Shuttle Gate of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 310 Shuttle door upgrade, subduing magic dragon

"Did I go wrong? Is this the Overlord's Hall?"

Looking at everything in front of him, Fang Chen's eyes showed shock and astonishment.

He who didn't believe all of this, with a thought, exited the shuttle door.

The living room of Murong's family appeared before his eyes again.

Fang Chen opened the flashlight shuttle door and entered again.

It was found that the scenery remained the same.

In front of him, the original Overlord Hall has disappeared, and it has become a space with light, sun, and green mountains and green waters.

The scene inside reminded Fang Chen of the paradise described in the book when he was a child.

"What happened? The Overlord's Hall turned into this?"

Fang Chen watched all this, not knowing when it was good and when it was bad, he walked forward slowly.

He found that the mutated space in the Overlord's Hall could not be seen in size, and what he could see as far as the eye could see was a fog of confusion, which could not be seen clearly.

Three miles away, there was a square fence about three meters high, inside which was a dark creature.

It was the magic dragon imprisoned by the Shuttle Gate when Fang Chen realized martial arts in the Temple of War God.

Fang Chen's figure flashed, and he came to the fence, looking at the dragon inside.

"Ow!"

Seeing Fang Chen coming, Molong let out an angry and helpless roar.

It hit the fence again, showing its unwillingness.

"Can you understand me?"

Fang Chen stood in front of the fence, quietly observed the dragon for a long time, and slowly said.

"Ow!"

The dragon suddenly became irritable. Its thick black tail brought a gust of wind, and it violently fell on the fence. The fence shook instantly, but fortunately, it was strong and was not cracked by the dragon.

"If you want to go out, be honest with me."

Fang Chen looked at the magic dragon with great interest.

Just now, his mind communicated with the shuttle door, and he learned that the opening of the fence was only a matter of his thought.

The life and death of this magic dragon is only under his control.

The magic dragon didn't seem to hear Fang Chen's words, and was still hitting the fence.

"Your life and death are under my control. Drive me for thousands of years, or when I am strong enough, I can give you back your freedom!" Fang Chen looked at the dragon and said slowly.

On the road of cultivation, it would be good to have a powerful dragon as a mount.

Hearing Fang Chen's words, the magic dragon paused when it hit the fence, and looked at Fang Chen suspiciously. "Human, you...do you mean what you say?"

"Huh? You can talk? Understand people?"

Fang Chen looked at the magic dragon in astonishment.

For so many years, the magic dragon has been silent, thinking that it does not understand human language.

Unexpectedly, the magic dragon was so psychic.

"Well, you humans are too dangerous, I don't want to communicate with you more!" The dragon raised his head and glanced at Fang Chen.

"You may have misunderstood us, for example, I am very trustworthy."

Fang Chen's eyes sparkled, and he continued. "You also know that you are in my space, and I don't want others to know about this space, so I can only let you go when I am strong enough to be proud of the sky."

"Or after a thousand years, I will let you go! Do you understand what I mean?"

"Humans, in a thousand years, you probably won't be able to look down on the sky, right? As far as I know, there are many planes in the sky and earth, and the strong are like clouds, and your cultivation is only the peak of refining the void, and you haven't even reached the level of fusion." , and your spiritual consciousness cultivation base has not recovered, there are still many great realms above you."

The magic dragon looked at Fang Chen with some disbelief.

"Oh? You know a lot, what level is your strength?" Fang Chen was taken aback. It seems that this dragon is very powerful?

"Probably about the same as you, and it is equivalent to the peak of human refining." The dragon lowered its huge head.

"Maybe I won't be able to reach that point in a thousand years, but I still believe in myself. At worst, I'll just let you go." Fang Chen said slowly. He has a shuttle door, which can travel through endless worlds and obtain endless It's really hard to say about this treasure.

"I will place a restriction in the depths of your soul, and when the time comes, I will lift it for you no matter what."

Fang Chen said slowly, of course, he will not be able to control a magic dragon whose cultivation level is lower than his own by reaching his own restriction. He has the will to travel through the gate, so it is not difficult to control the magic dragon.

"Okay, let's trust you for now."

The dragon said helplessly,

Fang Chen's spiritual consciousness has not recovered, so he can only plant a restriction in the depths of the dragon's sea of ​​consciousness according to the will of the shuttle door.

When the ban came down, Fang Chen established a connection with the magic dragon in an instant, and he knew every change of the magic dragon's thoughts anytime, anywhere!
It seems that with a wave of your hand, you can put the dragon to death.

"Okay, then follow me to get some air."

With Fang Chen's thoughts, the fence disappeared in an instant, turning into mist and dissipating in the space of the Overlord's Hall.

"This is really wonderful!"

Fang Chen sat on the generous back of the magic dragon, allowing him to lead him to explore in this paradise.

Through exploration, Fang Chen discovered that Xanadu is about a hundred miles away. This is not like a small space, but rather like an undeveloped plane communicated by a shuttle door.

However, this plane was not completely open to Fang Chen, and it was shrouded in endless mist within a hundred miles.

No matter how Fang Chen moves forward, he will stay where he is.

"How do you feel that there seems to be no natural enemy's suppression here? Even the shackles of the cultivation base have loosened a little bit?"

After staying here for a day with the magic dragon, Fang Chen discovered this problem.

The magic dragon seems to have discovered it too.

"Master, the rules of heaven and earth here don't seem to be formed yet. It's somewhat similar to the legendary chaotic world. The little dragon seems to be breaking through." The magic dragon looked at Fang Chen eagerly, it seemed that it didn't want to go out of the mutated space of the Overlord's Hall.

"Then you stay here and break through, I'll leave first."

Fang Chen looked at the reluctant Demon Dragon, and decided to go out to recover his strength first.

After all, the cultivation level and spiritual consciousness have not been recovered. Although I feel the loosening of the shackles here, it is not conducive to breakthrough!

The magic dragon is controlled by the shuttle door, even if its strength improves, it has to be controlled by itself.

At this moment, it is three thousand miles away from Murong's house.

Underground of an imperial city.

There is a main hall here, in the main hall, resplendent and resplendent, near the east, there is a throne made of gold.

On the throne, sat a dry skeleton.

The skull's eye sockets were sunken, leaving only skin and bones. In the eye sockets, faint blue flames flickered, very bright.

"It's been 3000 years, and I've finally mastered the Unsurpassed Art of Soul Painting!" Menggua Skeleton slowly stood up from the throne, and a hoarse voice spread.

As the skeleton waved, the hall shook.

In less than a moment, a middle-aged figure in a dragon robe appeared in the hall.

"How's the matter of finding the body with top quality qualifications?" Skeleton looked at the middle-aged man and asked hoarsely.

"Reporting to the ancestor, my grandson has prepared fifty teenagers with excellent aptitude for you, but recently my grandson discovered a young man with a strong body in the Endless Mountains. I can only see that according to my grandson's observation, his spiritual consciousness has been seriously injured!"

"What? With such an excellent physical body!"

When the skeleton heard this, the will-o'-the-wisps in its eye sockets became even worse.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

The middle-aged man bowed and nodded.

"That's great! Because the Emperor is majoring in the soul, his body has decayed for thousands of years. If he got this body and just merged, wouldn't it be wonderful!" After the skeleton man said, he waved his hand, and instantly ripples rippled in the hall, bringing The middle-aged man in the dragon robe left.

(End of this chapter)