Longmu is an old man, even among the saints of the law that cannot be measured by the years and months, he has experienced many eras, either brilliant or dim, and witnessed an extremely brilliant civilization.

Fortunately, he is also the witness to the end of the brilliant civilization. Just as the sun shines brightly, there will be dusk. Longmu always believes that the numerology rules of the sky and the earth are running in a sense, symbolizing the way this universe and even all things that exist. Is it the universe, the world, or every individual living in it.

He is the same, an old man who is old. As an ancient saint who has experienced 20 epochs of ripples, he has seen too many bizarre things and killed countless powerful enemies. He knows that this universe is far more than what he sees in front of him, and has a deeper extension. He knows that the sky is a basis point, just as the table needs four corners to support, the sky is not in the universe, supporting the many universes they do not know.

So when the Fire of Angelica Origin awakens him and tells him that there are enemies hidden in the starry sky of the Great Wilderness, he is not surprised.

The products of that brilliant civilization are not easily erased by them. Those ancient things inherited from the profound universe will eventually return. Many people know this, but they are unwilling to admit it because they have experienced wars and are afraid of this civilization from the bottom of their hearts.

A dragon with the universe and a bug with the universe are hiding in the starry sky of the Great Wilderness. Now the starry sky is solidified and they cannot fly.

When he learned the news, Longmu couldn't help but be surprised. After a long sleep, the first sentence he said to Guiyuan Zhihuo and said, "Does the universe and the Yufa come from Jiuzhou at the same time?"

He got the answer, Guiyuan Fire said that it was right, they both came out of Jiuzhou and were all kings of the ten categories.

Longmu stopped asking, and the Fire of Guiyuan also went far away to awaken his other companions. It was said that they were other companions, but in fact they only refer to one person, his old friend, his old friend who survived the war with him, and the ancient sage who mastered the law of thunder. Two of the four great natural saints of the Great Wilderness were completely buried in the outer sea of ​​Jiuzhou. The creatures who succeeded in the rain and lightning were very powerful, but after all, they were their descendants. It was difficult for them to talk to them.

Under the protection of the Legion of Law, Longmu slowly stepped in this familiar and unfamiliar starry sky. He remembered that before he slept, the starry sky in the Great Wilderness was not like this. Dozens of huge star fields that act as the holy road of the Law can only be regarded as a small small dot in the overall starry sky of the Great Wilderness, but Longmu really knew the appearance of every corner of the Great Wilderness starry sky.

Like him, the creatures of the Law Legion are old antiques that are about to go to bed. No one can recognize their race and supernatural powers today.

He walked past the stars, and the stars were like grains floating by his ears.

He raised his head, and his huge horns seemed to pierce the universe.

A giant deer, an ancient sage, whose skin was covered with scars of swords, which was his merit. His huge horns broke for a small part and have not grown yet. This is his past of miserable victory. He walked in the holy road, and he was more like a wandering soul who did not belong to this era than a lofty and majestic holy. He seemed to have died long ago, and died in that war, and now he is alive is just a body that maintains the law.

The giant beasts surrounding the deer were particularly interested and had a strong fighting spirit. They seemed to have seen the future of prey being pierced through their bodies and splashing blood.

This is the young Khans in the Great Wilderness, longing for strength, longing for victory, and eager to hunt. They are always carrying out small activities of Khans - grazing. They put their agents into the universe and witness them start wars and conquer cities and lands. The Khans often approach the places where the agents are invested, so that the people they like will fight each other until they compete for the final winner.

The Khan who lost this grazing will be as discouraged as a child, while the Khan who won this grazing will not be stingy with the rewards. Most winners who won the grazing competition will become members of the Law Legion.

Omori did not participate in the Khans' enthusiastic hunting discussion. His eyes shifted and looked to the other side of the Holy Road.

In that direction, a galaxy was shrouded in the thunder clouds. The thunder clouds that could cover the entire galaxy were moving at high speed, crossing one galaxy cluster after another. Sometimes the thunder clouds rushed around, and the lightning was like a prison, which would destroy the arms of the galaxy and forcefully open the way. With Longmu's perception, he could hear the roar of the cow in the thunder clouds.

The ancient wind and thunder can be seen through wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

The young rain and lightning guarded the cracks that solidified the starry sky. They believed that this trip was inevitable and there was no need for them to take action. Compared with the young Khans' hunting, the successors of the ancient saints loved to take this opportunity to look into the world, which was the other shore they were now difficult to reach.

Yes, this trip is bound to be won.

He and Kehao are old guys, it is true that the next era ripples could shake them to death. But they were guys who crawled out of the Jiuyou Hell. They once crossed the vast Great Wall of the Nine Provinces side by side, and also roared, beating thunder drums, sweeping across the towering pagoda by the galaxy river, and smashing the giant statues of gods and Buddhas sitting cross-legged in the pagoda.

The creatures who master the universe and the universe are powerful, but they are not on the same level, and the reputation of the unshakable ones is never as good as that of such ancient people.

The purple behemoth star field is presented to Longmu's eyes.

From the time of the mortal world, in less than an hour, the Legion of Law fills the holy road, and two ancient saints walk to the last star field of the holy road.

The large star domain, the Ghost of Ghost, which contains hundreds of galaxies, is better than the great realms in many universes.

There were already people waiting there.

The giant beasts showed fierce light to the young man and their sharp claws. Longmu calmly took this scene into his eyes, knowing that this was the Dragon Lord of Jiuzhou who made the young khans want to eat their flesh and blood.

In his heart, Long Mu was still willing to give the young man the title of Dragon Lord.

He was once an enemy of Jiuzhou, which does not mean that he would not appreciate the talents of the spirits of Jiuzhou. He almost fought to the Great Wilderness alone and destroyed most of the Southern Region. Of course, he was qualified to be called Dragon Lord by his Longmu.

Deep in the thunder clouds, someone was beating a drum, and the drum sounded like thunder, and it was like tens of thousands of giant beasts roaring at the same time.

This is a war drum, and his old friends have similar views to him. They respect this enemy and are willing to beat the thunder drum for him. It is not the pursuit of the "remnants" of the loser by the former winner, but the continuation of the cruel war in the past.

The battle of Jiuzhou has never ended.

So, how should you respond? Longmu casts his sight at the Dragon Lord.

The faint starlight illuminated Longjun's face. In Longmu's long life's understanding, this was Zhang Cheng's beautiful face. But the next moment, the dragon scales rose, the dragon's eyes shone, and the golden flames ignited with Longjun's breath. His momentum actually overwhelmed the roar of the Khans, even though he had never said a word.

In the golden flames, the ancient primitive words of the law emerge like calcined red steel.
Chapter completed!