Five Hundred and Sixty-Two. The Place Where the Dragons Are Buried
Hearing that the dragon gate was officially opened and one can enter, Yan Zhaoge nodded: "Please report to the head of your sect, I will be there soon."
After Bai Jingkang left, Yan Zhaoge looked at Xu Fei: "Senior brother Xu, Master Fu and I are leaving here. You are in the vast world, so please take care of yourself."
Xu Fei said: "You guys also take care."
The mirror of Shang Chong has been recovered, and Yan Zhaoge uses the method of traveling through the mirror world to try to open the boundary channel and return to the eight great worlds.
As expected, the entrance of the passage was opened inside the dragon gate.
Yan Zhaoge estimated that during this period of time, due to the twisting and folding of the space-time boundary, if any boundary-bound passages were opened in the Great Sea World, most of the passage openings would fall into the Dragon Tomb.
Now that he could enter the Dragon Tomb, Yan Zhaoge was ready to leave immediately.
Leaving Wufang Island together with Fu Enshu and everyone from Changli Mountain, Yan Zhaoge and his party headed northeast to the distant continent.
There, the original mountain gate station of the Leihuang Sect has now become a deep valley, and the Dragon Gate is in it.
Walking on the road, a lot of news came from all over the world that the Dragon Gate could be entered, which attracted the attention of the whole vast world, and there was a surge of wind and clouds for a while.
Yan Zhaoge is also concerned about the legendary place where the dragons are buried, but he finds that he is more concerned about returning to the Eight Great Worlds from there.
He was slightly lost in thought, and Feng Yunsheng's bright smile appeared before his eyes again.
The brighter the smile in memory, the darker the cloud in Yan Zhaoge's heart at this moment.
Even though we parted before, maybe it was because I knew that the other party was probably safe, or maybe it was because I could get away and rush back at any time, so I never felt the way I feel now.
But this time, Feng Yunsheng's life and death were uncertain, and he was stranded in the big world for a long time, which made Yan Zhaoge feel more anxious than ever.
Under such special environmental conditions, some things that were only sprouts in the past have grown rapidly.
Perhaps, it has always existed, but I only really noticed it during these days in the vast world.
Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes.
When he learned that Feng Yunsheng was in danger, Yan Zhaoge found that the first thing that came to his mind was not about the Taiyin Trial or the Taiyin Crown.
He also didn't think about how such a change would affect the contest between his master's sect and the Great Sun Sacred Sect.
The first thing I thought of was that people must not have anything to do.
Then what came to mind was, the killing of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, courting death!
Yan Zhaoge squinted his eyes, and the cold light in his pupils disappeared after a while.
He fumbled for his microcosm, and his mind fell on the things in the microcosm.
The pillars of the shrine and the beams of the shrine are spliced together at this moment. In addition, there are nine dragon shadows hovering like nine pillars.
These nine pillars support the beams together with the pillars of the shrine, and there are also lights and shadows flashing on the beams, which are like a roof.
Although the whole still looks illusory, a palace that seems delicate and grand has gradually formed a framework and prototype.
Yan Zhaoge calmed down, and looked at the direction of the mainland and the dragon gate again.
"It's rare to see you with such obvious mood swings." Fu Enshu's voice transmission sounded in his ear, Yan Zhaoge was silent for a while, and then turned to look at Fu Enshu.
Fu Enshu was also looking at him: "Are you worried about Yun Sheng?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled, and replied calmly: "Yes."
He looked at Fu Enshu and said with a smile, "Master Fu, don't you want to beat mandarin ducks with sticks?"
For his blunt statement, Fu Enshu seems to be no exception, and he is not very excited: "I am not very reasonable, but this kind of thing depends on Yun Sheng's own opinion."
Thinking of his daily observation of Feng Yunsheng, Fu Enshu sighed softly: "Don't bully my apprentice half-heartedly, I will naturally not take care of it."
Yan Zhaoge grinned: "It's not certain who is bullying who."
Fu Enshu did not talk to him, but looked into the distance, slightly lost in thought.
Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders, wisely, he didn't continue to say anything, this uncle was obviously thinking about the past,
It's better not to make trouble for yourself. The relationship between Fu Enshu and his father and son has eased a lot these years, so don't poke the hornet's nest again.
Fortunately, Fu Enshu didn't lose his mind for too long, so he came back to his senses and said: "The place where the dragons are buried, such a place, just passing by, will also bring unimaginable huge gains."
Yan Zhaoge said: "Regardless of whether there is any gain or not, this time when we return to the Eight Great Worlds, we will settle the accounts with the Great Sun Sect and the Heavenly Thunder Palace."
He turned his head and glanced at the Beiming clone beside him.
Yan Zhaoge communicated with another miniature capsule at the place where Yan Zhaoge's heart moved.
In this miniature capsule, a big red gold seal stayed there quietly, without making a sound, without any aura flowing out.
But Yan Zhaoge was not in a hurry, silently thinking about the secret method of the Sun God's Tome in his heart, trying to figure it out.
A group of people arrived at the entrance of the Dragon Gate, where warriors from other sects had already gathered, and when they saw Yan Zhaoge and others appearing, they all shuddered.
Gao Tianzhong, head of Changli Mountain, frowned: "Wanjian Pond, Shocking Island, Green Snake Island, Gaefeng faction, a few that are relatively close to each other, it seems that someone has already advanced in."
Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "It's okay, this place is useful if you come here long ago."
After all, without looking at the people of the major factions around the basin, Yan Zhaoge's figure fell directly towards the dragon gate.
Several other people guarding outside did not dare to stop Yan Zhaoge, they could only watch him, Fu Enshu and Gao Tianzhong enter the Longmen from the sidelines.
There were also some people staying outside in Changli Mountain, and the families were safe and sound. They were not trying to stop the big forces of the same level, but to prevent other people from going in to fish in troubled waters.
Yan Zhaoge stepped into the dragon gate one step at a time, and saw the void in front of him continuously distorting, as if stepping into a boundary passage.
The dragon aura at the entrance is no longer so frightening, and has become much more regular and stable, but it still unintentionally oppresses people's hearts, making people involuntarily want to surrender and worship.
Yan Zhaoge's expression moved slightly, and there was a thunder in the pupil of his right eye.
"Heh, although the Leihuang Sect was destroyed, everyone was not dead. Geng Hui really came in."
The Leihuang faction suffered a catastrophe and almost wiped out, only Geng Hui and other high-level powerhouses survived.
They can either stop there and try their best, or they can risk their lives and fight to the death.
The value of the Dragon Tomb is too high. If the Leihuang faction gives up this time, the gap with other forces will probably become wider and wider.
Although he hadn't dealt with them formally, according to the descriptions of other warriors in the Canghai Great World, the "Red Thunder King" Geng Hui would not be willing to just dormant.
With the dragon gate open, he is more likely to take a risk.
Yan Zhaoge brushed his right eye with his fingers, and sneered slightly: "The fragment of the Thunder Emperor's Eye has reacted, and this fellow indeed has a fragment of the Thunder Emperor's Eye, did he not bring it with him last time, did he leave it at the mountain gate?"