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5661 Burial Ground

There were thin bloodshots from Luo Enen and others' mouths. Fang Tianyou and Xie Youran not only had bloodshots from the corners of their mouths, but even the palms holding the sword were dripping blood.

Situ Yunqi and Jin Zhetian were even exhausted and retreated to Gu Fenghua's side. The former used his last little strength to hold the long sword, while the latter used his last little strength to lean his head, preventing the fish that had leaked the net from rushing to the scene.

Around Gu Fenghua.

However, looking at their weak appearance, if there is a fish that escapes the net, they will most likely be unable to resist and will have no way to die.

Gu Fenghua was also sweating and her face was full of anxiety. She had already put all her strength into it, because the speed of making handprints was too fast, and even her fingers began to twitch. But even so, the blood of the monster refined was only one-third.

"Can you really have to give up? But if you give up, what should you use to resolve the crisis in Zitian Prison?" Gu Fenghua knew that if you persist like this, not only Luo Enen and others, but also herself might exhaust everything.

The holy energy was killed here, but if she gave up like this, she would really not be able to accept it.

When the barrier of Zi Tian Prison is completely broken in the future, thousands of creatures will be devastated, and even the entire Wuji Holy Heaven, including the Tianji Continent, will be destroyed by this, and she will be unable to forgive herself.

Suddenly, a dragon roar came from his ears.

The roar of the dragon is so vast and distant, as if it crosses time and space, but there is an inexplicable anger and depression in it.

In an instant, the hideous blood-colored beast shapes around him disappeared, the boiling blood river calmed down, and the heart-pounding violent intention and the pressure from the ancient monsters also faded away.

This is... Luo Enen and others who were holding the long sword tightly to slash out with all their strength were suddenly stunned. The long sword stopped in the air, and their eyes looked in the direction where the dragon roar came.

Gu Fenghua didn't dare to stop the fingerprints, but she had reached her limit after persisting for so long. Seeing the boiling blood river calming down quickly, she felt relaxed and couldn't help but slow down and head in the same direction.

Look.

Deep in the broken space, thousands of keels appeared in sight. The keels were big and small, and they all lay on the ground, maintaining their poses for the moment of death.

Although the flesh and blood have long turned into dust, only the gray skeleton is left, and the posture of lying prone is still visible, it can still make people imagine the divine posture of the ancient dragon clan and feel the supreme majesty above countless monsters

.

Long Tomb, where is the Long Tomb, it is the bone burial place of the ancient dragon clan!

In the center of the thousands of keel bones, there is an extremely huge keel bone. Even if you lie on the ground, it is as high as ten feet tall and a hundred feet long, which is more than several times larger than the hugeest keel bones around you.

What is even more surprising is that the other keels are gray and white all over, while this keel is covered with golden star dots. The golden light is moving, making it even more majestic and sacred.

The pressure of the dragon clan fell from the sky, and everyone felt that their heart was hit hard by a giant hammer, and their souls were lost for a moment.

Another vast, angry, and the suppressed dragon roar sounded. The golden bone dragon slowly stood up, but it seemed to be suppressed by a force. The dragon bones trembled, rubbed against each other, making a sound of sizzling.

Everyone raised their heads, their eyes swept over the golden bone dragon, and finally stopped above its head. A tall figure stood in the air, stretched out one hand and pressed on the golden bone dragon's head.

Compared with the golden bone dragon that is hundreds of feet tall and ten feet tall, his figure looks so small, but the palm seems to contain endless power. The golden bone dragon roars and struggles, but how come it is

Can't stand up.


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