"Are you saying that at that time, the High Elves tried to incorporate magical energy into their bodies and make them a part of their bodies, and then they were stopped by the power of the laws in the underworld, which led to the accidental birth of Douqi?"

The white dragon replied, "Yes." At that time, the High Elf Sacred Domain powerhouse who studied Dou Qi was also hit hard because of this, and then he struggled to live for thirty years before hanging. However, the information he left behind was constantly tested and improved by later generations, and it was found that Dou Qi was very suitable for those who did not have any magical talent to cultivate. ”

"If I have the chance, I want to meet the high elf who discovered the vindictive spirit." For those geniuses who created their own cultivation system, Song Zhe has always had high respect. Don't look at his strength now, but that's also because he has a lot of experience and stands on the shoulders of giants.

If he wants to create a cultivation system himself, to be honest, the possibility of failure is very high.

"You can't see him, but the one who pioneered the magic of the High Elves is still there."

"The High Elves are not dead?"

"He's a little special, because it's he who created the cultivation system of the Hundred Clans today, so much so that he became the source of the continent's magic. If you want to kill him, you must first discard all your magic. Of course, because of this, he has become a part of the laws of heaven and earth, even if he retains his consciousness, but he is constrained by the laws, and he can only watch the high elves fall.

My lord, if you really want to divide it according to strength, he should be an existence beyond the Holy Realm, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a god. Hey, I want to ...... the dragon clan back then" Bai Long sighed and chose to shut up.

The four Dragon Ancestors back then were not part of the law, they were also high up, like gods.

It's a pity that this time is different from the past, and the four dragon ancestors have long since disappeared, along with the Titan Ancestors who were in charge of storms and thunder back then.

Bai Long actually said it to Song Zhe on purpose, and he always felt that Song Zhe was very likely to be a direct descendant of Long Zu, or a clone of Long Zu.

Although Song Zhe has a lot of experience, he doesn't know much about the internal affairs of the Dragon Clan, so he didn't hear the hidden temptation in Bailong's words at all.

After half a day, they arrived at a human city of acceptable size.

The arrival of the white dragon also caused a lot of "commotion" and "chaos".

Although the human race is now powerful, the dragon clan can only flee back to Dragon Island in order to preserve its power.

However, this does not mean that people are not afraid of dragons, and it does not mean that everyone has the courage and strength to treat dragons as wrong.

A shrill siren sounded, and a few breaths on the walls gathered a team of at least a thousand men, who stood there with weapons in hand, and despite great fear in their hearts, not a single one flinched.

At this time, the war had just ended, and the allied forces of all ethnic groups had not yet extricated themselves from the war, and in the face of unexpected situations, they reacted very timely.

This is simply a misunderstanding.

Song Zhe jumped off the white dragon and landed steadily on the city wall.

The general guarding the city saw Song Zhe falling from the sky, and seeing that Song Zhe was a human being, he somewhat lowered his guard and did not immediately order Song Zhe to be taken down.

But he still kept his distance from Song Zhe.

Sometimes, even people of the same clan are not trustworthy.

"Stop! Who are you, report your name! The guard shouted, gesturing to the magician behind him.

Song Zhe didn't know what it meant, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't come to fight, so even if he would be suspected, the other party would have no direct evidence of his malice, and it would be impossible to do so when the time came.

The magician chanted the incantation, then relayed the situation to the nearest wizard's guild.

There are currently a total of thirty-six magic unions on the continent, and each union has at least one legendary powerhouse in charge. Of course, they also have chapters in this small city, but their strength is a bit unsatisfactory.

The white dragon slowly retracted its wings and landed outside the city, showing no intention of attacking.

The general also knew that Song Zhe was not easy to mess with, so he didn't embarrass Song Zhe too much.

He just arranged Song Zhe in the barracks, and how to solve it after that depended on the decision of the Magic Union.

It's funny, they are obviously part of the empire, but they have to obey the orders of the magic union. This is the sorrow of not having power, being an emperor encounters key things, and he doesn't even have the right to do this.

In fact, not long after the white dragon fell to the ground, he began to sleep.

The snoring was not small, but no one did not know how to provoke her.

A white dragon that is more than ten meters long should be invincible below the legend.

After receiving the news, the nearest president of the Magic Guild could only make a trip in person.

Dragon knights are rare, but they do exist.

Since Song Zhe was able to subdue such a white dragon, the chairman naturally thought that Song Zhe was a legendary-level existence.

Sanctuary, as far as he knew, none of those five had dragon mounts.

Song Zhe sat in the barracks, and on the table was a bunch of delicacies and two pots of good wine.

The taste of the dish is average, to the point that two pots of wine have some taste.

If the brewing materials can be better, the taste will be better.

"Where are the people?" Someone from outside was loud.

"President Tungf, the man is in it. He had just floated down from the sky, and it was likely that he was a wind mage. The magician sitting here hurriedly reported the information he had.

He strode to Song Zhe's tent, stretched out his hand to pull the curtain aside, and saw a young man holding a wine jug and drinking to himself.

"Friend, I don't think I've seen you before? I don't know where the teacher is? "Quegff is a straight 'character', what to ask.

Song Zhe put down the wine jug and said, "I have received a bequest from a senior, so I have today's achievements." I've been in the mountains for a long time lately, so I want to come out and walk around. ”

This reason sounds like, but it's actually.

Gong Gefu looked at Song Zhe with disdain, he couldn't see through it, but it didn't mean that he would give Song Zhe the corresponding respect.

Humanity has just ended its war with the High Elves, and as a result, such a strong man has escaped.

What is this for, picking peaches? Do you want to sit back and enjoy it?

Why didn't they see you when they were bleeding and sweating in front?

Song Zhe read the rough idea from the angry eyes of the Kai Gefu.

The only thing to blame is that he appeared at the wrong time.

It doesn't matter if it appears earlier or later, but it appears at the time of human victory, and it is estimated that everyone has to doubt Song Zhe's original intention.

"I wonder where you want to go?" He asked with a smile.

Song Zhe shrugged helplessly, "Let's take a look around, maybe you think I'm here to sit back and enjoy it, however, I didn't know that such a big thing happened outside since I met that white dragon." ”

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