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Murong Chen's voice echoed in Wolong Valley... "It seems that he is really dead!"

Murong Chen was a little disappointed.

The black giant tiger definitely has an armor on its body! Otherwise, how could a level five monster withstand the power of his Ancestral Dragon Sword?

"Forget it!"

Murong Chen jumped and jumped off the altar! He was about to leave! The rumbling sound! The earth was trembling.

"Who did you say died!?"

The old and cold voice of the ancient dragon in Taixu came out.

The entrance of Wolong Valley was occupied by a huge dragon head! The Taixu Ancient Dragon crawled out and soared in the air! In the sky, there was an endless phantom of the Taixu Ancient Dragon's body... "I am now at the third level of the Zhenwu Realm, I'm here!"

Murong Chen said.

"Well! You have been waiting at the mouth of Wolong Valley for three days and three nights, and you are very sincere! You can pass on a skill to you!"

The ancient dragon of Taixu is high above, and Murong Chen, looking down at him, is like the heavenly words. The dragon clan is majestic and inviolable, and the dragon power is vast.

The martial arts of the ancient dragon in Taixu must be very, very defiant! "Okay!"

Murong Chen spread the wings of the dragon and soared into the sky.

Ah! Taixu Ancient Dragon sneezes, "This technique is called [Hongmeng Ba Tian Jue]!"
Chapter completed!