The purple gold dragon hovered above the Golden Dragon Palace, looked down at the dragon carved on the pillars in the main hall, and said slowly: "I order you as the last generation patriarch of the Dragon Clan, after the Golden Dragon Hall disappears, you will each return to the clan, and when he leaves this cage and sets foot on the next continent, he must stop the group of people who are delaying it, and prevent them from coming down to kill him in person." He will be the hope of our people in the future, and you have the right to kill those who violate it. ”

The pillars on both sides of the Golden Dragon Hall shook sharply, and the dragons carved on it turned into golden-armored men, all of whom knelt on the ground: "Follow the instructions of the patriarch, we will definitely protect him and let him grow up." ”

The body of the purple gold dragon hovering in the air of the Golden Dragon Hall became more and more dim and illusory, and finally turned into a drop of blood and flew towards Mo Han's brow.

"Send the patriarch!"

The golden-armored man who fell to the ground sang an ancient war song and said his final goodbye to their patriarch.

As soon as the purple gold blood touched Mo Han's brow, it immediately bloomed with unprecedented light, reflecting the entire Golden Dragon Hall as purple-gold. At Mo Han's heart, the seed mark seemed to smell the fragrance of the dragon blood's blood, beating faster and faster, louder and louder, and an invisible gravitational force came from it, rushing towards the purple gold blood.

The purple gold blood that entered Mo Han's body seemed to have his own life, or the purple gold dragon had not completely dissipated away, resisting the attraction of the seed imprint on Mo Han's heart, and constantly wandering in Mo Han's body, condensing his muscles and flesh.

"Old man Dugu, this emperor is about to leave, don't you want to come out to see me for the last time?"

When the purple gold blood swam around Mo Han's body, standing above Mo Han's heart, the young man's phantom turned into the purple gold dragon reappeared above the blood, looking up at Mo Han's sea of knowledge: "Old man Dugu, this emperor is about to leave, won't you come out to see me for the last time?"

"Why are you doing this?" Old man Dugu sighed, and also appeared in Mo Han's heart, the only difference was that the purple gold dragon was standing on his blood, while the old man Dugu was standing on the top of the Linglong Tower.

"When a cycle reaches the end of the road, it will be accompanied by destruction. The dragon clan wants to continue, and if they want to leave a little bloodline, they can only put their hope on him. ”

"You don't have to die. ”

"No, I've lived long enough to not want to live anymore. I don't want immortality, I don't want eternity, I just want to be vigorous. I will use the breath of the dragon clan to temporarily cover his imperial vein breath, and I will leave the rest to you. Just now, my bloodline traveled all over his body, and his potential had been developed again, and when he cut himself, his recultivation would be reflected. You're running out of time, hurry. ”

After Zijin Long finished speaking, he didn't wait for Old Man Dugu to speak, and laughed and pounced on Mo Han's heart seed mark.

Mo Han's divine consciousness turned into his own appearance, standing on a gray mountain range, looking up at the sky, and muttering to himself: "Can the bloodline also be manifested like this?"

No one could answer him, for there was no one else here but him, not even the Killing Blade.

Suddenly, a purple cloud appeared at the end of the sky in the sky of the mountain range, and the golden light was swirling, surging towards the place where the mountain range was located at an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, the purple gold clouds came to the mountain range, Mo Han looked at the surging clouds, and saw that there was a purple gold dragon faintly galloping inside, as if it was about to leap out and reach the nine heavens.

Mo Han clenched his hands into fists, facing the clouds, and bent down at ninety degrees: "Purple Gold Dragon King, I will keep my oath, if the Dragon Clan has a crisis one day, I will do my best to help the Dragon Clan get out of trouble." ”

The purple gold dragon roared loudly, far away and clear, resounding through the heavens and the earth, as if affirming Mo Han's promise and oath.

The gray mountain range trembled violently in the dragon's groan, faintly about to rise into the air like a purple golden dragon, but it seemed that because Mo Han was standing on the mountain range, the mountain range only trembled sharply and failed to fly off the ground as desired.

At this time, Mo Han seemed to be integrated with the mountain range, and he could feel the excitement coming from the mountain range, as well as a little bit of fear, the fear of the purple gold dragon bloodline in the sky.

Purple clouds surrounded the golden light, and the purple dragon in it glanced back at the place where it had come, as if saying goodbye, as if looking down at something, and then plunged headlong into the mountains.

The bare gray mountain range trembled sharply, and the rough surface of the mountain range, as if countless devouring mouths appeared, and the purple clouds continued to swallow into the mountain range, not letting go at all.

It lasted for two hours before the gray mountain range swallowed all the purple clouds into his body, and a small and crystalline purple gold dragon smiled at Mo Han and took the initiative to throw himself into the mountain range.

Boom, the moment the purple gold dragon collided with the mountain range, Mo Han's divine sense flew away from the mountain range uncontrollably, and was driven away from the heart by the imperial vein, returning to the sea of knowledge.

