The purple-gold dragon hovered over the Golden Dragon Palace, looking down at the giant dragons carved on the pillars in the hall, and said slowly: "As the last generation leader of the Dragon Clan, I order you that after the Golden Dragon Palace disappears, you will each return to your clan.
After he leaves this cage and sets foot on the next continent, he must stop the group of people who are holding him back and prevent them from coming down to kill him personally. He will be the hope of our clan's future, and you have the right to kill any offender without mercy.
"
The pillars on both sides of the Golden Dragon Hall shook sharply, and the giant dragons carved on them turned into big men in golden armor. They all knelt on the ground: "I will obey the patriarch's instructions. We will protect him and let him grow up."
The purple-gold dragon's body hovering in the sky of the Golden Dragon Palace became increasingly dim and illusory, and finally turned into a drop of blood, flying towards Mo Han's brow.
"Send to the clan leader!"
The big man in golden armor knelt on the ground, sang an ancient war song, and said his final farewell to their clan leader.
As soon as the purple-gold blood touched Mo Han's brow, it immediately bloomed with unprecedented light, reflecting the entire Golden Dragon Palace in purple-gold color. At Mo Han's heart, the seed mark seemed to smell the fragrance of dragon blood. The faster it beat, the more
With a loud voice, an invisible gravitational force came from above, and it flew towards Zijin's blood as fast as it could.
The Zijin blood that entered Mo Han's body seemed to have its own life, or perhaps the Zijin dragon had not completely dissipated and left, resisting the attraction of the seed mark in Mo Han's heart, and continued to swim in Mo Han's body, condensing
His sinews and flesh.
"Old man Dugu, I am about to leave, aren't you willing to come out and see me one last time?"
When Zijin's blood traveled around Mo Han's body, standing above Mo Han's heart, the shadow of the young man transformed into Zijin dragon reappeared above the blood, looking up at Mo Han's sea of consciousness: "Old man Dugu, I am
The Emperor is about to leave, why don’t you come out to see me one last time?”
"Why are you doing this?" Old Man Dugu sighed, which also appeared in Mo Han's heart. The only difference was that the Purple Gold Dragon was standing on his blood, while Old Man Dugu was standing on the top of Linglong Tower.
"When a reincarnation reaches the end, it will be followed by destruction. If the Dragon Clan wants to continue and leave some bloodline, they can only place their hope on him."
"You actually don't have to die."
"No, I have lived long enough and I don't want to live anymore. I don't want immortality or eternity, I just want to be vigorous. I will use the dragon's breath to temporarily cover up his imperial blood breath, and leave the rest to
You. Just now, my blood circulated throughout his body and opened up his potential again. After he kills himself, it will be reflected when he practices again. You don't have much time, hurry up."
After Zijinlong finished speaking, without waiting for old man Dugu to speak, he laughed and rushed towards the mark of Mo Han's heart seed.
Mo Han's consciousness transformed into his own image, standing on a gray mountain range, looking up at the sky, and said to himself: "Can bloodline be revealed in this way?"
No one could answer him, because there was no one else here except him, and not even the killing blade could be brought in.
Suddenly, in the sky of the mountains, a purple cloud appeared at the end of the sky, shimmering with golden light, rushing towards the place where the mountains were at an incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye, purple-gold clouds came to the sky above the mountains. Mo Han looked at the surging clouds and saw a faint purple-gold dragon galloping inside, as if it was about to leap out and reach the nine heavens.
Mo Han clasped his hands in fists, faced the clouds, and bent at 90 degrees: "Purple Gold Dragon King, I will keep my oath. If the Dragon Clan is in crisis one day, I will do my best to help the Dragon Clan out of trouble."
The purple golden dragon's loud roar echoed across the sky and earth, as if confirming Mo Han's promise.
The gray mountains trembled violently in the roar of the dragon, and they seemed to rise into the sky like a purple dragon. However, it seemed that because Mo Han was standing on the mountains, the mountains only trembled violently and failed to fly off the ground as expected.
At this time, Mo Han seemed to be integrated with the mountains. He could feel the excitement coming from the mountains, but also a little bit of fear, fear of the bloodline of the purple gold dragon above.
Purple clouds surrounded the golden light, and the purple golden dragon among them looked back at the place where it came from, as if saying goodbye, and as if looking down at something, and then plunged headlong into the mountains.
The bare gray mountains trembled sharply, and countless swallowing mouths seemed to appear on the rough mountain surfaces, swallowing the purple clouds into the mountains continuously, without letting go at all.
It lasted for two hours before the gray mountains swallowed all the purple clouds into his body. A small, crystal-clear purple and gold dragon smiled at Mo Han and took the initiative to plunge into the mountains.
Boom, the moment the purple golden dragon hit the mountains, Mo Han's consciousness flew away from the mountains uncontrollably, was driven away from his heart by the imperial veins, and returned to the sea of consciousness.
What Mo Han never saw was that the bare mountain turned translucent after swallowing the purple clouds. In its center, there were two animals, a purple-gold elephant dragon with a whole body, and a blood-red ribbed animal.
