The prehistoric years were very quiet, and the years were quiet and good.

All ethnic groups cultivate themselves and thrive, mountains and rivers return to their peak, and creatures gradually reappear on the earth.

The time of ten thousand years is coming soon!

Above the Yellow River, countless aquatic creatures wander in the turbid water, waiting for the legendary Dragon Gate.

In the East China Sea, Huanglong in the main hall stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Dragon Gate, open!"

The sound spreads across the Yellow River Basin, and thousands of waters part, and a tall dragon gate rises straight into the depths of the sky!

The dragon gate leads to the sky and the ground, and reaches the first level of the sky.

The huge dragon-shaped soul is entrenched in the clouds of Longmen, with thousands of auspicious clouds and golden light.

Countless water tribes' eyes were shining, and they jumped up one after another, leaping into the sky!

Most of those who dare to fly over the Dragon Gate are of the heavenly level, and the Golden Immortal Venerables are also in the minority.

As for Taiyi Overhaul, there are as many as ten.

Thousands of aquatic creatures transformed into their own bodies, vying to be the first to leap over the dragon gate.

However, Longmen is the treasure of the ancestral dragon, and the higher the cultivation level, the heavier the pressure will be.

Every time a heaven-level aquatic tribe leaps a foot, its weight will increase by a thousand kilograms.

Every time the Golden Immortal Master leaps one foot, his weight will increase ten thousand times!

As for Taiyi's major repair, every ten feet advanced weighs one hundred thousand kilograms.

As for the Daluo Jinxian, their Taoist body has been determined and there is no chance to reshape it, so naturally they will not come to jump through this dragon gate.

Water tribes from all directions rushed toward the dragon gate in mighty force, but few of them could enter the air, and most of the water tribes were eliminated at a height of thousands of feet.

Only 30% of the aquatic species jumped from the height of 10,000 feet.

There are only a few hundred aquatic tribes at a million altitudes still clinging on.

Once you reach the altitude of one million feet, even if you can't jump to the dragon gate, you will still receive the gift of the dragon gate, pure blood!

Huang Long shook his head. For the first time, the Dragon Gate was opened. No one could pass through!

One by one, the water creatures retreated into the sky and into the Yellow River.

They all feel sad and regretful!

The vast dragon gate disappeared between heaven and earth, and the infinite water tribes retreated and returned to various places.

They will spread the story of the Dragon Gate to a wider place. If you cross the Dragon Gate millions of feet, you will get the heart of a real dragon. What a great opportunity!

At the same time, under the Buzhou Mountain, in the Ancestral Witch Hall, the last Ancestral Witch was born!

His name is Zhu Jiuyin, he has a human face and a snake body and is red, his eyes are straight, his gaze is dark, his vision is bright, he neither eats nor sleeps, and is visited by wind and rain.

He is a young man, a silent young man. Unlike the ancestor of Zhulong, who is a cultivating lunatic, he has countless thoughts about the overall situation of the world.

The eleven ancestral witches were all overjoyed. Tens of thousands of witches knelt down and bowed down, shouting: "Welcome my ancestors!"

When the young man opened his eyes, the sky and the earth shone brightly, the sun and the moon became blurred, and the stars shifted.

Yes, he is the ancestor of witches and nothing else.

The young man smiled, and the smoke from his past had disappeared. He smiled lightly and said, "Zhu Jiuyin has met all of you eldest sisters and brothers!"

Zhu Rong enthusiastically hugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Oh, Brother Eleven, you can make us wait easily!"

Gonggong also laughed: "Yes, but who said you are the youngest among our brothers and sisters?"

Di Jiang's face was filled with glory, and there was an indescribable ambition for hegemony in his eyes, "The eleventh brother has been born, and so has my witch clan!"

When the ten ancestral witches heard this, their eyes were secretly excited. After many years, the era of dragons and phoenixes has faded away, and they finally have a place in the wilderness. They can finally travel around the magnificent world and great rivers and mountains opened by Father God!

Only Hou Tu's eyes were a little gloomy, and Zhu Jiuyin's face was as indifferent as water.

The twelve ancestral witches came out of their misfortune and led thousands of shamans into the wilderness. They said in unison: "I am now twelve, transformed by the essence and blood of my father God Pangu. We are called ancestral witches. Our tribesmen call them "ancestral witches".

The Witch Clan, the Witch Clan is born!”

Tens of thousands of witch clansmen shouted together, their heads were furious, their muscles were tangled, their blood was wild, and they roared to the sky.

"witch!"

"witch!"

"witch!"

All the evil spirits from the ten directions have returned, and the earth is filled with dust and chaos.

The east and west earth trembled, the sun and the moon were dim, only the evil of heaven and earth, and twelve stalwart figures surrounding Buzhou Mountain stood tall and tall.

