The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Chapter 457: Traitor of the Holy Palace, Lord of the Southern Territory!

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This strange beast has reached thousands of miles in an instant, and I don't know how many mountains and rivers it has traversed.

After half an hour, it finally stopped.

It's right in front.

Rumble!

Even though it is as powerful as this sacred animal, it trembled and shocked!

It raised its head and saw the sky broken.

The vast expanse of millions of miles of sky, like porcelain, cracked countless traces, suddenly, all of them shattered.

In a trance, among the countless broken traces of porcelain, there seemed to be countless immortal and powerful people, all of them shattered and fell one after another.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely violent bell sounded through nine days and ten places.

Holy Palace Gathering Bell!

"The sky is crying blood, the king is dead, the group of demons is in chaos!"

The meaning of the bell is conveyed instantly.

This divine beast suddenly felt shocked in his heart.

The strong shocking emotion in it made Zhuang Ming who was attached to the divine beast feel extremely clear at this moment.

The ringing of the spirit gathering bell represents the danger of overthrowing the Holy Palace.

This bell is a divine tool to gather the eight spirits of the holy palace.

The beast looked up to the sky and roared, shaking in all directions, and the mountains crumbled.

It rose into the sky and went straight to the holy palace.

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"Meet the Spirit King!"

All the demons in all directions, all of them are terrified and respectful.

This sacred beast looked down on all directions, roared, and said, "The King Fan is located in the Eastern Region, above the true mystery, and rush to the Holy Palace to suppress the rebellion!"

All the monsters in all directions responded with a voice.

He saw the endless light, heading towards the holy palace.

This divine beast, called the Spirit King, went straight to the holy palace.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, there seemed to be a large stretch of palaces in front of them, which seemed to traverse between the heavens and the earth.

"This……"

Zhuang Ming was shocked.

He saw a very familiar figure.

There was a thought that made him feel extremely complicated.

This is an instinctive emotion derived from blood.

Right in front, in the most central palace.

There is a huge real dragon, entrenched.

Looking at it from a distance, the real dragon had already occupied half of the sky. It was huge, with scales, like a mountain.

That is the Primordial True Dragon he saw in the bloodline inheritance!

One of the Eight Spirits of the Holy Palace! Lord of the Southern Territory!

But such a powerful existence was already scarred, the scales fell off, and a corner was broken.

Its eyes are filled with exhaustion.

But the look in its eyes is still unpredictable.

In its eyes, there is immense majesty.

"Beiling! You dare to rebel!"

This divine beast, known as the Spirit King, roared abruptly and pressed it in an instant.

The Holy Palace’s Spirit Gathering Bell gathers the Holy Palace’s Eight Spirits!

But the root of the chaos is also among the Eight Spirits!

The bell of the spirit gathering was ringing, and it was not the eight divine beasts that called, but the other divine beasts that did not rebel!

This spirit king mythical beast headed straight to the holy palace.

Hundreds of millions of monsters, countless, extremely powerful, like a wave.

The Spirit King took a step forward, his minions probed, swept and killed tens of thousands of great monsters, and they were all destroyed.

It went forward, greeted the other sacred beasts, and helped the lord of the Southern Territory who guarded the Holy Palace.

But in this moment, it was fighting with the chaotic beast ahead.

Behind him came an extremely loud sound, shaking the world and spreading for hundreds of millions of miles.

The spirit king was shocked and turned to look.

I saw the Primordial Azure Dragon entrenched in the center of the Sacred Palace, the lord of the Southern Territory, one of the eight spirits of the Sacred Palace.

Just listening to the bang, the entire holy palace was crushed into countless ashes under the giant dragon body of the lord of the southern region.

And this lord of the Southern Territory, in the deep eyes, was shrouded in extremely crazy blood.

The beasts such as Bei Ling in front of them all pressed over.

In the rear, the dragon claws of the lord of the Southern Territory pierced the void and tore off the half of the spirit king beast.

"Nan Ling! Do you dare to betray the Holy Palace?"

Among the ruins of the holy palace, a voice, madly roaring, is the image of the holy palace ringing the bell of the soul, Yun Shejun.

And the ancient true dragon, the vicissitudes of life and deep voice, resounded between the world.

"This deity must destroy all creatures of heaven and earth today!"

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And in the foggy sea area.

The woman in white stood on an island.

The island is only three or four miles away.

There was a great demon inhabited previously.

But she was swallowed by the toad beside her in one bite.

And on the island, there are no other creatures...Of course, if this stone statue is not a creature.

"The writing of the holy palace has fallen into such a field."

The woman in white looked at the stone statue in front of her.

The stone statue in front of me resembles a person.

But it has only half of its body, from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, it seems to be torn off.

And its body is no different from the surrounding rocks in material.

"Yun She-jun, since you are awake, why don't you come to visit this palace?"

"It's you..." The stone statue with only the upper body seemed to have opened his eyes, with vicissitudes of sight.

"This palace has fallen asleep since ancient times. Once I woke up, the vicissitudes of life, the old people are gone." The white-clothed woman said in a deep voice: "The Holy Palace in Dongzhou has been completely destroyed. The once powerful existence has disappeared. The cultivator, whether it is a human or a demon, can't resist the erosion of the years...Now, there are only traces of you."

"When I wake up, I will die too." Yun Shejun responded.

"Our palace has a way to treat injuries." The woman in white responded.

"I abandon my real body, attach the road to the rock, and sleep for countless years, just to wait for the opening of the heavenly gate in the future. When I wake up at this moment, I can't support the washing of the years." Yun Shejun said in a low voice: "It was not the injury that killed me. , But years."

"..." The white-clothed woman fell silent, time is an invisible edge, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot reverse the trauma of time.

"You wake me up, what do you want to ask?" Yun Shejun asked~www.wuxiahere.com~Bold! "The golden toad jumped out and shouted: "How dare you be rude to the princess?" "

"The dying person, even if the king of the holy palace comes back to life, how can he come to this seat?" Yun Shejun asked.

"My palace asks you, why is the ancient catastrophe?" the woman in white responded.

"I don't know." Yun Shejun said.

"I don't know?" The woman in white was suddenly angry.

"The holy king ascends to the sky, and within two days, he will fall." Yun Shejun said in a low voice: "There is no peaceful place in the heavens and in the world. My Dongzhou Holy Palace suddenly rebelled, and the Eight Spirits rebelled against the Six Spirits... There are countless creatures that have died in it. Who can know the truth? I was so ignorant that I fell into the ancient world."

"..." The white-clothed woman paused and said, "So the demise of the Holy Palace?"

"Lord of the Southern Territory!" Yun Shejun said angrily: "It is it! Destroyed the Holy Palace!"

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