Looking at the dilapidated stairs, Lin Zihan's eyes fell on the stairs and could not move away for a long time.
"Dragon crystal, can the ancient dragon consciousness existing in the dragon tomb really change the fate of the dragon clan?" Lin Zihan admitted that he was tempted, and it was because of his own selfish motives.
The dragon's blood dried up, and Lin Zihan felt as if his whole body had been drained. All his strength seemed to have fallen asleep, and his clenched fists were not as strong as before.
You still have to go up and take a look to find out.
Before Long Jing could answer, Lin Zihan quickly ran towards the stairs. The desire in his heart inspired Lin Zihan's desire to rekindle his dragon blood and become a real dragon.
His hand naturally fell on the handle of the stairs. The bronze runes gave him not the cold feeling, but a blazing heat, like a burning fire.
The palms of his hands were red, and Lin Zihan felt the scorching energy pouring into his palms. The heat was still spreading, testing his forearm bit by bit.
He Jin's eyes never shifted from Lin Zihan until he saw Lin Zihan walking towards the second floor, trembling in his eyes.
They also thought about going to the second floor to see what was going on, but at the top of the stairs, there was an invisible wall that completely separated them from the stairs. Even if they jumped away, they could not get past the transparent wall blocking them. .
I thought that Lin Zihan would also hit the wall, but until he saw Lin Zihan's left foot stepping up the steps, the scene that He Jin was looking forward to did not happen.
Lin Zihan actually walked up to the second floor. Although he only walked up one step and stopped where he was, this was something they couldn't do.
The corner of his eye swept over the people in the palace. He Jin looked at these tired people and didn't notice Lin Zihan's actions at all, and felt much more at peace in his heart.
If they were to see this scene, He Jin knew that his ears would become noisy again. Now he just wanted to quietly see what Lin Zihan would do.
The palm of his left hand turned red, like a red-hot iron, but Lin Zihan did not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, the burning fire made Lin Zihan's left hand full of strength.
Continuing to move forward, Lin Zihan this time was not as fast as he had just run towards the stairs, but very slowly, with a serious look in his eyes.
At this time, Lin Zihan believed Long Jing's words. In the ancient dragon's tomb, there might really be a being far more powerful than the dragon's blood on his shoulders. That was the origin of the dragon.
Everyone believed that dragon blood was the origin, and it was through dragon blood that Ying resurrected Lin Zihan, who had the power of the Blood Dragon King. Only Lin Zihan, who had the dragon blood, knew that although he had mastered that powerful power, he Not a dragon after all.
Even though his genes were spliced together from dragon gene fragments, Lin Zihan still knew that he was not a dragon, but a half-dragon, half-human monster.
There were only twenty steps in total, but Lin Zihan walked for nearly half an hour, and his left hand kept sliding on the handrail of the stairs, never leaving it for a moment.
With his right foot on the floor of the second floor, Lin Zihan stared at the scene in front of him, his eyes widening.
"Ancient dragon?" In front of Lin Zihan, on the bronze throne, sat a dragon, a living and breathing dragon.
The iron-green dragon scales on his arms and his beautiful face. If it weren't for the beard around his mouth, Lin Zihan might have mistaken the person in front of him for a woman. Oh no, it should be a female dragon.
Her long black hair spread along the throne and spread on the floor, exuding a compelling heroic spirit.
"Blood Dragon King inherits Lin Zihan, pays homage to the ancient dragon." Seeing the ancient dragon open his eyes, Lin Zihan knelt down on the ground with a "plop~" sound.
It wasn't that Lin Zihan was wise or afraid, but the moment those dark eyes slowly opened, Lin Zihan felt nothing but surrender.
"How many years have passed, and a dragon actually came to my dragon tomb." Gu Long opened his mouth and looked at the man in front of him. He didn't even have any dragon scales on his body, and he didn't even see any dragon horns.
"You're not a dragon?" Gu Long was shocked. With a wave of his left hand, seven green vines flew out from under his feet, wrapped around Lin Zihan's neck, and slowly lifted Lin Zihan up from the ground.
Lin Zihan wanted to struggle, but before he could exert any force, the vines began to tighten, constricting Lin Zihan's hands.
His hands were also tightened in front of his chest by the vines, and Lin Zihan's legs swung weakly, hanging in the air by the green vines like a hanged man.
"I'm not a complete dragon, but I have dragon heritage and dragon blood genes." Lin Zihan endured it and quickly threw out his last life-saving straw before the vines sealed his mouth.
As expected, Gu Long was stunned, and the tightened vines loosened slightly.
The blush on his face faded, and Lin Zihan gasped for breath. Just the moment the vines tightened, Lin Zihan felt almost desperate pain.
At the same time, on the first floor, the palace that originally had only bronze walls sprouted countless vines, surrounding the entire palace in a matter of seconds.
The people who were originally sitting on the bronze seats were completely restrained by the sudden vines.
"The breath of the blood dragon..." Gu Long nuzzled his nose, got closer and smelled the scent of Lin Zihan, and then said excitedly.
