The system's prompt woke Jiang Ge up.

He combed the middle part, and then froze.

Descendants of the Dragon......

What's the story?

"Aang—"

As if in response to Jiang Ge's doubts, the spirit of the dragon vein in front of him began to roar again, and the dragon chanted vigorously.

Then there was a sense of weightlessness, a "whoosh".

Jiang Ge fell into a tunnel of streamers, and his vision was spinning, and the light and shadow were confused.

This feeling didn't last long, just for a moment, and then the scene changed, and the ground got closer and closer.

Now.

A headless bone dragon hundreds of meters long gradually coiled around a broken stone pillar, and the original dragon head turned into a broken neck, towards a bloodstained altar.

The altar is old, dilapidated, and has been eroded over the years.

"Smack!"

Jiang Ge fell from the sky and landed on the altar, falling on his back and being sore.

With this struggle, the original recovered true qi was all gone, and the body was hollowed out again.

"It's not a dream, what is this place?"

Jiang Ge's eyes widened, looking at the gray sky, and his mind gradually cleared up.

In the last second, he was obviously still in the underground world, staring at the dragon veins in the mountains, giving birth to flesh and blood, almost turning into a dragon.

In that second, he appeared here.

Mysterious and fantastical, bizarre and bizarre...... It's a pity that I couldn't open the live broadcast room just now, and I lost an eyeball in vain.

That's all a tip!

Jiang Ge beat his chest and paused, annoyed for a while, and looked around at the same time.

See you there.

Under the huge skeleton of the bone dragon, there were still groups of human bones, women, children, and heavily armored cavalry, staring at the sky with hollow eyes.

Ten thousand years at a glance.

If Jiang Ge saw that a catastrophe had come, the spirit of the dragon vein, at the last moment, threw his head and spilled his blood to protect his people.

Jiang Ge's face froze.

He stood up, solemnly bowed three times, brought dry branches to burn incense, and performed ancestral rituals.

The keel seems to be moving.

Immediately after that, a white light curtain suddenly descended from the sky, projecting a three-dimensional virtual image of a transparent figure in front of Jiang Ge, looking at his skinny and senile Long Zhong, he should be an old man.

Why should it be?

Because...... He has no head.

And also spoke.

The virtual image of the old man seemed to have an autonomous consciousness, agitated his chest, and said to Jiang Ge in ventriloquism: "My heir, welcome to the Dragon Vein Trial. ”

"You are the spirit of the dragon vein outside, the canglong ...... who was born and raised" Jiang Ge guessed that this phantom should be a wisp of remnant soul carrying the consciousness of the canglong.

The headless old man continued to say in ventriloquism: "No, the old man failed to cross the catastrophe, and he has already died and disappeared, and he no longer exists in the world, and what you see in front of you is only a wisp of remnant soul. ”

Hearing the headless old man's words, Jiang Ge was not surprised, because he had already seen the headless dragon corpse, which was expected.

The headless old man then said: "This dragon vein trial platform carries the old man's life's hard work and inheritance, it is the proof of the old man's existence, and it is also the last blessing left to the people. ”

"Junior, since you have a dragon soul and you are under eighteen years old, you triggered this time, this is your chance. ”

After some emotion, the headless old man began to introduce the trial platform in detail: "There are six levels in this trial platform, and every time the trialist passes a level, he can get a lot of rewards. The more levels you play, the bigger the rewards. ”

"If you can pass all six levels, you can accept the old man's dragon vein inheritance. ”

Speaking of this, the headless old man's tone became serious: "However, before you start the trial, you must know that there are both opportunities and risks. ”

"This trial platform looks small, but it is vast inside, and it is full of dangers and dangers, and you may be injured or even killed at any time!"

"Over the years, countless trialists have entered the challenge with great ambitions, but only three and a half people have been able to get out of it. ”

If there is a head and a face, the face of the illusory old man at this moment must be extremely serious and solemn.

It's a pity that he didn't: "You can start to choose, if you choose to give up, please enter the white door of life, if you choose to challenge, please enter the door of black death." ”

Before the headless old man's words fell, with a wave of his big hand, the space in front of Jiang Ge was distorted, and there were two light gates in his eyes, black on the right and white on the left.

"Uh...... , then, can I have a third option?" Jiang Ge combed his hair and said tangledly.

"What?"

"My live broadcast room is still cooling, can you wait a day to challenge again? ”

"......" headless old man.

If he had a head and a face, his expression at the moment must be extremely exciting, looking at Jiang Ge with caring eyes.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

He was just scratching his head.

......

Unprecedentedly, Jiang Ge stayed at the trial altar like this and blended in.

Of course.

Jiang Ge did not relax, but raced against time, seized the time to practice, and improved his cultivation.

Since he crossed over, he has always had a sense of urgency, and he has been with him like a shadow.

Dayu Sect, Jiang Cen has broken through the nine stars, the former is grudgeful, and the outer door is bigger, and it is bound to fight.

Not to mention, Leng Chengfeng, who hates himself to the bone, has been nominated by the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate, and once he contracts the natal beast, his strength will rise.

And because Jiang Rubang was frustrated by himself several times, a pair of golden boys and jade girls in the second room, Jiang Jian with the martial soul of Wang Ba, and Jiang Tea with the martial soul of the Frost Sword, were even more eyeing in the Qingyun faction. Once they come out of retreat, their cultivation is probably a martial artist.

When the time comes, the first to bear the brunt will be Jiang Ge's grandson.

And it was not easy to make up for or even catch up with the seventeen-year cultivation gap of the predecessor in just three months.

“......”

Meantime.

Jiang Ge is also reflecting on today's battle.

Firearms and gunpowder are still charming.

But with the strength of Jiang Ge's opponent, the disadvantages of firearms gradually became apparent.

Pretending to be a foreign object is not a superior method after all.

Today's battle seems to be smooth sailing and pushing all the way, but it is a live broadcast program that Jiang Ge has carefully planned for a long time.

It is no exaggeration to say that since the day of the bombardment and killing of Jin, Jiang Ge rode out of the city, ran around and worked hard, remembering every grass and tree within a radius of several miles, and even dug a lot of traps and planted bombs in the mountains.

From the targeting of the Berserk Dan to luring the enemy into the forest, ambushing and counterkilling, he planned step by step and tried his best.

If you make one wrong move, the outcome will be very different.

However, even so, in the face of the furious Jin Changle, Jiang Ge was still in danger and danced on the tightrope.

This is the gap in the realm.

It is impossible to have time to prepare for every battle.

This made him more desperate for power.

And here, the aura that is several times richer than the outside world is the greatest benefit.

The Divine Bridge Martial Spirit opened, ten times the speed of human cultivation, and the aura it attracted even formed a tornado and a misty breath.

Every pore of Jiang Ge bloomed comfortably.

"Gollum~"

However, the suction generated by this aura tornado seemed to shake the human skeleton under the keel.

Or wake up, more appropriately.

One by one, the skeletons happily carnivaled around Jiang Ge, and from time to time they came to Jiang Ge, staring at Jiang Ge with empty eyes, thoughtful.

Jiang Ge also stared at the skeleton, he had a big heart.

Occasionally.

There will be children's skeletons jumping around, taking off their heads and kicking them as balls, but they lose their heads, and they can only bump around like headless flies, rubbing around in Jiang Ge's arms.

At this time, Jiang Ge could only helplessly suspend his cultivation, ran over to pick up his head, put it on, and said:

"Don't make a fuss. ”