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The blood-colored coffin was silent and dark, and this darkness that swallowed everything, but this blood-colored coffin, revealing a momentum of retreating from the source of darkness, Qin Hao's body, in front of this blood-colored coffin, all seemed so weak, like ants, what was the strength? Qin Hao felt it at this time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He walked slowly, put away all the momentum on his body, his face was slightly respectful, this is the respect of his heart and faith, the respect for the dragon, although he is blooming at this moment, but his body is full of blood, once he was proud of himself as a Chinese clan, and now he is enthusiastic about being the descendant of the dragon, this is how long has not felt so familiar and cordial.

"Senior!" Qin Hao whispered to the blood-colored coffin, the entire dragon cemetery was destroyed, and countless dragon corpses had destroyed the devastating attack, which was tantamount to the attack of the two quasi-emperors, and even said that it was strong, and the destruction of the ten directions was the supreme magic weapon of the primeval world, and its power was no less than that of any heavenly dao artifact.

Just think about Qin Hao's small piece of iron, and the split heart is the body of this supreme magic weapon, but it has not yet condensed its real body, it has only collected some fragments, but this power is also terrifying, if it is not for the repeated breakthroughs, coupled with the power infusion of the blood-colored coffin, I am afraid that Qin Hao will also die now.

However, although the dragon cemetery has been destroyed, the luck of the true dragon clan has been cut off, but blessed Qin Hao's body, this is not a benefit, but a responsibility, as the responsibility of the dragon's descendants, just like the Huaxia people, under the protection of the dragon, they were able to live, but Qin Hao needs to protect the true dragon clan at this time.

He knew very well that this must have a great relationship, this world and the world he was born in, there are countless connections, but he can't find it now, especially when he heard the descendant of the dragon, Qin Hao was almost dying, blooming with vitality, because only the people of his hometown can know this word, because this word will always belong to only one ethnic group, the Huaxia clan.

That race that once bloomed with immortal brilliance, and now in this world, it has reappeared, Qin Hao's face is excited, even if he has the cultivation of the Dharma Body and has reached the weight of a saint, and his combat power is comparable to the peak of the Thunder Tribulation, he still can't suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Please seniors to solve my doubts?" At this time, he wanted to understand why the true dragon king would know the word "descendant of the dragon", he wanted to know, how to return to that world, the former residence of the ancestors, the place of the roots, the Chinese people have always paid attention to the saying that the fallen leaves return to the roots, no matter where they are, life is the hometown people, and death is also the soul of the hometown.

If you don't return to your homeland, you won't be blind when you die, and Qin Hao also has such roots in his heart, has such an ancestor, and also has special feelings and beliefs for dragons.

The blood-colored coffin was silent for a long time, as the coffin represented, it was death, it was death, there would be no life, there would be no sound, if there was any sound, if there was any life, then other people's eyes would be scared to death, it would be a strange thing, especially this huge dragon-shaped coffin, which made people feel intimidating.

Qin Hao waited for the answer, without the slightest urgency, because he knew that the power of the coffin just now was very expensive, and the battle that supported him and the Split Heart was to transfer the luck of the entire True Dragon Clan.

"Why do you still want to ask me? Doesn't your heart already have an answer?" Suddenly, a voice came from the ancient coffin, but it did not have that eerie and terrifying feeling, but with a kind of vicissitudes and dots of the elder, Qin Hao recalled, with a slight look of doubt on his face, feeling that everything was a dream.

"Does my heart have an answer?" Qin Hao asked himself, his face changed a few times, as if a dark cloud and mist were born, and finally he was suddenly shocked, and said, "The answer to my heart, where does it come from, where I am looking for, I am obsessed, but I mess with my heart." ”

Qin Haowei Buddha understood something, bowed to the coffin, and said: "Thank you seniors, I already understand, just like that sentence, Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, if people are self-improving, they will definitely be able to win over heaven and earth." ”

"It seems that he didn't choose the wrong person, go, follow his heart, walk out of his own way, everything you have, everything you want to know, all in front of your eyes, I can help you, only these, this thing is destined for you, scoop it away. "The sound of ancient vicissitudes came from the ancient coffin.

"Squeak"

The whole blood-colored coffin suddenly opened and closed, and a dazzling light bloomed out of the coffin, like the great sun in the sky, experiencing vicissitudes of life, but still immortal, that power was incomparably thick, the Buddha was from chaos, endlessly, giving Qin Hao a familiar taste.

"Ancestral Dragon Ball!" Qin Hao's face was slightly excited, the power of this bead gave him a sense of infinity, as if it contained a heaven and earth, it could be borrowed, this kind of endless flow, but a little surprised that this bead was just like the dragon ball of their world, it was so familiar.

There have been countless such legends in Huaxia, for example, the common one is the two dragons playing with the pearl, and that bead is the key, and this ancestral dragon ball is so similar to the dragon ball that is painted and colored in the Chinese folk, but his surprise did not last long, because he already understood something.

