Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

These dragon corpses died in a very painful manner, with all the essence and blood in their bodies disappearing, leaving only an empty shell.

Hong Zhou's pupils shrank, and he could see that these dragon corpses had been drained of their essence, blood and soul.

If they had souls before they died, this tomb would be full of resentment, but after they entered, they didn't feel a trace of resentment.

"Is this Zulong's method?"

Fang Yang said expressionlessly.

He is not a dragon, and he has no race, so he cannot empathize with Hong Zhou.

boom!

Hong Zhou didn't answer. He waved his hand and a ball of flame spread, instantly igniting the dragon corpse on the ground. The flames rose, and thousands of dragon corpses turned into ashes and returned to the world.

Many of these dragons are Hong Zhou's comrades. When he came here, he wanted to give them a ride after all.

"Don't worry! I will definitely kill Zulong to avenge you and avenge myself!"

Hong Zhou whispered softly.

The materials of this large tomb are extraordinary. Even with Hong Zhou's magical power, he couldn't burn it out.

The two of them continued deeper and pushed down the tower.

Going deeper, there is another tomb. There are more dragon corpses in this tomb.

Hong Zhou sent these corpses to heaven without saying a word.

Along the way, Hong Zhou felt very heavy and did not tell Fang Yang the secrets of the dragon clan as before.

After going thousands of miles deep, the two came to a tall altar.

This altar is golden in color and full of the aura of chaos. It seems to be watered with the treasures of heaven and earth in chaos.

On the altar, many dragon corpses were lying. These corpses sit cross-legged, with pious faces, as if they were voluntarily dedicated.

There's nothing surprising about this.

There are countless people in the world, of all kinds. Some live for themselves, some live for their ideals, some live for their beliefs, and some live for their masters.

It is not strange that a dragon is willing to sacrifice himself for the ancestral dragon.

"I have never seen these dragons before. Zulong really went to great lengths to fake his death and change his fate against the will of heaven."

Hong Zhou landed on the altar and stamped his foot. A big explosion occurred on the altar, and all the dragon corpses were blown into ashes.

"We have reached the end here. Zulong's real tomb should be in another time and space."

"That's right! It's a pity that he can deceive everyone in the world, but he can't deceive me."

When it comes to understanding Zulong, Hong Zhou dares to claim second place, but no one dares to claim first place.

After all, he had fought with Zu Long for so many years. Zu Long didn't know much about him, but he knew Zu Long very well. If he didn't understand Zulong, he would have died in Zulong's plan long ago.

Hong Zhou flicked his finger, and a drop of dark-yellow essence and blood was ejected by him and fell on the altar.

This drop of essence and blood was taken from his body in his previous life. It belongs to the innate dragon clan. Its blood concentration exceeds that of most true dragons in the world.

Under the temptation of the true dragon's blood, a formation appeared, and the formation moved, swallowing the essence and blood.

"Is my essence and blood so easy to swallow?"

A cold smile appeared on Hong Zhou's face.

boom!

Boundless holy power rushed out from the formation, and a cyan giant dragon phantom condensed into shape. This green dragon is extremely huge, its length is comparable to the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, its eyes are comparable to the sun and the moon, and its aura is overwhelming.

It stared at Fang Yang and Hong Zhou and asked, "Who, fellow Taoist, dares to break into the forbidden area of ​​our Dragon Clan?"

Needless to say, there is only one dragon that can possess such power.

Ancestor Qinglong!

"snort!"

Seeing his old friend, Hong Zhou snorted coldly: "Qinglong, I advise you to take care of yourself and stop meddling in other people's business, lest you follow in the footsteps of the Black Dragon."

The projection of Patriarch Qinglong heard this and looked into Hong Zhou's eyes. When he looked at it, he saw the figure of another person in Hong Zhou's eyes.

Ancestor Qinglong had an incredible look in his eyes:

"Impossible, you have obviously been cursed by heaven, and you will live forever as a Daluo Jinxian. How can you come back? In order to avoid the curse of heaven, I have made a great wish to protect the East Pole forever. You, why do you have it?"

"You protect the land of East Ji. What do you use to protect it? Some time ago, the saints fought and the prehistoric world was shattered. Why didn't you play a protective role?"

Let's not talk about Hong Zhou's venomous mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, he made the Qinglong Patriarch useless.

Ancestor Qinglong was furious: "Ao Hong, how dare you look down on me? When I was so powerful, you were just an innate dragon fetus in the Dragon Transformation Pond."

Although the Qinglong Patriarch is just a projection, he also possesses the power of a quasi-sage within Dongjitian.

As soon as he became angry, the space inside the tomb began to collapse and break, and a storm of time and space swept across, as if the end of the world was coming.

Hong Zhou didn't care when he heard Ancestor Qinglong call out the name of his previous life.

In this life, he obtained the Hengtian Yi, and it was easy for him to hide it from the sky. As long as he doesn't admit it himself, the law of heaven will not be able to find his head.

Hong Zhou shook his head, his eyes indifferent: "I am not looking down on you, I am saying this to you because I want to humiliate you. You are also innately sacred and respected by all beings of the Dragon Clan, but you turn a blind eye to Zulong's atrocities and are not like him. You are complicit. People like you are not worthy of being looked down upon by me.”

Ancestor Qinglong was extremely angry. He had lived for countless years and had never been so humiliated.

He was about to attack Hong Zhou, but he was already caught in the palm of Hong Zhou's hand.

"If you want to fight me, you should use your real body! I will destroy your projection clone first."

After saying this, Hong Zhou crushed the projection of the Qinglong Patriarch.

After killing the projection clone of the Qinglong Patriarch, a golden portal slowly emerged on the altar. Above the portal, the breath of the ancient wilderness rolled down, and these breaths condensed into a dragon shape in the void, making a dragon roar.

"Let's go in!"

Hong Zhou was fearless. When he saw the portal, he flew into it without saying a word.

He dared to do this because he was confident in his own strength.

In this era, there were many great masters in the prehistoric world, but none of them could threaten him.

He asked Fang Yang to come over just in case, fearing that he would be besieged.

Fang Yang took a look at the portal, and also turned into a stream of light and flew into it.

He had killed many powerful people, but it was the first time he killed a person of the level of Zulong. This opportunity is rare.

At the moment when the projection of the Qinglong Patriarch was destroyed, in a certain time and space in Dongjitian, a middle-aged man in a sea-blue imperial robe suddenly felt something and turned into a giant blue dragon, breaking through time and space and appearing in the outside world.

"An outsider has broken into the Ancestral Dragon Mausoleum. All the Daluo Jinxian masters of our clan should come out quickly and follow me to annihilate the foreign enemy."

The dragon roar resounded through the world, the huge sea was turbulent, and all the dragons were shocked.

With an order from the Qinglong Patriarch, all the powerful people in Dongjitian were dispatched, manifested as dragon bodies, and headed towards the Ancestral Dragon Mausoleum.