The real body of the White Dragon King began to appear golden scales a hundred years ago, which is the performance that has begun to turn into dragon soul.

Therefore, when he appeared the golden scale, he had gradually handed over the big and small matters of Longcheng to shu'er, and he began to live in Longshan.

Dragon Mountain is formed by dragon spirits. The White Dragon King has his own place.

Shu'er went to see the White Dragon King a year ago, but there was no news since then. At the same time, the city Lord of Qinglong was also missing.

Later, it was the rebellion of Qinglong and Huanglong. They jointly attacked the dragon clan to support the city Lord of Huanglong and become the new White Dragon King.

The war of the dragon people has affected the mortals. Now the ordinary people are displaced, but they have no way to stop the civil war of the dragon people. Ordinary people are so insignificant that they can not even protect themselves. They can only hide around and subdue Qinglong and Huanglong.

When the White Dragon King began to create the eight heaven, he once ordered that the dragon people and the mortals should not invade the river water, and the dragon people could not harm the mortals. However, now the Huanglong people use ordinary people as slaves.

"Did you go to Longshan to look for shu'er?" Ming Xi asked in a deep voice.

He had imagined thousands of problems that he would encounter after coming to the eighth heaven. He never thought that this would be the case.

Wen Tian didn't betray the dragon clan, but Huanglong and Qinglong betrayed it first.

Five hundred years ago, it seemed that Huanglong had the intention of mutiny, but at that time, the White Dragon King had already noticed it and soon locked up the Yellow Dragon City Lord.

"Can you hold the dragon city?" Ming Xi looked at Ao Xuan and asked.

"The dragon city also has the boundary of the White Dragon King. It's not so easy to attack outside." Aoxuan said.

Mingxi nodded, worried about shu'er in his heart, "I'll go to Longshan."

"I've been looking all over Longshan, but I haven't seen shu'er." Ao Xuan said in a low voice, with despair in his tone.

"Have you asked the Black Dragon King?" Asked Ming Xi.

Ao Xuan Leng for a moment, "Black Dragon King? His dragon spirit has dissipated. "

"What does dissipation mean?" Ming Xi frowned.

"That is, the cultivation has been completed and has entered the next round of reincarnation." Aoxuan said.

Mingxi took a deep breath, "I'll go to Longshan."

He didn't care who was the Dragon King. He only worried about the safety of shu'er.

Ao Xuan looked at Mingxi and the little monster beside him, "OK, you must bring the White Dragon King and shu'er back."

Mingxi had been to Longshan, so he remembered the direction of Longshan. Instead of staying, he went to Longshan.

Compared with 500 years ago, Longshan has almost no change. The only difference is that he can't feel the breath of Black Dragon King this time.

"Little monster, can you feel shu'er?" Mingxi asked the little monster on his shoulder.

The sacred beast is more sensitive to the breath of the dragon clan than anyone else. If you can't even feel the little monster, you may not be here.

"Yes." The troll nodded and pointed north, "there."

Let's go and have a look

"Besides shu'er, there is the White Dragon King." The little monster frowned and said that he had been seriously injured by the White Dragon King. He was very familiar with the breath of the White Dragon King.

Since the White Dragon King and shu'er are both in Longshan, why don't they know what happened outside?

Most likely, their father and daughter had an accident in Longshan.

"Black Dragon King." The little monster suddenly pointed to a dragon mountain below.

It was the place where the Black Dragon King finally sublimated. His soul was no longer there, leaving only his dragon mountain.

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