The bronze light flashed, and countless spiritual lights began to erupt from the entrance of the cave, like a gorgeous fairyland. Soon the pile of silt began to flow, as if it was taken away by an invisible big hand, gradually revealing everything below.

A hole shining with aura gradually appeared in front of everyone. The entrance of the hole looked dull, but it was full of endless possibilities. The constantly shining spiritual light kept forming strange pictures, either a person, a beast, a magic weapon or a mountain, as if tempting and telling.

"Longxian Cave, this is the Dragonxian Cave. He is really born, hahahaha..."

An old voice suddenly sounded in the horizon, but then he came here. An old man with crane hair and chicken skin appeared above the entrance of the cave with a strange crutch. He looked at the mud that was constantly melting, and there was already the terrifying magic circle. A look of memories appeared on his face.

"Who is this person? It feels so powerful. I seem to have seen this face vaguely somewhere?"

"I also feel this way. Could it be a senior expert?"

“…”

Just as everyone was guessing, a long rainbow suddenly ran through the sky and the earth, like a colorful rainbow, driving from the horizon.

“Colorful!!”

The old man with crane hair suddenly looked at the sky and couldn't help but make a sound from his mouth, which made everyone present hear it clearly, but he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Seven Colorful, is it that the colorful fairy from five hundred years ago? She was already a Nascent Soul cultivator five hundred years ago. Now, five hundred years have passed, isn't she..." She didn't dare to think about it, because the more they think about it, the more shocked they were.

Five hundred years is nothing for a Nascent Soul cultivator, because their life span is thousands of years. After advancing to the Nascent Soul realm, it is extremely difficult to take another step. If an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator gives him five hundred years, it may not necessarily improve his cultivation, let alone advance. However, this colorful fairy is different. Her legend has been circulated in the cultivation world for a long time.

It is rumored that this person is a genius of cultivation. Moreover, because of his special physique, he is a congenital Hunyuan Taoist body. His understanding of all methods of cultivation is a thousand miles a day. She spent a year building a foundation successfully, two years successfully condensing the elixir, and less than three years to form a golden elixir. Then she wandered in the realm of the golden elixir for a hundred years, and then suddenly entered the Nascent Soul stage.

In this way, she only spent more than a hundred years to enter the coveted Nascent Soul stage. Her terrifying cultivation speed only compared all the young heroes at that time.

However, after she became a Nascent Soul cultivator, she magically disappeared in the cultivation world. Some people said that she had ascended to the spiritual world, while others said that she died while exploring the ancient cave. All kinds of speculations made this woman even more mysterious. However, what people didn't expect was that after five hundred years, she was still alive and appeared because of the cave of the Dragon Immortal True Man.

"Qiancai, you came very early!"

Above Shuize Lake, the old man with crane hair and chicken skin had a sneer on his face, and his expectations were full of disdain and contempt, which made everyone more suspicious of his identity. A person who dared to express his contempt for the ancestor of the Nascent Soul must have a certain identity and strength.

"Xuanyuan Qingtian, I didn't expect you to be dead yet, what a pity!"

In the colorful light of inspiration, a beautiful woman slowly appeared. She slowly landed with her smooth feet, with a face that was neither happy nor sad, but she had a strange seductive feeling, which made people fall into it without realizing it.

As soon as the colorful appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of the men around them. They looked at them with colorful eyes, and their hearts couldn't help but beating faster.

Qicai smiled slightly, then sighed, took another breath, and in an instant, countless lights sped out from the men, and then gathered together and put them into her mouth.

But with this simple breath, the male cultivators with low cultivation felt that they seemed to have been hit hard on their chests, and they couldn't help but retreat and fell to the ground, with a pale face and trembling.

"Enough, you slut, do you want to kill them all?" Xuanyuan Qingtian suddenly roared, and the crutches in his hand fell heavily into the void. Suddenly, a blue light emerged from under his crutches, knocking the invisible and untamed strange spiritual energy away.

