Honghuang: Sacrifice the luck of the dragon clan at the beginning!

[Reward: Twilight Avenue Fruit;

fruit of time
avenue of death
[-] Long Yuan Pills;

congenital five-needle pine;
Zhen Ling Monument. ]
[Does the host receive rewards? ]
"receive."

The reward fell into the Chaos Orb, but Zhu Qing didn't check it.

The dim light and the mountain range of scaring dragons disappeared, and Zhuqing returned to the dark bottom of the North Sea. Behind him were Yinglong and Jiaojiao, who were still alive after the catastrophe and were still in shock.

"We're out? We're saved!

Dragon Emperor, how can you take us out of the Dragon Tomb? "

"Just now, I felt that I was dying and would be buried in the dragon's tomb."

"Not good, what about the Dragon Tomb? What about the Blood Monument?"

Ying Long and Jiao Jiao sighed for a while, only to find that the huge tomb and the blood stele on the bottom of the sea were missing.

They turned their doubtful eyes to Zhuqing, and when Zhuqing was about to find an excuse to fool them, he suddenly backed away, pulling Yinglong and Jiao Jiao away from the bottom of the North Sea in an instant, and floated to the sea and sky a million miles away.

Ying Long asked strangely: "Dragon Emperor, why..."

Before he finished asking, he saw a black fire suddenly emanating from the sea under his feet.

The black fire exploded in an instant, igniting hundreds of thousands of miles of sea water and sky.

"Dare to steal the dragon's tomb and disturb my long sleep. It is an unforgivable crime."

There was a feeble and angry sound from the bottom of the sea.

Yinglong, Jiaojiao, and the mirage dragon and Chilong in the distance were surprised and delighted.

"Dongyuan Shenhuo!"

"It's Senior Candle Dragon."

"Senior Candle Dragon is not dead, he is still alive."

"We finally found the ancestor of the candle dragon."

Zhu Qing and Jiao Jiao were trapped by Dongyuan's divine fire, so they didn't panic.

Jiao Jiao will also be able to separate the divine fire from the cave.

Zhu Qing clenched his fist, and the divine fire of the abyss, which filled the sky for millions of miles, turned into a little black beans again, and was crushed like beans in the end.

"Humph!"

An angry roar came from the depths of the seabed.

A residual candle flew out, and the black flame jumped on the candle.

boom!
The sky ignited again, layer after layer of abyss of divine fire trapped Zhuqing, Jiao, and Yinglong three dragons layer by layer.

The power of Dongyuan Divine Fire is several times greater than before.

Jiao Jiao was too weak to control Dongyuan Shenhuo.

He shouted loudly, "My lord, I am Jiao Jiao."

Ying Long also shouted, "Master Zhulong, we are in the Dragon Clan, and we came to the Dragon Tomb to look for you."

"Jiao Jiao? Dragon family?"

The voice from the bottom of the sea has some emotion.

The remnant candle in Dongyuan flickered, and it was about to put away layers of candlelight in Dongyuan.

But Zhuqing was one step faster.

With the power of the middle thousand worlds and the power of the avenue of fire, with just one clenched fist, he suppressed the divine fire all over the sky into one point and crushed it to pieces.

Crash.

The sea surged, and a deep ditch was formed.

An old dragon flew out.

"Father."

"Senior Candle Dragon."

Jiao Jiao flew down crying excitedly, and the dragons blew.

Zhuqing looked at Zhulong.

Although the Zhulong dragon is big, it is emaciated, as if it has not recovered from a serious illness.

Zhuqing felt that Zhulong's life was hanging by a thread, and he would die at any time.

"Jiao Jiao, when did you come out of the unextinct volcano?"

When Zhulong saw his son, Cangsang smiled on his dragon face.

This smile made her even more old-fashioned.

"Go back to Father, I was rescued by the Dragon Emperor not long ago."

"Dragon Emperor? Is Zulong not dead?" Zhulong looked around in surprise, looking for his old partner.

"It's not the ancestor of Zulong, but the new Dragon Emperor."

Jiao Jiao pointed to the blue candle in the sky.

Zhulong's eyes then fell on Zhuqing.

"You can suppress my Dongyuan Divine Fire and Dongyuan Remnant Candle with one hand, you are very powerful.

