Chapter 683 The man with the sacred dragon’s feet!
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The leader of the Bolong Clan felt extremely sad, but he had no time to feel sad because the situation was urgent. If he hesitated for just one second, many Bolong Clan members would sink into the sea and die unexpectedly.
"Fanlongzhou!"
The old patriarch of the Huanlong clan spread out his beard and hair, activated the Gang Qi in his body, shook his hands, and sacrificed another heavy object.
Only the roar of a real dragon was heard in the void.
This is an ancient object made of ancient true dragon skin. When it fell into this primitive sea area, it instantly turned into a dragon boat, replacing the original giant whale like a battleship and becoming the place where the people of the Dragon Clan settled. "
What a desperate human race, do you think you dare to walk in this primitive sea with these meager skills? Today, I will let you see what true dragon blood is and what is real power.
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This is a majestic creature that looks like a dragon or a dragon. It soars into the air and roars wildly, its sound shocking the whole world.
In this thousands of miles of primitive sea, undercurrents surged, and countless powerful monsters began to boil and go berserk. The endless energy turned into a rolling torrent, and they continued to strangle the dragon boats on which the Bolong clan members were riding. The blue dragon in the sky
Above it, it opened its bloody mouth and spit out an extremely violent torrent of energy. There was even a trace of electric light lingering on it, pouring down, threatening to engulf all the members of the Bolong clan.
A horrific scene like the destruction of the world.
"You beast, how dare you!" The old patriarch of the Dragon Clan stood up from the sea with one step, glaring in anger, his beard flamboyant, his hands raised to the sky, activating the Gang Qi, controlling the sea water, and stabilizing the dragon boat as if it were on the ground.
There is a path that is so majestic that it cannot be restored
The shadow of the added real dragon soared into the sky from his back.
Roar!
This thousand-foot-long phantom of a true dragon rose into the sky as if it were a painting of substance, fighting with all its might, surrounded by a beam of energy filled with snow-white lightning.
Two powerful energies collided in the air and exploded, like the sea collapsing and the earth collapsing, and the terrifying aura shaking the sea area.
The old leader of the Bolong Clan fell from the sky, half of his body had been burned to coke, and blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the sea area under his feet red.
"It's over, this is an adult king of the eel dragon clan..."
The members of the Bolong tribe were trembling under their feet, unsteady on their feet, and looked desperate.
Eel dragons, a creature in the primitive sea, are very dangerous and can release powerful thunder and lightning surges in a short period of time, swallowing up enemies in an instant.
They have sensed that there are countless eel dragons lurking in the surrounding waters.
There is also a fully grown king of the eel dragon clan. Even the old clan leader may not be able to take advantage of it. They are naturally dead.
"How can the heaven be so inferior to me!? Is the Huanlong clan about to be destroyed like this?!"
The leader of the Bolong Clan looked up to the sky and screamed, full of anger and unwillingness. He slowly knelt down on the sea, kowtowed to the sky, and prayed for the blessings of the Holy Dragon in the language of the Bolong Clan. At this last moment when he was on the verge of despair, until the last moment of his life.
, countless Bolong clan members forgot about the panic in their hearts, followed their clan leader and knelt down, formed an ancient and strange gesture with their hands, and said their last words to the sky.
Pray for piety.
The voices of thousands of people gathered together, as if the gods were singing an ancient song, reaching up to the sky and down to the deep spring.
The Eel Dragon King soared into the air and when he saw this scene, he sneered: "They are really like ants in the human race. Because of their own weakness, they want to place their hopes on an illusory fate. It is really ridiculous and pitiful...
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It also sent out a signal to attack. In this primitive sea area, there were countless eel dragons within a million miles, and they came to surround and kill the Bolong tribe.
The blue waves are turbulent and the water waves are shaking, hiding extremely dangerous murderous intentions.
At this moment, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly came from above the sky.
Roar!!!
This burst of thunderous roaring sound waves is invisible but has quality. You can clearly see the golden ripples rippling in the air, rising and falling like a tsunami, covering the sky and the earth, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore.
The entire primitive sea area seemed to have fallen into silence, and everyone raised their heads slightly and looked up at the sky.
It turned out that in the sky tens of thousands of feet above, countless purple clouds had accumulated unknowingly. Among the purple clouds, suddenly a majestic and unimaginable real dragon head poked out.
Those golden dragon eyes stared fiercely at the Eel Dragon King, full of violent killing intent.
The people of the Huanlong tribe burst into cheers and burst into tears.
This is the holy dragon passed down from the ancestral precepts of their Bolong Clan, the true bloodline descendant of the ancient True Dragon Royal Clan, and the existence they will spend their entire lives guarding.
"It's saved, we are finally saved!"
"The great Holy Dragon has heard our prayers, and our Dragon Clan is saved!"
After being in a desperate place, they suddenly saw a glimmer of hope for survival. All the people of the Huanlong clan cheered and shed excited tears.
The girl from the Dragon tribe with bright eyes suddenly stretched out her white and slender little finger, pointed at the real dragon head, and asked: "Chief, you see there seems to be a person standing on the head of the holy dragon, who is he?"
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What!?
The leader of the Huanlong Clan stopped to salute reverently, raised his head slightly and looked, his pupils suddenly shrinking.
On top of the holy dragon's head, stood a heroic man. He was wearing a cloud-patterned dragon robe, with his hands behind his back, and his black hair fluttering wildly in the wind.
It's like a god's mansion that came out of the fairy palace, as high as the sky, overlooking the lower world. Two gazes spanned the entire primitive sea area, gazing majestically at the vastness of the ages, making hundreds of millions of people bow their heads.
"This is......"
The old patriarch of the Huanlong Clan's head went blank, his lips trembled, and he suddenly came to his senses.
It turns out that it was not the birth of an ancestor that caused the energy riot in this primitive sea, but the arrival of this powerful existence in this primitive sea, causing a strange phenomenon in the world.
Who is he?!
It can actually make the Holy Dragon willing to take advantage of it!?
The holy dragon in the ancestral training of the Dragon Clan is a descendant of the kings of the ancient True Dragon Clan. He was once the master of the ancient world and the protagonist of an era! [Stable updates, please subscribe to the book friends, please give me rewards, please send me flowers,
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