The white jade arm that followed the sky melted and disintegrated like ice and snow, turning into a drizzle.

The red dragon-shaped sitting upright, raised his head and felt the drizzle falling.

The surrounding mountains were overturned, centered on the big mountain occupied by the red dragon, spreading out like ripples in the lake.

The demons' corpses remain.

So the land became quiet, only the sound of wind and drizzle fell, and the curling black smoke evaporated from the soil and disappeared in the rain.

Li Xi'an stared silently.

This is not all.

The Taihang Mountains have been huge and stretched before they recovered, and now they have completely recovered, and some mountains have even reached the clouds. As he breathes, his territory is expanding, perhaps reaching one ten thousandth of this mountain range, perhaps one ten thousandth of it.

He was able to set up heavy rain covering the entire mountain two years ago. Even with the help of the mountains, he could at least do it.

As a result, the more powerful dragon has returned, and his domain has become insignificant.

A little uncomfortable.

However, this means that the ghosts and monsters hidden deep in the Taihang Mountains are far more than he dealt with at this time.

The lotus bloomed among the huge golden candles, and he observed the demons' past.

These demons are not scary to him, and they don’t know much. But the base of the quantity is too large, and every scattered fragment may find a breakthrough in the other demon. Li Xi'an is looking for the king of the demons. After he left this land, a new king was born, a pseudo-king trained by ancient monks in the secret realm.

The red dragon was marching, and he planned to find the fake king.

Because of the existence of the fake king, Taihang could not give him the authority he deserved, so the efficiency of cleaning up one demon after another was really low.

The red figure penetrated into the depths of the mountains like a handle, and he showed his breath freely. The fish and dragons followed the dragon, like the gorgeous tail behind the comet.

A demon culled, and was cut into pieces by the blooming light in an instant.

Taihang in the night, roaring constantly, and the terrifying demons stood up one by one. Standing among the mountains, they looked up at the red dragon swimming in the sky, with deep fear in their eyes.

The demons convey their words through the earth veins.

"The dragon close to the emperor."

"How could such a terrifying creature appear in this world? I thought the fierce tiger holding the thunder was powerful enough."

"He is walking deeper and not taking us seriously."

"Do you want to stop it?"

"I'm afraid we don't have this qualification, so I'll use the token."

"Is this necessary? To awaken the ancestors in order to make such a small thing? You might as well see the performance of the new god. After all, this is Taihang Mountain, and the new god is to suppress the invaders."

"The seeds cast by the ancestors themselves were carefully cultivated and used the Taihang Sacred Mountain as nutrients. If you can't handle the dragons of the emperor, it would be too embarrassing." One of the demons sneered.

He naturally knew that the dragon's combat power was far beyond its realm performance.

The four arms that hang down from the sky are enough to be called invincible.

The demon simply coveted the power of this ancient mountain range, thinking that as long as they gain the recognition of their ancestors, they also have the opportunity to become the gods of this mountain.

Why bother to fight for the "new god" who is not familiar with each other?

The new gods can intimidate the weak demons, but they come from the secret realm, which is an evil thought that was born from ancient Jiuzhou. They desire high-quality blood food and power, and they will not really obey Taixing's gods.

All of these ancient demons hope that the new god would die so that they could share it.

Use this to master this ancient sacred mountain.

"Give Way."

"If the new god of Taihang cannot suppress this dragon, it proves that the ancestor has overestimated the creatures in this world. By then, the ancestor is awakened by the token, no matter how strong the dragon is, it will be dead. At that time, the king of this mountain should be replaced by us."

"That is, when we walk through this land, we actually chose an ant that appears."

The demons whispered.

The huge figure gradually blurred in the night, and the ancient demon who should have built a line of defense easily gave in.

The Red Dragon arrived at the hinterland of Taihang Mountain.

…………

In the imperial capital under the night sky, there are only a few places with bright lights.

Nowadays, most people rest after nightfall.

In the past, the energy reserves of the imperial capital could support daily electricity supply. Gradually consumed and invaded by demons, these precious energy could not be transferred to ordinary people.

The dark streets are the main roads of the imperial capital.

The air is cold.

A black figure flew across the street and came to the top of the ancient city wall in a flash.

"It's already very late." Someone whispered.

"Where are you going? Lord Qingyan."

The black figure stopped, shook his head, and could hear a bitter smile. He lifted off his hood, and the cold moon shone with a glimmer of light.

She looked back and her eyes looked hideous green.

"You have been waiting here for a long time? How long have you been waiting?"

Zhao Xingzhou thought for a moment, "It took about three or four hours. To be honest, the city wall is really cold and the wind is so strong."

"Don't look at me with this look. Everyone knows if you want to go to Taihang."

"But you can't go straight to the sky, because the imperial capital also needs your help. The rational way is to stay in the imperial capital and wait for tomorrow's dawn. But there are always such things that you have to do no matter what. When you see that message today, this thing you have to do no matter what is included in your actions."

"Nan Zhu..." Zhao Xingzhou murmured.

"Since you are not coming out to stop me, what is the purpose of waiting here?"

Zhao Xingzhou stretched out his hand, and the light floated, and a small sword hung in his palm. Even though the sword was as quiet as sleeping, the sharp edge was still flowing like silk.

"Imperial Sword."

A weapon formed by the gathering of the imperial energy of emperors of all dynasties on earth.

Store the image with sword as the medium.

Qing Yan knew that this was one of the few trump cards to protect the imperial capital, but she didn't know that this sword would appear in Zhao Xingzhou's hands.

"This is the best sword in the village." Zhao Xingzhou smiled, and he stretched out his hand and the small sword flew towards Qingyan.

Qingyan didn't say much, and took it away. Her wrist flipped and the sword light disappeared. She understood the thoughts of her companions over the past two years. Her green eyes looked at the man at the last glance, and the blue arc light flashed on her body.

"This sword will definitely return to the imperial capital," she said.

"Living things are always more useful than dead things."

Zhao Xingzhou waved goodbye, not seemingly caring.

"If it were him, please say hello to him on my behalf, and I still owe him a life. This is so torture. You must know that I don't like to owe anyone."

A muffled thunder.

The figure of the white-haired woman disappeared on the ancient city wall.

Under the dark night, the pale and ferocious tiger shone with lightning, and she was running towards Taihang.

The speed of escape is terrible.

Looking at the pale giant tiger stepping on the lightning, it disappeared into the skyline in a few blinks, and the man shivered violently.

"Damn it so cold."

He pulled out the city wall in a few seconds.
Chapter completed!