However, you are not worthy of being the Dragon Emperor.

Among the dragon clan, only the ancestor dragon can be the dragon emperor. "

Zhulong paused, "I sensed a faint breath of my blood from you."

Zhu Qing was not annoyed when she was pointed out that she was not worthy of being a Dragon Emperor.

Zhulong is an old senior, so it is right for him to complain.

But at the end, Zhuqing couldn't bear it anymore.

Blood breath?
Hey, it's cheap when you come out.

"Junior Zhuqing, I pay my respects to Senior Zhulong.

Regardless of whether the seniors recognize me or not, I am the Dragon Emperor, and all the dragons of the four seas are willing to chase me. "

"I have a bit of confidence."

Zhulong changed the topic, "What happened to the dragon's tomb?"

"destroyed."

Zhulong didn't believe it, "It's impossible to destroy the dragon's tomb. At the beginning Zulong wanted to destroy the dragon's tomb, but it was in vain, let alone you."

"The fact that Zulong can't be destroyed doesn't mean I can't be destroyed."

Candle Qing smiled at Candle Dragon, "Senior, if you don't believe me, you can search all over the world. If you can find the Dragon Tomb, I will take your surname... Well, I will automatically let you be a virtuous person and not be the Dragon Emperor."

Zhulong stared at Zhuqing with squinted eyes, and after looking at it for a long time, he said: "I'm on the verge of death, and I don't have the energy to go to Honghuang to find the dragon's tomb.

The Dragon Clan...needs a leader, you're not bad. "

"Thank you, Patriarch Candle Dragon, for your compliment."

Jiao Jiao worried: "What's the matter, Father?"

"Long Han suffered from some old wounds when measuring the calamity, and has never healed.

You came to the Dragon Tomb, you should be looking for me.

Let you down, I am now injured, and I can no longer fight with the gods.

The matter of the dragon clan still depends on you. "

"Father." Jiao Jiao felt sad.

Ying Long thought for a while, "Patriarch Zhulong, the Dragon Emperor has Sanguang Shenshui in his hand, which can save you."

"Three Lights Divine Water?"

Zhulong shook his head, "Although Sanguang Shenhuo is holy water for healing, it has no effect on my injuries. I still keep it for emergency use."

"There must be other panacea in the prehistoric world that can save my father's injury.

Going up to the poor and down to the underworld, I will definitely find the elixir. "

"Don't worry about me. The old guys are all dead. I've been dying for thousands of years. It's time to find them."

Zhulong sighed and looked at Zhuqing: "I wanted to sleep forever in the dragon's tomb, but I was disturbed by you, and the whereabouts of the dragon's tomb are also unknown."

The Dragon Clan was in mourning, and some were in tears.

Zhu Qing said, "Senior, can you let me check the injury."

"You don't have to worry about it." Zhulong shook his head and refused, "Even a saint can't save my injury."

Candle Qing involuntarily probed his spiritual consciousness into the body of Candle Dragon.

As soon as the consciousness penetrated, it was almost wiped out.

Zhuqing's spiritual consciousness has been transformed by innate purple energy, and suppressed by chaotic beads, which is tens of thousands of times stronger than the normal Da Luo Jinxian's spiritual consciousness.

Even so, it was almost destroyed, one can imagine Zhulong's injury.

Zhu Qing carefully inspected the injury with her spiritual sense, she was so surprised that she lost her voice when she probed.

"This injury!"

"As I said, a saint can't heal my wounds."

Candle Qing nodded in approval.

Indeed, Zhulong's injury was too serious.

Zhulong was wounded during the Long Han's calamity, and his body was full of various Taoist injuries.

The so-called Dao injury means that there is a chaotic Dao law in the body that does not belong to oneself, is out of control, is difficult to get rid of, and is chaotic.

The wounds in Zhulong's body were not one or two, but countless.

All kinds of Dao laws are intertwined, fighting each other and refusing to give in to each other, turning the dragon body of Zhulong into a battlefield of Dao struggle.

His injuries are very similar to the weakened version of the Dao Demon Battlefield, the Innate Three Races battlefield.

With this kind of injury in his body, Zhulong can last tens of millions of years, and he has not died until now. It can only be said that he has a great life and great supernatural powers.