What a group of filial sons and virtuous grandsons. Thinking back to those days, this ancestor of the dragon was as famous as the ancestor of the Taoist sect.

At that time, there was no offshore formation, and the ancestor of the dragon was known as the most powerful monster clan, and he was also famous in Dongzhou.

But look at it now, it has turned into a pile of bones, and it has to be dug out by its own descendants to break the formation. Maybe even it itself has not thought of it.

"Oh, this is like having the same person but different destiny."

Hong Zun sighed, although the Daoyizong and the Donghai Tribe were mortal enemies, he still respected the founder of the Jiaolong Tribe.

No matter what, he is powerful and has fought against his ancestors many times. Even the ancestors once lamented that it was a blessing to meet such an opponent in life.

But now, the founder of Dao Yizong is buried in the ancestral mausoleum of Dao Yizong as a treasure. Every year, Qi Xiong will lead all the senior leaders of Dao Yizong to pay tribute.

There are disciples who clean the grave every day, and the grass on the grave has never grown more than one centimeter.

Not to mention other statues, tablets, incense and so on, they have never been broken.

Looking back at the ancestor of the dragon, he committed evil.

However, after sighing, seeing that the ancestors of the dragons were dug out by these crazy descendants, Hong Zun and others also understood that if they want to save the offshore formation now, they can only rely on their plan.

The previous bone nails may not be able to break the formation, but the bones of the ancestor of the dragon are fully capable of forcibly tearing apart the formation.

Therefore, their actions must be carried out and must be successful.

"It's up to you, Senior Brother Zhang."

"Don't worry, I've already prepared it."

As a ninth-level formation master, and the offshore formation was carved by the Taoist Sect's ancestor, if you want to open an opening above the formation's light curtain, it is naturally not difficult for Zhang Tian's formation, just like opening your own door.

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He still didn't realize at all that the four people "Hong Zun" and "Qingshi" in front of him at this time were fake. After offering the bones of his ancestor, the smile on the old Dragon King's face became more intense.

However, after learning from its previous experience, it didn't waste any nonsense. After shouting angrily, it directly urged its ancestor to rush towards the formation.

There was a loud bang, and the bones collided with the formation. It can be seen that cracks appeared on the bones of the ancestor of the dragon, and two ribs even fell off. It looked like he had suffered a lot of damage.

But looking at the offshore formation, there was also a violent vibration, and cracks began to spread throughout the formation.

Not caring about his ancestor's injury at all, the old Dragon King smiled even more confidently.

Zhang Tiancheng in the dark sighed.

"The formation can't stop it, but if you want to break the formation, the bones of the ancestor of the dragon will probably be destroyed."

"No bones left? Both sides suffer?"

"good."

Good guy, you are really crazy. That is the ancestor of your family. Where did you come from without it? This is how you honor it, why do you insist on giving it ashes?

Many demon kings around were still shouting excitedly.

"The ancestor is mighty."

"The ancestor is mighty."

There are almost no bones left, but he is still so powerful. I admire him, I admire him.

Soon there was a second impact, and several more pieces of the bones of the ancestor of the dragon fell off, and the cracks became more dense, but the same was true for the offshore formation.

Seeing the crumbling formation, the old Dragon King looked at his ancestor with fiery eyes.

"Go, ancestor, to rise up for me, the water tribe, and ask the ancestor to break the formation."

"Please ask the ancestor to break the formation."

"Please ask the ancestor to break the formation."

With the third blow, the skeleton of the dragon ancestor was completely broken into two pieces. Only the dragon head was left, and other parts were completely shattered.

But the formation is also the same, and it seems that there is only one last thing left.

The disciples in the formation were waiting with solemn expressions. Once the formation was broken, they would have no choice but to confront these water tribes head-on.

Looking at the faces of the disciples, the old Dragon King outside the formation felt extremely comfortable.

All the secret losses I suffered at the hands of Divine Sword Peak seemed to have been vomited out at this moment.

What is this called? It means that although I have suffered so many losses, it doesn't matter. As for you, as long as you give me a chance to seize a chance, you will end up dead without a burial place.

"The one who laughs last is the winner."

Secretly sighing, perhaps because he was too excited, the old Dragon King didn't notice at all. Not far from the entrance, a small opening had been opened in the formation, and the four of them, Hong Zun, had quietly poked their heads out.

, Qingshi also held a big hook with cold light in his hand.

"You have to hook the hook accurately and don't miss it."

"good."

Qingshi looked serious. He only had one chance. Once he failed, it would be extremely difficult to do it again.

The hook swung slowly, but the old dragon king still didn't notice it. At this moment, it was preparing to give the formation the final blow.

In its view, it was a foregone conclusion that the offshore formation was broken, so it confidently said to the demon kings behind it.

"We, the Warriors of the Water Tribe, will follow my king into the East Continent, and the Water Tribe will rise. Today, I will watch my king break the formation..."

Just when he was talking about being high-spirited, with a whoosh, the old Dragon King disappeared directly on the spot.

"The water tribe rises today."

"The rise of the Water Tribe, just...fuck, where's the Dragon King?"

The Demon King of the Water Tribe on the side was still shouting loudly. In the blink of an eye, the damn Dragon King was gone?

What the hell, he was here just now. Such a big dragon king was in front of them just now. Why did he suddenly disappear?

On the other side, Qingshi lived up to expectations and hooked the old Dragon King with one hook. Seeing this, Hong Zun was overjoyed and shouted to Zhang Tianzhen.

"Formation, formation, fast."

Zhang Tianzhen was not slow when he heard the words. He immediately threw dozens or hundreds of formations out in an instant. Within a second, everyone was surrounded by groups of formations.

Hooking the old Dragon King over is only the first step, the next step is to surround and kill him.

But the old Dragon King has reached the perfect state of the Demon King after all. Even if Hong Zun and the four of them join forces, it will take some time to kill him.

During this period of time, formations were needed to block the rescue efforts of the water tribe demon kings.

For this reason, Zhang Tianzhen can be said to have emptied his own wealth.

A ninth-level formation mage who had accumulated a lifetime of wealth was all taken out by Zhang Tianzhen.

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This makes the old man feel distressed.

The formation was activated, the Dragon King had entered the formation, and with a crisp sound, Hong Zun's wine sword was unsheathed.

"kill."

He immediately attacked the old Dragon King.

Before they could react, they were surrounded and killed by Hong Zun and four others.

There seemed to be a flash of confusion in his eyes. The old Dragon King himself was confused. Where was I? Wasn't I about to break the formation just now? Why did he suddenly appear here?

By the way, there seems to be a big hook flying over, yes, hook, big hook... Fuck, hook, bluestone...

When he thought of the hook, the old Dragon King instantly felt familiar. Then he thought of the bluestone, and his expression suddenly changed.

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him!

My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.

And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...

This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.
To be continued...