The water ripples in a circle of beautiful ripples, and the sound of clear water rings in the ears, crisp and pleasant.

The entrance to the Dragon's Lair is a cave surrounded by a lake, but even inside the cave, there is still a large stream of water.

At this time, Ink Mark was standing in a tyrannosaurus that had lived in the dragon's lair since childhood, and specially attracted people who wanted to enter the dragon's den.

Ink Mark also had a tyrannosaurus before, and when he first accepted it, he was still a carp king.

That was the first elf that Ink Mark had officially subdued since he became a trainer, and one was caught by bait and could be seen everywhere, and it was completely the carp king of the rotten street.

At that time, Moji was still a hot-blooded, full of damp young trainers, and even if there was no carp king in ten thousand who could evolve into a tyrannosaurus, he also cultivated it with his heart.

The hard work paid off, and the carp king of the ink marks eventually succeeded in evolving into a tyrannosaurus.

However, after he left the Dragon Family, his personality and concept changed drastically, and Ink Marks decided that his Tyrannosaurus had no potential and value to grow, so he ruthlessly chose to release it.

Also released were all the other pokemon except for the Tyrannosaurus and the Thorny Dragon King.

The fierce and vicious elf like the Tyrannosaurus couldn't help but shed tears at the moment when he was abandoned and released by the ink marks......

Maybe I feel a little regretful and guilty when I think about it now, but Ink Marks won't regret it.

Since it has already happened, it is useless to regret it.

Ink Marks' mood at this time is relatively good, his father has walked out of the psychological shadow that has been troubled for many years, and his strength has broken through to the championship level, which makes Ink Marks' mood also better.

Remembering the evil fluctuations when the three-headed dragon fell from the sky before, Moji's heart had revived his father's worship many years ago.

After sorting out his mind, Ink Scar sat cross-legged on the Tyrannosaurus and looked around.

Inkmark is also full of curiosity about the sacred place in the minds of everyone in the Dragon Clan, although this section of the road does not seem to be strange at the moment.

It is a flooded cave, and there are several stalactites hanging down from the top of the cave, and a drop of water drops down the stone cone, making a "ding dong ding dong" sound.

"Poof—"

The tyrannosaurus moved forward at a constant speed, and suddenly a splash of water suddenly appeared around it, and a blue figure jumped up from the water and fell.

"That's, mini-dragon?"

There are white fins on both sides of the head, a large round white nose, and a pale blue body that looks like a slug.

At that moment, Ink Marks stood up, and a Poké Ball had already reached out of his hand.

In his body, the bloodline that belongs to the dragon clan makes him extremely enthusiastic about dragon elves like mini dragons.

However, to his regret, the mini-dragon did not resurface after jumping back into the water.

Moreover, the tyrannosaurus ridden by Ink Mark did not stop at all, giving him time to subdue the elf's meaning, and still swam in the water, swimming towards the depths of the cave entrance.

Since there was no longer a chance to subdue the mini-dragon, Ink Marks put away his heart, withdrew the Poké Ball, and sat down cross-legged on the Tyrannosaurus again.

It was like a spotless statue, carried by a tyrannosaurus, in this deep cave.

Time passed minute by minute, but the tyrannosaurus still did not swim to its head, and the surrounding environment was still the same.

Streams, rock walls, stalactites, and the occasional dragon elves that poke their heads out from under the water.

Now that I see those elves, the ink marks are much more flat, and I don't even have the idea of subduing them.

Because almost all of those elves have just emerged and have already dived into the water again.

Strange to say, Ink Marks estimated that the Tyrannosaurus had to swim thousands of meters from the entrance of the cave to now, and it stands to reason that it should be so dark that it should be completely out of sight by now.

But the fact is that the cave is still as bright as daytime, and the visibility is very high.

This situation is very friendly to the half-blind man who is deeply short-sighted.

There is even a breeze blowing in the face, which makes people feel that even in the cave thousands of meters deep, there is no boredom at all, but it is very cool.

Ink Marks was looking down to think about why, but suddenly he felt as if he had hit a layer of film, bubble-like things, and the whole person stuck to it.

The next moment, the tyrannosaurus and the ink mark disappeared into the cave at the same time.

The wind is still blowing, the droplets on the stone cone are still dripping down, and the elves are still jumping up and down from time to time on the calm water.

If it weren't for the layers of ripples above the water surface, it would prove that the Tyrannosaurus and the ink marks did exist before.

......

Imperial Dragon Manor, about the ink mark today, except for the Great Elder and the Nine Elders who were far away in the Fangyuan Region, the other seven elders were all shocked.

It's not that it's against anyone, but that the elders instinctively oppose such non-conforming things.

However, in the end, it was lost because of the appearance of a dragon roar.

This made the elders feel aggrieved, but they were also overjoyed in their hearts, because the Dragon Family had one more champion-level top-level combat power since then.

In fact, this group of old men is quite cute, they were still yelling a moment ago, but as long as it is beneficial to the family, it can make them forget their unhappiness.

Except for the three elders, the other elders all left with two tangled feelings: grievance and happiness.

And the third elder Yulong Naoto and his grandson became more and more aggrieved, but they reluctantly went to the elf center of the Dragon Manor.

They were going to heal the Charizard, who had been badly injured by the three-headed dragon.

The rest of the Dragon's Bard and Dragon's Howl were still standing at the entrance to the Dragon's Lair, each watching the back of Inkmark's back as the Tyrannosaurus disappeared into the hole.

"When did you break through?"

The dragon minstrel with his back to the dragon roar suddenly spoke and said in an old voice.

"It's been a while, too."

Dragonroar took a few steps forward, then paused slightly half a distance behind Dragonbard and replied.

"You, did you figure this out? Do you still hate Adu for defeating you? And the Dragon's Lair, did you give up your chance to Ah Jin, willingly? ”

"Back to my father, I figured it out, I was defeated by Du, that is because my own skills are not as good as others, I am obviously an elder but I still lost, I am indeed very unwilling, but I don't hate it."

"As for the dragon's lair, I didn't care, since Ah Sin wants to go in, and I can help him, as Ah Scar's father, what is there to be unwilling about?"

A fresh breeze blew in, blowing up the red hair of the dragon roar, covering his face, and his expression could not be seen, only the voice could be heard coming from his mouth, and the clouds were light and the wind was light:

"This time, I won't try to find a challenge back, doesn't Scar want to defeat him, I'm sure Scar will be able to do it."

Hearing this, the dragon bard suddenly turned around, and the cloudy eyes that seemed to be old and dizzy slowly narrowed, staring at the dragon roar:

"Remember, Ah Ji is my grandson, and Ah Du is also my grandson!"