Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

These dragon corpses died in a very painful manner, with all the essence and blood in their bodies disappearing, leaving only an empty shell.

Hong Zhou's pupils shrank, and he could see that these dragon corpses had been drained of their essence, blood and soul.

If they had souls before they died, this tomb would be full of resentment, but after they entered, they didn't feel a trace of resentment.

"Is this Zulong's method?"

Fang Yang said expressionlessly.

He is not a dragon, and he has no race, so he cannot empathize with Hong Zhou.

boom!

Hong Zhou didn't answer. He waved his hand and a ball of flame spread, instantly igniting the dragon corpse on the ground. The flames rose, and thousands of dragon corpses turned into ashes and returned to the world.

Many of these dragons are Hong Zhou's comrades. When he came here, he wanted to give them a ride after all.

"Don't worry! I will definitely kill Zulong to avenge you and avenge myself!"

Hong Zhou whispered softly.

The materials of this large tomb are extraordinary. Even with Hong Zhou's magical power, he couldn't burn it out.

The two of them continued deeper and pushed down the tower.

Going deeper, there is another tomb. There are more dragon corpses in this tomb.

Hong Zhou sent these corpses to heaven without saying a word.

Along the way, Hong Zhou felt very heavy and did not tell Fang Yang the secrets of the dragon clan as before.

After going thousands of miles deep, the two came to a tall altar.

This altar is golden in color and full of the aura of chaos. It seems to be watered with the treasures of heaven and earth in chaos.

On the altar, many dragon corpses were lying. These corpses sit cross-legged, with pious faces, as if they were voluntarily dedicated.

This is nothing strange.

There are countless people in the world, of all kinds. Some live for themselves, some live for their ideals, some live for their beliefs, and some live for their masters.

It is not strange for a dragon to be willing to sacrifice itself for the ancestral dragon.

"I have never seen these dragons before. Zulong really went to great lengths to fake his death and change his fate against the will of heaven."

Hong Zhou landed on the altar and stamped his foot. A big explosion occurred on the altar, and all the dragon corpses were blown into ashes.

"This place has reached the end. Zulong's real tomb should be in another time and space."

"That's right! It's a pity that he can deceive everyone in the world, but he can't deceive me."

When it comes to understanding Zulong, Hong Zhou dares to claim second place, but no one dares to claim first place.

After all, he had fought with Zu Long for so many years. Zu Long didn't know much about him, but he knew Zu Long very well. If he didn't understand Zulong, he would have died in Zulong's plan long ago.

Hong Zhou flicked his finger, and a drop of dark-yellow blood essence was ejected by him and fell on the altar.

This drop of essence and blood was taken from his body in his previous life. It belongs to the innate dragon clan. Its blood concentration exceeds that of most true dragons in the world.

Under the temptation of the true dragon's blood, a formation appeared, and the formation moved, swallowing the essence and blood.

"Is my essence and blood so easy to swallow?"

A cold smile appeared on Hong Zhou's face.

boom!

Boundless holy power rushed out from the formation, and a cyan dragon's shadow condensed into shape. This green dragon is extremely huge, its length is comparable to the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, its eyes are comparable to the sun and the moon, and its breath is overwhelming.

It stared at Fang Yang and Hong Zhou and asked: "Who, fellow Taoist, dares to break into the forbidden area of ​​our Dragon Clan?"

Needless to say, there is only one dragon that can possess such power.

Ancestor Qinglong!

"Humph!"

Seeing his old friend, Hong Zhou snorted coldly: "Qinglong, I advise you to take care of yourself and stop meddling in other people's business, lest you follow in the footsteps of the Black Dragon."

The projection of Patriarch Qinglong heard this and looked into Hong Zhou's eyes. When he looked at it, he saw another person in Hong Zhou's eyes.

Ancestor Qinglong had an incredible look in his eyes:

"Impossible, you have obviously been cursed by heaven, and will live forever as a Daluo Jinxian. How can you come back? In order to avoid the curse of heaven, I have made a great wish to protect the East Pole forever. You, why do you have it?"

"You protect the land of East Ji. What do you use to protect it? Some time ago, the saints fought and the prehistoric world was shattered. Why didn't you play a protective role?"

Let's not talk about Hong Zhou's venomous mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, he made the Qinglong Patriarch useless.

Ancestor Qinglong was furious: "Ao Hong, how dare you look down on me? When I was so powerful, you were just an innate dragon fetus in the Dragon Transformation Pond."

Although the Qinglong Patriarch is just a projection, he also possesses the power of a quasi-sage within Dongjitian.

As soon as he became angry, the space inside the tomb began to collapse and break, and a storm of time and space swept across, as if the end of the world was coming.

Hong Zhou didn't care when he heard Ancestor Qinglong call out the name of his previous life.

In this life, he obtained the Hengtian Yi, and it was easy for him to hide it from the sky. As long as he doesn't admit it himself, the law of heaven will not be able to find his head.

Hong Zhou shook his head, his eyes indifferent: "I'm not looking down on you, I am saying this to you because I want to humiliate you. You are also innately sacred and respected by all beings of the Dragon Clan, but you turn a blind eye to Zulong's atrocities and compete with him. You are complicit. People like you are not worthy of being looked down upon by me."

Ancestor Qinglong was extremely angry. He had lived for countless years and had never been so humiliated.

He was about to attack Hong Zhou, but he was already caught in the palm of Hong Zhou's hand.

"If you want to fight me, it's better to use your true body! I will destroy your projection clone first."

After Hong Zhou finished speaking, he crushed the projection of the Qinglong Ancestor into pieces.

After killing the projection clone of the Qinglong Ancestor, a golden portal slowly emerged above the altar. Above the portal, the breath of the ancient wildness rolled down. These breaths condensed into the shape of a dragon in the void, making the sound of dragon roars.

"Let's go in!"

Hong Zhou was fearless. When he saw the portal, he flew into it first without saying a word.

He dared to do this because of his confidence in his own strength.

In this era, there were many great supernatural beings in the ancient world, but none of them could threaten him.

He called Fang Yang over just in case, fearing that he would be besieged.

Fang Yang glanced at the portal and transformed into a stream of light, flying into it.

He has killed many powerful people, but this is the first time he has killed someone of Zulong's level. This opportunity is once in a lifetime.

At the moment when the projection clone of the Azure Dragon Ancestor was destroyed, somewhere in the time and space of the East Extreme Sky, a middle-aged man wearing a sea-blue emperor's robe felt something in his heart and suddenly transformed into a giant blue dragon, breaking through time and space. appeared in the outside world.

"An outsider broke into the Ancestral Dragon Tomb. All the Daluo Jinxian masters of my clan should come out quickly and follow me to annihilate the foreign enemies."

The dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, the huge sea rippled, and all the dragons were frightened.

Ancestor Qinglong gave an order, and all the great powers in the East Jitian were mobilized, manifested themselves as dragons, and headed towards the Ancestral Dragon Tomb.