Great Emperor Myriad

Hearing the explanation from Elder Zihe, Ling Xiao and Long Aotian understood why Zi Ning'er had such a hostility towards them.

The grand elder of the Ziyue Protoss is Zi Ning'er's grandfather, and the Ziyue Divine Gold is the supreme treasure of the Ziyue Protoss. The legendary extreme metal, no wonder Zi Ning'er is so angry and wants to catch Outsiders vent their anger.

"You mean, those outsiders entered the Secret Realm a month ago? And there are outsiders coming in through the five-color altar, how is this possible?"

Long Aotian's eyes were full of incredible expressions.

After all, it was the Grand Ceremony of the Dragon King's Succession to the Throne a month ago. At that time, the four great saints had just obtained the original secret technique, and even Gu Daoyi and the ancestors of the other four clans opened the Secret Realm together only a few days ago.

That being said, a month ago, someone entered the Secret Realm. How could this be possible?

What shocked Long Aotian even more was that the five-color altar was the passage of the dragon clan. How could other people enter the prehistoric mystery through the five-color altar?

"It seems that things are beyond our imagination!"

Ling Xiao's expression also became a little serious.

The Secret Realm has always been controlled by the five great saints, and disciples of the five great saints have entered it to experience it, and outsiders cannot enter it at all.

However, according to the people of the Ziyue Protoss, the Secret Realm of the Primordial Desolation was opened a month ago.

Who is it?

"Bai Hansong and the others should know some news. When we get in touch with them, maybe we can inquire about it!"

Long Xiaoxiao said slowly.

"Several dragon noble guests, please go back to the Ziyue Protoss with the old man first, maybe our elder knows something about the doubts!"

Elder Zihe said slowly.

"So, it's a work!"

Ling Xiao nodded and said to Zihe.

He was very curious that the group of outsiders in the mouth of the elder Zihe had turned the world into chaos, and even the elder of the Ziyue God Race was severely injured.

Ling Xiao vaguely felt that perhaps those outsiders were not from the demon world!

Around the valley where the five-color altar is, there are five majestic mountains, which contain the power of the five elements' birth and death, which is a natural array.

Not far from the five-color altar, there is a mountain tens of thousands of feet high called Ziyue Shenshan, which is the site of the Ziyue God Clan.

Under the leadership of the two elders, Zihe and Zichuan, the five members of Ling Xiao came to the Ziyue Protoss.

The Purple Moon Mountain is shrouded in dazzling starlight, ethereal and mysterious, looks magnificent, towering old trees, like a cave in the sky, ethereal and peaceful.

There are not many members of the Ziyue Protoss, there are only about tens of thousands of people, but the talents of the Ziyue Protoss are extremely powerful, and Ling Xiao is amazed by them. There are thousands of saints in the tens of thousands of Ziyues. It is not scary.

A Purple Moon Protoss is probably comparable to an immortal holy land in the God Realm.

However, the people of the Ziyue Protoss were not so friendly to Ling Xiao and the others. They all had hatred in their eyes. If they were not scrupulous about the two elders, they would have to rush to Ling Xiao and do their hands. Up.

The top of the Purple Moon Mountain is the Purple Moon Temple. It is the place where the Purple Moon God Clan worships the Purple Moon Goddess. It is also the place where the elders will be. The Purple Moon God Clan has no patriarch, and the elders will dominate the entire Purple Moon God Clan.

In the Ziyue Temple, Ling Xiao met Zi Fenglie, the great elder of the Ziyue God Clan!

Zi Fenglie looked extremely old, his face was wrinkled, and his body exuded a kind of twilight, holding a cane, lying on the central bed, his face was slightly pale.

He looked like an ordinary old man, he didn't even have any aura of cultivation base, he was extremely ordinary.

But such an old man is the strongest of the Purple Moon God Clan, the great elder of the Purple Moon God Clan!

"Ahem... distinguished guests of the Dragon Race, you are here!"

With an old and gentle voice, slightly weak and exhausted, Zi Fenglie slowly stood up, and his wise and vicissitudes of vision fell on the five members of Ling Xiao.

As soon as he stood up, Ling Xiao immediately felt that his figure had become extremely tall, as if he had opened the world.

Zi Fenglie's eyes seemed to be able to perceive everything.

Long Aotian, Long Xiaoxiao and others all felt as if they had been seen through by Zi Fenglie, that was a kind of insight that could not escape.

Only Ling Xiao had an extremely calm expression and calm eyes.

"Huh? I didn't expect that in addition to the contemporary Dragon Lord, there would be the chosen son of this era? The presence of the two venerables really made me shine in the purple moon gods! Dare to ask the names of some little friends? "

Zi Fenglie looked at Ling Xiao in surprise.

"The great elder is polite! In Xia Lingxiao, this is the contemporary Dragon King Long Aotian of the Dragon Race, and the daughter of the previous Dragon King Long Xiaoxiao, these two are my good brothers An An and Wu Liang!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and then introduced Long Aotian and others.

Ling Xiao is not surprised that Zi Fenglie can see that he is the chosen son of heaven. After all, he is possessed of heavenly power and luck, and Zi Fenglie is unfathomable in front of him. His cultivation has reached the realm of Tianzun, and he can be seen at a glance. It’s not a difficult thing to have a fortune in heaven.

But he was very curious, who on earth could hurt Zi Fenglie?

Judging from Ling Xiao's eyes, Zi Fenglie's injury was not light.

But when Ling Xiao finished the introduction, especially after introducing Long Aotian, everyone in the Purple Moon Temple couldn't help but froze, and there was a trace of hostility in the eyes of Long Aotian.

Long Aotian was puzzled for a while, wondering where he had offended them.

What's wrong with my name Long Aotian?Without eating your rice, these people from the Purple Moon Protoss are a group of neuroses!

Long Aotian was slanderous in his heart, extremely depressed.

"Little friend Ling Xiao is wondering about my injury, right? I made a few laughs. Before, someone from the five-color altar entered the prehistoric Secret Realm and pretended to be a member of the Dragon Clan. The old man ignored him and was injured by him!"

Zi Fenglie saw the doubt in Ling Xiao's eyes and smiled indifferently.

"Who would dare to pretend to be a member of my Dragon Race?"

Long Aotian asked.

"What a coincidence! Your Majesty Long Jun, that person calls himself Long Aotian!"

Zi Fenglie looked at Long Aotian and said slowly.

"what?!"

At this time, Long Aotian finally knew why the people of the Purple Moon God Race had shown hostility towards him.

Ling Xiao and the others also showed a strange look in their eyes.

Long Ao's weather was about to scold his mother, which bastard dared to impersonate his name.

"Asshole, if you let me know who dared to impersonate me, I will kill him!".

Long Ao Weather had to curse.

Ling Xiao suddenly moved in his heart and said to Zi Fenglie: "Elder, what does the person who claims to be Long Aotian look like?"