Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

It was also around the time when Mo Yu left the underworld and went to the Nine Heavens.

Dongxuan Great World, Beihai.

A ghostly light streaked across the sky with the aura of Senro.

The speed of this light was extremely fast, spanning countless state capitals, and when someone noticed and looked up, they could only see the clouds that had been separated in the sky, and there was a deep light that lingered for a long time.

There are many cultivation sects in Dongxuanzhou, and the faces of the masters of many sects changed slightly when they saw this galloping retreat, obviously recognizing the origin of the other party.

Their faces changed one after another, they didn't dare to look at it at all, and they even guessed in their hearts what was going on, and even the powerhouses of the Supreme Realm of the Senluo Hall were dispatched.

They recognized the person passing by in the sky as the powerhouse of the Senluo Temple.

But I don't know who it is.

But considering the murderous reputation of the Senluo Temple, they had no interest in exploring.

The power of the Senluo Hall is too huge, and its actions are even more unscrupulous, although it is only ranked third among the evil path forces, its reputation is greater than that of the first-ranked Eternal Demon Land and the second-ranked Heavenly Demon Sect combined.

After all, although the first two are more terrifying, they act in a low-key manner, especially the Eternal Demon Land, which has not been born for nearly 10,000 years, and many people in the Eastern Xuan Great World have forgotten this number one sect of the evil path.

And in the sky, the speed of this light is too fast, and it has passed thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

His speed did not stop, and he was still flying away, all the way north.

I don't know how many days I have flown for a few days, at least it has passed hundreds of millions of miles, and the further north I go, the colder the temperature becomes.

At a certain moment, the eyes of the people in the retreat stared, and the scenery in front of them changed greatly.

It is like coming to the end of heaven and earth, and everything you see is snow white, there are endless glaciers towering, and the world is vast, and it is already a world of ice and snow.

North Sea!

The light stopped, and an old man in a black robe stopped in mid-air, he was also the first time to come to this bitter cold place, and he needed to discern the direction.

He looked down and could see the turbulent waters beneath the ice, and there were still signs of life active in the sea.

Endless Wang Yang, I don't know what kind of giant beast survives.

It is rumored that Beihai was not what it was in front of it when it was deserted, and Beihai was still full of life at that time, and there were even immortal mountain islands, caves and blessed lands, and there was a land of tens of millions of miles in the center of Wangyang.

At that time, there were dragons in Beihai, headed by the Nine Hell Dragons, who ruled over Wang Yang for hundreds of millions of miles in Beihai, and was the overlord of one party.

The Nine Hell Dragons are also revered as the Dragon Monarch.

It was also at that time that the Ancient Divine Court was overwhelmed, and the entire world was overwhelmed by the Divine Court.

Even if the Demon Saint and the Demon Emperor can only be in a corner of peace, they dare not confront it head-on.

It was in this situation that the Divine Court unified the Eight Desolations, and finally set its sights on Beihai and ordered Beihai to surrender at that time.

The Nine Hell Dragons naturally didn't want to, he dominated one side, and he was the Dragon Monarch's cultivation, how could he be willing to succumb to the Divine Court.

As a result, there was the lower realm of the Heavenly Monarch, who was in charge of the Heavenly Punishment, and a battle of dragon descent broke out in Beihai.

That battle was too tragic, and I heard that two Heavenly Monarch-level powerhouses had torn apart the land of hundreds of millions of miles, and the sky was pierced.

The Nine Hell Dragons even attracted the cold air of the Nine Heavens, turning the land of Beihai into what it is today.

Yu Wei has not been dispersed for 200,000 years.

In the end, it was still the Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch who was superior, killing the Dragon Monarch in the land of the North Sea, restraining his dragon soul and suppressing him in the unknown heavenly prison.

After that war, the heavens and the earth were sad, and there was blood and rain spilled, which did not disperse for a hundred years.

Since then, few people have stepped into the land of the North Sea, and this place has gradually faded out of the field of vision of the people of Dongxuanzhou.

The Lord of the Seven Halls stood high in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, there was a glacier.

He closed his eyes for a moment, then turned into light and flew in a certain direction.

