When Nezha stirred the East China Sea with his two treasures, the depths of the East China Dragon Palace were shaking, and a bronze iron gate exposed a thin gap as thin as hair, and strange roars came from inside.

"Hosh..."

A green light penetrated through the gap, and the gap healed automatically again, as if it had never appeared before.

Since Qin Yang left the Li Mansion seven years ago, there have been disasters in the realm of the celestial immortals, and the ten decays of the celestial immortals.

The Ten Declines of the Heavenly Immortals means that after the Earth Immortals enter the realm of the Heavenly Immortals, they will encounter the test set by the Heavenly Dao, and the Ten Declines of the Heavenly Immortals.

The ten decline catastrophes of the celestial immortals are divided into the Big Five Desolation Catastrophes and the Small Five Desolation Catastrophes. Qin Yang's Small Five Desolation Catastrophes are attacked, but he has no way to stop them. The soul and the Nascent Soul are bound by the power of fate and their meridians are blocked, so he cannot use magic at all.

In order to survive, he had to start the cycle of reincarnation for thousands of years. With the accumulation of reincarnation for thousands of years, he broke the constraints of the power of destiny in one fell swoop. If this matter could be accomplished, he might as well as achieve the immortal golden immortal.

In seven years, he has safely survived the seven generations of reincarnation. Every reincarnation is a test of life and death. He has long been accustomed to it. With the experience of reincarnation for a hundred generations, he will become more calm when entering every world. No matter what difficulties he encounters, he will not retreat.

Although the soul was bound by the power of fate, its consciousness entered the light golden lotus sent by the God of Time Kiran to his, and carried out dreams that were like dreams, like reality and like virtuality.

He carried out thousands of reincarnation in the East China Sea. After the seventh generation, Nezha stirred up the storm of the East China Sea and interrupted Qin Yang who was preparing to enter the eighth generation of reincarnation.

It happened that Qin Yang's body was hidden near the bronze gate. He heard that the old man in time and space made him sneak into the gap. He did not dare to hesitate. He had magical powers and his body instantly turned into a blue light and flew into it.

After the old man of Time and Space obtained half of Qin Yang's ancient spiritual roots, his strength was restored. Obviously, it was no longer the same as before, and his breath was not revealed at all.

After Qin Yang entered the bronze gate, it was first pitch black, and then a dazzling light flashed. A sun was hanging high in the void, illuminating the earth like a flame. He had never seen such a scene before.

A hellish scene appeared before his eyes, everything was like heaven and earth was not separated. When Hongmeng was not judged, Qin Yang walked on the road paved with flames and felt that his whole body was about to melt. He carefully walked towards the end of the road of flames.

One stick of incense...Three sticks of incense... This road seems to be within reach, but it is far away in the sky, as if it will never end.

Nine days later, he finally arrived at the end, where there was a ten-clawed dragon with hundreds of feet in black and white claws. This ten-clawed dragon is a candle dragon, also known as the original ancestor dragon, and is the innate demon god.

"This...is Zhulong? He is Zhulong!"

"Why is he here? His situation doesn't seem to be very good."

The candle dragon circling and hiding, a pair of evil eyes as fierce as the sun and the moon were closed tightly, and the dragon whiskers were as long as rivers were dragging quietly on the fiery red ground, with extraordinary momentum but no trace of it was revealed.

The broken dragon scales are as wide as canopy, with sharp teeth spreading across the board, but they have no intention of being fierce. Who hurt them seriously? No one knows!

But one thing is certain that the one who can seriously injure the original ancestor dragon is definitely an ancient innate demon god level existence. If that kind of existence survives to this ancient era, it will definitely be a overlord, and even the saints may not be willing to offend them easily.

In ancient times, except for the innate demon gods with names and surnames, the rest of them had died or disappeared.

Qin Yang knew very well about the famous and surnamed demon god, but he knew very little about Zhulong. Now, Zhulong is right in front of him, so he was naturally very excited, but he was more worried.

Zhulong was obviously not dead. If he approached rashly, he would probably have many dangers.

"Senior Zhulong...Senior Zhulong..." He kept shouting, and thick voices resounded throughout this special space.

"Who dares to disturb my sleep?" Zhulong gradually woke up, and the sleep of several eras was completely broken today. He slowly raised his eyelids and showed his misty eyes, as if he had not yet come back to his senses.

Zhulong's eyes became brighter and brighter, and after a stick of incense, he woke up completely.

He stared at Qin Yang and looked up and down, his eyes were like torches, and a pain like a needle hit his mind, making Qin Yang dare not look directly.

There is an angel clan in the super god universe. Their eyes can read all data from lower races. This ability is equivalent to the prehistoric world. Those with high realm cultivation can fully see through everything from those with low realm cultivation.

"You ant dare to disturb my sleep? You are so brave!"

"Tell me, when is the outside world now? Who controls the prehistoric world?"

"If you have any lies in your mouth, you will definitely be called an ant and will die without a place to bury it." A very plain but unignorable voice sounded in this quiet space.

Zhulong's three questions made him feel sad. Although this feeling was not good, there was a sense of excitement lingering in his heart.

He had encountered this situation before, but now he re-savored it, which is quite interesting.

However, none of these matters. What matters is how he wants to survive and get what he needs.

He entered here to find a way to unlock the constraints of the power of destiny, but he had to overcome the immediate crisis, otherwise everything would be stopped.

"Senior Zhulong! Don't worry, I will tell you everything."

"First of all, Senior Zhulong, Junior did not disturb your sleep. What disturbed you was a ten-year-old child who stirred the entire East China Sea with two top-quality innate spiritual treasures."

"Secondly, it is now the ancient times of the prehistoric world, and in the late Shang Dynasty, wars broke out everywhere."

"Now, the prehistoric world is controlled by eight saints, among which the saint Hongjun is in harmony with the Tao, and his cultivation level is the highest, and no one knows his depth."

"This is what I know about, I wonder if I am satisfied with it?"

Zhulong opened his eyes as deep as the starry sky, and the whole space was immediately illuminated. His eyes were as dazzling as the sun, but they were very gentle.

An old saying goes: "Open your eyes and close your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and make your eyes and

Zhulong laughed loudly when he heard this, "Hahaha... OK, it's true that what he said is true."

"My friend, please get closer, I will give you some rewards as rewards."

Qin Yang saw Zhulong's attitude suddenly changed, and knew that there must be something wrong with it. He did not dare to be careless and stood with his hands behind his back. He said calmly, "The elders gave it to him, but he dared not refuse."

After speaking, Qin Yang looked calm and striding towards Zhulong. After three hundred breaths, he stood still at three steps away from Zhulong.

When Zhulong saw Qin Yang walking in front of him, he was overjoyed and couldn't help but make a sound, "Hahaha... Ants are ants, they hooked up so easily, and it really didn't disappoint me! It seems that you, an ant, have stopped here."

Qin Yang did not speak, but looked at Zhulong faintly, and a feeling of pity appeared in his eyes like a starry sky.

When Zhulong saw this, he was puzzled, but more importantly, this kind of pity reminded him of his mortal enemy, the innate demon god Hongjun.
Chapter completed!