Qicai's face suddenly changed and she stared at Xuanyuan Qingtian coldly, like a bloodthirsty monster. The terrifying aura emanated from her body, making everyone below unable to help but kneel down.

"I understand, Xuanyuan Qingtian, that was a genius from the same era as Qicai for five hundred years. It is rumored that he formed a Taoist partner with Qicai, but he was eventually harmed by Qicai, and his cultivation was ruined. In the end, he ended up dead on the spot. Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly, he was still alive..."

When the man heard the reminder, the others also reacted, looking at the two people in the sky in astonishment, with a deep sense of envy in their eyes.

"drive!"

Suddenly, a bronze carriage slowly drove from the horizon. At first, it was far away in the horizon, but the next moment it was already close to me. The one driving was a faceless warrior, with bronze armor worn on her body, full of traces of time, and inside the carriage was a golden nanmu coffin.

"Click!"

The best coffin was opened from the inside, and then an old man in an imperial costume slowly walked out of it. He was extremely elegant and luxurious, and the bright yellow imperial robe on his body set off with the Bahuang**. In fact, it was a pity that his face was stiff, his fingers were sharp, and his long black hair turned into a weird green, giving people a terrifying and gloomy feeling.

"The Emperor Wuji!"

Compared to the strangeness of Qicai and Xuanyuan Qingtian, the Wuji Emperor in front of them made them more familiar with him. This person was a king in the Great Xia Dynasty. After he died, he turned himself into a zombie because he was unwilling to give up his imperial power. He just didn't expect that he had a dream for thousands of years. When he woke up again, the dynasty changed and things changed.

"Aowu~"

A huge roar suddenly fell from the sky, and a huge black wolf suddenly poked his head out of the sky. The huge head seemed as terrifying as a hill. He glanced at the Wuji Emperor, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and a huge claw fell into the sky.

Emperor Wuji looked at the black wolf claws that were about to fall without expression. He waved his hand gently and a black jade seal flew out of his sleeves, becoming bigger in the air in the wind. He saw that the black real dragon carved on it seemed to have suddenly come alive. He raised his head and vomited, and a terrifying black air flew out.

"Touch!"

The two collided together, and a huge explosion began to spread out from the center, just like a storm that shattered all the trees around them to the roots.

The monks below were even more shocked by the sudden explosion, and their ears were aching. Some people with weak cultivation did not dare to stay any longer at this moment. They hurriedly drove the spiritual light away from the place, fearing that they would be affected unnecessary if they stayed any longer.

Naturally, some people chose to stay. They are all disciples of the big sect, and their cultivation is not weak. The most important thing is that they feel that this is an opportunity. This small dragon fairy cave actually attracted Nascent Soul cultivators. As long as they can get a little benefit, it is enough to make them grow up.

"You two, please wait until you enter the Dragon Immortal Cave before fighting. Isn't it too boring to fight outside at this moment? There are plenty of opportunities inside!" A voice sounded bored in the air, and a black scribe appeared in the air at some point. There was a black cloud under his feet, with countless lightning shining on it.

Emperor Wuji took over his magical powers, and the giant wolf in the sky also transformed into a bald man and fell on the ground, with a black giant wolf pattern whistling to the sky.

The bald man glanced at the black-clothed scholar and couldn't help but say, "Mo Tian, ​​there is really a shadow of a real dragon in this Dragon Immortal Cave!"

The bald man had a loud voice, and he had no scruples at all, so he said it directly, making the powerful Jindan masters below hear it clearly.

"The Shadow of the True Dragon?"

"What is the shadow of the real dragon?"

"Is it something related to Dragon Ball?"

“…”

Mo Tian didn't care about the people below. He glanced at the bald man and said, "Wolf Xiaotian, I, Mo Tian, ​​never lie to me. I said that there must be, and there must be without him!"

