Several elders of the White Dragon Gate looked at the scene in a daze, as the elders of the White Dragon Gate, they used to only think that this white dragon jade carving was just a jade carving, but now it seems that it obviously has another mystery.

And all this, Lin Yuantai and his son didn't even tell them about these sect elders.

The light emitted by the white dragon jade carving was extremely soft, but Zhou Ran felt an unusual aura in it.

Seeing this, Zhou Ran's face changed slightly, and he immediately flew down to block Ding Bo and Ding Zhuangzhuang.

At this moment, Lin Yuantai suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood sprayed on the white dragon jade carving, and it slowly disappeared, as if it had been absorbed by the white dragon jade carving for no reason.

After a while, the white dragon jade carving was shining brightly, and one after another charms appeared on the white dragon jade carving, and several elders of the white dragon gate reacted at this time, and the white dragon jade carving was actually carved with many magic arrays.

Feeling the majestic aura released from the White Dragon Jade Carving at this moment, several elders of the White Dragon Gate were immediately extremely excited.

"No wonder the door master is usually so respectful to the white dragon jade carving!"

"I'm afraid this is the treasure of our White Dragon Gate!"

"After this battle, my White Dragon Gate will definitely be famous all over the world!"

Compared with the excitement of several elders, Lin Chenghong, who fell aside, looked extremely frightened.

Thinking of his father's look just now, Lin Chenghong suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Grandpa, what are you going to do?" Lin Chenghong shouted as he looked at Lin Yuantai and the three of them in the ancestral hall with a look of fear.

Lin Yuantai acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and his eyes were full of indifference.

Lin Zhengfeng turned his head, not daring to look at his son's eyes, but Lin Zhengning was determined.

Seeing the expressions of the three of them, several elders of the White Dragon Gate seemed to understand, and they all looked at the White Dragon Jade Sculpture in horror.

"If you can force me to use the power of the dragon god in the White Dragon Gate, you can be regarded as worthy of death. Looking at Zhou Ran, who was guarding Ding Zhuangzhuang and Ding Bo in front of him, Lin Yuantai's eyes were full of violent killing intent.

"But that's the end of it. The moment the words fell, the magic circle above the white dragon jade carving all lit up, and the jade light was magnificent, like the reincarnation of a divine dragon.

"No!" Lin Chenghong shouted in horror.

Roar!

An incomparably high-pitched dragon groan came from the white dragon jade carving, and it instantly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Lin Chenghong's eyes widened in horror, and in the next second, all his seven orifices had already flowed blood, and his figure fell straight to the ground, dead and blind.

And the elders who were guarding the ancestral hall twice also widened their eyes one by one, their faces full of disbelief, and their figures fell to the ground with a bang.

The dignified Nine Rank Grand Master didn't even have time to react at all, and he had already turned into a corpse.

Zhou Ran's face changed drastically, and eight long swords instantly appeared in front of him, and after the long swords appeared, they were immediately distributed in eight directions.

"Burst!" Zhou Ran shouted angrily.

Eight pillars of light lit up, enclosing all the places where Zhou Ran and the three of them were.

Whoa!

The moment the dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth appeared, all the buildings in the entire White Dragon Town collapsed in an instant, and some White Dragon Sect disciples who had no time to react were directly crushed to death.

And the disciples of the White Dragon Sect who were originally watching the battle were bleeding from the seven orifices, and fell to the ground in a daze, dying of horror.

In the blink of an eye, White Dragon Town had completely turned into a ruin, and many of the White Dragon Sect disciples had all died, and none of them survived!

Here, it has completely become a dead land!

In the air, a monk in Tsing Yi was flying in the direction of White Dragon Town, and when he heard the sound of a dragon roaring that resounded through the heavens and the earth, he suddenly paused, and then his expression changed drastically, and he quickly flew towards White Dragon Town.

At the same time, in the Jiangdong region, many cultivators raised their heads one by one in shock and looked in the direction where the dragon's groan came from.

And the rest of the population is dumbfounded, what happened?

This dragon roar resounded throughout the world, and even alarmed Yu'an City, a hundred kilometers away!

In the ancestral hall, Lin Yuantai's father and son all looked extremely weak at the moment, and the light on the white dragon jade carving also disappeared, and the originally smooth jade carving appeared one after another small cracks at this moment.

This dragon chant directly destroyed all the buildings in the entire White Dragon Town, those steel and cement were so vulnerable, everywhere in sight, there were ruins.

Seeing that everything around him had been razed to the ground, Lin Yuantai exhaled, under this blow, except for the three of them who comprehended the true meaning of the dragon soul, it was impossible for anyone else to survive.

Lin Zhengfeng clenched his fists with a sad face and looked at Lin Chenghong, who was completely dead, just now, he killed his son with his own hands.

Seeing this, Lin Yuantai couldn't help but comfort: "As long as you and I are still alive, the White Dragon Gate can be rebuilt." ”

"Father is right, eldest brother doesn't have to grieve too much. Lin Zhengning also said with a sad face.

Under the rubble, there is also his family.

Lin Zhengfeng gritted his teeth and said with a grim face: "This matter must be paid with blood!"

Zhou Ran is dead, but how can his one life be worth the hundreds of lives of the White Dragon Gate?

"That's right, blood debt and blood repayment!" Lin Zhengning also gritted his teeth and said.

Lin Yuantai glanced at the two of them and didn't say anything.

Those who become big things are not informal, if they don't do this, everyone in Bailongmen will be doomed.

However, they wanted to take revenge, and Lin Yuantai didn't bother to stop it, no matter what, Zhou Ran's threat was cleared.

Just thinking like this, Lin Yuantai suddenly saw a figure in the ruins, and then, his whole body froze in place.

"It's loud enough. Zhou Ran slapped the dust off his body, calmly looked at Lin Yuantai, father and son above the ancestral hall and said.

There was a bloodshot streak on the corner of his mouth, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, Lin Yuantai's father and son looked at Zhou Ran at the same time.

"How can you still be alive?" Lin Yuantai looked at Zhou Ran in disbelief, with a little jealousy in his eyes.

He wasn't sure what Zhou Ran's current state was, the three of them, father and son, had almost exhausted the true yuan in their bodies just now in order to stimulate the power of the Dragon God, if Zhou Ran was only slightly injured, then the three of them were definitely not Zhou Ran's opponents.

"Alive?" Hearing this, Zhou Ran couldn't help but smile.

"If it weren't for saving this burden, how could you hurt me?" Zhou Ran said, dragging Ding Bo on the ground up.

Ding Bo's whole person was in a state of confusion, and the sound of the dragon's groan just now almost shook him into a fool, and it wasn't until Zhou Ran's voice came that he came back to his senses.

"Lao Zhou, it's too hurtful for you to say that. Ding Bo glanced at Zhou Ran angrily.

Although he said that, he was extremely grateful to Zhou Ran in his heart, if it wasn't for Zhou Ran standing in front of him in time, he would have died.

"Brother Zhou is right, brother, you are too weak. Ding Zhuangzhuang got up and patted Ding Bo's shoulder, and said with a smile.

Ding Bo's face was black, and he didn't want to say a word.

Lin Yuantai and his son looked at Zhou Ran and the three of them blankly.

They can accept Zhou Ran alive, and they can't understand Ding Zhuangzhuang's life, but why can Ding Bo, a small four-grade master martial artist, survive this attack?