"Master Fu, this is the dragon son of the direct lineage of the East China Sea sent by Lord Bai Zhenjun. I hope you can help treat his injuries."
A god dressed as a civil servant stood on a cloud of blue clouds at his feet and flew into the sky above the Yellow Spring Sea.
He stretched out his hand and threw it, and a small green dragon more than ten feet long was suspended in the void.
But there was a shocking wound on this little dragon's body, which almost cut his body in half.
Not far from him, there was a huge giant with a height of 10,000 feet and a body made of squirming flesh and blood. There are countless holes all over its body, but they form yamen. Countless gods and ghosts haunt them. The scene looks quite scary.
The flesh-and-blood giant slowly raised his head, and there seemed to be two stars shining with astonishing energy in his eyes, exerting a tyrannical attraction to the surrounding void.
"It's been a long time since I saw a true dragon in my direct lineage. I didn't expect that the previous dragon king still had heirs left."
"Yes, if this dragon son dies, there will be no more direct lineage." The god nodded.
All dragon clans in the four seas are descended from the direct line. When the Dragon King is on the throne, all the sons under him are the direct line, and they all have the opportunity to become the next generation of Dragon King.
However, when the next generation of Dragon King succeeds to the throne, many of his brothers will become sidelines.
Just like this generation of Dragon King, he is the younger brother of the previous generation of Dragon King. Even if he inherits the throne, it can only be a side branch.
"So, is it your intention, King Mingling, to let me save people?"
The huge flesh and blood giant raised his head. The young dragon was seriously injured. If he wanted to save him, he had to reverse the cycle of reincarnation and find the ghost of the other party from the six paths.
He holds the authority of reincarnation, but now it is not easy for him to violate the rules of reincarnation.
"Yes, the true dragon lineage involves the return of the ancestral dragon. Even if it is just a very vague legend, we must not ignore it. Otherwise, it will be more difficult for us to resist the chaos of chaos again."
The flesh and blood giant remained silent, just looking forward calmly.
"Yes, for the sake of the chaos, I also have to save this little dragon." The flesh and blood giant murmured. This was a very distant word to him.
His current appearance, isn't it all due to the disaster of chaos?
"In this case, I'll trouble you, Lord." The god bowed respectfully.
The god quickly left the Yellow Spring Sea, and the flesh-and-blood giant looked deeply at the little dragon that had no breath.
Whether it is immortal cultivation or divine cultivation, there will always be endless disasters on the way forward, even if they reach their level.
Just like Taishi God, the predecessor of Lord Netherworld, he suffered from the violence of flesh and blood.
For this world, the greatest calamity is nothing but chaos.
Lord Netherworld stretched out his hand and summoned the young dragon in front of him. His palm held up the body of the young dragon.
The last chaos catastrophe was the most violent. Even if the three emperors jointly took action, they could only maintain a balance with the power of chaos.
At the last moment, the dragon kings of the four seas jointly took action and recalled the ancestral dragon from the depths of the world.
In this way, the balance was completely broken and the power of chaos was suppressed.
Lord Netherworld's thoughts changed, and his eyes turned like stars, and then traces of flesh and blood were like dense needle threads, shuttled back and forth over the huge gap of the young dragon.
In just a blink of an eye, the wound was sutured.
However, the most serious thing about this young dragon is not his body, but the lack of his soul and the pollution of his blood.
Although the lack of soul is a thorny problem, he is in charge of reincarnation after all, so there is still a way to solve it. But the pollution of this bloodline...
The reason why the Four Seas True Dragon cares so much about the distinction between direct descendants is because of the related inheritance of the ancestral dragon in the direct lineage.
During the last catastrophe of chaos, it was because the direct lineages of the four seas jointly summoned the power of the ancestral dragon from time and space.
Regarding the memory of that era, Lord Netherworld feels a little blurry. If this were to spread, I am afraid many people would not believe it. At their level, they should have been immortal for a long time. How could they forget the memories of the past.
But Lord Netherworld really felt as if there was a force that was wiping away his memory bit by bit until he completely forgot about the last chaotic disaster.
His impression of that time was only a few moments that he could barely remember.
