Ning Que shook his head slightly.

"Do you want to wait for Su Xuan?"

Xuanniao asked.

"It is true that we have to wait for him, but the time has not yet come."

Ning Que said: "The greatest creation of the ninth era is about to be born, and we all need to prepare for it."

Xuanniao and the others were moved.

"That grandma from Tiannan..." Xuanniao asked in a low voice.

"Grandma has started to retreat and will be born soon.

Since you are here, help me inform everyone in the central area.

The holy war that was discontinued after the fifth era will begin again in the near future."

"The Eastern Wasteland, which has been peaceful for nearly four eras, will join the Holy War again!"

Ning Que spoke calmly, but also with an ancient fighting spirit.

The four holy beasts all looked moved and nodded one after another.

Didn't stay too long.

The four holy beasts chose to leave.

Ning Que put his hands behind his hands and watched them go away, his eyes flashing with vast ancient meanings.

The ancient holy dragon appeared beside me, showing surrender and awe.

"My Lord, the Dragon Clan still needs more strong men. Now is not the time to fight against the Pure Land!"

A golden dragon made a low voice.

"I'm here, and the Dragon Clan is in power! You can follow the example of the saints of the Yinhuang and fight with all your strength."

Ning Que just said.

Jin Long was startled, and then his eyes became fanatical.

"My Lord is invincible!"

Countless dragon creatures roared with absolute loyalty and belief.

Ning Que stood above Tiannan, and the previously hidden aura on his body rose involuntarily. Not only did he fit in with Tiannan, but he also fit in with Donghuang, as if he were the Lord of Dragons and the Great Dragon Emperor.

"Su Xuan, I have awakened my original inheritance, and even immortals will be afraid of me."
Chapter completed!