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[Chapter 2, Volume 2]

Section 1181 1230 Divine Soldier Majesty

The Jiaolong clan actually rushed towards the white light in unison, without hesitation, not afraid of death. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The dragons stared blankly at the scene in the air, the tragedy of this scene was destined to be engraved in their hearts forever.

Rumble!

The body of the Jiaolong clan collided in the white light, a life and death struggle, pain and torture, the white light only stagnated slightly, the castration did not change, and it still rushed down directly. But the Jiaolong people paid a terrible price for this, pieces of flesh and blood flew sideways, and one after another the Jiaolong people died under the impact of the white light.

The life of every Jiaolong clan can only be exchanged for a trace of stagnation of white light, although there is only a trace, the Jiaolong clan is going forward and succeeding, not afraid or regretful.

Like a moth to a fire, life is burning, cruel and gorgeous.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The white light continued to tremble, and the degree of stagnation became greater and greater, and the Jiaolong people paid a huge price for it, it was simply a massacre, the blood almost stained the sky red, and too many Jiaolong people died in this suicide. The dead bodies could not stay in the air and fell towards the surface of the sea.

Snort!

The sound of molten molten bodies was so terrifying that as soon as the body entered, it immediately turned out of the bones. White bones emerge from the molten slurry, like dumplings in a frying pan, and the scene is extremely bleak.

"Don't!"

The dragon people saw their bodies shake wildly, tears welled up in their eyes, and the sacrifice of the dragon people without hesitation shocked them, and they felt deep heartache.

"Don't die ......"

Under the leadership of Zhenwu, the dragon people rushed straight down, and they wanted to help Yang Wu and the others resist together.

"Rush again! Be sure to preserve the bones of your ancestors! ”

The madness of the Jiaolong people continued, and more than fifty people collided with them, their bodies quickly disappeared into white light, and their faces before death were so crazy. There was a sense of serenity in this madness.

Yes, peaceful, their abilities are limited, their blood is not pure, but they gave everything for their faith, and they really did their best.

"Ancestors!" How many people's roars stopped abruptly in their throats.

The Jiaolong people watered their faith with blood, and the crimson flower bloomed so brilliantly.

Although the white light was strong, when it was finally exhausted, the meager strength of each Jiaolong clan person formed a torrent.

There is no need for the dragon clan to help, the dragon clan has already solved the matter.

Thundered!

With the last loud bang, the white light died in the extreme brilliance, and this wave of powerful energy was finally leveled, and the bones of the divine dragon lost the effect of the white light and fell normally.

The bones of the divine dragon were caught by Yang Wu, and Yang Wu held it carefully, which was the most precious thing in the world to him. His head had already been stained red with blood, and in the impact just now, he was the first, rushing to the front, and was hit by the white light at the first time, and his superior dragon defense saved his life, and he was bounced away.

Yang Wu was like holding a shrine, his expression was solemn and solemn, and he stepped on the illusory staircase and slowly descended to the island. Floating in the sky were the remaining nine hundred Jiaolong clansmen, who quietly watched Yang Wu go, silently wiping their tears, and many people's throats were already hoarse.

They have finally preserved the bones of their ancestors, and they have finally sacrificed their loyalty, but the price of this faith is really too great. Looking down, the white bones on the surface of the sea are so terrifying, those were once vivid faces, those people laughed with them not long ago, but now they have disappeared forever between heaven and earth.

Ancestors, can you watch your people from heaven? Is there really a providence in the dark, and is the fate of the Jiaolong clan destined to be cruel?

The bones of the dragon were gently placed on the ground, and the movements of the dragon remained unchanged, like an old monk sitting still.

Yang Wu trembled and slowly retreated, and finally he fell to his knees towards the bones, his head buried tightly on the ground, and suddenly he was already crying, this cry was hoarse, with endless sadness, with infinite grief.

"Ancestor, have we finally found you?" Yang Wu cried out in tears.

The dragon people landed behind Yang Wu one after another, everyone was silent, with tears in their eyes, all the arrogance was put down, and only the final emotion was left in their hearts.

"Ancestor, five hundred of our Jiaolong Clan have died, a full five hundred...... Yang Wu shouted in a trembling voice.

The dragon still stood silently, never answering. Shenlong died cowardly, but he sowed bravery and passion in the hearts of his children and grandchildren.

"Brother, please don't cry."

A palm slowly rested on Yang Wu's shoulder, and this person accompanied Yang Wu to grief.

Yang Wu raised his head and glanced at Zhen Wu, as if he had traveled thousands of light years, with too much complexity and heaviness in this eye, and his two pairs of eyes were trembling.

A "brother" expressed the respect of the dragon clan for the Jiaolong clan. This time, the Jiaolong Clan proved itself, and no one could question the Jiaolong Clan. For this sound, the Jiaolong clan has worked hard for too long, and under the vulgar appearance of the past, they hide a proud heart.

The facts make people feel that the Jiaolong Clan, a remnant of the Great Wilderness whose bloodline is not pure, is more courageous than the orthodox descendant of the Dragon Clan.

The Jiaolong people also descended slowly, and they stood beside the dragon people, and the people of the two clans held each other's hands tightly. From this moment on, they became true brothers, and everyone's hearts were tightly connected.

A long journey to find their ancestors came to an end, the process may not be good, the ending was finally gratifying, the Jiaolong people got what belonged to them, and their thousand-year-old wandering hearts were finally at peace. The power of faith controls everything, and the brilliance of their ancestors will continue to empower them.

The people of the two clans bowed and worshipped the bones of the dragon, and then they dug a deep pit under the island of Extreme Flame to let the dragon sink into the ground.

Every movement is solemn, which is a spiritual pilgrimage for the Jiaolong people and the dragon people.

Xiao Yunsheng in the sky slowly fell, he silently glanced at Yang Wu and the others, and his heart was full of emotion. His eyes were on the other side of the island.

On that side, the pomp and circumstance of Chiyan Island was repeated, and the Dao Sect people were forging peerless divine weapons, and they were seated cross-legged one by one. Xiao Da was maintaining a column of molten water, and at this time, it was filled with the most powerful Jing Yuan True Fire.

Disheveled! Disheveled! Disheveled!

The bodies of the Dao Sect were constantly making sounds, and the power was being frantically squeezed out, and all of them flowed to the Love Slashing Sword. Tianhua's face was filled with a look of madness, although he didn't make a sound, everyone could see a heart-rending cry from him.

The people of the Taoist Sect are still holding on. Their forging began a few days ago, and now the forging is entering a high level. tide, maybe the results will come out soon.

I've been struggling for too long, this time, the peerless divine weapon is finally going to be forged, right?

The island is divided into two places, one is the ancestor of the Jiaolong clan; One is the Taoist quest, and the power of the two faiths is flying in the sky and shining to the fullest.