The dragon roared at the nine heavens, rushing over the sea, and the entire Jiuyu Mountains were shaking.

In an instant, countless monks came to the sky. They stood in the air and looked down, all of them confused.

Why did you notice the breath of living creatures when you heard the roar of dragons?

At this time.

An old man in the crowd looked shocked, staring at the mountains in front of him, muttering to himself, such a strong formation. He knew that the sound of the dragon roar was coming from the formation.

The next moment, everyone in the field fell down one after another, standing on the top of the mountain, and seemed to have no intention of leaving. They were waiting for death.

There was a divine dragon appearing, and the monks even suspected that the secret of Jiuzhu Mountain was hidden here. They did not find Xiao Xuan, and it would be worthwhile to obtain the treasure of Jiuzhu Mountain.

Even if you get a drop of dragon essence and blood, they can still improve their realm a lot.

In the secret realm of Nine Prisons, the two brothers Xiao Xuan did not know that because of the cry of Ao Liner's phantom release, countless monks came, "Brother, are these three treasures useful to you?"

Looking at the treasure falling from his palm, Xiao Xuan nodded, "These three treasures are very good, especially this chess piece."

He poured spiritual energy into the chess piece, and instantly endless light burst out, the flag began to rotate, and the sound made was like a storm raging in his ears.

Then, the flag was divided into nine, and a huge vortex formed in front of the two, as if nine sacred mountains were connected together and were airtight.

"Brother, the aura emitted by this flag is too terrifying."

"Nine Prison Prisoner God Flag!" Xiao Xuan's eyes were full of brilliance. "This flag is the most powerful among the many treasures. If used properly, it can imprison the powerful Dao Emperor."

"Nine Prison Prison God Flags have not been fully opened yet, and the real power has not been released. Nine Prisons represent nine different true meanings of martial arts."

Xiao Han nodded, "When my senior sister got the flag, she insisted that it was a treasure. I couldn't see anything special about it, so she threw the flag here."

"I didn't expect this treasure to release such powerful power in my brother's hands."

"Xiaohan, I plan to give you the Nine Prison Prison God Flag."

"No, Master said, I am a sword cultivator, and I can only practice and use things related to swords. I cannot use other treasures. External power will make my sword path impure."

Xiao Han refused very directly, "Brother, in addition to these three treasures, I have also prepared some good things for you."

The golden light bloomed in his hands, and a golden small tower appeared, "Brother, I know you like reading books. This small tower is an ancient book and scroll that my senior sister and I have collected over the years."

"Do you like it!"

Xiao Xuan smiled and said, "Xiaohan, you have the heart."

He put away the golden small tower and took Xiao Han into the small world, "Xiao Han, you can get familiar with the small world first, I'll practice."

Xiao Han was shocked by the small world in front of him, and turned to ask Xiao Xuan, but found that the person was gone and could only move forward alone.

Not far away, he saw a familiar figure, either someone else, or Ning Xiaobai.

After so many years, he didn't expect to meet Ning Xiaobai. He remembered the scene in his mind when he gave Ning Xiaobai to Xiao Xuan, "Xiaobai, we're meeting again."

Ning Xiaobai looked in the voice, his beautiful eyes fell on Xiao Han and looked at him for a long time, "Your Highness, is it you?"

Xiao Han nodded, "I didn't expect you to be by my brother's side for so many years."

Ning Xiaobai tells the story of what happened over the years, and the two of them are like old friends they haven't seen for many years, telling their own experiences.

On the other side.

Xiao Xuan came to the tree of civilization, slowly raised his arm, and a piece of black iron appeared in the palm of his hand, which was one of the treasures he took away from the treasure room.

This black iron is very weird.

It is not as powerful as the Nine Prison Prison God Flag, but Xiao Xuan clearly noticed that there was an extremely powerful spiritual energy hidden in the black iron.

If all the spiritual energy in the Xuan Iron can be refined, Xiao Xuan will be confident that his realm will be improved again.

He turned into a sword with his fingertips, trying to cut the black iron open. The sword energy fell on the black iron like lightning, leaving only a sword mark.

This black iron was much harder than he thought. Xiao Xuan's divine thought moved and Jin Yan appeared in his palm, wrapping the black iron into airtightness.

As Jin Yan continued to burn the black iron, spiritual energy began to overflow. At this time, Gu Anlan's voice came from his ears, "Young master, this mysterious iron is the interstellar divine iron, which grows in the most intense place of interstellar spiritual energy."

"It's really a waste of resources to refine it with divine fire."

"An Lan, what are you good at?"

"Young Master, you want to swallow the interstellar spiritual energy in the divine iron to improve your own cultivation, right?"

"That's right, that's exactly that!" Xiao Xuan said confidently.

"Young Master, you are a full-time monk. Why don't you forge the interstellar divine iron into a pair of fist gloves? At that time, the spiritual energy contained in the divine iron, plus the spiritual energy of the young master himself, will be no more than a critical strike if you punch it."

"You can easily kill the Taoist Emperor Realm cultivators. As the young master's cultivation level continues to improve, stronger cultivators can also be wiped out with one punch."

Gu Anlan said very seriously, "Young master, you can think about it carefully."

Xiao Xuan raised his sword eyebrows, "An Lan, if you want to forge a pair of boxing gloves, this piece of interstellar god iron alone is not enough."

Gu Anlan smiled and said, "Young Master, don't forget that there are three Han divine dragons around you, and their dragon scales are not weaker than the interstellar divine iron."

Xiao Xuan turned around and looked at the Civilized Ten Thousand Dao Trees, Xiao Jin, and the nine-headed golden dragon opened their eyes quietly. In an instant, the chrysanthemums tightened, knowing that they were being targeted again.

"Master, do you want dragon blood again?"

"It can't be like this all the time. Every time we recover, we come back again. Who can resist this?"

"Master, if you do this again, be careful that I will sue you for abuse of the dragon."

Xiao Xuan smiled and said, "I don't want dragon blood, you don't have to be too nervous."

Xiao Jin breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, don't have dragon blood, what do you want?"

Xiao Xuan said: "Dragon scales!"
Chapter completed!