Huangliang Inn

Not to mention how Taiyi was in a state of distress, and how he explained to the immortals that Yan Jue's old injury relapsed in the heavenly court, and he couldn't control his aura, so he was forced to show his body. It is urgent, there is no need to delay, immediately escort him back to the mortal world, and return to the Huangliang Inn.

Five dragons appeared at the same time, and the domineering aura instantly enveloped them.

Even though he knew that the other party had no intention of killing, Jiuwei still felt chills, hurriedly locked Liuwei at home, no matter how coquettish she was, she was not allowed to step out of the room.

Baiwei and Hongjiao were guarding the first floor of the inn. When the wooden door was pushed open, they were still sound asleep.

Terrifying dragon aura struck, mixed with strong bloody aura, Baiwei was startled awake, and quickly pushed the red flood dragon with his claws.The original intention was to call her to get up, but before she could turn her head, she saw that Hongjiao was tensing up, staring at the direction of the inn's gate, with both fear and excitement in her eyes.

Yan Jue lost consciousness, and the dragon's tail fell to the ground.

Geng Chen strode into the inn, without stopping all the way, he hugged him and went straight up to the third floor.

Candle Dragon, Black Dragon and Qinglong suppressed the Donghuang Bell, sealed the rune on the bell with their own spiritual power, and set up a barrier outside the inn, which was combined with Yan Jue's previous one.Unless Tai Yi and Di Jun join hands, no one in the sky or on earth can break through this barrier, let alone set foot in the inn.

The Donghuang Bell buzzed, the sound was short and sharp, extremely ear-piercing.

Baiwei and Hongjiao's ears hurt from the shock, their minds were in chaos, and their eyes turned black.

Qinglong's nature is the kindest, seeing the two little guys was really uncomfortable, he made a seal with his hands and made a water net, covering the entire Donghuang Bell, so as not to let the sound overflow.

White Tail lowered his front paws covering his ears, and heaved a sigh of relief.

The red flood dragon raised its head and looked at Shenlong opposite, as if it wanted to step forward, but hesitated to move lightly.

Zhulong put away the axe, scanned the interior of the inn, noticed the violent force coming from the third floor, immediately frowned, nodded with the black dragon and green dragon, jumped up the wooden ladder, and disappeared at the end of the corridor in an instant.

Baiwei looked up at him disappearing, with his big tail curled in front of him, remembering the stories he heard in the Fox Cave, and pictured the battles in the prehistoric times in his mind, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

The red flood dragon finally plucked up his courage, flew out from behind the counter, approached Qinglong cautiously, and tried to touch the back of the opponent's hand with his bulging head.

"With your blood?" the black dragon raised his eyebrows.

"Not at all." Qinglong pointed at Hongjiao's forehead, and after probing, he quickly shook his head in denial.Seeing the injury on Hongjiao's body, he took out a spiritual fruit from the Qiankun bag and asked her to hold it and chew it.

"After the catastrophe, there are very few pans and jiaos. In the past ten thousand years, this is the first time I have seen such a small jiao." Qinglong put the red jiao back on the counter, glanced at the white tail lying beside him, and said to him Heilong smiled and said, "I didn't expect Yan Jue to support her."

Black Dragon shrugged his shoulders and didn't really care.

As far as he is concerned, except for the blood of the ancient dragon, the rest are not of the same race.It's just a dragon, not to mention turning into a dragon, even if it leaps up, what will happen in the future is also unknown.

Knowing the character of the black dragon well, the green dragon didn't say anything, and gave the red flood dragon a spiritual fruit to nourish her tail with spiritual power. Sensing a strange death, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and paused slightly.

"What?" Black Dragon asked.

"It's nothing." Qinglong shook his head, withdrew his spiritual power, and planned to ask Yan Jue about the condition of the red flood dragon face to face after he woke up.

On the third floor of the inn, the animal head carved from the spirit stone glows with light, and the spring water containing spiritual energy gushes out from the animal's mouth. The blue pool is quickly filled, and a white spiritual mist is formed.

Several spirits flew out from the treasure shelf, holding the wine jug, pouring the newly brewed wine into the pool continuously.

The spiritual wine that many immortals couldn't ask for was all used as the bath water for mirage dragons to heal their wounds. When the news got out, how many immortals and demons would be attracted to beat their chests and feet, sigh and waste everything.

Yan Yu was placed in the pool, and the black jade-like scales lost their luster, showing a heart-wrenching gray.

The dragon pattern on the cheeks gradually faded, and blurred divine patterns appeared on the waist, which were broken into sections, which looked like broken dragon ropes.

The black hair fluttered on the water, against the pale face, the bloodless lips, almost without any vitality.

Seeing this scene, Geng Chen could hardly suppress the anger in his chest, and the berserk breath kept gushing out.Qi Ling was so frightened that he shivered, he emptied the spirit wine in the pot as quickly as possible, flew back to the treasure shelf, and never dared to show his face again.

