I only came when I became an emperor with golden fingers

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"Friend Daoist Yuan's kindness is appreciated by me, but I should have completely dissipated long ago. I'm already very tired after holding on until today."

The broken horn of the real dragon said: "Let my child continue to live instead of me."

At this time, a divine light suddenly exploded from the cliff not far away, and a light and shadow appeared on the cliff.

One after another pictures appeared on the cliff. It was the battle between the real dragon and the Immortal King of the foreign land. He fought against three with one!

With a majestic figure, he can break through the galaxy with strength, and he can shatter the universe with a flick of his tail. He smashed a corner of the Immortal King's weapons, and his body was blown up.

From these pictures, we can see the ferocity of the former top ten evildoers.

The immortal king of a foreign land, one-on-one with people of the same level, absolutely no one is his opponent.

This race is unique, even in the Immortal Realm, it is invincible.

After all the pictures dissipated, a real dragon appeared on the cliff, which was a mark.

In the imprint, there are thoughts fluctuations.

This is a fuller and more complete imprint than the real dragon's horn.

Of course, there is no essential difference between the two.

The broken horn of the real dragon floated to the front of the cliff, and the imprint emerged, below which were three real dragon eggs.

Seeing this scene, Liu Shen understood something.

"Do you want to use the last imprint to help your child be born?"

"Yes." The True Dragon Mark affirmed Liu Shen's answer.

"I didn't give him the best environment to grow up, and I couldn't even let him be born intact."

"But I'll try to make it up."

"This is the only heir I can hope to have."

The voice of the real dragon's mark came to the back, and became softer.

Of the three dragon eggs, two of them had dragon aura surging, but they were dead inside, without any vitality, completely extinct.

As long as the third dragon egg is still full of vitality, and even has the power of the primordial spirit fluctuating, obviously, it is already conscious.

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Willow God stepped forward to check the condition of the only living dragon egg.

The mark of the real dragon did not stop it.

"The innate foundation is almost destroyed..." Liu Shen said to himself, angry.

To die on the battlefield is because their skills are not as good as others, they worked hard.

Cultivate hard day and night, and wait for revenge in the future, and I will definitely fight with my life.

But it would be insidious and sinister to attack the unborn offspring of all the immortal figures.

The situation of Kunpengzi and Zhenlongzi is not an exception.

This was a common tragedy that occurred during the Great War in the last years of Xiangu.

Zhuwanggouzi and the heirs of the real fairy were persecuted and murdered.

Some died immediately at the time, while others were dying and could only be sealed in the chaos, leaving behind shocking methods, hoping to be born in the future.

For example, Kunpengzi.

But even if he can be born, his fundamental potential will be greatly damaged, and he will no longer have the demeanor of a descendant of the immortal way.

Still like Kunpengzi.

Many celestial beings from the Immortal Ancient Era have become extinct, and their bloodlines have completely disappeared.

"It's better than the situation of the master's heirs back then." Tian Huangji said.

In fact, it wasn't that the dragon egg was better than the Kunpeng egg at the beginning.

It was the real dragon that spent the last effort to rescue a dragon egg.

Let it come to life.

The heirs of the real dragon have definitely received more black hands than the heirs of Kunpeng.

After all, the race that can be promoted to the Immortal King by adulthood, if it is not extinct, will grow up in the future, and it will be harmful to foreign lands.

If it wasn't a real dragon, then even if this real dragon egg could be preserved, its vitality would not be as vigorous as it is now, and it would definitely be on the verge of withering.

As for the innate foundation, let alone.

After all, he is the head of the ten evils, the top ten evils at the level of the immortal king, with all-powerful means, much stronger than the ten evils Kunpeng.

"I have given them all of my remaining essence and blood." There were words on the cliff.

This way of communication is less expensive than direct chatting.

"But in the end, only one child was rescued, and he was destined to be born with a defect."

"After I dissipate completely, grind the dragon's horn and sprinkle it on the egg, and supplement it with magic medicine, dragon scale grass, etc., so that he can be born in a more complete posture."

"To make up for the defects in his physical body and primordial spirit, in these respects, he will not be much worse than a normal juvenile true dragon."

It doesn't mean much difference, so it's still a little bit worse.

But this one is enough to see the shocking means of the real dragon.

Forcibly saved a dragon egg that was wandering in death to this extent, and still retained most of the true dragon roots.

If the real dragon retains some power in the end, maybe he can completely save his child.

It's a pity that he reached the last moment of the bloody battle, and when he dragged his broken body back to Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, he was already dying.

