Two Thousand Four Hundred and Forty-Six Enter the Channel

【The latest chapter of Dragon King Legend】

In the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan.

The seven secret keys of the fairy palace turned into divine birds connected tail to tail, rotating non-stop.

The pitch-black black hole in the circle and the faint space-time fluctuations have already made the people present feel that there is the fairy palace passage!

But Gui guessed that in front of this passage, the fanatical group of people became cautious instead.

Space-time channel!

This is a space-time channel, who knows where it leads, there are too many accidents.

In the Great Thousand World, there are many cracks in time and space, even if the False God is unfortunately involved, it is difficult to escape.

What's more, this group of emperors certainly didn't dare to act rashly.

"Do you want to go in?"

There was an impulse in Qin Ming's heart, and a frenzied flame flashed in his eyes. The wings of time and space were once mastered by the dragon clan, defeating the mighty Black Dragon King.

Qin Ming has a special psychology for Immortal Palace and Wings of Time and Space.

Si Kongshu looked around, and saw Yuan Zhen, Yan Cangming, Wen Renyu and others were all frowning slightly, they were all thinking of a perfect plan, and had no intention of acting rashly.

"Be careful. Although we have the treasure entrusted by the Zijin Dragon Emperor...but we should not expose it too early."

Withdrawing his gaze, Sikong Shu pondered.

The look in Qin Ming's eyes became more and more frenzied, and he said softly: "What are you afraid of? Wealth and honor come from danger. For the Wings of Time and Space, this risk is definitely worth taking. As long as we take the first opportunity, the Wings of Time and Space will definitely be the one in Langzhong!"

The Silver Dragon King persuaded with a dignified expression: "Don't be impulsive, those present, who can guarantee that they have no cards? Let's make a decision and move. There are several people present, but I still can't see through it, alas..."

Hearing the Silver Dragon King sigh, the corners of Qin Mu's mouth twitched, showing some dissatisfaction.

But after all, he calmed down and stopped talking.

When a group of people waited and hesitated, they were already far away from the core area, Jiang He who was with Lin Feng.

When the seven secret keys were connected end to end, he suddenly felt his heart beat faster, and his blood flowed backwards all over his body.

In a trance, his face was frighteningly pale.

So sad!

With a plop, Jiang He knelt on the ground clutching his chest, raised his head and looked into the distance, at the bright circle of light where the secret key turned into a divine bird.

But the vision is blurred and hazy, and I can't see anything clearly.

Is the inheritance key really on me?

Father, what have you done to me? Why didn't you tell me, why didn't you tell me...

"Jianghe, Jianghe!"

Lin Feng beside him was startled, and squatted down to check Jiang He's condition.

Jiang He's consciousness was fuzzy, he only felt extremely weak, and someone seemed to be calling his name in his ear.

The field of vision is full of the bright light of the key explosion, and the pain in the heart is more painful than the pain in the body.

At this moment, no matter how stupid he is, he can guess that the inheritance key is really related to him.

But father, why didn't you tell him?

"Why didn't you tell me..."

In the hazy consciousness, in the blurred field of vision in front of his eyes, a back figure appeared in the vast light.

Under the rendering of the light, the back figure appeared illusory and ethereal.

Behind him was a squinting little one, looking at the mountain-like back with adoring eyes.

"He'er, what do you think is a strong man?"

Xiao BuDian clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Of course only a person like father can be strong!"

His father is Tianlong, a Tianlong admired by everyone in the Shenlong Empire, and a Tianlong who is more powerful than the Zijin Dragon Emperor.

"Am I strong? But this empire has long since rotted to the root, and has become a dog in the hands of others, and I'm just a slightly stronger dog..."

The little boy had a puzzled look on his cute face. He couldn't understand what his father said.

Biting her finger, she couldn't figure out how to think about it, which made that immature face even more cute.

Although his back didn't turn around, he could clearly see his appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"He'er, father is leaving, remember to do your homework well and don't be lazy."

The little boy became nervous for no reason, ran over and hugged the back's leg and said stubbornly: "Why did father leave, Xiao Jianghe forbids father to leave."

"Why? Because father, he has the heart of a strong man...Xiao Jianghe must remember that being strong does not lie in strength, but in heart. If you can understand, one day you will become a heavenly dragon."

After the voice fell, no matter how the little boy called, the figure from his back gradually drifted away in front of his eyes until it disappeared.

The picture is changing.

In Ancestral Dragon City, a group of teenagers surrounded the little one, hitting him with both fists and kicks.

"Little bastard, you stole from Young Master Qin again."

