The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

The boundless years.

Twenty years.

He lived deep in the Yin Mountains and never came out of the world. Fishing by the pond was not just for sharpening his mind.

He is waiting for the real dragon!

Break through the void and roam the world.

According to the legendary records, only immortal gods who cast tripod series are qualified to do things.

Moreover, even the Immortal God Zhuding, if lost in the turbulent flow of the void, is extremely dangerous. Even in some ancient records that survived from the ancient times, there are many examples of the Immortal Zhuding falling into the void.

This time, the real dragon broke through the void, ventured into the turbulent flow of the void, and took his own body as a guiding light, barely crossing the vast void and crossing the border.

"Based on this, it is not the immortal god who casts the cauldron who is qualified to shatter the void, but the ordinary monks of the peak true mystery, who cannot shatter the void."

"Just like the ancient existence that shattered the void and involved me in the turbulent flow of the void, it is also subject to the Heavenly Gate, and its mana is limited to the scope of the Zhenxuan Nine Seals. understanding, you can break the void."

"The talent of the real dragon is unique. The eighth realm of Zhenxuan can be compared to the peak of Zhenxuan. The cultivation base of thousands of feet is already higher than the world's understanding of the Zhenxuan Nine Seals."

"At the beginning, I was in the eighth realm of Zhenxuan, and my body was nine hundred feet long, plus my eighth seal of Zhenxuan in Jusheng Mountain was far superior to the same realm. With the superposition of the two, the peak Zhenxuan is no match for me."

"Now with a thousand-foot-long body and the eighth seal of Zhenxuan, it is stronger than before, so it can shatter the void."

"If so, I am in the ninth realm of Zhenxuan, with a long body of thousands of feet, and add the ninth seal of Zhenxuan of Jusheng Mountain?"

"At this level, can you stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhuding Immortal God?"

"Maybe I can't stand side by side with the fairy god who cast the tripod, but at that time, how much gap will there be between me and the fairy god who cast the tripod?"

Thinking of this, Zhuang Ming felt a strange turmoil in his heart, but his expression remained calm. He waved his hand, and the mana seemed soft like a breeze.

The white fox trembling on the ground suddenly felt like a spring breeze, and the panic in his heart gradually calmed down.

But the white fox, who had calmed down a little, was still shocked and terrified in his heart. Although the panic from just now had been calmed down a lot under the master's magic power, the throbbing in his eyes was hard to dispel.

Perhaps today's shock and the horror brought about will hardly disappear in the long years to come.

It took a deep breath, and with a light leap, it transformed into a girl in white. She had a delicate face, but her face was a little timid compared to before.

She looked at her husband with increasingly complicated eyes.

What is the origin of the gentleman in front of you?

And what is the origin of the real dragon that was born out of thin air from the lake just now?

The real dragon frightened all directions and was extremely majestic, but Mr. was able to swallow the thousand-foot real dragon's body into his belly in one gulp.

What kind of supernatural power is this?

How much stronger is today's gentleman compared to before?

Is Mr. still the same Mr. before?

After getting along for more than 20 years, she thought that she and her husband were already close friends.

But Mr., who was extremely mysterious in the past, now seems even more unfathomable.

This inevitably made her feel strange, and there was also a sense of alienation born of the awe born in an instant.

"Let's go."

Holding the little red fox in his left hand, Zhuang Ming glanced at the girl in white and smiled slightly, still as friendly as ever.

He moved smoothly, and the huge herring that dared not move in the pit over there was instantly imprisoned by his magic power.

"I said before that if the fish in this pond is stronger than you, eating a mouthful of its flesh is like drinking a mouthful of spiritual spring, then the time has come."

"Today's time has come, but now it seems that you, girl, have no appetite."

"So let's let it go."

The mana was like a cage, lifting the huge herring out of thin air.

That huge herring had also refined the demon pill, its magic power was strong, and its physique was not weak, but it didn't dare to resist at all.

The reason why the fish, shrimp, turtles and turtles in the lake can gradually open up their spiritual wisdom, gradually understand how to practice, and gradually become stronger, from a ray of monster energy to comparable to Dao Seal, to now comparable to a great demon, is because of Longwei's long-term erosion.

The thousand-foot real dragon, relying on its physique and vast mana stronger than any peak Zhenxuan in the world, wandered in the turbulent void. Although it was also injured by the turbulent void, it had a clear direction and came towards the human body.

The closer it is to this world.

The closer you are to your body.

The invisible Longwei's influence became more and more obvious.

As a result, the fish, shrimp, turtles and turtles in this lake are gradually affected and become stronger just like the flowers, plants, trees and creatures in the mountain and sea world. .

He threw the herring back into the lake.

Then he carried the little red fox and walked towards the valley of the fox clan.

The white fox girl was still in a daze.

After Zhuang Ming walked more than ten steps, he stopped, turned his head to look over, and said softly, "Why don't you go quickly?"

This urging made her wake up in a daze, and hurriedly followed.

And in her heart, besides awe and throbbing, there was also a faint excitement.

The time for the fox family to change their destiny is today!

At the beginning, she couldn't understand why the fish in the pond were connected with the fate of the fox clan.

At the beginning, she couldn't understand why Mr., who couldn't even deal with the wolf king, took back the spirit spring of the fox clan from Ziyan Temple?

After all, when the fox clan was in crisis, the old gentleman could only rely on his wisdom to formulate a decision to drive away tigers and wolves. To deal with the wolf king of the Sixth Realm of True Profound Realm.

This is also leading the wolf into the house, creating a new dilemma.

Amid doubts and expectations, a full twenty years have passed.

Today, she finally understands!

Mr. Fishing is not fishing, but dragon fishing!

The real dragon appeared in the world and was swallowed by Mr., and Mr. became extremely powerful.

How powerful can it be?

She doesn't know.

But that thousand-foot real dragon is already extremely powerful.

Perhaps even the master of Ziyan temple will not be the opponent of the real dragon.

So what about today's Mr.

She took a deep breath, her eyes brightened.

——

Within the Yin Mountain.

The light flickered.

All parties roared and chanted, birds and beasts, monsters and monsters, kings of all parties appeared one after another, competing for the blood essence of the dragon clan.

There are also some people who are curious or have ulterior motives, rushing towards the place where the real dragon landed just now.

However, in the fox valley, this is the place where the majesty of the real dragon is most clearly felt.

At this moment, within the Fox Clan, no matter whether it is the Great Elder of the True Profound Realm or the Great Demon of the Golden Core Realm, they are still in shock and fear, unable to recover for a long time.

Even if the real dragon lands and disappears, Long Wei will also restrain itself.

But the turmoil in his heart still cannot be calmed down.

Until the direction where the real dragon landed just now.

The Taniguchi of the Fox Clan.

A figure in white was walking slowly.

Understatement, stroll in the garden.

"Where is the white eagle?"

I could only hear this voice, which sounded softly, calm and indifferent, without any murderous intent or chill.

But as soon as his voice fell, his perception had already noticed the white eagle.

So he looked past the Great Elder of the Fox Clan and looked at the white eagle on the edge of the valley.

Then he stretched out his hand slightly, and photographed the white eagle.