"I remember... a dragon claw tore through the sky, causing those chaotic lives to die in an instant. This was... the appearance of the ancestral dragon."
Lord Netherworld's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had returned to an endless time ago.
…
"Wow hahaha, I'm finally coming out!"
Qiu Ping's other claw was also inserted into the shrinking crack in the void. He exerted force on his body, and the strength of his whole body exploded, tearing the crack several times.
But compared to his huge head, this crack still seems a bit small.
"Don't let him come out, seal the void quickly!"
Above the four seas, densely packed flesh and blood life forms, as if they were skinned, occupied the sky, the earth and the oceans, numbering more than a trillion.
They are connected together, almost blocking out the sky and the sun.
After seeing two dragon claws protruding from the crack, countless flesh and blood lives rushed up like a flood, and even different life forms were connected together to form an even larger and more terrifying life.
Regardless of life or death, with confusion and violence in their eyes, they moved forward one after another towards the direction of the dragon's claws.
"Ding ding ding."
Each of them holds a blood-red weapon in their hands, but the texture is like flesh and blood. At first glance, it looks like it is an organ on the bodies of these flesh-and-blood beings.
These flesh-and-blood beings waved the weapons in their hands and slashed at the dragon's claws crazily, making a crisp sound like rain hitting bricks.
However, their strength was a bit too weak compared to this real dragon, but not even a single scale of this real dragon was broken.
Even when this real dragon turned over its claws, a large number of flesh and blood lives were annihilated by the terrifying power.
"Four Sea Dragon Clan, follow me to kill the chaotic life together to help the Ancestral Dragon!"
On the East China Sea, a middle-aged man with two horns on his forehead and a majestic face flashed and turned into a giant dragon in an instant. He let out a long roar, and the powerful sound waves spread to the surroundings, shaking a large number of flesh and blood life into mud. .
However, even if these flesh and blood beings turned into mud, they still had strong vitality and were still squirming. They even merged again and turned into a new flesh and blood life after a short time.
"Roar."
This real dragon opened its mouth and spat out, and the scorching dragon flames spread in all directions, igniting a large amount of flesh and blood in front of it, and then burst into flames.
The real dragons behind him also transformed into their original forms, either roaring, fighting hand-to-hand, or breathing dragon flames.
It's just that their number is pitifully small compared to these flesh and blood lives. Even if they try their best, they are still insignificant compared to these floods of life forms.
"There is no need to fight with these flesh and blood lives. All we need to do is defeat these flesh and blood lives and make time for the Ancestral Dragon to come."
The leader of the true dragons let out a long groan and warned all the true dragons.
After hearing his voice, everyone stopped fighting with these flesh and blood beings, and just thought of using various methods to make these flesh and blood beings temporarily lose their combat effectiveness.
"What is it? Why does it feel sticky outside? Someone can't be spitting everywhere."
Because Qiu Ping couldn't see the outside world, he only felt that his paws were sticky and seemed a little itchy.
He was afraid that someone would spit on his hand while he couldn't see it. The last time he saw such a nasty thing was a monkey peeing on a fat man's hand.
Qiu Ping had to constantly channel his power into his palms to prevent anything disgusting from falling on his hands.
However, Little Loach can't feel where the magic power he has cultivated is at this moment. What he has in his body now is a very mysterious and elusive power.
He didn't even know what this power was.
What he didn't know was that within the range covered by his palm, any flesh and blood life that was close to him became dry and cracked in an instant, as if it had gone through tens of millions of years and consumed the last bit of his life. A glimmer of life.
These dried-up life forms fell from mid-air one after another. When the sea breeze blew, they turned into powder and flew into the sky, and finally disappeared.
"Only the power of the ancestral dragon can completely make these monsters disappear."
The leader of the real dragon looked at the flesh and blood lives that kept approaching the ancestral dragon, but were killed by illusory forces one after another, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
These flesh and blood life forms are extremely active, and it is very difficult to kill them completely.
Take ordinary immortal-level true dragons as an example. Their dragon flames can only be spit out for a quarter of an hour before they can completely kill a flesh and blood life.
