The prophet took out Long Yuan from the Holy Grail, held it in his hand, and then said to Lin Yun seriously: "Long Yuan is the inner elixir left behind after the death of the ancient dragon. It not only contains the power of the dragon, but also
It also contains a remnant soul of the divine dragon."
"Those who swallow Dragon Yuan will have two consequences. One is to be recognized by the remnant soul of the divine dragon and gain the power of the divine dragon from then on. The second is not to be recognized by the remnant soul of the divine dragon and be directly obliterated by the remnant soul of the divine dragon.
After hearing the prophet's words, everyone couldn't help but worry about Lin Yun. They didn't expect that the risk of swallowing Long Yuan would be so high.
The prophet handed Long Yuan to Lin Yun: "You will definitely be recognized by Shenlong. I foresee this with my own eyes."
Under the worried eyes of everyone, Lin Yun took Long Yuan without hesitation, and then swallowed it decisively.
The prophet was not surprised by this. He had obviously known that Lin Yun would do this for a long time.
"I have prepared a training room for you in advance. Come with me quickly and I will take you there right away." After the prophet finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the corridor.
Lin Yun could already feel the vast power expanding in his body at this time. Without any hesitation, he immediately followed the prophet to the training room, where he retreated to absorb the energy of Long Yuan.
The power of the ancient divine dragon is extremely huge, many times more powerful than the power of the dragon bloodline, and is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.
Even the saint and the high priest dare not try to swallow the dragon essence easily, because this may cause them to explode and die.
Only Lin Yun, who has become a "super-material" life form, can withstand such powerful energy.
The man in the mirror knew this, so he willingly gave up Long Yuan to Lin Yun.
"How long will it take Brother Yun to absorb all the power of Long Yuan?" Lin Ying asked the prophet.
The prophet sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes calmly, and said calmly: "Half an hour."
Zhu Liya calculated in her mind, and then said with a solemn face: "It should not take half an hour for the Dijin Army to attack. We must stop the Dijin Army's attack before Lin Yun leaves the border."
One of the subordinates of the man in the mirror said with some fear: "But how can a few of us stop an army of millions? What's more, the strength of the Dijin leader is so abnormal, even if we all add up, we are no match for him."
The prophet said calmly: "Don't worry, we still have reinforcements, they have arrived."
As soon as the prophet finished speaking, there was a commotion outside the hall.
Everyone walked out of the hall and looked outside. They saw hundreds of flying dragons appearing in the distant sky, flying towards the hall. The scene was extremely spectacular.
"It's the high priest and the saint. Why are they all here?" Little Dragon Girl immediately recognized the identities of those flying dragons and asked with some surprise and surprise.
The prophet seemed to have seen through everything: "The saint, the high priest, and the seven people guarding the temple all died at the hands of the leader of Dijin. All the remaining dragon clan members are now gathering here."
As soon as the prophet finished speaking, hundreds of flying dragons flew to the sky above the main hall, and one after another transformed into human forms and landed.
Qinglong glanced at Lin Ying and others, then hurriedly rushed into the main hall, respectfully clasped his fists to the prophet who was closing his eyes and concentrating, and said: "Master Prophet, the saint is dead. The high priest and the seven people guarding the temple are here to cover our evacuation.
If you come forward, I'm afraid the situation is already in danger now."
"The Earth Gold Legion will never stop here. They will definitely drive out our Dragon Clan. Now that the Dragon Clan is at the point of life and death, only you, the Prophet, know how to save the Dragon Clan. Please tell me how to avert danger."
The prophet still closed his eyes and said very calmly: "I have sprinkled the seeds of hope, and they will sprout in half an hour. Now we just need to buy time and persist until half an hour later, and all crises will naturally be solved."
"I understand. Thank you for the prophet's guidance. I, Qinglong, will defend the Dragon Clan to the death!" Qinglong nodded, then turned around and walked out of the hall.
Qinglong walked out of the hall and came to the man in the mirror.
The person in the mirror took the initiative to reach out to him: "Now we are facing a powerful enemy. I hope we can ignore past grudges and unite to face the enemy together."
Qinglong also stretched out his hand and held it tightly with the man in the mirror: "From now on, we are allies."
The two shook hands and made peace, and soon sat down to discuss how to face the enemy.
As soon as both sides had deployed their stations, warning horns sounded outside.
The man in the mirror and Qinglong were both stunned for a moment, and then they immediately came to their senses.
"Damn it! Did the enemy attack them so quickly?" The face of the man in the mirror turned livid instantly.
Qinglong frowned in confusion: "That shouldn't be the case. The Earth-Gold Army moves so slowly. How could it kill them so quickly? Let's go out and take a look!"
"Okay, let's go!"
The two men took their troops and immediately rushed out of the hall to check the situation outside.
But when they rushed out of the hall, they all stood there dumbfounded.
On the distant horizon, there was no vast army of earth and gold, only dozens of scattered weirdos.
The images of those weirdos are all kinds of strange, including sturdy orcs, bird-men with feathered wings, extremely beautiful monsters, weirdos with various totems painted on their faces, and even monsters with only skeletons left.
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The moment he saw these weirdos, the person in the mirror showed a look of astonishment. Because these weirdos were none other than the race that wanted to slay the dragon.
The person in the mirror glanced over, and then he was surprised to find that there were all the demon clan, beast clan, wizard clan, feather clan, and skeleton clan.
The man in the mirror originally thought that these races were almost killed after encountering a large-scale magma explosion, but he did not expect that they all survived.
However, there were not many people who survived. Apart from the clan leaders of each clan, there were only some elders at the Wuzong realm. None of the cannon fodder below the Wuzong realm was seen.
"Who are they?" Qinglong asked with curiosity on his face. He had been guarding Long Yuan in the Dragon Clan's forbidden area all year round, and he had never seen these strange creatures before.
A member of the Dragon Clan came to Qinglong, clasped his fists respectfully to Qinglong and said, "Report to the Qinglong Protector, they are a race from the land."
"I guess they were chased by the Dijin Army, so they fled here. I don't know if they are enemies or friends. Do you want to kill them first?"
The person in the mirror hurriedly said: "No, I know them, and I can just pull them over to join forces with us to face the enemy."
Qinglong's face was filled with joy when he heard this: "This is the best thing. One more ally means more strength."