In the stone cave on the ground, gentle whispers faintly echoed.

Hongyuan's eyes slowly flashed with golden light, and the golden light wore through more and more, as if illuminating the entire dark underground stone cave.

Succeed!

Really Hongyuan has practiced the legendary golden boy!

The dragon fairy suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was very excited.

Hongyuan has a happy face. He grabbed his empty hand and held a golden sword from a distance. He grabbed the hilt of his sword and pumped it hard. As he spoke, the ancient golden sword illuminated a world on the ground, and the dazzling golden light even washed into the clouds, making the surviving Guilan people cheer. And then, there was no more.

The dazzling golden light in the sky quickly vanished, and darkness quickly returned from the grotto, and Hongyuan's eyes returned to their original state.

Those old golden swords are still in their sheaths, nothing has changed.

“？ How so? It's impossible. Why is this happening.

The dragon fairy suddenly jumped up, looking at Hongyuan's golden sword without moving or quietly. He was disappointed and unbelievable.

Fail!

Ryujin has the courage to do every detail, just to complete his mission and the people's long-standing wishes.

He did all the price, both in general and emotionally, but he still failed.

"Auntie, I'm sorry!"

The grand side is bitter and astringent.

There is also the body temperature of the dragon god on the fingertips. Looking at his lost soul, Hongyuan suddenly felt the pain in his heart. Unfortunately, he did his best to pull out the old golden sword. Even the golden swordsman he suspects doesn't fit together with the scabbard. The so-called "inheritance of the power of the Golden Emperor" is a lie about the beauty and gentleness that has been passed down from generation to generation, which has inspired future generations.

"Hongyuan, it has nothing to do with you. It's me useless! ”

The dragon fairy burst into tears.

The last method failed. If we don't draw the golden sword, we won't inherit the power of the Golden Emperor. How can we stop the three Lords from attacking heaven? Who will protect the people and homes of the helpless sect?

The end of the Ceratosaurus has finally arrived!

At this moment, the low sound of the mountain was heard outside, followed by the exclamation of the dragon-trumpeters and the flutes of the three great anti-celestial masters. In the Forbidden Middle Temple, there is a huge crack that is about to collapse. It was not guarded by the world.

The golden circle of light that surrounds the temple is fading, like an oil lamp swaying mischievously in the middle of the horizon.

Hongyuan, Long County, and Long County walked out of the Earth Stone Cave and returned to the ground smoothly, but looking at the three fierce anti-heaven masters, they couldn't do anything.

During the period when these two people were thrown into the underground stone cave, many horned dragon warriors were thrown into pools of blood. There are less than 100 people in the temple, most of them are elderly people and children. This is all the people of the Jiaolong family. They were completely cut off after their deaths.

Ceratosaurus was on the verge of extinction.

Long Fenfen's face is so calm, not like ordinary people who panic or come out, but there is deep sadness in their eyes. He didn't know how to save his people, how to repel powerful enemies, and protect his country.

Long Fen's sad eyes glanced at the person, and then he still stared at Hongyuan, floating in the mind of the stone cave on the ground, and there was a mist in his eyes. For a long time, he seemed to have made a decision, holding the golden sword and whispering slowly. The sound is not very bright, like a girl's dream, the ban of the temple has not changed, but the dragon god's face is getting paler and paler. He had wrinkles on his face and skin. In a short period of time, he seemed to be over ten years old, and he continued to age at an alarming rate.

"Auntie, what are you doing here?" Hong Block was taken aback.

The dragon fairy did not answer, and continued to speak to myself. , burning with their own life and longevity.

This is the skill of the keeper and the last method of worship in every temple.

Above the temple, the air rippled and twisted, and as the people looked at them suspiciously, a golden portal gradually appeared.

The import is not large enough, and only one person is allowed to bend over and donate. He seems unstable, constantly shining and shaking, but he can still tell that he is a portal!

"Hongyuan, let's go, leave here immediately, never to come back. Forget my aunt, forget the world. ”

Long Ying looked at Hongyuan, his sadness became more and more intense, a homeless man who had run away from home since he was a child.

His skin was no longer white and delicate, and his shoes were dry and wrinkled; His eyes are no longer clear; His long hair stretched all the way to his waist, and he couldn't be more black and soft. In the blink of an eye, in a girl who does not eat human fireworks and ice, he became pure and old, pearl yellow, and lost a lot of vitality and longevity.

Legend has it that when the Golden Emperor sealed the Dragon Rice World, he never thought of leaving this paradise for future generations, blocking the passage for everyone to walk. If you want to jump out of this cage and go outside, unless you sacrifice your own life and longevity, you can forcibly open up a passage for your relatives. I heard that this is a secret method that was accidentally discovered by a temple ritual a long time ago. He never divulges to the next sacrifice, the dragon sacrifice.

"Hongyuan, I promised him, go, get out of here immediately! This portal! It's very unstable, and I can only barely send one person to the street to maintain it for a short time, and I will never have a chance to go again! ”

The voice of the Bloodwing Hand King suddenly rose in Hongyuan's mind. With the previous day giving, the voice turned on weakly.

"Auntie!"

Hongyuan didn't listen to the King of the Bloodwing Hand this time. He saw at a glance the burning of Shouyuan and the dragon points that he did not understand. He had a long nose and a stinging heart. Many years ago, in the blue sky and ocean, a familiar scene appeared in my mind, and in a trance, it seemed that Zhu Xiyue, who had seen each other for the first time, was standing in front of me.

Are there any good women in the world, but in order to be able to ignore everything, even life and face, how many women can there be?

After meeting Chu Chengyue, Hong Soreness thought that he would never like another woman again, like Ouyang Xue he saw in the Gobi Oasis, and then moved people, just to laugh and disappear with him without any really hard feelings. However, Long Fen, who had known him for a short time, was inscribed in his mind without knowing it, and the snow in his heart began to melt unconsciously.

"Hongyuan, listen to my aunt's words, go, go, take it, this golden sword, never come back!"

The dragon fairy's body shook, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his body looked even older. The portal above the temple shakes violently, and when the light is strong, the portal collapses and disappears.

Outside of Prohibition, the three great anti-heaven apostles laughed and attacked even more. Especially the Golden Sands, a toad, no longer left room to launch a fierce attack with a ball. A golden transverse membrane hanging from the temple.

"The golden sword is indeed the sword hanging from the waist of the Golden Emperor!"

"Get out of here, this golden sword is me!"

Suddenly, the three Yamato Sky fought.

Just now, the three of them stitched together to attack the ban of the Naka Ayang Temple. The next moment, how they fought with golden swords.

Sure enough, the owner of the city arrived at the Golden Sands. The toad hangs above its head, opening its mouth and eating hard. He grabbed the golden sword in his hand, and then turned back and left.

Hiding in Jincheng for so many years, he has already made a clear investigation of the tomb of the great king.

Although the Tomb of the Great Monarch has sealed a complete tripod world and is rich in resources, for the master of his level, it is the golden sword handed down by the Ancient Jin Emperor who is moving. It can be said that only the Golden Sword is the second treasure in the tomb of the successful Great King!

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