"Legend has it that in the ultimate battle, the god king and the demon lord did not completely eliminate the evil ancestor of the evil race, but accidentally let a trace of his remnant spirit escape, and then, the god and the demon clan joined forces to deduce the chess game of heaven and earth, and finally, through the barrier of time, they saw that after ten thousand years, the seriously injured evil ancestor will recuperate and return from injury, and at that time, there will be a hero of fate, he will lead all the strong people on the continent, and once again have the ultimate battle with the evil ancestor that did not end ten thousand years ago......"

"And the result?" Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't wait to ask, all kinds of signs showed that he seemed to be the legendary son of prophecy, so he was naturally extremely concerned about his future fate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the face smiled and did not speak, he did not answer Ling Xiao's question, but just shook his huge branches and leaves, countless rustling sounds came from his ears, converging into a special sound, thunder, war drums, at this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have come to the endless battlefield, where is his ultimate fate.

After a trance, Ling Xiao quickly came to his senses, and he looked at Su Mei suspiciously, but her expression was as if he hadn't heard that kind of sound at all.

Silenced, Ling Xiao fell into a struggle, to be honest, he never thought that he would be a savior one day, although his dream since childhood was to be a great magician, but he never thought of tying the fate of the entire continent to himself, at this moment, it was like a boulder instantly pressing on his body, making him a little breathless.

"Young man, look"

As if he understood what Ling Xiao was thinking, he pointed his face forward, and following his fingers, he saw that the branches and leaves that covered the sky and the sun suddenly trembled, and countless air currents converged from all directions, and then slowly, condensed into a scene.

It was a magnificent ancient battlefield, darkness and light, two diametrically opposed forces were crushing each other, and at this moment, a force of the most evil and evil suddenly rushed out from the depths of the earth, and then quickly, it reached the point of contending with light and darkness......

The picture suddenly turned, and at this time, a middle-aged man wearing a purple gold dragon robe suddenly appeared in front of Ling Xiao, he had Ling Tian's momentum, and a buzzing sound came from the space around him, as if the entire world could not withstand his huge momentum.

And behind the middle-aged man, rows and rows of huge dragons with a length of more than two hundred zhang waited quietly, although their forms were different, and the energy attributes emitted by their bodies were also different, but the momentum they exuded at this time was exactly the same, it was a kind of benevolence and righteousness that did not hesitate to sacrifice in order to protect their homeland, and it was also the unyielding fighting spirit in the face of death, at that moment, they were like the masters of heaven and earth, and the whole world was screaming and trembling under their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, an endless evil aura spread from the sky, that kind of evil aura made people can't help but feel sick and dizzy at a glance, this is the evil race, the most evil race in heaven and earth.

In the face of the endless army of evil clans, the lonely dragon seems to be isolated and helpless, but even if they are at a disadvantage, they are not a lost dog, every dragon is burning with a raging fire at this time, in the face of an enemy who cannot win at all, they choose not to flinch, that is their fire of life, and at the same time, it is also the last obsession they left to the world.

The greatest death of the dragon clan since its birth has been born.

Although it was just a picture, Ling Xiao still felt the belief in moving forward and the unyielding arrogance of preferring to die, the dragon clan, with their lives, to prove to the world their dignity and arrogance as the supreme of Warcraft, and all this was just for what they wanted to protect, this beautiful continent, and their children who were waiting to be fed.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao seemed to understand the intention of the spirit of the ancient huai, he thought of his parents, remembered his sister, and similarly, he also remembered his lover Yan Yue, his teacher Jiewen, his brother Yan Hui, and the friends who had appeared in his life. It turns out that there is too much love and beauty in this world, and all of this is the person he wants to protect.

Slowly, a belief was born from the bottom of Ling Xiao's heart, and at the same time, endless light power poured out of his body, and the entire pitch-black and dark dragon tomb was shrouded in the light he released.

It seemed that he was a little afraid of this light power, and the human face condensed by the spirit of the ancient acacia left Ling Xiao a little distance, but his face was full of relief, looking at Ling Xiao who was wandering in the mist of light, at this moment, he was full of sacredness and majesty.

Slowly, the light on Ling Xiao's body was retracted by him, and the entire huge dragon tomb also returned to its former peace and tranquility.

At this moment, Ling Xiao finally came into contact with the true meaning of the light power, although this was only a few scratches of the light true meaning, but for his future cultivation of the light power, it was like a guiding light, and from then on there was a guide and direction.

Raising his head, Ling Xiao slowly bowed to the face of the Ancient Huai Spirit, if it weren't for the help of the human face, he was afraid that he wanted to understand the power of this guardian, and he was afraid that he didn't know what year and month it would be.

That's right, what Ling Xiao comprehended was the guardian in the true meaning of light, after watching the image of the Divine Dragon King leading many divine dragons to sacrifice their lives for the things they wanted to protect, the kind of love that gave up life for the sake of protection made him instantly think of his relatives and friends, and at this time, he understood why he wanted to become a great magician, all of this was to protect them.

"Haha, you don't have to thank me, this is the reward of your own talent and hard work, if it weren't for the fact that you continue to cultivate the power of light when magic can't progress, I'm afraid that I'm nudging you, you won't be able to comprehend the true meaning of light."

Listening to the words of the Ancient Huai Spirit, Ling Xiao's face changed suddenly. "Hehe, you don't have to be nervous, after 10,000 years of evolution, my strength has already reached a very high level, and it is not difficult to find out your current physical condition."

"Then, I don't know if you can help me heal this injury!" Seeing that the spirit of the ancient locust was so powerful, Ling Xiao's heart suddenly looked forward to it.

"I'm sorry, although my strength is strong, but I still can't heal your injuries, but if my prediction is right, I'm afraid that soon, your injuries will be completely healed, and when the time comes, your strength will also improve by leaps and bounds."

Listening to the words of the spirit of the ancient huai, Ling Xiao immediately smiled bitterly, how could this spirit of the ancient huai be the same as the Great Elder of Light, but when he heard that his injuries would be healed in a short time, Ling Xiao's heart was still a little relieved, and after waiting for so long, he finally waited for a relatively close time.

"By the way, the spirit of the ancient acacia, you said that this dragon tomb was jointly built by the god king and the demon lord for those divine dragons who died on the battlefield, but why didn't I feel the power of light in this dragon tomb." Suddenly thinking of the situation when he first came, Ling Xiao asked the spirit of the ancient locust in confusion, however, the face of the spirit of the ancient locust only smiled, and then turned his gaze to the bright moon in the sky, without saying a word.

Following his gaze, Ling Xiao also looked at the bright moon in the sky, at this time, the moonlight was shining, and the entire dragon tomb was shrouded in this faint starry moonlight, which seemed extraordinarily peaceful and quiet.

Ling Xiao didn't see what mystery this moon was hiding, however, just when he turned his face and wanted to ask the spirit of the ancient huai for advice, he suddenly remembered that when he first arrived, the moon seemed to stay in that position in the sky, and at this time, it was clear that a short time had passed, and the moon was still staying in that position.

With a look of surprise, Ling Xiao carefully observed, and sure enough, this bright moon and the surrounding stars were embedded in the blue sky like dead things, and this dragon tomb was simply a huge space with only night.

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