In the chaotic valley, Zhang Yang lowered his head and sweated profusely to explain something to the figure on the small lake. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"So, my dragon clan has really disappeared from the Heavenly Continent for 10,000 years!"

Long Qingyun stared at Zhang Yang's eyes, and there was a faint fierce light in his eyes.

Zhang Yang's heart froze, hesitated for a moment, and slowly spoke.

"It's also possible that the juniors are in a low realm and can't access the information of the peak races such as the dragon clan, maybe the dragon clan is just hiding from the world. ”

"Fart!" Long Qingyun scolded, "Does my dragon clan need to be hidden? Not to mention how much progress your human race's martial arts cultivators have made in the past 10,000 years, it is definitely not the opponent of our dragon clan, not to mention that with the unruly character of my dragon clan, how can there be a reason to hide from the world." It must be that something big has happened in the Heavenly Continent in the past 10,000 years!"

Long Qingyun paced slowly in the void for two steps, put his hands behind his back, and pondered quietly.

Zhang Yang stood aside obediently, standing still, he didn't want to touch the brow of this old dragon again, although the old dragon was trapped here with the forbidden sealing technique, it was not something that a small low-level martial cultivator like him could bully casually. Moreover, what does it matter to him whether the existence of the dragon clan exists or not, he doesn't want to be involved in these ancient secrets and lose his life in vain.

Long Qingyun's face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The valley was so quiet that Zhang Yang could even hear the hissing moans of the injured python on the side.

"Boy, since I can't contact the strong people in my dragon clan for the time being, then the hope of this seat can only be placed on you......"

After a while, Long Qingyun turned around, a terrifying light shot out of his eyes, stared at Zhang Yang, and said in an irrefutable tone.

Zhang Yang was stunned, never expecting that the last thing would fall on his head.

"You're not wrong, seniors, you're right! The juniors are low-spirited, how can they help you? Even 10,000 of them are not enough for this forbidden technique to kill, let alone save you!" Zhang Yang hurriedly said to Long Qingyun's terrifying gaze.

"Who said that you should save me now, this seat said that you will not come until you have the strength to rescue this seat after you have preached. Long Qingyun said lightly, as if he had already thought about it.

"Ah......" Zhang Yang's face turned bitter, "Senior, are you sure you are not joking with the juniors again? With the current strength of the juniors, let alone whether there is such an opportunity to prove the pinnacle of martial arts, even if the juniors have such talent, who can foresee the future." Maybe the younger generation is unlucky and dies in the middle of the martial arts cultivation, and then who will come to rescue the seniors, maybe the seniors will have to stay in this dark small space for tens of thousands of years......"

In the last sentence, Zhang Yang was almost like a mosquito, although he knew that he couldn't anger the strongest man in front of him 10,000 years ago, but he still had to fight for his life and his future martial arts career.

"Hmph! The road to cultivating martial arts is to sail against the current, and it is extremely difficult, and the many crises in it do not need to be said by this seat, and this seat cannot guarantee that you will have the day of obtaining the Great Dao in the future, but you are the only one who has entered this place in ten thousand years, if you are let go, this seat may really be trapped in this ghost place for another ten thousand years!"

"I ......"

"No need to say it again! This seat has made up its mind, if you refuse now, this seat will kill you immediately, if you agree, this seat will not only not kill you, but also give you some benefits, so that your future road of martial arts cultivation will be smoother!"

Zhang Yang wanted to argue about something, but was interrupted by Long Qingyun. Long Qingyun was half threatening and half tempting, and decided to let Zhang Yang take on the heavy task of rescuing him.

Zhang Yang stretched his face, not to mention how ugly his expression was, he thought that he would be lucky when he came back from a circle before the ghost gate, but he didn't expect to end up with such an errand.

How powerful should a martial cultivator who can seal a dragon clan powerhouse like Long Qingyun be, I'm afraid that the four major sects on the continent today combined will not be his opponent alone. If you want to save Long Qingyun, you want to go against such a strong man, but if you don't agree to Long Qingyun, you will die now.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Yang finally remembered the days when he was a chef in the kitchen of the Sword Pavilion, eating and drinking with Jiang Wen's little fat man every day, without worries, and without worrying about life at every turn. It's like now, becoming an ant in the eyes of the strong, life and death are up to heaven.

Zhang Yang sighed, he simply didn't want anything else, and he would save his life first.

"Since the seniors believe that the juniors will have the power to rescue the seniors in the future, you might as well say what you want......! Just do it!"

"Haha......" The old dragon laughed wildly, and the sound wave shook the earth, "Boy, you don't have to cry like a dead mother, you have to know how many people in the martial arts world can have the same atmosphere as you to meet this seat!"

"Hmph! I'd rather not have such luck!" Zhang Yang scolded in his heart, but he never dared to say this sentence.

"Boy, look at this seat!" Long Qingyun suddenly shouted at Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang subconsciously looked at the old dragon.

"Whew!"

A golden rainbow quickly shot towards Zhang Yang's eyebrows, Zhang Yang had no power to react at all, the golden rainbow had already drilled into Zhang Yang's brain and turned into a golden point of light, standing side by side with the cyan point of light left in Zhang Yang's mind by the old man.

"What is this?" Zhang Yang's heart trembled, and he no longer ignored the identity of the old dragon supreme, and roared wildly on his back.

"Hey, little guy, the temper is not small, of course what you give is a good thing, this is the natal essence blood of this seat, it is ten million times better than the natal dragon yuan you devoured!"

"Natal Essence Blood?" Zhang Yang looked at the old dragon suspiciously, he didn't think that this old dragon had such a good heart, and after saving his life with the natal dragon yuan, he would give himself such a precious thing.

"Hey, hey, little guy, the natal essence blood of this seat carries the supreme dragon qi of this seat, and it is stored in your body for a long time, which can help you improve your physique, strengthen and strengthen your soul and spiritual power. Boy, it won't be long before you will have a body as strong as a spirit beast, which can hardly shake other people's magical powers. ”

"Spirit beast physique?" Zhang Yang looked at his hands, and a strange thought suddenly popped up in his mind, "These hands of mine won't turn into dragon claws one day!"

"In addition, this drop of natal essence blood contains a trace of the divine thought of the seat, and when you encounter a business crisis, you can protect the lord by yourself, but you have to remember that there are only three chances, if the three opportunities are used up, if you encounter a great danger related to life and death, this seat is also powerless. Long Qingyun seemed to be very satisfied with his hand, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Divine thoughts!" Zhang Yang suddenly sneered, "I'm afraid that the seniors' intentions are not all for the juniors, this trace of the seniors' divine thoughts also has the role of surveillance, if one day the juniors are lucky enough to succeed, but they don't fulfill their promises to come to rescue the seniors, I'm afraid this drop of essence blood is not the meaning of protection......"

"Haha...... What a smart boy......" Long Qingyun laughed wildly, and then looked cold, "Yes, if there is really the day you said in your mouth, then this drop of essence blood is your amulet!"