What Mo Han didn't see was that the bare mountain range became translucent after swallowing the purple clouds, and in its center, there were two animals, a purple-gold elephant dragon with a whole body, and a blood-red ribbed winged tiger like a cow.

But the scene lasted only a moment, and then it returned to a bare gray, like a pool of stagnant water without the slightest ripple in the breeze.

In the Golden Dragon Palace, Mo Han, who was sitting on the dragon chair, opened his eyes, his pupils gradually converged, and an inexplicable aura came out of him, as if to shock everything in the world and crush everything.

After a long time, the inexplicable aura on Mo Han's body slowly disappeared, but under the impact of his aura, the golden dragon hall quickly dimmed, and those wall pillars like gold casting, the gold receded, and the gray appeared. It seems that it has experienced countless storms and frosts, and the baptism of history is gradually decaying.

"Boy, what are you waiting for, run, this place is about to collapse, do you want to be buried alive here?"

At this time, the old man Dugu shouted close to his ear, and his whole head seemed to explode, and he jumped up from the dragon chair and rushed straight to the top of the Golden Dragon Palace.

Bang.

Perhaps it was because the Golden Dragon Palace, like the Purple Golden Dragon, had reached the moment of dying, the moment Mo Han jumped up, the dragon chair platform below collapsed, and the top of the hall burst open under Mo Han's head-on-head impact.

Outside the Golden Dragon Palace, in front of the sacrificial spirit monument, Wei Su Zhuge Jing looked at the tablet, his brows sometimes let go and sometimes wrinkled, it seemed that he had gained something.

In the sky above the memorial monument, the king of fish and insects sat opposite each other, without enlightenment or words, but quietly waiting for something to be born, or waiting for some time to come.

Shengyu grabbed the sacrificial monument with all four feet, and kept crawling around, looking at the places that were pleasing to the eye or not, and biting down, but no matter how hard he tried, he never bit down a single stone from the beginning to the present.

Just when Mo Han opened his eyes and the Golden Dragon Hall began to decay, the light on the spirit tablet was magnificent, and the entire monument was raised and enlarged at an incredible speed, and in a moment, it turned into a huge starry sky with its tablet surface, dotted with stars, replacing the original sky of the fish and insect swamp.

Wei Su Zhuge Jing woke up from his enlightenment, looking at everything in front of him in shock, not knowing what was happening, but faintly felt that he couldn't get rid of Mo Han.

"It's coming. The fish king and the insect king let out a long roar, rose from the ground, and rushed towards the starry sky where the spirit monument had turned into a wild sky.

The cultivators outside the forbidden land of the Sacrifice Spirit Monument were asleep, some were standing and meditating, and some were meditating and cultivating, but at this time, their eyes were all round, looking at the starry sky above.

There is excitement, excitement, fear, confusion, and flying up like the king of fish and insects.

Mo Han, who had broken through the top of the Golden Dragon Palace, didn't know what was happening, and a huge attraction came from above, sweeping towards everything below. Like a raging storm, like a rain of bullets.

Mo Han looked down, and in the haze, he saw that everything below was like collecting garbage by this attraction, desperately attracting and flying towards it.

Mo Han in mid-air was startled, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and the Yuan Force in his body was activated, forming a thin layer of protective light shield outside his body, and with the help of the ruins and broken walls that kept flying up, he quickly flew towards the dark place above, which was also the place where the attraction came from.

The black hole, which seemed to be close at hand, was deliberately accelerated by its gravity and Mo Han, and it never came to an end, as if it was endless. But the black hole Mo Han could clearly see that it was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and for some reason, Mo Han's intuition told him that he had to leave here before the black hole disappeared, otherwise it would be annihilated in history.

"What is that?" Wei Su looked at the starry starry sky, and subconsciously asked Zhuge Jing next to him.

Zhuge Jing didn't answer him, because at this time he was already addicted to this beautiful starry sky.

"The Monument of the Sacrifice of the Dead. Every star in this starry sky is the soul of a deceased man or beast, and the Sacrifice Monument is about to crumble and disappear, and these souls will also go where they need to go. He looked at the starry sky with great interest, but he was not contemplating, and the starry sky gave him a sense of familiarity, as if it had seen it before.

Mo Han forcibly stopped his galloping figure, stood in place, and thought quietly. He knew he couldn't go on like this anymore, or he wouldn't be able to get out even if he was exhausted.

Countless stones and debris flew towards the shrinking black hole in the sky, and Mo Han, the person who stayed in mid-air, became the biggest obstacle, so all the stones and debris on this line would collide with Mo Han.

The light of the body shield flickered sharply under the collision of stones and debris, and the kung fu of a cup of tea turned into shatters and disappeared beside Mo Han.

Without the blocking of the body protection shield, all the oncoming stones and debris fell directly on Mo Han's body, and they were bounced away. But Mo Han, who had his eyes closed, seemed to be blind to all this, painful but not painful, still pondering.

Empty, everything is empty.

Mo Han didn't look back and slammed his head into the huge stone that was speeding over.