The great powers in the world looked at the twelve ancestral witches and said in their hearts: "I'm afraid that a new opportunity for the general trend of the world is about to emerge!"

At the top of the building, Qing Ling's eyes were calm and calm. The birth of the Wu clan was indeed earlier than expected, but it would also usher in a new era.

The Wu Clan has stepped onto the stage of heaven and earth. Can the Demon Clan be far behind?

It's just that as a tunnel, he didn't feel the ancestral witches' closeness to him.

They should all belong to the authentic realm, but the Wu clan seems to have changed a bit.

Qing Ling knew why it changed, but he didn't reveal it.

The ancestor of Zhulong may have reversed time, and the overlapping time became Zhujiuyin.

How could Hongjun, the Master of Heavenly Dao, the Patriarch of Time, not know this?

He knew it, but he did not stop it. He only used his hands and feet to change the will of the ancestral witches.

Hongjun only changed a little bit, which is equivalent to not changing at all.

From then on, in the subconscious mind of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Qing Ling was a green snake and later a demon.

When the new generation emerged with force, at the bottom of the East China Sea, the dragon clan of the old era was in decline.

Even though the ancestor of the Yellow Dragon spread the message to all the sea tribes, now when the Dragon Gate is opened, only a few ethnic groups have come.

In the Crystal Palace, four young dragons stood respectfully in front of the dragon chair, while tens of thousands of water tribes knelt on the ground to worship the superior Huang Long.

Huang Long didn't say much, he just said: "Those who can come today are all vassals of our Dragon Clan.

Those who have never come will never be under the control of our Dragon Clan again."

The new ancestor of the Sea Whale Royal Clan is a very old man, and he is also the only Da Luo Jinxian among the ten thousand Sea Clan members.

"Master Ancestor, if all three thousand of the Sea Clan are removed, the Dragon Clan's luck will plummet again!"

Huang Long glanced at him and said with a smile: "You are very discerning. However, you don't need too many vassals, you just need to be loyal!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed to the top of the Dragon Palace and said: "Today, our dragon clan has eliminated three thousand vassal sea clans, abandoned eight thousand water clans, and eight hundred earth clans, and only used lobsters, giant crabs, giant whales, sea forks, and spiritual clams.

Turtle,...the other forty-nine clans are the dragon clan's royal family!"

In the East China Sea, the golden dragon's luck manifested into a real dragon. The golden dragon's body had infinite luck flowing in all directions, and at the same time, countless causes and effects were also peeled off.

The dragon's scales of decay disappeared along with the fate of the weather.

The strong men of the Sea Clan hiding in various places were secretly pleasantly surprised. From now on, they will break away from the Dragon Clan and become an independent group, no longer needing to be driven by others!

The ancestor of Huanglong sneered in his heart, with a hint of ridicule on his face.

The ancestor of the Giant Whale Clan looked into his eyes and was shocked. It seemed that this ancestor was probably not a good person.

Huang Long calmed down his emotions, looked at the sea clan and said, "Although the dragon clan no longer has the glory of its ancestors, it will not be a problem to protect your clan with the help of auspicious beasts.

From now on, all of you, as long as you fulfill your responsibilities, you will not be afraid of great catastrophes and disturbances in the world, and you can ensure that your clan and others will survive forever!"

Every one of the sea clansmen was surprised. If they could really survive forever, what if they were still vassals?

Tens of thousands of sea people bowed down and said: "The ancestor is merciful!"

Huang Long said with a smile: "Today, the order of the four seas is no longer restored. If I want to rebuild the order of the four seas and regain control of the four seas, I still need all of you to work hard."

The leader of the Lingbeng clan is an old woman. She smiled and said: "We will do our best to fulfill the decree of our ancestors."

Huang Long nodded and said: "The Four Seas will be divided into four places by the Four Seas Dragon Palace. I will appoint four dragon kings as the masters of the Dragon Palace to take charge of everything in the sea area.

These four young dragons are divided into Guang, Qin, Shun, and Run, and are in charge of the four seas in the east, south, north, and west respectively.

Fill in a number before the name of Sihai, which is Ao, meaning the clan of kings!

The four of them will be the future Dragon Kings of the Four Seas!"

The ancestor of the Lingbeng Tribe said with a wink, "Greetings to the Dragon King of the Four Seas!"

The rest of the people all echoed: "Greetings to the Dragon King of the Four Seas."

The four young dragons looked a little panicked, but when they saw the calm look on Huang Long's face behind them, they couldn't help but feel relieved.

Ao Guang was the first to speak: "Everyone, please get up!"

The remaining three people all slowed down a beat, but also said: "Everyone, please get up!"

Only then did all the sea tribes get up.
To be continued...