"He is not in the small world, he is suppressed under an altar."

Silence, perpetual silence.

"Zu came, blood smoke from the sky suddenly disappeared, and the sound of rain came from the flying sky." Li Xi'an recited the words he read in ancient books.

He once thought this was the image created by this ancestor who tore up the barriers of the world and came to this world.

But maybe...

"His he succeeded?" Jin Xiao asked in a trembling voice.

The arrival of this ancestor was accompanied by a brilliant fireworks that destroyed the world.

"I have no idea."

"If it succeeds, he shouldn't be like that. In short, before I enter the small world, I need to go to the imperial capital."

Before this, he used this rare peace to lay his qualifications to meet Shinichi.

The wind was howling, the red dragon-shaped shape was winding, the iron scales were buckled, and the sound of metal and iron echoed the deep valley, and it was endless.

Another claw fell.

Li Xi'an felt the strange arms and claws. It was amazing to say that part of his body did not grow on his body, but stretched out from the void.

He gathered the two voids that stretched out the dragon's claws on both sides of the front half of his huge body.

From a distance, it seems that the dragon really has two arms.

The light of light bloomed, and the right arm grabbed the hilt of the golden sword.

The dragon-shaped cruising wildly, he slashed down with his sword, like an ancient totem mural, like a demon or a god, primitive and terrifying.

When the torn clouds closed, the red dragon had already walked away.

This is a path to practice.
Chapter completed!