Chen Lian entered the Emperor Hills, and a strange thing happened. From the north of the Emperor Hills, where the royal city was located, a giant dragon poked out. The dragon body was huge, and the pointed dragon kiss poked out from the clouds, revealing half of the scales and the huge dragon head as big as a hill.

On it, a pair of wings grew, which were smooth and shiny, and the white clouds were dispelled with a gentle wave.

The wide eye sockets shot out like a bucket, scanning everything in Diqiu. The huge pressure made the two mammoths in the caravan crawl on the ground and tremble.

Chen Lian looked out the window and saw clearly that this giant dragon was the legendary Yinglong.

It was a winged dragon. It was recorded that "the dragon is a ceratops for five hundred years, and a thousand years is Yinglong." Of course, this is not the case. The real Yinglong cannot be achieved by practicing for a thousand years. Moreover, Yinglong is much stronger than the ceratops. At least now Shen Lian will treat it as a character of the same level.

Yinglong swept across the entire Emperor Qiu, and seemed to find nothing. He slowly shrank and the female was lying in the royal city.

The merchants talked about Yinglong, which was the Daxia national protected beast. The divine dragon that had lived for a long time. According to legend, it is as powerful as the King of Xia, and even if the royal family members see it, they will salute.

I don't know what foreign object alarmed him today.

Chen Lian knew that although he had restrained his breath, the instinct of Yinglong made it feel the invasion of a powerful existence, so it emerged.

This is not surprising. Even the most ordinary people will be alarmed when others break into the alert area around him.

Shenlian can isolate the breath, but cannot cut off Yinglong's instinct.

Fortunately, he didn't want to cause trouble, so Yinglong didn't find him.

Perhaps because even Yinglong had nothing to find, Daxia did not send anyone to guard the surroundings. This is also the courage of King Xia. No matter who you are, he will not be afraid.

Because this is Diqiu, the leaders of the twelve nobles are all here, and they all have the ability to reach the sky and the earth.

However, Chen Lian still felt that divine thoughts swept across the city from time to time. There was one thing he was surprised that those divine thoughts masters were very powerful, but their divine thoughts were not strong. The details were much worse than those of Taoist elders.

A truly brilliant practice will become more comprehensive as you go. No matter how Taoism or Buddha comes, you will naturally cultivate both life and life. Even if you have shortcomings, there will be no big gap.

And the masters of these auras can be regarded as weaknesses based on their divine thoughts.

A businessman came to Chen Lian and said, "If you want to submit a letter of state, you have to go to the mansion of the Daxing Order of the Dongcheng City. The matters of foreign vassals entering the court are under the Daxing Order. I have told you before that you only brought a letter of state, and it is difficult to get started without a tribute."

Chen Lianhui smiled and said, "I will prepare the tribute gifts naturally. Thank you for your reminder."

The merchant saw that there was nothing in his hand, shook his head. If Chen Qing had not paid a lot of money in advance and asked him, he would have been too lazy to care about Shenling. After all, Chen Qing had learned from Zu Jia, and although he was not even a registered disciple, he had some friendship in it.

Zu Jia was a royal family of the Shang Dynasty and the nephew of Tian Yi. He once hid in a caravan and traveled around the world.

Chen Qing was fortunate to receive Zu Jia's guidance, otherwise ordinary businessmen would not know about her knowledge.

When Chen Lian left the caravan, a young man appeared. He carried a wide long sword, made of bronze, and mixed with other metals.

He kept his eyes deep and refined for a long time until he disappeared into his eyes.

The merchant said, "Wu Ding, why did you care about the little prince of Xiliang Kingdom at this time? He stayed in the caravan for a long time, but you had never dealt with him."

The young man named Wu Ding said, "Yi Gui, didn't you find him special?"

The merchant is called Yi Gui, and he has no surname. Yi means he is the second son in the family. Gui means he is very smart. Yi Gui said: "He is indeed a special person, but you can also see that his aura is very ordinary. He is not a Qi training man, nor does he have special bloodlines."

"But on this far road, you can see that he had panic. He often looked at the scene outside, but there was no novel expression. He was very calm from beginning to end, and calmly reminded me of someone." Wu Ding said slowly.

"Who do you look like?" Yi Gui didn't notice these details. He only felt that the little prince in Xiliang City was very quiet and peaceful, but a big black tiger was following him, which seemed inconsistent.

Wu Ding stopped talking, and a figure appeared silently in his heart. That person was a little taller than an ordinary person. He was not handsome, but he was not ugly. He was always plain and gentle. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that could stump him, and there was nothing he could not solve.

He has force that is comparable to King Xia, and has never shown any performance, and he does not like to show his courage and strength like King Xia.

King Xia compared himself to the sun in the sky, and wanted to spread his majesty to every corner of the earth like the sun's brilliance. Therefore, the prison established by King Xia is also very interesting. It is a high platform, standing in the square of the royal city, and everyone entering the royal city can see it.

A magic array for sacrificing the sun was set up on all sides, and endless sun fire gathered to burn the cloud platform.

The temperature above is said to melt even if the essence iron from hundreds of refinings is thrown into it.

This high platform is called Xiatai, which was created in a short time by the King of Xia himself. The fine pattern carvings on the Xiatai were made only by thousands of slaves who could carve it.

There was a man imprisoned on the Xia platform. He looked like he was thirty years old. He looked carefully and felt that he was 20 years old. But his eyes were deep, as if he had wisdom accumulated for thousands of years.

The guards around him dared not look at Xia Tai. The man's clothes had already turned into ashes and his flesh was red. His black hair was still not lit, and he just looked a little charred.

"Zi Lu, the king admires you very much. As long as you admit your mistakes to him sincerely and no longer be so reckless, the king will let you leave the Xia platform." A loud voice spread to Taichung through the raging sun fire around the Xia platform, and also made the men inside hear it clearly.

Zi is the surname and Lu is the name. Zi Lu is Tianyi, the king of the Shang Dynasty, and perhaps the most powerful person in the Shang Dynasty.

The true fire of the sun in Xiatai can burn any of Xuanzhen's seven sons alive, but Tian Yi has been here for half a year. It seems that he will not be able to do anything in another half a year.

Tian Yi did not ignore the person's question, but said, "What's wrong with Yinglong? It often slept for decades. Even if the sky thunder hit it, it would not wake up, but suddenly moved just now. Could it be that some great existence has entered the Diqiu?"

"Zi Lu, no one can save you. Only by getting the king's forgiveness can you leave Xiatai. Even if some powerful figure enters Diqiu, it is impossible for you to have a chance to escape. As the king's subject, it is nothing to admit your mistake."

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!