The high-pitched dragon roar seemed to echo in the ears, and the hovering dragon seemed to be surrounded by an inexplicable aura, as if it was about to revive.
The strange barrier also rose again, blocking the outside world from prying into what was going on inside.
However, after Murong Wu's accident, it had not fully recovered at this time, and there was still only a thin layer left, faintly shining.
Emperor Jueshang wore a silver robe and stood alone.
The ink color lingered, and the stone pillars stood tall, supporting the roof of the palace.
Under this tall ink color, he looked so small, but so conspicuous, making it impossible to ignore.
He was wearing an imperial aura and domineering iron blood, hovering in this dark space.
Ouch The sound was unreal and unreal, and it was impossible to tell whether it was an illusion or reality.
The Canglong Ring was completely dim at this time, as if its soul had been sucked out, and it no longer had the previous momentum.
The stone dragon eyes were born, and they seemed to have spiritual consciousness.
The entire hall was enveloped by a powerful aura.
Emperor Jueshang stood there, with an incomprehensible look in his deep pupils, but his whole aura was even more terrifying.
There was faint power wandering on the ink board, forming a formation of its own, hovering under his feet.
The powerful elements in the surrounding air are constantly flowing, creating a wind of its own, and the cold robe floats gently.
The cold mark between his eyebrows was now even more glazed with cold light, like a sharp arrow, and his dominance became even more compelling.
Suddenly, a white, illusory and huge dragon broke free from the sculptured dragon on the stone pillar.
The illusory huge figure was like the soul of the dragon, illusory and illusory, but it could be seen clearly.
The phantom wanders around, and just a shadow makes people feel the powerful power hidden in it.
However, when he saw Emperor Jueshang, his contemptuous eyes showed more respect, and he lowered his noble head.
Di Jueshang seemed to have seen his subordinate, his dark eyes were emotionless, and his iron-blooded coldness made people's hearts tremble.
His hand randomly turned into a talisman in the air and flew towards the dragon shape in the void.
The dragon's eyes in the virtual image were frightened, but they did not dare to dodge.
The virtual image trembled slightly, afraid of the talisman, but allowed the talisman to enlarge infinitely and completely cover itself. hiss A sound similar to that of fire burning grease sounded.
After the huge dragon shape was covered by the talisman, the shadow suddenly twisted, with shock and pain in his eyes, a painful struggle, and a hollow roar that filled people's hearts.
The huge figure continued to shrink, and the originally transparent body became more and more blurred, slowly shrinking into a wisp of smoke as if being refined.
Then the green smoke floated in the endless ink, like a will-o'-the-wisp, making it even more gloomy.
Di Jueshang raised his hand, and the lifeless Canglong Ring appeared again, with dots of glitter on it and the slightest breath surrounding it.
The silver sleeves flickered, and the wisp of green smoke in the air seemed to be guided, going in the direction of his hand, and gradually merged into the ring that had lost its luster.
In an instant, the domineering power reappeared The lifeless Canglong Ring now sees its self-centeredness.
Emperor Jueshang no longer looked at the surrounding formations, and retracted his hand.
His aura was restrained, but he still exuded terrifying power.
This was the king.
All around, the nine ink pillars seemed to have lost some powerful aura.
The complex patterns on the stone pillars were now eclipsed, and the coiled dragon pillar in the middle seemed to have lost all its aura.
It originally exuded a powerful aura.
The huge dragon body of the breath has lost its vitality at this time, and it no longer has the previous channeling.
The air slowly returned to calm, and the various power elements it carried gradually disappeared.
Li Mu glanced around casually, his handsome face still cold, and turned around to go out.
The barrier was slowly removed, and there was no deadly pursuit like when Murong Wu was stopped before.
Di Jueshang turned around and walked out
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