Not only that, but the sea of spirit that was connected to this was at this moment, like a river overturning the sea, wave after wave surging into his mind, which ...... It seems to be a very old memory, the memory of the ancient dragon!

In that memory, he saw the shattered Ancient Jiaolong Clan, and even saw the Yin and Yang Heavenly Emperor holding Yin and Yang, as well as ...... The kneeling on the ground, looking at the dead companions and loved ones, one after another heart-rending figures, like evil ghosts wailing.

A barren maroon land, a dead and wounded, the sky is burning, life is like grass mustard, and the countless ancient dragons are destroyed one by one in the endless black shadows!

In the end, it was completely blurred, and the painful memory that belonged to the ancient dragon also disappeared.

"Who do you think is more unwilling than me?" Jiaolong at this time, with a smile that seemed to be smiling, those dragon eyes, as if they had gone through the ages, and that painful memory was sealed by him for 10,000 years!

Even if it's him, he can't open it, not because he can't, but because he doesn't want to!

He didn't expect that at the moment when he completed the bloodline fusion with a human being, it was the memories that he buried in his heart, which were opened one by one.

In the same way, the experience of the kid in front of him doesn't seem to be much different from his own, but compared to him, at least it is much better.

The Ming clan has not been destroyed, he still has hope to save it, but what about him? As early as tens of thousands of years ago, all their ancient dragons were destroyed, and as for what remained, how many were left, he didn't even have a chance to save them.

Perhaps, that memory, only he, a waste dragon, still remembers it deeply.

That feeling of powerlessness is really worse than death.

Ming Yuan was silent, he didn't expect that the reason why the ancient dragon gradually became more and more rare was actually a massacre back then, and who started this war, he couldn't detect it from this memory at all, he only knew that even if it was the ancestor, for that war, he could only protect himself, and he couldn't save it!

"We ancient dragon clan, you all think that they are ancient beasts, but in this world, there is no good or bad, it is just a thought of you. Jiaolong said without being salty.

In ancient times, all men and beasts did things that were good and bad, and the end result was nothing more than survival, nothing more.

Didn't humans think about themselves when they slaughtered their ancient dragons?

For this, Ming Yuan couldn't refute it, because he knew that in order to continue to become stronger, human beings would do everything possible to hunt the desolate beast, and then extract the essence of the desolate bone from the body of the desolate beast, and the same is true for the desolate beast, in order to survive in the endless mountains, they can only kill the great desolate people who keep going to the mountains.

Because, the desolate beast knew that instead of eating other desolate beasts, it was better to eat some powerful desolate people, because the treasure in the body of a desolate person was ten times more powerful than a desolate beast, a hundred times. That kind of cultivation of a perfect body would be of great benefit to any desolate beast, but in the same way, the same would be true for any desolate beast.

"I'll help you!" Ming Yuan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke in a heavy voice between Jiaolong's sighs and helplessness.

Hearing these three words, Jiaolong felt stunned for a while: "Help me what? Resurrect our ancient Jiaolong clan?"

Jiaolong seems to have heard a very funny joke, but this joke is not funny at all.

"If ......"

"What if? There is never an ifs in this world, only absolute!" As soon as Ming Yuan said this, he was interrupted by the dragon, and then a dragon roar resounded, and a pair of dragon eyes looked at the water marks on the dragon head in front of him, and finally said lightly, "Take out the ancient traces." ”

Ming Yuan clenched his fists tightly, to be honest, with his current time, it was really not enough to see, and he ...... What qualifications does he have to say such a thing? Even his own ancestor cannot be saved, so what can he do to save it? Is it just a blood-boiling word?

With his right foot glaring forward, Ming Yuan came to the front of the dragon's head, looking at the ancient marks in the shape of a drop of water droplets, for some reason, when he wanted to raise his hand again, it became extremely difficult, this kind of difficulty seemed to carry a mission, this mission, than the revival of the Ming clan, is more powerful.

Feeling the energy of the water trace, in a full dozen breaths, Ming Yuan's raised right hand slowly approached the dragon head again.

The moment he touched the dragon's head, Ming Yuan felt a cold that he had never felt before, and it invaded his whole body, and even the qi and blood flowing in his body were frozen!

Seeing this situation, Ming Yuan hurriedly turned the half-dragon and half-phoenix on his chest, and the dragon and phoenix pattern behind him also lit up at this moment, and the phoenix's fire burned from this!

Feng Huo is the most domineering existence among all the beast fires, and it is also the top five existence among the top ten beast fires.

Therefore, when the phoenix fire burned from Ming Yuan's body, the strong cold feeling in his body suddenly gradually dissipated, and his right hand, which seemed to be frozen, also moved, and in the end, a palm and five fingers were opened, and it was directly slapped heavily on that ancient mark.

"Boom!"

When the five fingers slapped on the ancient mark, around him, a strong energy suddenly emanated, and that kind of energy seemed to tear Ming Yuan's entire body apart.

However, no matter how powerful that energy was, the right hand placed on the ancient mark never trembled, even if the blood was flowing and the bone was breaking, the firm heart at that moment was bound to win the ancient mark, and the strong will in the heart, especially the scene of the fall of the ancient dragon, insisted on the will of Ming Yuan's heart to become stronger!

And under such hard work and persistence, the blue light that bloomed with the water marks on the faucet was finally suppressed by Ming Yuan's right palm, and then gradually dimmed.

Powerful energy slashed through his five fingers, like blood, surging from five different places towards the same place.

This place is his arm!

The energy slashed, on the arm, like an incomparably sharp knife carved back and forth on it, the pain spread throughout his right hand, his body trembled violently, Ming Yuan clenched his teeth tightly, that touch of obsession, always insist!

I don't know how long it took, when the blue light in the entire cave was completely dissipating, Ming Yuan only felt that his whole body was about to collapse, but on his arm, he could clearly feel that there was a drop of water surging continuously.

The drops of water have countless marks, and in the marks, the blue light flows, and finally converges at one point.

At that point, the blue light appeared, an ancient mark, looming, the power of the water of the five elements, in his right arm, like a divine sea, surging!

Looking at the young man in front of him, in the corner of Jiaolong's eyes, a vague light flashed, and it seemed that at a certain moment, he saw the shadow of the Yin Yang Heavenly Emperor.

That dedication!