This sentence is domineering. If an ordinary person says this, Lang Xiaotian will definitely blow it up with one punch, and then chew it down and eat it. However, the person in front of him said this but he felt that it was not a lie.

Lang Xiaotian smiled, touched his big head, and said, "Since that's the case, I won't ask. Then we can see the real one under our hands. I'll go and see the slutty girl in Qicai!"

Emperor Wuji took his bronze carriage, then looked at Mo Tian, ​​and said, "The light of spirit has moved, what are you waiting for?"

Mo Tian glanced at the bottom, then smiled and said, "There should be one more person in the future, please wait!"

Then Mo Tian took out a bronze disc. The bronze disc was extremely gorgeous and the patterns on it were carved in extremely detailed. Unfortunately, there were eight leaf-shaped depressions in the center of the disc, which was indeed missing.

Mo Tian waved his hand and hit the disc in the air. His fingers accurately pointed the sanks of the leaves. As each finger pointed out, the sanks lit up. After all eight parts were lit, Mo Tian shouted softly: "Come!"

Suddenly, bronze lights suddenly lit up from all directions. Some of these bronze lights are thick and some are small, some are within reach, while others are far away in the sky.

Liu Muqing looked at the bronze leaves shining with aura in his hand, and immediately knew that it was useless to hide. This person didn't know what method he could use to collect the bronze leaves, which made him destroy his plan. Another person this person said should be referring to himself.

With sharp triangular eyes and strange expressions, Liu Muqing slowly walked out with the bronze leaves. As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of the five people in the sky. They all fell on Liu Muqing, as if they were looking at him.

"Incarnation outside the body? What a wonderful magic body, I just don't know if I can be beaten!" Lang Xiaotian murmured, then rushed towards Liu Muqing at a slight point under his feet, waved his hand and punched him.

The fist wind roared, with waves of sound of breaking through the air, as if the air was blown by this quick punch. Liu Muqing didn't expect that the other party would hit him as soon as he said it. He couldn't help but feel angry. His hands suddenly formed seals, and suddenly a surge of blood fell from the sky, turning into a torrent and hit Lang Xiaotian's body.

In this surging blood-colored torrent, thousands of unjust souls were constantly roaring. They rushed towards Lang Xiaotian frantically, tearing him up with their teeth and claws, hoping to tear off a piece of flesh and blood from the other party to fill their empty belly.

"What disgusting thing, get out of here!"

Lang Xiaotian was blocked by the Blood River, and his brow was frowned and he punched it on the Blood River. The black fist slashed hard on the Blood River like a peerless sword, instantly qianing it halfway, and the evil spirits and ghosts inside disappeared suddenly.

Then another punch was blown out, and the other half of the blood river suddenly disappeared, only returning the bloody sky to normal.

Mo Tian kept watching the two of them with a strong smile on his face. He looked at Lang Xiaotian and asked, "How?"

Lang Xiaotian glanced at his mouth and said, "Although the magic power is not strong enough, it is better because of its magical magic. It is all filthy and filthy things, which may play a role when it comes to pure yang things inside!"

Mo Tian smiled without saying a word, then turned to look at the other people and asked, "What do you think?"

The three of them looked at each other, then nodded, as if they had agreed.

Mo Tian laughed, looked at Liu Muqing and said, "In the Xiazhiwei Hall Mo Tian, ​​invites you to go to Longxian Cave to explore treasures. I wonder if you are willing?"

Liu Muqing didn't expect that Mo Tian was actually from Zhiweitang. He couldn't help but raise his head, a sneer appeared on his face, and said, "Oh? Your words are interesting. If I remember correctly, the seven sons of the Yun family in Zhiweitang died here a few days ago. Don't you want to avenge them?"

"The seven sons of the Yun family? They are all dead, here?"

The golden elixir monks below couldn't help but make another noise. They had heard of the name of the seven sons of the Yun family, but their power was well-known in the Northern Domain Taoist Sect.
Chapter completed!