The little fox teased again.

"Go and go, don't make a fuss."

Lu Yun pressed the little fox's head and messed up her originally neat long hair, then he slowly closed his eyes.

The little fox and Qing Yu stopped talking, and Lu Yun had already managed his visual body with all his strength.

The Hive Dragon Society is not his purpose, the Qinglong Ancestral Blood is his ultimate goal.

...

Long Die, Long Batian and Lu Yun had already followed a small path to climb the hidden eighth floor of Longkong Mountain.

According to the induction of the dragon butterfly, the blood of the Qinglong ancestral blood should be above the ninth level of Longkong Mountain.

"I didn't expect that you, the little girl, is actually the second...the third largest dragon transformed from Hongmeng!"

Long Die looked at Long Batian beside him and muttered quietly.

"So you are the big dragon in Zijing Mountain. No wonder you always feel that you are a little familiar with it."

Long Batian was also a little unexpected.

Now, Zijing Mountain is the largest dragon in Hongmeng, and the second largest dragon is the "Wanlong Valley", which is controlled by the Immortal Realm.

It is also true that the dragon in Wanlong Valley is not well developed and used countless methods to carefully escape, and eventually became Long Batian and came to Longkong Mountain quietly.

Her purpose is naturally also the blood of the Qinglong ancestral blood.

Long Batian is not well developed, so her strength is naturally far inferior to Long Butterfly. She needs the blood of the Qinglong ancestral blood more urgently than Long Butterfly.

Seeing this Long Batian who is of the same origin as him but is even more miserable than him, Long Die will naturally pull her, so she generously brought Long Batian over.

"How do you know so clearly? You can actually find the way to climb the eighth floor of Longkong Mountain!"

Long Die looked at Long Batian with admiration.

“I came here once a long time ago…”

There was another confusion on Long Batian's little face: "But when did it come, and who brought me, I forgot..."

"careful."

Suddenly, Lu Yun spoke, "There are the ninth-level kings of Longkong Mountain in this eighth floor, don't expose yourself."

Long Batian and Long Die both had Lu Yun's breath-catching talisman and the size and ruyi talisman. Now these three people are countless times smaller than the particles floating in the void.

In places like Longkong Mountain, Lu Yun dared not take it lightly.

Long Die and Long Batian stopped talking. The three of them floated towards the path of the ninth floor of Longkong Mountain according to the map drawn by Longbatian before.

"Lord Dragon!"

Suddenly, a low roar sounded, and in an instant, huge airflows emerged from the void, like a violent storm.

The bodies of Lu Yun and the other two were instantly affected and deviated from their previous route... But at this time, they did not dare to change their direction easily.'

"Do you think the two little girls from Zijing Mountain and Wanlong Valley will come?"

This is a huge red dragon. It is in the form of a dragon. He is full of violent flames, hovering over a huge mountain, and roaring towards the main peak of the eighth floor of Longkong Mountain.

"Maybe they have come, somewhere on this eighth floor, listening to you."

The Dragon Lord of Longkong Mountain is a green-haired boy. He sat cross-legged on the main peak of the eighth floor of Longkong Mountain and said to the red dragon with a smile.

On the eighth floor of Longkong Mountain, there are nine huge peaks in total. A giant dragon hoveres above each peak... plus the Dragon Lord, there are nine ninth-level kings.
Chapter completed!