Zhulong felt something on the first floor, worried that Yinglong would cause trouble, so he immediately flew up to the third floor.

They were born in the wild, grew up in one place, have been together for tens of thousands of years, and know each other's temperament very well.

Ying Long seems indifferent, he doesn't care about anything, nothing catches his eyes, once Milong is involved, things will be completely different.

Many protoss say that under Zulong's seat, Zhulong's combat power should be number one.There is another saying in the Dragon Clan, when encountering a crazy Yinglong, Zhulong has to avoid his sharp edge.

There are not many chances to make Yinglong go crazy. Counting from the ancient times, except for the catastrophe of the dragon clan and the battles with the phoenix and unicorn, the mirage dragon was almost always involved.

Back then when the Heavenly Emperor sent down a decree to put Yan Jue on the dragon-cutting stage, Zhulong thought that Geng Chen would go completely crazy.Unexpectedly, Geng Chen only destroyed half of the main hall, and brought Yan Piao down to the mortal world, and never showed up again for ten thousand years.

This time, the two of them challenged the Heavenly Court one after another, and Yan Jue slashed at the Heavenly Gate in a rage, revealing the secret of the Eastern Emperor Bell. In Zhulong's heart, he was angry at discovering the truth, but also somewhat surprised, and even more distressed for his fellow clan.

What was the truth back then, and what did Yan Jue bear alone?

Ascending to the third floor of the inn, Zhulong pushed open the door and found that Yan Jue was in a bad condition, but Geng Chen was standing by the pool, his eyes sharpened immediately, and he kicked up Geng Chen's back, kicking him on the spot. Kick into the water.

The golden dragon tail broke through the water, Geng Chen's expression was as cold as ice.

Zhulong didn't care about it at all, squatting by the pool, pointing to the face that was still in a coma, his face not getting any better, frowned and said: "It's all like this, if you don't hurry up and help him heal, you still want to go crazy?"

Geng Chen stood in the pool, inserted his fingers into his hair, combed the wet black hair, his golden eyes swept across the candle dragon, without saying a word, he hugged Yan Xing with his arms, wrapped the black jade around the golden dragon tail, and Dragon Qi nourishes and helps him recover from old wounds.

Zhulong didn't leave, just sat by the pool, stretched out one long leg, put the other on his knee, looked at the silent Gengchen, and couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Yan Jue vomiting blood.

"What happened back then?" Zhulong asked amidst the dense water vapor, "Do you know anything that brought him to the lower realm?"

Geng Chen didn't make a sound, he hugged Yan Jue even tighter, buried his lips in his hair, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, it was a bit strange to suddenly start a war with the Phoenix Qilin, and it was a melee among the three clans. After the battle, the same clan would either die or be injured. "

Having said that, Zhulong sighed again.

The catastrophe of the dragon clan, is it not the catastrophe of the phoenix and unicorn clan?

The dragons and phoenixes often didn't fight each other, they fought each other every three days, and fought each other every five days.Qilin is involved, which is really a bit inexplicable.

All the prehistoric gods have a consensus, and if they really want to choose a good old man, Qilin is definitely second to none.

Such a non-trouble-loving, "peace-loving" and well-connected ethnic group would actually get involved in a big war, and fight on two fronts, fighting with the dragon clan and the phoenix in a dark and dark fight, and eventually almost exterminating the clan. It is unreasonable to think about it.

After that catastrophe, most of the elites of the three clans fell, and the monster clan and witch clan took advantage of the situation to rise up, which is called following the way of heaven.

All in all, it seems that there is a giant hand in the dark, pushing things forward and in line with the proper track.

It is a pity that Nu Wa, as the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, has the merit of creating human beings, but in the end she failed to shade the Witch Clan.In the end, it was Emperor Jun Taiyi who ascended to the throne of heaven and ruled the world.

Thinking of this, Zhulong raised the corner of his mouth, his smile was full of sarcasm.

About half an hour later, Yan Jue finally woke up from a coma.It's just that he spent too much spiritual power before, was mentally exhausted, and physically weak, leaning on Geng Chen's shoulder, unable to move at all.

"Are you awake?" Zhulong stretched out his arm, pointed his two fingers at the center of Yan's forehead, and injected a gentle spiritual power into his body.

"En." Yan Jue responded in a low voice, waited until his body could move, turned his body slightly, changed himself into a comfortable position, leaned his head on Geng Chen's shoulder, looked at Zhulong, and said hoarsely, " Did you bring the Eastern Emperor Bell back?"

"Naturally." Zhulong nodded and said, "How do you know that Tianmen is the East Emperor Bell, and there is an ancestor dragon in the bell?"

"It's a long story." Yan Jue closed his eyes and said wearily.

"How to say?"

"The earliest, it should be able to be traced back to the beginning of Nuwa's creation of human beings."

Hearing Yan Jue mentioned Nu Wa, Geng Chen and Zhu Long looked at each other, they had a vague guess in their hearts, and their expressions suddenly became stern.