The chaos in the desolate blood dragon mound is lightless, like the void to the depths of the swallowing all kinds of brilliance, one by one I don't know how many thousands of feet high black stone pillars stand in the void, on each stone pillar, there is an exaggerated length of the blood-scaled dragon, without exception are nine pairs of horns hideous, there are a full thirty pillars exuding a faint silver light in the front, each pillar has a throne, six thrones are empty, respectively engraved with ancient dragon scripts, although Ao Buregret has not seen the dragon script, but it does not prevent him from recognizing these words.

Detention, Restraint, Return, Repentance, Huang, Ridge.

"Uninhibited, unruly. Squinting his eyes and exhaling a breath of white air, his thoughts suddenly filled with thoughts, and there was no doubt that the two of them had helped him a lot on his way to growing into a full-fledged dragon.

They are the protectors of you and your brother, Ao Buru, Ao Buji, Ao Buhuang, and Ao Buyu.

"Dilong twenty-nine, Ao has no regrets. An old voice sounded, attracting Ao Buregret's attention at once.

It's the ancestors who perished. The Old Dragon Emperor whispered.

Ancestor, Ao is immortal?

"Hatred is just a way to gain power, if you are blinded by hatred, even if you get the strongest power, you will lose yourself in anger and pain, become a slave to resentment, become a servant of the devil, we don't want to see you. ”

Ao Buregret took a deep breath and raised his head high.

"I'm not wrong, I don't regret it when I draw strength from that painful urge, I get power, I harness it, what's wrong?"

Alas. Countless sighs of disappointment sounded, and Ao Qianye's face suddenly changed.

You could have chosen a more direct way to gain more power, but you didn't. There have been countless people in Kyushu who have been your enemies, and you have killed many people, but you have not chosen to plunder their souls, and squeeze the trembling and fascinating origin from their souls to strengthen yourself, so why would you rather go astray than obey the nature of the Heavenly Dragon?!

Ao Buregret raised his eyebrows, slowly raised his hands, and opened his arms to face the stone pillar in the vast void: "Then what do you think I am? Beast without humanity? Sacrifice others to fulfill yourself? The people I killed are all Yan Tiannan's enemies, not my enemies Ao Buregret, since I am not the sworn enemy of my Heavenly Dragon Realm, why should I destroy their hope of reincarnation, don't you think it's shameless to do this?"

"Presumptuous!" One of the thrones roared angrily: "Ignorant child, how dare you defy the majesty of the ancestor!"

The old dragon emperor's face was gloomy but he didn't make a sound, the people sitting here were all old ancestors who didn't know millions of generations older than him, he was not an emperor dragon, so naturally he was not qualified to intervene or speak for Ao Buregret, because he belonged to the inferior royal family in the Imperial Heavenly Dragon Clan, and the candidate for the Prison Commander was the core of the Imperial Heavenly Extreme Dao Dragon Clan.

"Times have changed, old antiques," Ao Buregret did not hide his sarcasm: "The human race is weak, but there are also powerful hands and eyes, and there are also loyal people with bare courage and blood, and you are nothing more than an old ghost who does not melt after death, and the true spirit lingers in the dragon mound, have you really lived in this era, look at the blue sea and blue sky of this era?!"

I don't regret it, with the blood of the Yutian Extreme Dao Dragon Clan, I live more like a person than a dragon! My joys, sorrows, and sorrows, my code of conduct is different from yours, you don't treat yourself as a human being, I can't do it, I have lived in the world of the human race for 10,000 years!

Life and death depend on each other, we have it, why don't the human race?

We have a lot of blood, don't the Terrans have it?

The world of happiness and revenge is what I want, and I don't need you to teach me what family plans and how to behave in the world! If you dare to put your beak, then get out of here!

The five colors of pitch black, silver white, crimson, turquoise, and dark green alternate in Ao Bu's pupils, and the aura is monstrous.

The arrogance and dignity of the dragon clan are not only for outsiders, each dragon clan is an independent individual, with its own strange bottom line and temperament!

"After a long time, we died in the Chaos Heaven, and the unruly grandson came here with the Peerless Dragon Cliff, this vast universe is indeed something we have not experienced, but we will not deliberately block your choice, we are just watchmen, but you must know that every choice you and your brother make is not only related to your own future, but also related to the future of the Heavenly Extreme Dao War God Clan. Ao Bu's voice became serious, and a cold and solemn silence quietly permeated.

Ao Buregret's face twitched, and slowly became vicious: "I said, Lao Tzu's choice will never change because of anyone, you think that the blood is fetters, I have to obey you?

A pair of cold eyes stared at the stone pillar in the front, and there was a black mist in the silver light: "You dare to say that you are the official of the prison?!"

I, indeed, are not. The black mist dispersed, and an old man who looked a little similar to the Dragon Emperor walked out with his hands on his back.

"I am the Strength Vein Heavenly Dragon, the Ao clan is immortal, and I am the father of the third prison officer Ao Buru, and they are all Ao Buru's sons, my grandchildren, including you. The old man was kind and kind-eyed, and he couldn't imagine that the voice full of the coercion and domineering momentum of the superior came from such an old man.

How did you find out? Ao Bu Die's hand was on Ao Buregret's shoulder, and the palpitating breath of death slowly wrapped around Ao Bu Regret, the old Dragon Emperor's so-called experience of death was at this time.

"I already knew. The extreme flame in Ao Buregret's eyes finally got out of control, roaring and spitting into the void, two torrents of flames entangled and intertwined in the air, and finally twisted into an extremely strange and complicated pattern.

Ah, so it's because of this, the Seal of the Inheritor.

Looking at the pattern surrounded by circular flames, the old man sighed with emotion.

It's too messy, it's too messy, we don't need so many external forces, and we're the strongest.

The inky burial spirit, the green Xunfeng, the silver-white Starfall Fire, and the purple Emperor Thunder, the four origin powers erupted from Ao Buregret's pupils, and they were arranged on the left and right of the Inheritor's Seal.

"I'll help you get rid of these impurities, as well as those useless memories, so that you can go on with your life in peace, and you won't be sad because of the crankiness of mortals. The old man spoke the gentlest words and did the most cold-blooded things.

Old Dragon Emperor's face was bloody, and he wanted to stop but was detained by the void and couldn't move.

"Purification, not destruction, this little guy's mind has been polluted, he doesn't think about the Heavenly Dragon Realm, this is not to blame him, but we really don't have time, we can't afford to wait. The old man said, his face expressionless, and he stretched out his right hand and pinched it towards the funeral spirit wind.

You dare to move one, try.

The golden rod flowing with lava pierced through the void for thousands of miles, and hit the temple of the old dragon Ao's immortal, unabashedly murderous.

The new Dragon Emperor laughed wildly, laughing sarcastically.