Wuliangtian, one of the original immortal heavens, is vast and boundless. In its depths, a majestic dragon gate stands, with a divine dragon wrapped around it. Its body is covered with bruises and bones, showing signs of decay, as if its life is about to end. Its dragon body
Bones and blood are constantly leaking out from inside, dripping into the Tianlong Pond below, dyeing the originally azure-like Tianlong Pond with a touch of blood.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, the dripping of dragon's blood became the only sound in this silent place. At a certain moment, the ticking sound stopped suddenly, and a pair of dim dragon eyes quietly opened. At this moment, a feeling was too heavy to bear.
The coercion swept across all directions. Although the dragon was old and dying, its power still remained.
"Ao Hong is dead."
The bloodline induction was cut off, and the newly awakened Dragon Ancestor noticed something was wrong.
"The blood soul returns!"
The dragon body, whose flesh and blood was completely integrated with the dragon gate, twisted slightly, and the dragon ancestor used his magical power.
The next moment, the Tianlong Pond boiled, and wisps of blood soul energy rose up, like clouds, and a true dragon phantom appeared in it. It had a head but no body, and its eyes were blood red. It was full of ferocity, and its aura was strikingly similar to that of the dead Donghai.
Dragon Lord Ao Hong is exactly the same.
The Dragon Lord of the East China Sea once practiced in the Tianlong Pond and completed his transformation, cultivating the true body of the Heavenly Dragon. His flesh, blood, and soul have all left traces here. At this moment, the Dragon Ancestor uses this as a basis to scatter it between the heaven and the earth.
The three souls and seven souls of the East China Sea Dragon Lord were reunited, but because Zhang Chunyi's divine power was too domineering, even if the Dragon Ancestor was very powerful, he could not gather all the three souls and seven souls of the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea, and the result was only incomplete.
Roaring and roaring, the dragon head almost instinctively vented his inner hatred, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he even wanted to rush forward and bite the dragon ancestor.
Seeing this, Long Zu had a thought and easily suppressed it.
"Tai Shang Dao Zun, what a Tai Shang Dao Zun. I didn't expect that such a person would come out in this era. I was defeated by him. Ao Hong is not unjust."
Through Ao Hong's remnant soul, Long Zu saw all kinds of things in the past. At the same time, he also clearly felt that there was another immortal in the world, and it was the Taoist Master who killed Ao Hong.
"It doesn't matter, you are my direct blood after all, so I will give you another chance. Whether you can grasp it or not depends on you. My Ancestral Dragon Avenue has begun to see the light of day, and you are the first one. As long as you can grasp it,
If you can grasp it, it is not impossible to achieve immortality in the future, and it is not impossible to avenge your death."
Looking at Longtou who was still struggling, Longzu spoke.
As soon as these words came out, a rare trace of clarity appeared in Longtou's originally fierce eyes, and then he slowly became quiet.
Seeing such a scene, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Long Zu's eyes. Failure is not terrible, and hatred is not necessarily a bad thing, as long as his own will is not destroyed.
"Let's go."
With a thought, Dragon Ancestor threw Ao Hong's remnant soul into the Tianlong Pond.
Ah, a shrill scream rang out. As soon as he fell into the pool and his soul was dissolved, Ao Hong let out a shrill scream. It is not easy to regenerate with the help of Tianlong Pond. He needs to wash away everything about himself.
The soul and bloodline are all in it, and then they are reshaped. Only in this way can they be reborn.
After a while, everything fell silent.
Seeing this, Long Zu withdrew his gaze. He had already given the opportunity. Whether he could seize it or not depends on Ao Hong. From a personal perspective, he still hoped that Ao Hong could succeed. After all, this was his own transformation.
The first blood descendant.
"The blood of the true dragon originates from the green dragon among the four spirits in the sky. It is noble in nature and makes the dragon clan born powerful. This is inheritance and also a constraint."
Looking at the heaven and earth, Longzu fell into deep thought.
