A huge palace faintly appeared in front of him.
It was the destination of this trip, the Purple Cloud Palace.
At this moment, many living beings had already arrived in front of this ancient and grand hall.
However, the palace doors were tightly shut. Many Almighties could only wait outside the Purple Cloud Palace and chat with each other.
Clang, clang, clang!
The people who were talking to each other suddenly heard the sound of metal clashing. They all looked up.
However, when he took a look, his eyes widened.
Just who was this guy who could cross the primordial chaos with his fleshly body?
No way, he was only a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal?!
Despite being the center of attention, Ao Long's expression was extremely calm.
He waved the paper fan and rushed out of the chaos like a graceful young master, slowly landing in front of the Purple Cloud Palace.
After landing, Ao Long took the lead and led the Ancestral Dragon, Zhulong, and a few other dragon cultivators to the Purple Cloud Palace.
Then, they sat down in a row.
"Just who is this divine being?"
"His physical strength is probably not much weaker than my ancestor's!”
Among the many cultivators, there were twelve extremely powerful figures that emitted an extremely strong pressure, making the surrounding cultivators not dare to approach. They were the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
"That's not right. I'm afraid he's already infinitely close to our Ancestral Magus? Could this person also be a Shaman?"
Among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu looked at Ao Long. Her usually calm expression revealed a rare curiosity and surprise.
Although the Sorcerer Tribe was called barbarians, there was no doubt that they liked living beings with strong bodies!
"Little sister, don't forget that he's still a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal. His physical strength has already reached our level. If he reaches the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm…Hehe, I can't imagine it!”
Zhurong's body was surrounded by flames. It opened its mouth wide and looked at Ao Long with eagerness.
"Big brother, I'm afraid only the Shamans can compare to such an abnormal physical strength, right?”
Goddess Nvywa whispered to Fuxi among the cultivators of the Untainted Land. Her eyes were filled with surprise.
"The Primordial World is vast and boundless. We only live in a very small area. People with such physical strength are everywhere. It's not surprising!”
Even so, Fuxi looked at Ao Long with curiosity.
"Big brother, why do these guys look so unfamiliar?”
In the distance, a young man in a scarlet-gold python robe who was surrounded by a group of demons asked a middle-aged man who was dressed like him.
The two men who looked similar were none other than the innate three-legged Golden Crows born from the sun star formed by Pangu's right eye.
Dijun and the Taiyi Brothers!
"That's right. He does look very unfamiliar. However, from the aura that he is emitting, he seems to be from the Demon Race!”
Emperor Jun looked at Ao Long and the others who were sitting at the gate of Zixiao Palace and said thoughtfully.
"Emperor Jun, Fellow Daoist Taiyi, I know this group of people!”
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black robe walked over and said.
"Why do you recognize them, Fellow Daoist Kun Peng?”
Not bad.
This black-robed middle-aged man was the Kun Peng Patriarch, who was born in the North Sea!
"Yes, they are one of the three innate races, the dragon race!”
Hiss…
Hearing this, Emperor Jun and Taiyi gasped.
They had transformed before the battle between Daoists and Demons, during the great battle between the phoenix and the qilin.
Therefore, he knew quite a bit about the three innate clans.
Back then, it was precisely because the dragon race suddenly withdrew from the three-race hegemony that it became a two-race hegemony.
However, the dragon race was extremely mysterious. Ever since they retired, they had never shown their faces in the Primordial World.
As a result, these Primordial Connate mighty figures knew very little.
The reason why Kun Peng knew the Dragon Clan was that his nest had been driven out of the North Sea by the Dragon Clan. As a result, he had gone to the depths of the North Sea and dared not show his face.
Even so, Kun Peng did not dare to take revenge. After all, the dragon clan's patriarch, Zu Long, was a figure from the same era as Hongjun.
It was very likely to be a Quasi-Sage Almighty, so he did not dare to act rashly.
"Brother Zhenyuan, look, the Three Pure Ones are standing there, and they actually show fear towards the Dragon Clan. It's really strange!”
Not far away, Zhen Yuan Zi and Hongyun were talking in a low voice.
"Although the Three Pure Ones are a little arrogant, they shouldn't cause trouble, right?”
At this moment, Zhenyuanzi was also puzzled.
In particular, the complicated look of hatred and fear in the eyes of the Primeval Daoist seemed to indicate that something unpleasant had happened between the Three Pure Ones and the Dragon Clan.
However, this had nothing to do with him. He quickly looked away and ignored the matter.
Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and Zhenyuanzi were looking at Ao Long, and so was Ao Long.
That was Emperor Jun, Taiyi, the future emperor of the Demon Tribe. He could make some plans.
Well, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked like a big idiot, which attracted a lot of attention. However, the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu was not bad and was worth befriending!
The Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West, who were formed by a wisp of Yin and Yang Qi, looked dignified and elegant. They looked good, but unfortunately, their lives were a little short!
Although Ancestor Red Cloud had a cheerful personality and was known as a good person, it was because of this that he had caused a huge disaster!
Zhenyuanzi felt it was a pity. However, his Ginseng Fruit Tree was not bad. Why not help him?
Nüwa was a good choice. He could date her for a while. Hmm, then let her have a seat!
Eh, a beauty. F * ck, she's too beautiful. I like her!
Was that the Yin Goddess, Xi and Chang Xi? They were indeed beautiful. If he married them, tsk tsk…
Ancestral Dragon's forehead was filled with black lines, and his face twitched crazily.
Originally, the first few thoughts made the Ancestral Dragon instantly put 120% of his thoughts into mind and remember the people that Ao Long pointed out one by one.
This was because this might be the person who would affect the future of the dragon clan. He could not afford to be careless.
Furthermore, because of Daoist Three Purities, he was very much looking forward to seeing what sort of scheme Ao Long had up his sleeve.
Ao Long had mentioned these people one by one. Could they be laying the foundation for the Three Pure Ones?
However, this kid's brain was too…
However, because of this, the Ancestral Dragon felt that he could put in some effort in this aspect.
"My son, do you like any of these little fellows? Father will propose marriage for you!”
The Ancestral Dragon suddenly turned his head and smiled at Ao Long.
F * ck, I was wondering why the old man was looking around, and he even specifically looked at female cultivators. So the drunk man's intentions were not the wine!
Hurry up, I want that Xi and Chang Xi, and hurry up, otherwise it will be too late!
Hmm?
This kid's reaction was so big?
"That, Imperial Father, I'm still young. Isn't it a little too early to get married now?”
Ao Long said shyly.
Damn it…I almost believed it!
Fortunately, I can hear your heart.
Haha…
The Ancestral Dragon immediately burst into laughter, causing all the mighty figures present to look at him.
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