This efficiency is too low. Even if all the real dragons attack together, they will not be able to kill many such monsters.
The leader of the true dragon looked at the sky. In just a short time, a large number of flesh and blood lives had gathered together and turned into a giant with six arms. Each arm was full of muscles and the fingers were like sharp ones. dagger.
The giant took a few steps to walk in front of the ancestral dragon's claws, and its six arms stretched forward together and grasped the dragon's claws.
"簌猌"
As soon as its palm touched the dragon's claw, an invisible force flowed, and powder continued to drip from each palm, and the face of this flesh and blood giant also showed a ferocious look.
The flesh and blood from other parts of its body poured into his palm, constantly filling in the missing parts of his hand.
…
"The arrival of the Ancestral Dragon did not go so smoothly. Those monsters did not allow him to break through the limitations of time and space and come to this world. A large number of flesh and blood lives combined into a giant, a very terrifying giant... to prevent the arrival of the Ancestral Dragon."
The memories in the mind of Lord Nether Palace on the sea of Yellow Spring slowly flowed. Although he could not remember many things, he still remembered this scene.
At least, it's not forgotten yet.
"At that time, I should have just ascended to the supreme divine position, and was given the title of Taishi. I commanded Fengchan Mountain and all the gods in the world, and was the right-hand man of the [Di Guan Emperor]."
"I remember, that day I rushed to the East China Sea to help the ancestor dragon descend..."
Lord Netherworld raised his head, and his orange-red sun-like eyes reflected the appearance of a middle-aged man with a handsome face, wearing a black cloak.
"boom!"
The middle-aged man in a big cloak stood in the void, looking at the tall flesh-and-blood giant in front of him, and gently stretched out a finger forward.
The next moment, a gray-black power condensed at his fingertips and turned into a ball of light the size of a human head.
Then the ball of light exploded, turning into a slender beam of light that instantly penetrated the body of the flesh and blood giant.
The moment it penetrated the giant's body, the slender light suddenly followed a line and exploded with power in all directions.
Then it was like a hot knife cutting through wax oil, easily dividing the flesh and blood giant into dozens of parts. These fragments squirmed, trying to gather together bit by bit.
The middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged. It was too difficult to kill these giants, and he didn't have high hopes.
Now he just hopes to delay for some time and help Zulong arrive quickly.
"Those monsters... were too difficult to kill. At that time, I didn't get... what? What didn't I get?"
"Because I didn't get a mouthful, the damage I did to them was minimal."
"What on earth didn't I get? Why can't I remember!"
Lord Netherworld, who was on the underworld sea, suddenly had a strong doubt in his eyes. He should have an immortal artifact in his life, otherwise he would not be able to hold the position of Taishi God for so many years.
But unfortunately, Lord Netherworld couldn't remember it. What was his magical weapon? Why don't I have any relevant memories now?
Lord Netherworld did not dare to think too much, he was afraid that if he continued to think about it, all memories of this period would be completely forgotten.
"So...what did I lose?"
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"Stab it."
The middle-aged man in a big cloak raised his head and looked at the huge gap in the void and the ancestral dragon with its claws protruding from it. The ancestral dragon's claws were surrounded by terrifying and strange forces, clawing randomly in the void.
A large amount of flesh and blood withered in an instant and turned into dust all over the sky.
"Is this... the power controlled by the Ancestral Dragon? Such a terrifying destructive power. Although it is not as pure as my way of destruction, it seems to be more effective in dealing with these flesh and blood monsters."
The middle-aged man looked at the two huge dragon claws in front of him that were like pillars of heaven, with a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
He uses destruction as his foundation. If he can gain a trace of breakthrough from Zulong, it will be of great benefit to his future practice.
"Hahaha, I'm finally coming out."
Because of the intervention of the Four Seas True Dragon and the middle-aged man, Qiu Ping finally had a chance to get out.
Half of his big head poked out of the crack, because when he was making loaches before, there were no horns on his head, so he could get out with just one drill.
But it happened that the real dragon he was possessing now not only had horns on its head, it was even very big, like a continuous branch of a tree.
Therefore, Qiu Ping faced a very embarrassing situation at this moment.
His head...is stuck!
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