The North Sea is extremely wide, and even at his speed, he has been flying for a long time, and the sound of sea water surging appears in his ears.

As far as he could see, an endless sea appeared in front of him, and the sea was cold, and he knew that it was cold and biting just by looking at it.

But at such a low temperature, there was no freezing, the water was dark, and there were no birds.

The Lord of the Seven Halls stood on a high place and looked at it, only to see a deep red color on the bottom of the sea, and a little bloody air mixed with the cold wind blowing.

He knew he wasn't in the wrong place.

He shouted: "The Lord of the Seven Halls of Senluo Hall is here to visit Dragon Monarch. "

His voice was rolling, loud like thunder, spreading in waves, and it could be heard clearly even from thousands of miles away.

He shouted seven times in a row, and the sea in front of him was surging in his shouts, and thousands of waves rolled up, and the heavens and the earth set off a violent tsunami in his shouts.

Two blood-red eyes floated from the deep sea, and a single eye was hundreds of miles huge, and then, a huge shadow of thousands of miles appeared under the water, and it didn't appear, which made people feel frightened.

"Senluo Hall ......" appeared in a cold voice like Nine Shadows, and even the Seven Hall Lords were nervous.

"What's the relationship with the Demon Lord of Senluo?"

The Seven Hall Lord showed a hint of a smile: "The Demon Lord of Senluo is the ancestor of the Kai Sect. "

The angry sea swept over, a dragon groaned, and then a hideous figure jumped up from the sea, and half of his body surfaced, looking condescendingly at the Lord of the Seven Palaces.

Compared to his huge body, the Lord of the Seven Halls was as small as an ant.

"Junior of the Demon Lord of Senluo, what is the matter with coming to this monarch?" said the Nine Hell Dragon in a low voice, his body was no longer broken, and it was obvious that he was recovering well.

The Lord of the Seven Halls arched his hand: "I heard that Long Jun was out of trouble, and I came to congratulate him, and secondly, I don't know what Long Jun knows about the mythical organization?"

"Myth?" the Nine Hell Dragons looked puzzled.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Seven Halls said: "There is a person named Yang Jian in this organization, and Long Jun should know him. "

As soon as Yang Jian's two words came out, the breath of the Nine Hell Dragons suddenly became violent, the dragon scales stood up, and he said angrily: "How is Yang Jian?"

The Seventh Hall Lord sneered: "He is not good, it's just that this Yang Jian killed my beloved disciple, and my other beloved disciple died in the hands of the mythical Nezha earlier, so I specially invited Long Jun to join forces."

Our Senluo Hall has collected intelligence, the mythological organization is mysterious, and it is suspected that the remnants of the Ancient Divine Court are suspected to be the remnants of the Ancient Divine Court, and the Dragon Monarch is the great power of the Ancient Era, and if you understand the Divine Court, you should be able to understand the meaning. "

"The remnants of the Ancient Divine Court?" the eyes of the Nine Hell Dragons were slightly closed, noncommittal.

He was a great power in the Ancient Era, and he had personally dealt with the Divine Court, so he knew that although Yang Jian had the characteristics of a god, he was not comparable to any of the gods of the Ancient Divine Court.

So the myth is supposed to be another group of forces.

It's just that he didn't say it, and let the Seven Hall Lords play.

He thought for a moment and said, "Why does Benjun want to join forces with you?"

The Lord of the Seven Halls smiled and said with full certainty: "It's very simple, although the Dragon Monarch is out of trouble, but the people of mythology are not willing to let it go, and the plague monarch who got out of trouble with the Dragon Monarch has died in the hands of another person in mythology a few days ago, and even the demon soul has not escaped."

This person calls himself Lu Dongbin, also known as Pure Yang Zhenren, I don't know if Long Jun knows the origin?"

"The Plague Lord is dead?" The Nine Hell Dragons were rarely shocked, and a sense of crisis immediately swelled up.

He also recalled Lu Dongbin's name, and there was no corresponding god in the Ancient Divine Court.

He wasn't surprised, after all, in his heart, the divine court and mythology were inherently different.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "What would you do if I joined forces with you?"