Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

That bit of peel immediately turned into a stream of air flowing towards his limbs and bones, and finally went straight to the Zifu, submerged into the Yuanshen.

"Ah~"

Ao Ping roared, breaking through the frozen space.

It's just that he didn't escape, but hugged his head and howled in pain. Everyone could even see his primordial spirit coming out of his body from time to time, shining with dazzling brilliance.

Bi Xiao stared at the fairy apricot in Xuan Chengzi's hand with star-like eyes, "Brother, is this the fruit you borne?"

Xuan Chengzi nodded, "This is my original supernatural power. The fruit produced by consuming my original essence can not only strengthen the physical body, obtain the wind and thunder body, but also purify the primordial spirit, which is used to purify the "conversion" The technique should work."

"Elder brother, your original essence?"

"Gudong~"

Bi Xiao swallowed unladylike, stared at Xian Xing with fiery eyes, "Can you give me a taste?"

"no!"

Xuan Chengzi resolutely refused, and the fruit in his hand returned to the branch, hanging on the branch and shaking slightly.

It's just that the fruit that has already grown cannot be stuffed back.

Seeing the fairy apricot disappear along with the small tree, Bi Xiao seemed quite sorry, and from time to time cast a pleading and longing look at Xuan Chengzi.

At this time, Ao Ping's painful cry stopped abruptly.

He was panting violently, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

Annoyance, remorse, anger, sadness, excitement, gratitude...

Seeing his eyes, Xuan Chengzi also heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he is very confident in the fruit he has produced, after all he is only willing to feed Ao Ping a little bit of the peel.

On the other side, Ao Guang also noticed the change of the old dragon king, so he didn't dare to go forward and called a few times from a distance.

"Father!"

"Do you still want to kill me now?"

Ao Ping trembled slightly, as if his already old face had become even older.

"Ugh……"

He sighed softly, knelt down on the ground towards Xuan Chengzi, kowtowed respectfully and said: "Thank you, Shangxian, for saving the old dragon!"

……

Western Pure Land.

A phantom of a dragon rises up.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

This phantom of the eight dragon gods dissipated like a bubble.

On the Eight Treasures Merit Pool in the depths of the pure land, a golden lotus manifested, and the guiding sage sitting in lotus stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly.

The dissipated phantom of the Heavenly Dragon God gathered again.

However, in the next moment, it shattered like a bubble again.

The shattered bits and pieces, like ice and snow meeting the sun, quickly melted and turned into ashes!

In the west, there are no more eight dragon gods!

"Ugh……"

The leading sage sighed softly, containing deep helplessness and unwillingness.

"Shu Yuanhui's hard work will be exhausted..."

……

East China Sea coast.

The battle between the human clan and the dragon clan has come to an end. The defeated dragon clan led the shrimp soldiers and crab generals back to the sea, but all the senior dragon clan stayed behind.

Of course, this is not their will.

In addition, the father and son Ao Ping and Ao Guang were also brought here.

At this moment, they are eager to negotiate with Shennong, or plead guilty.

The attitude is very humble.

Even the two brothers, Ao Jia and Ao Yi, did not dare to be arrogant again.

However, Shennong ignored them and left them there, busy with the aftermath.

This war came suddenly, and went simply.

But the damage caused was real.

Not only those shrimp soldiers and crab generals were killed to the point of losing their helmets and armor, and there were no casualties, but many human warriors also fell on the battlefield.

In addition, nearly a quarter of the tens of thousands of monks were killed or injured.

All these must be handled by Shennong.

As for the Dragon Clan?

"Let them wait!"

Shennong said this with full confidence.

This war is won by the human race!

Whether it is a battle between gods or gods, or a fight between soldiers, the human race has shown a strong combat power and a courageous spirit.

From this battle, the human race officially stepped onto the prehistoric stage, announcing that they are the well-deserved protagonists of heaven and earth!

It was already dozens of days later when everything was dealt with.

At this time, Shennong summoned the high-level dragon clan who had been waiting impatiently.

The two sides met on the cliff that day.

Behind Shennong stood dozens of human monks from the Celestial Fairyland, and their aura was not weaker than the dragon gods on the opposite side.

He looked at the group of dragons on the opposite side, and said in a deep voice: "In addition to the old dragon king Ao Ping, the first prince Ao Jia and the second prince Ao Yi who provoked the war must be punished, the dragons must submit to the human race and become the guardian beasts of the human race, and they will never be killed." Betrayal; correspondingly, the human race will also regard the dragon race as a totem, so that the luck of the dragon race will be connected with our human race, and we will share weal and woe!"

Hearing the conditions offered by Shennong, all the senior officials of the Dragon Clan couldn't sit still.

Especially the two brothers, Ao Jia and Ao Yi, were furious.

"This is impossible! My Dragon Clan will not surrender to any race!"

"What are you kidding?"

"How powerful were the two clans of liches in the past? We have never surrendered even if they persecuted us in every possible way, let alone your human race?"

"You don't want to talk about peace at all! If that's the case, let's fight again in the future!"

"..."

For the dragon clan's fierce reaction, Shennong clearly had expected it.

