Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 435: The chance of Long Aotian, the ancient dragon cave, Wang Teng presents a gift to Jiang Sheng…
In the immortal domain outside, it is almost impossible for the younger generation to reach the heavenly gods at this age.
But the environment in the ancient world is much better than the outside world.
The prince Aoguang stepped on, and immediately swept in front of everyone.
"Cousin!"
"His Royal Highness!"
Ao Luan, Ao Zhan gestured.
"I understand your intention, it's because of the ants from the outside world." Ao Guang said lightly.
"Yes, that Jun Xiaoyao and the woman named Princess Longji must die." Ao Luan's tone was spiteful.
"Don't worry, as the head of the ancient race, how can my dragon race be provoked like this by others." Ao Guang said indifferently.
Feeling the coercion and killing intent of Ao Guang, Bai Mei'er who followed, couldn't help feeling a little worried.
Although she has a fanatical worship and confidence in Jun Xiaoyao.
But Ao Guang in front of him, that coercive aura is indeed too terrifying.
It is simply not an existence that the outside Tianjiao can resist.
"By the way, cousin, this is Lord Long, he saved me before." Ao Luan introduced Long Aotian to Ao Guang.
She also told Ao Guangting about some of the previous things.
After listening, Ao Guang nodded faintly, and looked at Long Aotian with a hint of kindness.
"Thank you for saving my cousin."
"Don't be grateful, Miss Ao Luan and I hit it off right away, and helped her have no complaints or regrets." Long Aotian said in a thin voice.
When Ao Luan saw this, her heart throbbed even more. She pleaded, "Cousin, you must help Young Master Long."
Long Aotian's eyes also showed hope.
He believes that his luck will not be so bad.
I must have time to turn over!
Ao Guang thought for a while, and said: "If you say chance, my dragon race ancestors do have it, but before that, can you promise to do something for our dragon race?"
"What's the matter, just speak frankly." Long Aotian's eyes flashed darkly.
He was waiting for this opportunity.
"In the depths of the ancient world, there is a piece of ancient spiritual soil, where there are many opportunities, and it is also a place where ancient freaks are buried."
"In the depths of the ancient spiritual soil, there is a forbidden land. There are special rules in that place, and our immortal creatures cannot enter."
"If you can enter the Heaven Forbidden Site and help us find the Immortal Ancient Ling, I can now let you go to the ancestral land to seek opportunities." Ao Guang said.
"Ancient spiritual soil, a forbidden land?" Long Aotian raised his eyebrows.
As for what immortal order is, Long Aotian doesn't know.
When Ao Guang saw this, he also bluntly said: "Xiangu Ling, can let us young creatures leave the ancient world."
When talking about this, even with Ao Guang's character, his tone is unavoidable.
These young kings of the ancient immortals, no matter how enchanting their talents are, they can only be trapped in the ancient world.
They also yearn for freedom, want to go out, go to the road of the emperor, to fight for the fate of the whole life.
The ancient world of immortals makes their realm generally surpass those of the outside world.
But what they have lost is freedom.
"Okay, I understand." Long Aotian agreed.
No matter if you can get it in the end, if you agree now, there is always nothing wrong.
"Well, I hope you don't disappoint me." Ao Guang gave Long Aotian a deep look.
Long Aotian's heart shuddered.
If he paddled, Ao Guang would definitely not let him go.
"Hmph, when I get the chance, no one can stand on top of my head, whether it is Jun Xiaoyao or this Ao Guang." Long Aotian secretly said in his heart.
He is the protagonist of the destiny, and he is born against his bones.
Only he is stepping on other people's heads, not allowing others to step on his heads.
After Long Aotian agreed, Ao Guang took them to the depths of the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan.
Looking from a distance, an island is suspended in the void.
On the island, there is a cave.
"There is the chance of my dragon human ancestors, the ancient dragon cave. I have also entered, but it is difficult to enter the deepest place."
"But first I want to remind you that if you enter it, there is also a risk of falling. As for the deepest part, almost 100% will fall." Ao Guang warned.
Ao Luan was also a little flustered when he heard this.
"Dragon Lord, don't force yourself."
"It's okay." Long Aotian's eyes flickered.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get a tiger.
If he is afraid, then he is not Long Aotian.
"Jun Xiaoyao, wait for me, my Long Aotian will not be defeated!"
Long Aotian said coldly in his heart, his figure soared into the air, without hesitation, escaped into the ancient dragon cave.
"Cousin, he will be fine, right?" Ao Luan asked worriedly.
"Then it depends on his good fortune. I hope he won't be ignorant and enter the deepest place." Ao Guang shook his head.
The deepest part, even with his cultivation base of the Heavenly God Realm, is dead without life.
Long Ao genius is only the late stage of True God Realm, if he goes deep, he will definitely die.
Compared with Ao Luan's worries, Bai Mei'er could not wait for Long Aotian to die in Gulong Cave.
In this case, Jun Xiaoyao will be less troublesome.
Long Aotian began to seek his own chance, and wanted to make a comeback and avenge Jun Xiaoyao.
……
In the ancient world, another area.
There is a spiritual mountain full of Taoism and aura.
On top of Lingshan, there is a peerless woman sitting cross-legged, who wants to ride the wind.
She was spotless and clean, with a graceful appearance, a tall and slender body in white jade.
The green silk is like a waterfall, with a beautiful buttocks.
The fairy face is shining, shrouded in brilliance, the eyebrows are like distant mountains with daisies, and the eyes are full of poems. They are very beautiful and have a kind of detached beauty.
The whole person exudes an innate Taoist rhyme, like a snow lotus, which is independent from the world and does not stain dust.
This woman is not Jiang Shengyi or who~IndoMTL.com~ At a certain moment, Jiang Shengyi opened her clear eyes and sighed slightly: "The rhyme of Taoism here is really beneficial."
At this moment, Jiang Shengyi seemed to perceive something, his beautiful eyes fell cold and he looked into the distance.
"Come out."
"Hehe, Wang doesn't want to disturb Fairy Qingxiu."
In the distance, a figure stepped forward.
It was a young man who was brave and stalwart, handsome and handsome, and had a long look.
The skin is like jade, it contains sacred light, and the whole person has a breath of protection by the heaven.
The four great auspicious spirits surround the body, the true dragon is flying in the sky, the phoenix is screaming, the unicorn is stepping on the sea, and the Xuanwu Tuoshan.
He disturbed all the qi in the surrounding world.
The figure of the whole person is shrouded in endless radiance, as if the emperor is coming to the world.
It is the Emperor of the Wang Family, Wang Teng!
"Wang Teng, what are you doing?"
Seeing those who came, Jiang Shengyi's face was as cold as frost, and the mana in his body was faintly flowing.
"Jiang Shengyi, why look outside, Wang is not hostile to you at all." Wang Teng stood with his hands in the air, standing in the void, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.
I have to say that Wang Teng does have some tolerance and aloof temperament, which can impress Sifang.
But Jiang Shengyi didn't delay this set, and there was no fluctuation in his beautiful eyes.
"I have nothing to do with you, and I have nothing to say to you." Jiang Shengyi said indifferently.
If it weren't for the king's family to come to propose his relatives, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't have to venture into the burial ground for eternity.
Jiang Shengyi does not have a slight impression of Wang Teng and the Wang family, but has great dislike and hostility.
"Hey, it's sad, but this thing, presumably you should need it?"
Wang Teng said, and took out a jade slip, exuding transcendence.
"That's..." Jiang Shengyi's eyes dimmed.