Under the vast thunderclouds, the strong wind roared.
A true dragon that is a hundred feet long and covered with black gold scales is tearing apart the rolling thunder clouds and traveling over the wild and vast land at an eye-popping speed.
The dragon's body is winding, and every swing creates violent air currents. The dragon's power is mixed with the unique chilling atmosphere of the battlefield, causing all the scattered ferocious beasts on the way to retreat in fear.
At this moment, five people, Ye Xuan, Chu Wan'er, Ji Xueyao, Yan Jiuyou, and Xia Yu, are standing firmly on the broad and flat back of Little Dragon.
Feng Caiyi, on the other hand, was so shocked by the sight in front of her that she almost forgot to breathe. She was currently standing on Little Dragon's huge dragon head like a hill, holding two cold dragon horns tightly with both hands, and her pretty face was filled with shock and confusion.
Dragon!
A genuine Samsung peak dragon!
She had seen Ye Xuan summon the cold and powerful demon emperor Tian Yan before, and she found it incredible.
But now, Ye Xuan casually summoned a true dragon with a more noble bloodline as a mount!?
Ye Xuan... What is his origin?
How could a monk from the imperial dynasty have such terrifying Demon King-level followers?
Could it be that there is an unimaginable supernatural force standing behind him?
"Then White Bone Battle Emperor is the closest, Little Dragon, go at full speed, I will reach White Bone Mountain within three days."
Ye Xuan's voice interrupted Feng Caiyi's random thoughts.
He stood at the junction of the dragon's neck and body, and the identity token in his hand projected a light screen map, which was exactly the terrain of Ancient Battlefield and "Thunder Bone Domain".
The location where White Bone Mountain is located is lit up by an eye-catching skull mark.
The map shows that White Bone Mountain is located on the huge continental fragment called "Thunder Bone Domain" where they are currently located, more than ten thousand miles away from Thunderfall City.
This distance may not be far away in the abundant outside world of Spiritual Qi, but in this Ancient Battlefield with chaotic laws, restrictions everywhere, and unstable spatial structure, traveling has become extremely difficult.
For ordinary imperial monks to control magic weapons, traveling thousands of miles a day is the limit, and they need to always be wary of sudden space cracks and ancient killing formations.
"Hey, don't worry, Master! Everyone, sit still!"
Little Dragon responded angrily, with a hint of excitement in his tone.
For him, flying in this battlefield full of ancient atmosphere seemed to activate the ancient memories in his blood.
He raised his head and let out a high-pitched dragon roar, and the black and golden dragon scales all over his body suddenly burst into brilliant light.
The next moment, his huge body turned into a black-gold lightning that tore through the sky. His speed suddenly increased several times, and he rushed towards the thundering clouds ahead!
"Ah!"
The sudden violent acceleration made Feng Caiyi, who was standing on top of the dragon, scream in surprise and fall backwards involuntarily. Fortunately, Xia Yu behind her had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed her arm, which was able to stabilize her.
"This... this is the speed of a true dragon!?"
Feng Caiyi was still frightened, and the shock in her beautiful eyes was even greater, "It's several times faster than the top emperor-level flying magic weapon in the Holy Land!"
However, an even more incredible scene happened to her.
Ji Xueyao stepped forward, raised his hand slightly, the lines on his fingertips flowed, and silver formations flew out one after another.
"Tsk!"
"Buzz!"
Along the way, there were constant restrictions being annihilated by Formation Pattern from Ji Xueyao, but it never caused any hindrance to the speed of Little Dragon!
Ji Xueyao's formation is so terrifying!?
To break the ancient restrictions, just a thought?
Feng Caiyi no longer knows what words to use to describe his mood at the moment.
This group of people is like a bottomless mystery!
In this way, on the evening of the third day, the afterglow of the setting sun passed through the layers of thunderclouds, dyeing the dead and desolate mountains below with a bit of blood.
White Bone Mountain, arrived.
As the name suggests, the entire mountain range presents a palpitating pallor, with countless huge skeletons piled up!
There are humanoids, animal-shaped ones, and many strange bones that are difficult to identify, which together form this terrifying mountain system that is tens of thousands of feet high and stretches for thousands of miles.
The rich pitch black Death Qi is rolling across the mountains.
Just by getting closer, a chilly breath hit my face.
However, Ye Xuan's eyes were not completely attracted by White Bone Mountain.
His sight penetrated the Death Qi gray fog and landed on the top of the White Bone Mountain main peak.
There, there were already two groups of people, facing each other, suspended in the air!
A group of people were dressed in silver-white sword robes, with breaths as sharp as unsheathed swords. They were the monks of Myriad Sword Holy Land.
The other group wore blue-bottomed cloud-patterned Daoist robes, and their aura was relatively neutral and peaceful, but there was a mystery behind it. They were the team of Donghua Holy Land.
The number of people on both sides is around ten, and the leader is the powerful five-star Imperial Realm Expert!
They were wary of each other, and their qi machines were locked with each other. They had obviously discovered each other, and also discovered the deep cave entrance under White Bone Mountain.
That should be the entrance to White Bone Battle Emperor's lair.
Both sides seem to be weighing the balance, and no one is willing to take the lead in order to avoid being benefited by the other party.
"All general missions will appear simultaneously on the 'Merit Hall' light screens in each ancient city. Not only Thunderfall City can receive them, but also monks in other safe strongholds can receive them."
Seeing this, Feng Caiyi immediately explained in a low voice, "It seems that a monk from a base closer to White Bone Mountain has arrived first. These two teams should be from Wanjian and Donghua Holy Land's teams respectively."
Xia Yu also nodded solemnly. "The leaders are all five-star emperors and can be considered the backbone of their respective holy lands. We..."
He looked at his side. In the late stage of Ye Xuan becoming king, although the three girls were extremely talented, they were only just entering the imperial realm. In addition, Little Dragon, who was at the peak of three stars, was indeed not as strong as any other team on paper, let alone two teams.
"Husband, what do you say?"
Yan Jiuyou, on the other hand, looked excited and gearing up, with fighting spirit burning in his red eyes.
"Master, let me pass! Sweep them away with one tail!"
Little Dragon also made an angry cry to fight, with a fierce light flashing in the dragon's eyes.
Although he is only at the peak of three-star level, with the body of a true dragon and his strong bloodline, he does have the confidence to fight against the five-star emperor level.
"No need."
Ye Xuan shook his head slightly, his eyes calmly sweeping over the two groups of people on the top of the mountain, "It's too troublesome."
Before he finished speaking, in the eyes of Feng Caiyi, Ye Xuan took a step forward, left the dragon's back, and walked away alone, like a falling leaf, with his hands behind his back!