In terms of heritage and history, the Dragon Clan is the top race in the Taixuan Realm. It originated in the Second Era. Demon Emperors have been stationed in the world in every dynasty to suppress their heritage. Their talents are powerful and they have few opponents at the same level. However, in the Sixth Era,
As it attained immortality, the Dragon Clan made further progress and became the top race in the Taixuan Realm, occupying the four seas, dominating thousands of races, and prospering to the extreme, but this is the limit.
The bloodline of the Dragon Clan is very strong, but its inheritance is also very difficult. The stronger the bloodline, the harder it is to give birth to offspring. There are actually only so many pure-blooded true dragons born in the Dragon Clan every thousand years. If the Dragon Clan had not created the secret method of dragon transformation later,
Allowing creatures like dragons to transform their bloodline and transform into true dragons the day after tomorrow, it would be difficult for the dragon clan to flourish as it does now, but even so, it is already the upper limit. After all, bloodline transformation is difficult, and those who can transform the body of a dragon into a true dragon
Not one in a million.
On the contrary, although the human race is weak and their bloodline cannot be cultivated, their ability to reproduce is extremely strong, and their acquired plasticity is extremely strong, so they have gradually become the overlord of the Taixuan Realm. Although this is related to the special soul essence of the human race, it is not at all related to it.
There is no doubt that its excellent reproductive ability is also a crucial factor.
"Powerful bloodline is the advantage of the Dragon Clan, and even the entire Demon Clan, but a powerful but restricted bloodline is a prison. I need to erase the Qinglong, the influence of the Dragon Emperors of the past generations on the Dragon Clan's bloodline, and redefine dragon blood. Bloodline should not be
Such an inconvenience.”
"I am the Dragon Ancestor, and I should be the Ancestral Dragon. The Dragon Clan needs to undergo a transformation. I hope that all spirits in this world will be like dragons."
As soon as a thought arises and dies, Dragon Ancestor falls into silence again and continues his practice. The new path is already at his feet, or in other words, it has been walking on the road. After all, it transformed from a little black snake against the sky to become Dragon Ancestor.
Yes, the shackles of bloodline have always accompanied it in its cultivation career, but it has never really blocked it.
As for Zhang Chunyi, it doesn't have time to care about it now, or it can't do anything to Zhang Chunyi now. It is at its weakest now, with both bloodline and strength at a low ebb, and Ao Hong and Zhang Chunyi were killed in a fight.
It can be said that its skills are inferior to humans, and if it wants revenge, it has to rely on itself.
And at the moment when Ao Hong's remnant soul was forcibly reunited by Long Zu, Zhang Chunyi, who was far away in the sky, felt something and quietly opened his eyes.
"Did the Dragon Ancestor take action? He even forcibly reunited the remnant soul of the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea. Is the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea who came back alive still the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea? After all, his true spirit has been killed by me. Even if the remnant soul is reunited,
Reborn again, at best they are just two very similar flowers with the same memory."
Knowing the cause and effect, Zhang Chunyi already understood what happened, but he didn't care about it. He was just a defeated general. Even if he survived, it would be nothing. If he wanted revenge, he would kill him again.
"The immortal way in Taixuan Realm in the past was very special. Every immortal can be said to be the son of the era. There is only one in every era. They are the most outstanding existences in terms of talent, talent, and mental blessings. In the past, they
I suffered from having no way forward and could only stay where I was, but with the establishment of Taoism by the Taoist ancestors, all this changed."
"The profound heritage accumulated in the past is beginning to show. These immortals may have found their own path, and may have even embarked on it."
"I still need to speed up my pace."
Thoughts collided, all kinds of distracting thoughts were cut off, and everything was not stagnant in the heart. Zhang Chunyi continued to immerse himself in his own practice. There was an alchemy furnace in front of him, and what was being refined in the furnace was Heng'e's immortal soul and her Taiyin treasure mirror.