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In the territory of the dragon-slaying tribe, there is a huge tree cave on the top floor. An old man is sitting on a large black wooden disk. He is really too old. His figure was originally very tall, but the power of time has bent him.
His waist rotted away his solid and burly body, wore away his hard dragon armor, and damaged his sharp and sharp body.
His teeth were cloudy, his sharp and deep eyes...
Beauty turns into withered bones in an instant, and time has always been the most ruthless.
Eight million years ago, he was once very high-spirited and a peerless genius, but now, he is just an old man who is dying.
Beside him, there was a young man with red lips and white teeth, eyes as bright as stars, his eyes flashing, sitting there motionless, staring at the old man.
If the old man didn't move, he wouldn't move at all. The old man and the young man seemed to be competing to see who had the patience.
But actually no, the old man was just old and too lazy to move. He didn't even want to move his fingers.
But suddenly! The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a brilliant light burst out from his cloudy eyes!
The young man said in surprise: "Grandpa Renwang, what's wrong with you?"
"Dead, they are all dead." The old man murmured.
The young man asked curiously: "Grandpa Wang, who died?"
The old man sighed: "It's just people who will die sooner or later."
The old man and King Yi Ren have the same name, but they have nothing to do with King Yi Ren. If there is any relationship, it is that King Yi Ren killed the old man's only son in Dajiang City.
As for who it is, King Yiren certainly doesn’t know the name.
The old man's name was the Dragon Man King. Eight million years ago, he was the genius of the dragon-slaying tribe in the Upper Dragon Realm. He was assigned to the Middle Dragon Realm and stayed there for eight million years.
Over the past eight million years, under his leadership, the dragon-slaying tribe of the Central Dragon Realm has grown increasingly prosperous, condensing divine objects such as the human-dragon totem. Unfortunately, the Dragon-King’s own strength has reached its peak—Nine
From now on, he will never be able to advance further to the realm of Jie Longjun.
He has been trapped in the realm of the ninth-level dragon king for three million years. No one knows how he survived these three million years.
But he was finally coming to an end - death was the end.
This is a huge test that every Dragon Lord must face. Compared to the Heavenly Lord, the Dragon Lord's life span is extremely limited. Their upper limit is the life span gained when they enter the realm of the Saint Lord.
Except for the Dragon Clan, few other races have a life span of more than 10 million years. Even Li Hanxue only has a lifespan of 9 million years.
Once these nine million years have passed, if he had not entered the realm of the Heavenly King, he would have turned into a pile of withered bones.
In previous eras, although there was a chance to become an emperor, the breakthrough speed was much slower than now. Some Dragon Lord masters often died due to depletion of longevity. This is a normal thing.
But in today's era, everything is completely different. The vitality of the world is gradually filling up, and various opportunities are springing up. Countless geniuses will break through crazily at an astonishing speed, and then usher in an unprecedented prosperous age, and an unprecedented
of great chaos.
The Dragon King has spent three million years unable to survive the catastrophe, and now he has reached a miserable situation at the end of his rope.
The destruction of the Dragon Slayer army made matters worse. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and kept coughing loudly.
The child quickly stood up and patted the Dragon King on the back, "Grandpa Human King, you are vomiting blood."
The Dragon King coughed and said, "I'm fine, kid. You should leave the Dragon Slayers. It's no longer safe here. You will die in vain if you stay here."
The child said stubbornly: "I'm not afraid."
"Come here, send this child out. Don't let him appear in the territory of the Dragon Slayers again." The Dragon King said.
"Yes, ancestor."
A dragon slayer with the cultivation of a saint king hugged the boy who shouted loudly that he didn't want it, and drove him out of the territory of the dragon slayer tribe.
If Li Hanxue met this little boy at this moment, with his strong mental power, he might recognize this little boy.
Maybe not, after all, the origin of this little boy is really bizarre.
But it didn't matter, because Li Hanxue never met him again.
"Ancestor, I have already sent that boy away."
"Okay." The Dragon King said, "You can leave too. If you stay here, you will only be killed."
"Ancestor, what happened?" the dragon slayer asked.
"If you don't want to die, just leave quickly. Don't ask so many questions." The Dragon Man King said, "You may not be able to leave, they are already here."
The Dragon Slayer retreated in fear. At this moment, the Dragon King's eyes suddenly lit up, and a yellow mark illuminated the entire tree cave.
…
After Li Hanxue and Ye Haolong separated, they headed north. He had the memory of General Zhengtian, so he was familiar with the roads and could take shortcuts faster than Prince Long and the others.
When Prince Long and the others arrived at the territory of the Dragon Slayers, Li Hanxue followed closely behind.
Thousands of miles away, there is a vast expanse of buildings. These buildings are very strange, as if they are made up of pieces of armor. Viewed from a high altitude, they look like the giant dragon armor on a dragon slayer.
Red, black, white, blue, purple...the colors are different, but the main tone is white and black.
Yang Shiyi, the Yiren King, and Kui Jiuxuan led hundreds of dragon kings, standing high in the sky, quietly overlooking the earth.
"Your Highness, what should we do now?" a middle-aged man behind him asked respectfully.
The Dragon Prince smiled and said: "What else can we do? Kill all the living creatures in the territory of the dragon-slaying tribe! Don't leave a single person alive!" "Brother Yang, there is no need to do it so cruelly." Kui Jiuxuan said, "We
We are just here to get the totem of the dragon-slaying tribe, why bother to annihilate their entire clan? Moreover, the dragon-slaying tribe in the upper dragon realm is closely related to the dragon-slaying tribe in the middle dragon realm. If we wipe out all their clan, the dragon-slaying tribe in the upper dragon realm will be wiped out.
The human race must
I won’t let it go.”
The dragon-slaying human race in the Upper Dragon Realm is not under the jurisdiction of any of the three overlords. They are independent and have their own territory and vassals. Although they are not as good as the three overlords, they are by no means easy to bully. King Yi Ren said with a smile: "Brother Kui,
Are you still thinking about showing mercy to them now? You have to know that the reason why the dragon-slaying human race in the Upper Dragon Realm supports forces in the Middle Dragon Realm is to collect this human dragon totem. As for the lives of other dragon-slaying people, they will not let go.
In the heart, we took him
We have worked so hard to get our hands on the human-dragon totem, but they have long been fighting to the death with us, how can they just give up?"
"King Yiren, you guy who can't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth finally spoke human words." Yang Shishi said, "Brother Jiuxuan, there is no need to hesitate. Let your men do it and slaughter the whole massacre."
Dragon people, so as not to leave any harm behind!" "Kill me!"