Su Qiran took the old man and the little boy back to the Wei Mansion, although the city outside was in chaos, but the surroundings of the Wei Mansion were exceptionally quiet, and the Wei family's perennial backlog in this Youlan City provided great help.

When she entered the door, she saw Xia fiddling with the dragon hunting plate in her hand, and the shocking blood marks on her little face had disappeared, it seemed that the dragon clan's self-healing ability was indeed strong.

Xia raised his gaze slightly, but all of them were focused on the old man beside Su Qiran.

Could this Secret Dragon be real?

The old man was a little overwhelmed, and he was extremely stressed by Xia's staring.

"Can you open the passage to the Remnant Sword Array?" Xia asked directly.

"Remnant Sword Array......" the old man muttered to himself, as if recalling something, and after a long time he nodded slightly, but soon shook his head with an embarrassed face.

"I know how to open it, but it takes a lot of material...... And ......"

"And what?" Xia took out all the things he had collected from the Wei family master for more than twenty years from his personal space, and then pushed them to the old man.

"Can you find enough material?"

The old man looked at the various ancient relics suspended in front of him, looking for something similar to them from his memory, most of the secret dragon lineages inherited from ancient times were actually not professionals, but they had the blessings of the dragon clan in their blood, and they could gain power through these relics related to the dragon clan.

Similar to the witchcraft of human wizards.

Previously, Xia was able to escape from the Dragon Locking Array carved by the Wei Family Master, on the one hand, because she had it, and on the other hand, the Wei Family Master himself did not have the bloodline of the Secret Dragon, and the effect of the Dragon Locking Array he carved was much better.

After all, the Dragon Locking Array is the strongest ability granted by the Dragon King to the Secret Dragon Clan, and it is a great restraint on the natural survival of the Dragon Clan.

"The materials can be found almost ......" The old man still seemed to be a little speechless, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

"Let's get started. Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm. ”

It had been many years since he had been in contact with the secret arts, and after losing the Dragon Hunting Plate, the guilt in his heart made the old man bury all the ancient relics he had.

He believes that he has failed to do so, and he has also failed to live up to the high expectations and trust of the dragon clan in him...... So since then, he has sealed the memory of being a dragon master, and has honestly spent it as an ordinary person.

But now, when the time comes to need his secret skills, will he be able to pick up what he has lost in the past?

His wrinkled hand trembled a little as he held the dragon-patterned dagger, but he did his best to start carving intricate spells and circles on the ground...... From time to time, he also had to smash some ancient relics into ashes and scatter them on the magic circle - he no longer had the strength to smash the ancient relics at this time, and Su Qiran could only complete it with his help.

The last depiction was completed, but the old man sat down on the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength, and the incantations lit up one by one, and the bright golden light made Xia frown.

Immediately after that, the old man suddenly slashed his wrist with a forceful sword, and the blood sprayed irrigated the entire magic circle.

"Grandpa!" Xiao You screamed in horror, and when he was about to pounce, he was stopped by the old man loudly.

Su Qiran and Xia were also caught off guard, they didn't expect the old man to do this.

"I'm too old to complete this secret technique with a lot of blood. "The old man didn't look weak, but anyone with a discerning eye knew it was a return to light.

“...... Why do you want to do this?" Xia asked a little confused.

"I am a sinner, I have not fulfilled my duty as a dragon, this is only my atonement. The old man lowered his face and let his blood run down the groove of the circle he had carved earlier. "Besides, I don't have a few years to live in my age, at least let me make up for my sins before I die. ”

The aura of the magic circle became stronger and stronger, and the old man's gaze froze on Xiao You, who was already crying.

"Two adults, can I ask you one thing? Xiaoyou is the only descendant in my life, can I ask him to you?"

"......" Xia was still in great confusion, and Su Qiran nodded slightly.

The old man lowered his head contentedly, but the scenery in his vision became more and more blurred.

"Little right, don't blame grandpa for leaving so selfishly......"

Brilliant golden light engulfed the old man's body, and the golden broken door was projected in the Wei clan's hall.

Through the broken gap, you can see that on the opposite side is a crimson hill, and rusty swords are stuck horizontally and vertically on the hill, as if this hill is a tomb, where these once glorious swords are buried.

The small world of Dragon Valley shattered, causing the gate summoned by the secret art to be extremely broken.

"Let's go. Su Qiran shook Xia, who was still a little shaken, Xia woke up slightly, and glanced at the little boy in the corner, not daring to look at his sad appearance.

But even if his heart is chaotic now, Xia can only suppress his emotions and enter the other end of the door through the gap with Su Qiran......

The blue sky is full of black cracks, and it seems that the fragments of the world will not last long before they will completely dissipate.

Su Qiran stood on the slope of the hill and looked at the remnant swords around him with some silence.

Behind each sword is the life of a heroic hero, these swords have accompanied their owners for a lifetime, but when the owner of the sword dies, the sword seems to die with it, becoming a cold sword on this hill.

But soon Su Qiran realized what he was doing here, and he hurriedly looked up at the top of the hill.

Someone who knew him well sat silently, more broken swords clustered around him.

Jian Ling Tian! Su Qiran was sure that he would not recognize the wrong person, and seeing things, Jian Ling Tian's broken arm had also recovered, but ......

How could it be him!? Su Qiran didn't react for a while, and his brain seemed to be down.

The sword Ling Tian at the top of the hill slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils, one gold and one black, looked particularly weird.

"Let's go!"

The gray clouds in the distant sky fell towards the isolated island, and countless ghost hands poked out of them, and pairs of scarlet eyes flashed in the gray clouds!

Jian Ling Tian took a deep breath, and immediately stood up suddenly, and as he got up, the entire hill seemed to be half "alive", and a brilliant brilliance erupted from the remnant sword, and the brilliance of different attributes and different intensities was colluding with each other in the sky above the hills!

"Why are you here?"

"It's a long story, now is not the time to talk nonsense, the calamities brewing in the Land of Necropathy are far more terrifying than we think...... You get out of here quickly, and don't fight any evil spirits before you reach the pinnacle of this world!"

"You ......"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. ”

"Listen to me! I'm trying to say that the gate of light that we've come here has dissipated, can you find a way to get us out?"

“......”

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