Its wings resemble those of a tiger and that of an ox.
However, this scene only lasted for a moment, and then it returned to its bare gray color, like a pool of stagnant water without any ripples in the breeze.
In the Golden Dragon Palace, Mo Han, who was sitting on the dragon chair, opened his eyes, his pupils gradually narrowed, and an inexplicable aura came from him, as if to shock and crush everything in the world.
After a long time, the inexplicable aura on Mo Han's body slowly disappeared. However, under the impact of his aura, the glittering Golden Dragon Palace quickly dimmed. Those wall pillars made of gold, the gold receded and gray appeared. It was as if they had experienced
Invaded by countless winds and frosts and baptized by history, it is gradually decaying.
"Boy, what are you waiting for? Run quickly, this place is about to collapse. Do you want to be buried alive here?" Old man Dugu has been standing next to the dragon chair, but Mo Han, who has come back to his senses, does not appear.
At this time, old man Dugu shouted into his ear. As if his whole head was about to explode, he suddenly jumped up from the dragon chair and rushed straight to the top of the Golden Dragon Palace.
Boom.
Perhaps because the Golden Dragon Palace and the Purple Golden Dragon had reached their final moments, the moment Mo Han jumped up, the dragon chair platform below collapsed suddenly, and the roof of the palace burst open under the impact of Mo Han's head.
Outside the Golden Dragon Hall, in front of the memorial stele, Wei Su Zhuge Jing looked at the stele, his brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes wrinkled, it seemed that he had gained something.
Above the memorial monument, the Fish King and the Insect King sat opposite each other, neither comprehending nor speaking, but quietly waiting for something to be born, or waiting for a certain moment to arrive.
Shengyu clung to the memorial tablet with all four legs and kept crawling around, biting off any stone that he found pleasing or unpleasant. However, no matter how hard he tried, he had not bitten off a single stone from the beginning to now.
Come down.
Just when Mo Han opened his eyes and the Golden Dragon Palace began to decay, the memorial stele glowed brightly, and the entire stele magnified at an incredible speed. In a moment, its surface turned into a huge starry sky, dotted with stars.
, replacing the original sky of Fish and Insect Swamp.
Wei Su Zhuge Jing woke up from his meditation and looked at everything in front of him in shock. He didn't know what happened, but he vaguely felt that it had something to do with Mo Han.
"Here we come." The Fish King and the Insect King roared loudly, stood up from the ground, and ran towards the starry sky where the memorial monument turned into.
Among the cultivators outside the forbidden area of the memorial monument, some were sleeping, some were standing and meditating, and some were meditating, but at this time, their eyes were wide and round, looking at the starry sky above.
Some are excited, some are excited, some are afraid, some are confused, and some are soaring like the King of Fishes and the King of Insects.
Mo Han, who had crashed through the roof of the Golden Dragon Palace, didn't know what happened when a huge force of attraction came from above and swept towards everything below. It was like a violent storm, like a hail of bullets.
Mo Han lowered his head and looked down, and saw everything below him being attracted by this attraction like garbage, desperately trying to fly upwards.
Mo Han was startled in mid-air. He didn't dare to delay any longer. He used the energy in his body to form a thin protective shield outside his body. Using the ruins and broken walls that kept flying up, he quickly moved towards the dark place in the sky.
The place where you fly is also the place where attraction comes.
The black hole seemed to be very close at hand, but due to its gravity and Mo Han's deliberate addition, it never reached the end, as if it were endless. But Mo Han could clearly see that the black hole was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. I don't know.
Why, Mo Han's intuition told him that he must leave here before the black hole disappears, otherwise he will be lost in history.
"What is that?" Wei Su looked at the special starry sky and subconsciously asked Zhuge Jing next to him.
Zhuge Jing did not answer him, because at this time he was already immersed in this beautiful starry sky.
"The memorial tablet pays homage to the dead souls. Every star in this starry sky is the soul of a deceased person or beast. The memorial tablet is about to collapse and disappear, and these souls will also go to where they need to go." Holy Reputation
He stared at the starry sky in trance, but he was not meditating. This starry sky gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it before.
Mo Han forcibly stopped his galloping figure and stood there, thinking quietly. He knew that he could not continue galloping like this, otherwise he would not be able to get out even if he died of exhaustion.
Countless rocks and debris were flying towards the shrinking black hole in the sky. Mo Han, who stayed motionless in mid-air, became the biggest obstacle, so all the rocks and debris along this line would collide with each other.
On Mo Han.
The light of the protective mask flashed sharply under the collision of rocks and debris, and it shattered into pieces and disappeared next to Mo Han in just a cup of tea.
Without the barrier of the protective mask, all the oncoming rocks and debris fell directly on Mo Han and were bounced away. But Mo Han, with his eyes closed, seemed to be blind to all this, and it didn't hurt.
, still pondering.
Empty, everything is empty.
Without looking back, Mo Han bumped into the huge boulder that was speeding towards him.