Honghuang: After hundreds of millions of years of retreat, I became the ancestor of the dragon clan

The two hit it off immediately, and after agreeing to send these human races to Wuzhuang Temple, they planned to set out for Ye Long's dojo.

At this moment, Heibo is surrounded by countless dragons.

These dragon bloodlines are all inferior to Heibo, and almost automatically chose to surrender at the moment they felt Heibo's breath.

Heibo's cultivation was also slowly improving, although he didn't improve much, but feeling the support of the Dragon Clan, a slight smile flashed in Heibo's eyes.

The look of self-confidence is fully revealed.

Sitting on the dragon chair, looking at the trembling dragons in the ground, the complacency in his eyes is self-evident.

Of course, although he knows how to enjoy, Hei Bo also understands the task assigned by Ye Long - to revitalize the Dragon Clan.

Deep down in his heart, Hei Bo still admires and respects Ye Long extremely.

"Thanks to your majesty's protection over the years, many elders in our clan have successfully broken through to the Golden Immortal."

Standing around Heibo, the Jiaolong looked at the dormant dragon clan, his eyes were full of curiosity.

He has followed Heibo to the East China Sea for many years, and he has become Heibo's royal mount, and he has also witnessed the rise of the Dragon Clan with his own eyes.

From being just a bunch of divine dragons in the real fairyland to today's most dragons have successfully broken through the golden immortals, the time between them is only a few hundred years.

If it is said that this is not influenced by Heibo, no one will believe it.

After all, there are rumors in the Dragon Clan that since Heibo came to the West Sea, the shackles in the blood of the Dragon Clan seem to have been untied by themselves, and the speed of practice has been many times faster than before.

"I know, but it's not enough. With so many big guys out there, our strength is really not enough."

Hei Bo said something softly, and after finishing speaking, he added two more sentences to himself.

"Now I finally understand how difficult and magnificent the task Master entrusted to me is. How lofty Master's expectations of me are."

"But master, don't worry, Heibo will definitely complete the task you assigned! He will never let you down."

The Dragon Clan heard Heibo's words.

All are somewhat suspicious.

A dragon elder asked flatteringly:
"The old minister thinks that your blood is so dignified, who dares to accept you as a disciple?"

"That's right, if it wasn't for the fall of the ancestor dragon of my dragon clan, and the suppression of the blood by the way of heaven, why should I live in this small world now, without seeing the sun all day long?"

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For a moment, the Dragon Clan was extremely melancholy, and there was a little sadness in their eyes.

The former protagonist of the world, now in such a situation, is really unacceptable to these dragons.

However, what made them even more curious was why this black wave was not suppressed by heaven and earth.

Why did the suppressive power in their bodies decrease a lot after this black wave arrived?

Is it true that Heibo is the last hope of the Dragon Clan as they thought?
"Shut up, the existence of Master, how can you allow you to slander."

Hei Bo heard the words of these dragons, his eyes were slightly displeased, and he let out a loud drink.

Seeing the angry look in Hei Bo's eyes, these dragons all knew that the Dragon King in front of them was already angry, so they didn't dare to be careless, and lowered their heads subconsciously.

"Old minister dare not!"

"Remember, Master has raised me, and you cannot question it. Also, there are powerful dragons in the world. As far as I know, Master is the eternal dragon in the world!"

"It's because of my dragon clan that blocked the existence of endless disasters. If it weren't for Master, do you think you can live in seclusion in these four seas safely?"

"If you want peace, you must have the protection of the strong."

"If it wasn't for Master's protection back then, I would have fallen into the endless thunder calamity."

While Heibo was speaking, the scenes he experienced when he first left the dojo, and the admiration in his eyes became more profound.

Walking in the Great Desolate Continent these years, he has witnessed too many powerful existences. The more so, the more he understands Ye Long's power, and the reverence for Ye Long in his heart has also risen to an extremely powerful height.

By comprehending the sword intent taught by the Master Tongtian.

Hei Bo also gradually understands the horror of the endless thunder calamity, and even more understands that the Buzhou Mountain guarded by Ye Long is probably the last backbone of the Dragon Clan.

The ashram standing above the void of the Great Desolate Continent proved to the so-called Dao of Heaven that the Dragon Clan never disappeared.

Regardless of floods, or thunder and lightning, never think about hurting the pure land of the Dragon Clan.

Even the protagonists of heaven and earth cannot shake the last piece of pure land of the Dragon Clan with all their strength.

The Yaozu back then was a living example.

While Heibo was thinking, he heard an elder of the dragon clan step forward and say:
"By the way, my lord, I was waiting on the edge of the East China Sea, and I found a strange sacred stone. On the sacred stone, there are colorful streamers shining. The structure presents nine palaces and eight trigrams. It can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. I think it's amazing..."

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"Ah!"

While Ye Long was practicing, a sneeze sounded.

At this moment, faintly, it seemed that someone was talking about him, but after careful calculation, he didn't understand why, and frowned slightly.

Zheng wanted to continue to use the Hongmeng Pearl to comprehend enlightenment.

Feeling that there seemed to be two figures outside the dojo, he couldn't help frowning.

……

Outside the dojo.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun slowly appeared.

now.

Zhen Yuanzi's aura has changed drastically. Taking the form of a ginseng fruit tree, his whole body has a sense of vicissitudes. This is the aura built by thousands of years of honing, wind and sun, It is the unique breath of the innate spiritual root, not only that, but also the benefits of the mother's transformation, and the yield of ginseng fruit, which is freely controlled by oneself, or in other words, can manipulate all the spiritual energy of the mother tree.

It is even more possible to pour the endless spiritual energy in the world into the ginseng fruit, and construct a magic weapon that belongs to itself.

This kind of skill is not something that the innate spiritual roots that take the form of branches can possess.

However, there are advantages and disadvantages, if it is a magic weapon.

Self-cultivation will also be restricted, and the improvement will be slow.

However, once these accompanying magic weapons are cultivated, they will be the existence of shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods.

Although Zhen Yuanzi understood, but in order to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, he did not carry out casting.

At this moment, after the human race is settled, they will cooperate with Hongyun to come to this mysterious dojo to offer treasures.

Of course, deep down in his heart, what he was most looking forward to was Ye Long's inexplicable advice.

In his mind, without Ye Long's careful guidance, his cultivation would not be so mysterious at this moment.

It is even more impossible to comprehend the endless benefits of the transformation of the mother tree.

Standing beside Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun looked at the endless Taoist temples in front of him, with a serious look on his face.

In the Taoist temple, there is a faint stream of light surging, and in appearance, there is already a clear difference from when we first met that year.

in between their thoughts.

Xiao Teng's figure appeared.

"Master asked me to take you in."