It can only do this step now.

And the meaning of the real dragon is also very obvious, to sacrifice his last brand to make up for the only remaining dragon egg.

"It's a pity that there is no Nine-Turn Sun-Returning Grass. He may not be able to inherit the True Dragon Art." Lines of words emerged.

Nine-turning sun-returning grass, an unrivaled medicine that can save dying people, known as life and death, human flesh and bones.

It's a pity that this is too rare, and there are not many in ancient times.

If there is Nine Turns Sun-Returning Grass, the dragon egg can be born satisfactorily and inherit the prestige of a real dragon.

If not, the true dragon treasure will not be passed on, and the loss will be heavy.

The True Dragon Seal is also incapable of passing on the True Dragon Art to his children, and he can no longer do it now.

"Have you planned it long ago?" Liu Shen asked.

"After the remaining blood essence was exhausted, I came up with this method." Words kept appearing on the cliff.

"But at that time, I couldn't dissipate. There was an enemy who was also in the Eighth Domain. I was always on guard against him."

"Now that you are here, I can rest assured."

"Enemy?" Liu Shen was puzzled.

"Pu Demon King!" said the True Dragon Mark.

Seeing the mark of the real dragon, everyone's expressions became strange.

"If it's Pu Demon King, then you don't have to worry about it now." Liu Shen said:

"Pu Mo is dead, and its original essence has been used."

"Ancestor Jiling, did you kill him?" The True Dragon Seal uttered directly, and it could be seen that his mood was fluctuating.

"It wasn't me, it was Yuan who killed him." Liu Shen shook his head.

Meng Chuan nodded slightly, "That's right, it's right here."

"Hahahaha." The Mark of the True Dragon suddenly laughed happily.

Waiting for eternity, not only waiting for the ancestor worship spirit, but also waiting for such happy news.

The mark of the real dragon thanked Meng Chuan again and again, and praised Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan calmly accepted these compliments.

"Death without regret, death without regret."

"I can rest assured. In the future, I hope that the ancestors will take care of my children. Our inheritance will not be destroyed, and the nine days and ten places will not be destroyed."

"It is necessary to let the foreign land pay for it with blood."

The hatred of destroying homes and poisoning relatives will never be forgotten.

Liu Shen nodded, looking at the mark of the real dragon, there was inevitably sadness in his heart.

Old friends from the past passed away one by one.

In this world, she seemed to be the only one walking alone.

At this time, the broken horn of the real dragon floated onto the dragon egg, emitting a dim light.

He is ready.

"Why don't you ask me if I can do anything?" At this moment, Meng Chuan's voice sounded.

Everyone immediately looked at Meng Chuan.

"Although there is only one mark left, is it not good to keep it, talk to your children, and teach your children?"

Meng Chuan was a little speechless. These people decided this matter with a single word, and they didn't think about other ways at all.

Why, look down on such a small character like me!

"Uncle Meng, do you have a solution?" Shi Hao quietly asked beside him.

"What do you say?"

"According to the method you said, I have all the materials needed for it."

Meng Chuan said: "Dragon Horn, the magic medicine, including Jiuzhuan Yangyang Grass."

In the chaotic ancient times, Meng Chuan could not get the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass, but in the era of Shrouding the Sky in later generations, Meng Chuan was all over the entire sea, and he couldn't find anything.

As long as that thing really exists, Meng Chuan can usually get it.

It has been a long time since the Nine Turns Resurrection Grass has been seen in Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, but the sea is so big, there will always be a place with this thing.

Unfortunately, Meng Chuan got it.

As for the dragon's horn, there are more of them, and it is more complete than this real dragon's broken horn, and the essence has not been lost at all.

Xiaota shook to Meng Chuan's side, and asked suspiciously:

"You nest in Shicun every day, where did you find the Jiuzhuan Huanyangcao?"

"With my kind of luck, if I go out for a walk casually, the weeds on the side of the road will turn out to be grasses that turn back the sun."

"Bragging." Shi Hao muttered, "You don't even walk out."

Meng Chuan patted Shi Hao's head, bastard, who are you with.

And hearing Meng Chuan's words, the real dragon imprint was excited.

It's true that there is no way out after mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers.

Too many surprises today.

"Fellow Daoist, I dare not forget." The True Dragon Mark did not refuse, and he couldn't refuse at such a time.

Rejecting it at such a time is hypocrisy.

"After my child is born, I can worship my fellow Taoist as my teacher and my fellow Taoist as my father."

This is a temptation that most immortal kings cannot refuse.