Just the moment Wang Lang broke through.

Wang Lang had a great enlightenment.

The Wuxianggong and the Fire God are actually exactly the same.

It's just one yin and one yang.

If you analyze the truth in anything, you will know what's going on.

Wang Lang grinned and looked down at his hands.

I moved my muscles and bones.

After suppressing for a long time, I was afraid that I would be eaten by Dragon Slayer as a Taoist fruit, so I did not dare to keep impacting the realm of creation, and kept compressing and compressing.

It is also accumulating strength.

Wang Lang finally arrived at the realm of creation.

This is different from the previous perception of the world.

Wang Lang stretched.

Lying on the stone bed.

I don't feel cold either.

With Wang Lang's thought, the air around him was no longer so cold.

When I raised my hand, there was a ball of flame in the palm of my hand.

It looks mysterious.

In fact, to put it bluntly, that's the case.

Oxygen aids combustion.

The oxygen in the body, the oxygen in the outside air, and a very strange thing in the body, that is, the heat absorbed.

Finally, it is completely ignited.

It looks like natural gas is ignited.

Wang Lang had a lot of fun.

His ears moved, and he stood up and saw the Vulcan coming in from outside.

"It is worthy of being the Black Dragon King carefully selected by the Dragon Gate. He actually broke through the realm of creation in just such a short time."

Wang Lang stood up, "It's up to the senior to enlighten me. If there were no seniors, he would definitely be still standing there now."

The Fire God waved his hand, "Not to mention those empty ones, while you have just broken through to the realm of creation, your tendons and veins are still soft, and it is also the time when you can carry Qi the most."

Wang Lang was a little confused and didn't react to what he was going to do.

The Vulcan stepped up stepping forward and reached out to block Wang Lang's forehead.

Wang Lang felt a warm current surge from the palm of the Fire God rushing towards Wang Lang's body.

It was warm and comfortable at first, but as time passed.

It started to get hot and even a little painful.

Wang Lang's face gradually began to become ferocious.

A roar came out of his throat.

Time passes minute by minute.

After more than ten minutes.

The Vulcan staggered and took two steps back, and sat on the ground.

"Senior!" Wang Lang hurried over.

The Vulcan's head was hanging down and motionless.

Wang Lang thought the Fire God was dead now, and was about to brew emotions and feel sad.

Unexpectedly, the Vulcan smiled.

"Drinking ice for ten years is hard to keep you cold and passionate.

Boy, it’s up to you to kill the dragon life, don’t let me die in vain.”

"I will definitely not let down my senior's high expectations." Wang Lang quickly clasped his fists and said respectfully.

The Vulcan tried hard to look up at Wang Lang.

"There is an ice newt in the mountain of Long. I just grafted my lifelong skills to you, but your body still can't bear my lifelong skills. This ice newt is so yin that it can neutralize.

If you catch it within three days and eat it, otherwise you will most likely be infected with fire poison.”

The Vulcan spoke.

When Wang Lang heard this, he nodded quickly.

Vulcan waved his hand.

"I'm tired, I haven't had a good sleep for decades. One day I killed Dragon Saints. When I pay homage to the dead, I will burn some paper money for me and drag it out for me."

Wang Lang looked at the figure of the God of Fire and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Vulcan waved his hand, "Let's go."

Out of the stone chamber.

I saw the yellow fat rat hanging on the rope in the air, trembling and trying to get off.

"What are you doing?" Wang Lang shouted angrily.

Huang Feishi shivered. After seeing Wang Lang’s okay, he laughed, “I thought something happened to you. Go down and see you.”

Wang Lang jumped up in a few seconds.

Go to the stationed house.

After Wang Lang expressed his intention to go to Longshan.

It just so happened that Mr. Mo was there too.

"No one is allowed to go! No one is allowed to go! There are gods in the back mountain! You can't provoke them!"

Wang Lang now knows what is in Kuanglong Mountain, so he is sure that he is not a god at all, but clearly an ice newt.

It should also be a magical species that has not been discovered, or a forgotten species.

Wang Lang's eyes were red.

Others can't see it, but Wang Lang's back felt it, his whole body was bulging, and he felt that all the tendons and veins were about to explode.

It seems like I have to set out in advance.

But Mr. Mo refused to let Wang Lang take people there.

"If the gods get angry, the entire village will die under the avalanche. You can't go! You must not go!" Mr. Mo kept shook his head.

Wang Lang didn't say anything, no matter what, Wang Lang had decided.

Huang Feishi would follow Wang Lang anyway.

The woman who had been listening to her speech said.

"Mr. Mo, there are actually people who have already entered." The woman said.

"What?" Mr. Mo was a little angry.

"who?"

"I don't know, I don't know, and I also came from another place. I was a young man, pretty white, a bit like a person from a big city. It was a bit strange. I walked around and stopped and carried a spear on my shoulder, just like an ancient person. And, the most amazing thing is that there was a small snake on his shoulder. The little snake was actually white. Not only that, there were two small horns on the top of the snake's head."

After hearing this, Wang Lang stood up suddenly.

"When did the person you mentioned enter?" Wang Lang asked hurriedly.

"Just the day before you came. It was so snowing hard one day. No matter how I persuaded him, he didn't listen, and he still entered." The woman said.

"Why don't you tell me!" Mr. Mo said angrily.

"Don't I forget this?" the woman said aggrievedly.

"So confused, you, you! You are pushing the entire village into the fire pit. If the gods are unhappy, the entire village will have to be buried with you!"

As Mr. Mo said, he picked up his things and walked out.

Huang Feishi glanced at Wang Lang, "The Dragon Prince is Han Yin, the White Dragon King."

Needless to say, Wang Lang never expected that Han Yin would come to this place too.

But why did Han Yin come to this place?

Han Yin went to Qianlong Mountain.

There is an ice newt in Kuanglong Mountain, and Wang Lang's eyes gradually solidified.
To be continued...