"Playing god and acting like a ghost!" Bing Wuya narrowed his eyes. Even though he realized that Lu Xiaotian's strength was unfathomable and that this trip to the dragon tomb would likely end in a failed venture with unpredictable consequences, when things came to a head, Bing Wuya had no other method besides fighting to the death. Having cultivated to his level, how could he easily surrender?
"Whether I'm playing god and acting like a ghost, you'll find out very soon." On the side of the Dragon-Rearing Heavenly Soul Liquid, Lu Xiaotian casually waved his hand, and thousands of dragons, possessing an aura that even ordinary hundreds of thousands of immortal troops lacked, charged directly outward.
The Six-Eyed Qilin King could not help staring in astonishment. He had originally only thought that Lu Xiaotian possessed a spatial-type treasure that might lead to some secret realm, and that the black dragon had come from this realm, but who would have thought that Lu Xiaotian actually controlled such a formidable dragon army? A dragon army with such momentum probably couldn't be mustered by the entire Four Seas Dragon Palaces combined.
It was not to say that the number of dragons in the Four Seas Dragon Palaces was not this large, but rather that the fighting spirit of those dragons had long since been crushed. Whether it was their fighting spirit or the cultivation techniques and strength they practiced, they were all far from being comparable to the dragons before him.
"Six-Eyed Qilin King, go on in. As for the Buddhist inheritance you want to see, I will let you see it. Before I break through to the Golden Immortal realm, from the dragon tomb to the Dragon-Rearing Glow region, I cannot allow any existence that threatens me to remain," Lu Xiaotian said.