In the gloomy sky of the Northlands, sparsely scattered with fine snow, there were three behemoths flying in the sky, and if you got a little closer, you could see that they were three dragons.

In terms of size, these three dragons are all adult dragons, with different body colors, and they should belong to different branches of the dragon family, but what is the same is that their expressions are all a little anxious. However, although the expressions of the three dragons were quite anxious, they did not speak, and they just flew silently in the sky in the direction of the southeast.

Just as the three dragons were flying silently, one of the dragons with a whole green body suddenly spoke: "Prime Minister, will he go to Fei Lengcui?"

When the pitch-black dragon among the three dragons heard this, he didn't react, even if he flew forward, he subconsciously denied: "No." The county lord has returned from the south, but Fei Lengcui is in the far north, and in the best possible way, he is completely different......"

But at this point, the black dragon's words suddenly froze, and then his wings flapped forward, and after rolling up the messy wind and snow, he stopped in the air, and his eyes fell into thought, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that the black dragon stopped, the other two dragons also stopped, and they didn't bother, just arched beside him, waiting quietly.

After pondering for a while, the black dragon suddenly asked, "When did you last see Liu Situ, and where is he now?"

The green dragon who spoke just now replied, "I met him a day ago, and he went to the west with Meng Yan at that time. ”

"Meng Yan ......"

The black dragon pondered the name for a moment, and his eyelids gradually drooped, as if he felt that the clue was broken, but suddenly it brightened again.

"What about Shen Daizong?"

The green dragon hesitated for a moment, and replied truthfully: "The last time I saw Brother Shen, it was more than ten days ago. ”

The black dragon's eyes gradually cleared, as if he had finally figured something out, and then he turned sharply in the air, heading in the direction of the north.

"Let......'s go!"

Before he finished speaking, the black dragon suddenly shut up, his eyes were completely open, and he opened to the maximum, looking at the north in shock.

The other two dragons also turned around and looked north, their expressions equally shocked.

Something completely imperceptible to normal creatures was spreading from the north.

It is not a picture, not a sound, not a smell, not a vibration, but a sixth sense beyond the five senses, a mysterious and mysterious thing.

The dragons have given this kind of thing a proper noun called bloodline.

Now, in the far north, there is such a fluctuation of bloodlines.

The fluctuations were weak but still clearly recognizable, and for the three dragons here, the fluctuations were calling to them, as if there was their closest existence there, making them involuntarily want to get closer, snuggle up under each other's knees.

"What's that?!"

The green dragon blurted out and asked subconsciously.

The black dragon still looked in that direction in shock, and was silent for a while before he said, "It seems that you all feel the same way, in that direction...... If I'm not mistaken, it's the ancestors who have appeared. ”

These words made the expressions of the other two dragons suddenly solemn, but their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Unlike the human kingdom's belief in gods, the dragons do not believe in gods, which creates a spell system that is very different from that of humans.

However, although the dragons do not believe in gods, they also have their own beliefs, that is, their ancestors.

"You probably guessed it right,"

Although the black dragon had a high status and a wider range of knowledge, he had never experienced anything like this, so he couldn't help but be shocked for a while. But he was a big man after all, and after the shock, he quickly realized the countless possibilities involved, and immediately called for the other two companions.

"He may indeed have gone to Fei Lengcui, let's go!"

As he spoke, he spread his wings and flew towards the north, and the other two dragons also hurriedly followed his ass and flew towards the north.

......

The voice echoed in the sky above the Emerald.

This dull and solemn voice was heard not only by Norman, but also by the dragons who were immersed in the spiritual storm, and they could understand it, because it was spoken in an ancient language, a pure ancient language.

“......”

finally saw that Norman finally controlled the situation by injuring 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted damage, and the sailors in the live broadcast room finally breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect the sudden regeneration!

Where did this unfamiliar voice come from? From a semantic point of view, this unfamiliar voice is obviously ill-intentioned.

Where did this go?

The sailors were full of words and wanted to talk, but everyone was banned, and no one could play a barrage, which made these sailors in the live broadcast room not to mention how breathless they were, and some even slammed the keyboard to vent their anger while scolding in reality.

But even if he is so breathless, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has only decreased slightly, and the overall volume is still maintained at 680,000 - without him, this live broadcast room can't be entered at all! They are all lucky, and they finally have such an opportunity, how can they give up easily?

It's better to watch it obediently, you can't send a barrage, so don't send it.

The sailors in the live broadcast room are aggrieved, but these dragons on Fei Lengcui are just the opposite.

The appearance of that voice was like a sledgehammer, smashing the spiritual chains that shackled them from the spiritual storm, so that the shackles around their necks were loosened, and they could finally take a breath. And the Guardians of Heaven, who were approaching their intended execution, slowed down.

The dragon who was about to be executed in the most urgent situation also saved his life for the time being—the heavenly guardian in front of him, his hand holding the torture instrument was raised high in the air, but he couldn't fall, as if he was being pulled by something.

Norman didn't know where the voice came from, and he didn't have the mental strength to think about it, he only intuitively felt that the situation was not good, so he pushed the forbidden spell more carefully, wanting to end it all as soon as possible.

But the spiritual storm seemed to be pulled by a rope, and no matter how much he mustered his thoughts, he couldn't push it forward.

After the voice sounded, the owner of the voice did not say anything more.

He screamed directly.

A heavy dragon groan, coming from the north, was endless, as if it never ended.

This is a purebred dragon chant, and it stands to reason that Norman, as a human, should be inexplicably able to hear it, but he is very strange that he understands it!

This voice penetrated the forbidden spell realm of the spiritual storm and reached the hearts of every dragon clan, and they also understood it.

How can the descendants of the dragon clan bow to the gods!

This is the meaning of this dragon chant.