He just said indifferently: "If you are not convinced, then we will fight again!"

"No need."

Ao Ping, the old dragon king with white beard and hair, sighed: "This king is willing to be punished, and the dragon clan is also willing to surrender to the human race... I just ask you to be kind enough to bypass Ao Jia and Ao Yi! After all, your daughter was also killed by Xuan Chengzi. Shangxian and the others have rescued them..."

Shen Nong shook his head, looked at Ao Ping and said, "I know what the old Dragon King wants, but this matter is not my personal enmity, but tens of thousands of human lives! There is absolutely no room for negotiation!"

"Ah~"

Ao Ping sighed and didn't speak again.

Ao Jia and Ao Yi looked at each other, and they both saw deep fear in each other's eyes...

……

After the negotiation was over, the human and dragon races went back to their respective homes, making final preparations.

After returning to Chendi from the coast of the East China Sea, the Shennong family kept issuing orders one after another to let the clansmen mine copper mines, ordering the monks of the human race to gather the power of blood to attract the luck of the human race, and supplemented by the congenital gossip refining created by the emperor Fuxi. Make the Eight Diagrams lock Longjing.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in a flash.

On the day when the Baguasuo Dragon Well was refined, the old dragon king Ao Ping personally led thousands of dragons to fly over Chendi.

All of a sudden, the nine heavens were filled with wind and clouds, thunder and lightning.

The figures of thousands of dragons meandered and shuttled among the dark clouds, making the sound of dragon chant, shaking the surrounding fields.

Standing on a huge high platform, Shennong looked at the old dragon king in the sky, and said in a deep voice: "In the past, Ao Ping, Ao Jia, and Ao Yi in the East China Sea slaughtered the human race and waited for an opportunity to provoke a war between humans and dragons. The town is under the Baguasuolongjing, and it will not be born until the ten yuan meeting expires!"

Around the high platform, tens of thousands of human monks shouted in unison, and their voices shook for nine days.

"Execution!"

Accompanied by the voice, a black hole appeared on the high platform.

Three arm-thick bronze chains protruded from the mouth of the well, straight into the nine heavens, and were firmly tied to the bodies of the three dragons, Ao Ping, Ao Jia, and Ao Yi.

"Crash-"

The chain rang, and slowly retracted into the well, dragging down the three thousand-foot-long dragon bodies bit by bit.

"Help me—"

"I don't want to be trapped in Longjing!"

"I dare not again! Forgive me!"

As the chains tightened, the two brothers, Ao Jia and Ao Yi, were crying and struggling desperately.

It's just that no matter what method he uses, whether he becomes as tall as a mountain or as small as a mosquito, the brass chain is always firmly tied to his body.

Fear, despair, regret...

Scenes of the past flashed before the eyes of the two brothers.

They were born in only one multi-dimensional society, but now they have to endure the pain of being imprisoned in the darkness of ten yuan societies!

At this moment, they even thought about dying out of their wits, and they didn't want to suffer from being imprisoned in the Dragon Well.

Compared with the collapsed appearance of the two little dragons, the old dragon king Ao Ping looked much calmer.

His eyes have been looking at the clansmen above the nine heavens, as if he was talking about something.

Above the nine heavens, Ao Guang and other Dragon Clan watched this scene with stern faces.

They saw the determination of the human race.

Severely punishing the old dragon king and the two princes in front of many dragon clans, what a powerful confidence this is!

After Ao Ping, Ao Jia, and Ao Yi finally sank into Suolongjing, the current dragon king, Ao Guang, took a deep breath, looked at Shennong and said in a deep voice: "My dragon family is willing to submit to the human race and protect the human race as a totem forever. Connected, share weal and woe!"

A smile appeared on Shennong's face, and he said loudly: "If that's the case, then our human clan will form an alliance with the dragon clan."

A moment later, the Shennong family officially announced to the world: "From today onwards, the dragon family is the totem of our human race. From then on, luck is connected, and we share weal and woe! I respectfully ask the world to learn from it!"

Ao Guang landed in front of him, turned into a human form, and worshiped the four directions: "From today onwards, my Dragon Clan is the vassal of the Human Clan. From then on, luck is connected, and we share weal and woe! Please learn from the world!"

"Om-"

Earth shakes.

At this moment, all the races felt the slightest throbbing from the depths of their souls, and a strong sense of security rose in their hearts.

Auspicious clouds rolled over the nine heavens, and a golden cloud of merit and virtue drifted over.

Shennong, Ao Guang, Xuandu and Xuan Chengzi who was not here all received a part of their merits.

Among them, Shennong's merits and virtues were the most, accounting for [-]% of the merits, which brought him one step closer to the path of becoming the emperor.

Ao Guang got two success points, Xuandu only got one success point, and the remaining [-]% ​​was shared by Xuan Chengzi.

At the same time, the luck of the human race that stretched across the Nanbu Continent once again thrived, becoming more solid and thick, and its image also changed, resembling a winding dragon!

The luck of the dragon clan also quickly became solidified, as if a precious orb had been caught in a claw of a giant dragon.

The fortunes of the two races are connected, one prospers both, and one loses both.