"The Ancestral Dragon Ball, born from chaos, uphold the origin of chaos, also known as the Chaos Pearl, is obtained when the ancestral dragon chaos first opened, the magic is endless, with it you can have infinite combat power, never exhausted, for your future avenue, add brilliance, when you really refine it, you will understand its true use, now I will suppress it in your body, although it can not help you preach, but you don't have to worry about the exhaustion of vitality because of the battle in the future. The voice came from the coffin again, and the Buddha understood the characteristics of Hongmeng's body.

And this bead appeared dark, illuminating all the darkness around it, Qin Hao had never seen such a scene, under the Ancestral Dragon Ball, the dark void was actually bright, you must know that it was to shatter the void, this dark void, the light of the great sun would also be swallowed, and the ancestral dragon ball actually illuminated the entire dark void, just like this dark day.

A powerful force, coming out of the blood-colored coffin, urged the Ancestral Dragon Ball, and fell on top of Qin Hao's head, Qin Hao only felt an incomparable force, wanting to enter his body, this power made him excited and familiar, and it was also the big purpose of his trip, and now he was about to get it.

"Hisss Hiss"

But at this moment, in the infinite darkness, there was a sudden scream that made people tremble and disgusted to the extreme, this scream was full of incomparable resentment, this resentment penetrated people's hearts, and made people feel cold, even Qin Haoxian's combat power was still trembling by this scream.

"Hate the Monarch God Coffin !!" This scream made Qin Hao so familiar, this was the coffin of the Hate Monarch God from the Bridge of Eternity, suppressed, the voice of the murderous thing that I don't know what it was, it was poignant at first, but now it is incomparably hateful, and this hatred is aimed at Qin Hao all the time.

"Eight-character dragon worm!" Qin Hao condensed the phantom of the Qiankun diagram, and the golden light reflected Qin Hao's body, and suddenly that hatred disappeared completely, and he stared coldly at everything that was thousands of miles away, waiting for something.

"I was not born when you were born, I was old when you were born, you hate me for being late, I hate you for being early, you are not born when you are born, I am old when you are born, you are old when you are born, you are good every day when you are not born。。。。。。。。。。 The poignant voice resounded through the dark void, making people feel hairy, but also sympathetic. However, this sympathy disappeared immediately in the next moment, just because the terrible roar came again: "I have waited for you for ten lifetimes, and I have been refined into demons, and now you and I are the same, but things are wrong, I hate, I hate heaven and earth ruthlessly, I hate, I hate heaven and earth with affection, I hate, three lives and three lives。。。。。。。。。 ”

The boundless hatred flowed in the void, sometimes surging like a flood, sometimes like a trickle, but that power was incomparably majestic, and even made Qin Hao think of the murderous thing that hated the coffin of the monarch, whether it had come out, especially his words, what did the Buddha have to do with Qin Hao, which made Qin Hao think about his three lives and three lives, and he didn't have any clue.

At least for now, he knew very well that he was not the reincarnation of some great man, because he had his own firm path, which belonged to no one.

"Hate the coffin of the monarch and god, suppress the three eras, and it is also the time to be born, but 。。。。。。。。 A voice came from the blood-colored coffin, it was the True Dragon King, and his tone was worried, "It's just that it's not the time to be born, so let me suppress it." ”

"No" Qin Hao shouted, his body moved, wanting to stop it, he knew very well the power of hating the Divine Coffin, even the True Dragon King was not the opponent of the Divine Coffin, especially his tone was with a taste of death, Qin Hao knew what he wanted to do.

The former fierce god predecessor gave him a bloodthirsty war spear, never went to the road of demon extermination, and died for life, interrupting the Void Ancient Array, and today the coffin of the True Dragon King is already a dead corpse, and it is also just a wisp of ideological trend, to suppress this hated monarch God coffin, he knows very well what the consequences of the True Dragon King's departure are.

It was almost a great power that shocked the soul, the fierce god predecessor died, never lived, Qin Hao didn't want this to be the same, but his strength was too weak, and when the blood-colored coffin moved, his whole person was suppressed underneath, without the slightest power to resist.

"This is my fate, I didn't show up, and you don't need to do this, if you really want to repay, you will take care of the true dragon clan on my behalf, and take the majesty of the dragon with them, blooming in every corner of this heaven and earth, so that the world, everyone is like a dragon" The blood-colored coffin left, deep into the dark void, leaving an afterimage.

The confinement on Qin Hao's body disappeared, but he didn't chase after him, just because his strength was too weak, and it would be useless to chase after him, and he understood that this was the True Dragon King's own way, the way he should go, and it was also the rule of heaven and earth.

Looking at this vast darkness and the hatred that came from the dark, for some reason, Qin Hao actually showed a smile, this kind of smile was intriguing, like sending an old friend home.

"I will remember, everyone is like a dragon, like a descendant of a dragon," Qin Hao said to himself

But at this moment, a chilling power suddenly came from Qin Hao's body, followed by a voice: "I hate, three lives and three lives"