"Let you steal, let you steal, beat you to death!"

"Sure enough, you are a lowly miscellaneous dragon. I don't know why you live in Ancestral Dragon City."

The little one curled up on the ground had a bruised nose and a swollen face, but he held the knife in his arms tightly and refused to let go.

Gritting his teeth, his eyes were moist but no tears fell, and he said stubbornly: "I'm not a thief, I'm not a thief, this is my father's knife, it was given to me by my father."

"Hahaha, your father is a sinner!"

"Everything he has has been confiscated, and now it belongs to Young Master Qin Ming."

"Your father overestimated his capabilities and wanted to conspire against Zijin Dragon Emperor. It is a gift from the Qin family to save your life!"

"I forbid you to say that my father is Tianlong, Tianlong!"

The little dot on the ground exploded suddenly, with a crazy and ferocious expression, knocking all the surrounding teenagers back.

Boom!

But just after taking two steps, the whole person flew upside down, with a footprint on his face and nosebleeds.

The young Qin Ming appeared and said calmly: "Little Miscellaneous Dragon, you can keep this broken knife. I have a lot of treasures. If you dare to steal things in the future, it will not be as simple as beating you up."

"Bitch."

"Waste miscellaneous dragon."

"Where did the face come from, and we, the blood of the dragon, stayed in the Ancestral Dragon City."

The teenagers gradually went away, but the ugly words did not disappear.

Xiao BuDian held the knife and looked at the sky, turning a deaf ear to these humiliating words.

He thought in his heart why his father left and why he didn't tell him anything.

In a blink of an eye, the little boy turned into Jiang He, holding the knife and looking at Zulong City behind him.

With a firm and stubborn gaze, he clenched his fist with his right hand and said in a deep voice, "I must find you, and I want to ask you face to face, why!"

And without looking back, he left Ancestral Dragon City directly.

Lin Feng was a little helpless. After Jiang He fell, he began to talk nonsense, saying why from time to time.

"There are so many reasons...you are dying."

Now how to do?

Lin Feng was at a loss as to what to do, Jiang He's situation was unheard of, his blood was flowing backwards, his spirit was in disorder, and his seal was reversed, yet he was still alive.

Lin Feng, who is proficient in the way of death, couldn't understand the weird situation.

Just when he was at a loss, Lin Feng's face changed slightly, and he saw a faint light blooming from Jiang He's chest.

After a while, the whole body is expanded, and the whole body is a little blurred.

"What the hell?"

Lin Feng bent down, wanting to check it out, but he knew that he had just put his hands on Jiang He's body.

Without warning, the two just disappeared.

Click!

At the same time, inside the aperture formed by the key, the black hole suddenly shattered.

Looking inside the circle, there is a world inside, a palace that is crystal clear like beautiful jade and exudes a fairy spirit, looming.

Among the clouds and mist, the palace is ethereal and dusty, attracting people's yearning.

"Piaomiao Immortal Palace!"

Yan Cangming, Silver Dragon King and others couldn't hold back anymore.

Still want to think about a complete strategy, just to be cautious, this opportunity to enter the Immortal Palace will be taken by others.

Whoosh whoosh!

For a moment, light and shadows flickered, Yuan Zhen, Yan Cangming and the others used their own means to unleash their wonderful movements and flew towards the passage.

On the back of the Demon Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen was thoughtful, not sure.

"Is it really Asgard?"

It's a pity that the Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor had no choice but to erase all of his memories of the Immortal Palace.

Back then, he was forced to hand over the Wings of Time and Space under the pressure of the Holy Master and his leading powerhouses, even if he didn't want to erase this memory.

Even if it was right in front of his eyes, Xiao Chen couldn't know too many clues.

"This is the Misty Immortal Palace, the Wings of Time and Space, it must be inside."

Beside him, Chu Chaoyun had a firm expression on his face, and got up and was about to fly away.

Xiao Chen said, "Aren't you going to go in with us?"

"Let's talk after we go in."

Chu Chaoyun paused slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally stayed.

"Brother, is this person really trustworthy?"

Xiao Suo, who had been healing on the Demon Blood Vulture, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Chu Chaoyun's leaving back and asked.

Hao Kai also looked at Xiao Chen, after all, the two of them didn't know about Chu Chaoyun and Xiao Chen's entanglement in the past.

It is normal to have this question.

Is it credible?

Xiao Chen didn't know, but he knew how to answer this question, and said calmly: "My sword will never strike him first."

Don't say I'm stupid, I'm writing very seriously and with all my heart, and I hope you all feel the sincerity.