"The blood of the blood dragon is a great tonic." Gu Long's face showed a greedy look, and his eyes looked at Lin Zihan infatuatedly.
"Long Jing, why doesn't this ancient dragon feel like a good dragon?" Lin Zihan wanted to avoid the ancient dragon's face, but was restrained tightly by the ivy, and the face he just turned away was twisted again. return.
Gu Long's face was so close that Lin Zihan could even feel Gu Long's breath, waves of hot wind blowing on his face, and his eyes were only eyelashes away from Gu Long's dark eyeballs.
"Sniff, sniff~" Gu Long shrugged the tip of his nose again. This time Gu Long smelled very carefully, for fear that he was too far away and smelled the wrong thing.
"You are indeed a descendant of the blood dragon." Gu Long looked up and down at the person in front of him, "But you look a lot like those Star Attendants, and you don't have the temperament of a dragon at all."
"Star Waiter!" This was the first time Lin Zihan heard these two words from Long's mouth. He looked like Star Waiter, which meant that Star Waiter looked like a human.
Lin Zihan couldn't help but have some ventriloquism. Could it be that human beings are the descendants of Xingshi who stayed in Yuanxing, or that people and Xingshi are the same people...
Lin Zihan, who had read several novels, began to have all kinds of strange thoughts pop up in his mind. He even vaguely sensed a hint of conspiracy.
"Aren't you an ancient dragon? Why have you met the Star Attendant?" Lin Zihan remembered that in the records of dragon history, the Star Attendant only came to Yuanxing during the Dragon Clan's Space Era. At that time, the Dragon Clan had already passed the Ancient Dragon Era, and even The last ancient dragon was completely dead.
"The Star Attendants were just those who roamed the universe and controlled the laws of various galaxies. I had seen them when the ancient dragons were born at the beginning of Yuanxing."
Ancient Dragon sat back on the throne. As the king of the Ancient Dragon Era, he was the dragon who signed the galaxy treaty on behalf of the dragon clan and the star attendants who came from afar in the universe.
"Their appearance is just that they sense that a powerful race has been born on a certain planet, and they need to establish checks and balances to make these planets forever belong to the rule of the universe."
Gu Long leaned on the throne. He couldn't remember how many years he had been sleeping, but the appearance of the young man in front of him made him understand that he was going to die, both physical and spiritual death.
"So the development of the Dragon Clan and their desire to communicate with extraterrestrial civilizations violated the treaty of the galaxy civilization, so the Star Attendant came."
Gu Long said it very lightly, without even a trace of sadness, as if the demise of the dragon clan had nothing to do with him.
"What are you looking at?" Gu Long also noticed Lin Zihan's strange gaze, "When the Dragon Clan was destroyed, I had been dead for 30 million years, and the Dragon Emperor had been replaced for who knows how many years."
Gu Long's words also made Lin Zihan understand that the eternal river of time will really dilute everything.
"It's strange to say, but those Star Attendants haven't changed much from before." Gu Long witnessed that battle. The Dragon Clan's defeat was not terrible, at least the Dragon Clan's bloody spirit was still there.
Your inheritance comes from the most powerful warrior, the Blood Dragon King. '
Gu Long understood Lin Zihan's identity. In that war, Gu Long looked at the outbreak of the war like an outsider, because he was unable to intervene and was unable to intervene. He had fallen and was just a consciousness in the shattered space.
"It's hard to imagine that the young dragons didn't give up hope of resisting after the genocide. It seems that I am really old." Gu Long left the throne and walked beside Lin Zihan.
Slowly walking around Lin Zihan, he saw that the green vines were still binding Lin Zihan's body, making it impossible for him to move.
"I know what you want, the Ancient Dragon Soul. It's something that the Dragon Kings of all generations have been pursuing. It's a pity that they can't break through the space barrier and come to this fragmented space.
I'm very curious. Dragon blood is obviously contrary to space. The Dragon Emperors of all generations have been unable to understand the existence of space. Why can you cross the barrier of space? "
The ancient dragon had circled Lin Zihan countless times, and found nothing strange about Lin Zihan. Except for the weak breath of the dragon, he even looked like a dying dragon.
Gu Long's words awakened Lin Zihan. The Dragon Kings of the past generations could not pursue the Dragon Tomb. Perhaps because of the dryness of his own dragon blood, the power of the void brought him into this space.
And the remaining dragon blood can pass through the checks and balances on the second floor.
Lin Zihan suddenly understood that whether it was the Black Tower in the Northern Wasteland or the Dragon Tomb at this moment, it happened to be a place that he could enter only if he had dragon blood and void ability.
Just as Xuan Yu said, his mission in life is to uncover the many veils of the world, whether it is the veil of Yuan Xing today or the veil of the dragon in the past.
"Because I am half-dragon and half-human, and my dragon blood happened to be completely lost due to the heavy damage from the holy gold." Lin Zihan did not hide his truth. When he saw Gu Long's eyes that had been washed away by the years, Lin Zihan knew that he could not deceive an old man.
