"Fu Jun, this is the Dragon Son of the East China Sea sent by Bai Zhenjun, I hope you can help treat his injuries."

A god dressed as a scribe stepped on a cloud under his feet, and flew into the sky above the Yellow Spring Sea.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a small cyan dragon more than ten zhang long was suspended in the void.

But the little dragon had a shocking wound on his body that almost cut his body in half.

Not far from him was a huge giant with a wriggling body of flesh and blood. There are countless holes around it, but it has formed a yamen, and countless gods and spirits haunt it, and the scene looks quite terrifying.

The flesh giant slowly raised his head, and there seemed to be two stars shining with amazing energy in his eyes, and they had a powerful attraction to the surrounding void.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the true dragon of the lineage, but I didn't expect the ancestor dragon king to have heirs left."

"Yes, if this dragon dies, there will be no inheritance." The god nodded.

The dragon clan of the four seas is the lineage inheritance, when the dragon king is in power, all the sons under his knees are the lineage, and they all have the opportunity to become the next generation of dragon kings.

However, when the next generation of dragon kings succeeds to the throne, many of his brothers will be reduced to side branches.

Just like this generation of dragon kings, he is the younger brother of the previous generation of dragon kings, even if he inherits the throne, it can only be a side branch.

"So, let me save people, is that what you Mingling King means?"

The huge flesh giant raised his head, the young dragon was seriously injured, and if he wanted to save it, he had to reverse the reincarnation and find the other party's yin soul from the six realms.

He is in charge of reincarnation, but now he is asked to violate the rules of reincarnation, which will naturally not be so easy.

"Yes, the True Dragon Lineage involves the return of the Ancestral Dragon. Even if it's just a very small legend, we can't ignore it. Otherwise, it will be even more difficult for us to resist another chaotic catastrophe. ”

The flesh giant was silent, just staring silently ahead.

"Yes, I have to save this little dragon for the sake of chaos." The flesh giant muttered, a word that was very far away for him.

Isn't the root cause of the way he looks now because of the catastrophe of chaos?

"In this way, it will be annoying to the king." The deity saluted respectfully.

The god quickly left the Yellow Spring Sea, and the flesh giant looked at the little dragon with deep eyes.

Whether it is immortal path cultivation or Shinto cultivation, on the way forward, there will always be endless calamities, even at their level.

Just like the predecessor of the Netherworld, the Taishi God, he suffered from flesh and blood riots.

And for this world, the greatest calamity is nothing more than the calamity of chaos.

With a gesture of his hand, the Netherworld King summoned the young dragon to his side, his palm holding the young dragon's body.

In the last chaotic tribulation, its momentum was the most violent, and even if the three official emperors jointly attacked, they could only barely maintain a balance with the chaotic forces.

At the last moment, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas joined forces and recalled the Ancestral Dragon from the depths of the world.

In this way, the balance was completely upset, and the power of chaos was suppressed.

The Netherworld's thoughts flickered, his star-like eyes turned, and then a thread of flesh and blood was like a dense needle and thread, shuttling back and forth over the huge gap of the young dragon.

In the blink of an eye, the wound was stitched up.

However, the most serious part of this young dragon is not his body, but the lack of his soul and the contamination of his blood.

Although the lack of soul is tricky, he is in charge of reincarnation after all, and there is still a way to solve it. But the contamination of this bloodline......

The reason why the true dragon of the four seas cares so much about the distinction between the descendants and the descendants is said to be because of the relevant inheritance of the ancestral dragon in the lineage.

In the last chaotic tribulation, it was because of the power of the ancestral dragon summoned from time and space by the four seas.

Regarding the memories of that era, the Netherworld Mansion felt a little blurry. If this is spread, I am afraid that many people will not dare to believe it, but when they reach this realm, they should have been unswerving long ago, how can they forget the memories of the past.

But the Netherworld Mansion King really felt as if there was a force that was consuming his memories little by little, until he completely forgot the last chaotic catastrophe.

His impression of that time was only a few moments that he could barely remember.

"I remember...... A dragon's claw tore through the heavens, causing those chaotic beings to die in an instant, this is ...... The ancestral dragon appeared. ”

Netherworld's gaze flickered slightly, as if he had returned to the time before the endless years.

……

"Wow ha, I'm finally coming out!"

Qiu Ping's other claw was also stuffed into the shrinking void rift, and his body violently exerted force, and the power of his whole body exploded, tearing the rift several times more.

But compared to his massive head, the crack was still a little small.

"Don't let him come out, quickly close the void!"

Above the four seas, there are dense flesh and blood lives that seem to have been skinned, occupying the sky, the earth, and the sea, and the number is more than trillions.

They are connected together, and they are almost obscured.

After seeing that two dragon claws had already stretched out from the crack, countless flesh and blood lives poured up like a flood, and even different life forms were connected together, forming even greater and terrifying lifeforms.

Regardless of life and death, with chaos and violence in their eyes, they went forward and followed in the direction of the dragon's claws.

"Ding, ding, ding."

Each of them held blood-red blades in their hands, but the texture was like flesh and blood, and at first glance, it looked like some organ in the flesh and blood life.

These flesh-and-blood beings swung their blades and slashed wildly at the dragon's claws, making a crisp sound like rain hitting bricks.

However, their strength was a little too weak compared to this true dragon, but even a single piece of the true dragon's scale armor had not been broken.

Even, when this true dragon flipped its claws, a large number of flesh and blood lives were annihilated by the terrifying power.

"Four Seas Dragon Clan, follow me to kill the chaotic life together to help the ancestral dragon!"

Above the East China Sea, a middle-aged man with two horns on his forehead and a majestic face flickered, and in an instant turned into a giant dragon, and with a long groan, a powerful sound wave spread around, shaking a large number of flesh and blood lives into mud.

However, even if these flesh and blood lives turn into mud, they still have a strong vitality, still wriggling, and even after a short time, they merge again and turn into a new flesh and blood life.

"Roar."

The true dragon opened its mouth and spat out, and the scorching dragon flame spread in all directions, igniting a large amount of flesh and blood life in front of it, and then it burst into flames.

The true dragons behind him also turned into their original forms, either roaring, or fighting hand-to-hand, or spitting with dragon flames.

It's just that their numbers are pitifully small compared to these flesh and blood lifeforms, and even if they use all their strength, they are insignificant to these flood lifeforms.

"There is no need to fight with these flesh and blood lives, everyone just needs to defeat these flesh and blood lives and make time for the ancestral dragon to descend."

The true dragon led by him let out a long groan and said to all the true dragons.

Hearing his voice, everyone stopped fighting with these flesh and blood lives, but just thought of using various methods to temporarily lose their combat effectiveness.

"Something, how does it feel slimy outside, it can't be someone spitting."

Because Qiu Ping couldn't see the scene in the outside world, he only felt that his paws were sticky and seemed to be a little itchy.

He was afraid that someone would take advantage of his insight, spitting on his hands, such a bad thing, the last time he saw a certain monkey peeing on a fat man's hands.

Qiu Ping had to keep using his strength on the palm of his hand to avoid anything disgusting from falling into his hand.

However, the little loach couldn't feel where the mana he had cultivated at the moment, what he had in his body now was a very mysterious and elusive power.

He didn't even know what this power was.

What he didn't know was that within the scope of his palm, any flesh and blood life close to him would become dry and cracked in an instant, as if it had gone through thousands of years, and the last trace of life force in his life had been consumed.

One by one, these dry lifeforms fell from mid-air, and when the sea breeze blew, they turned into powder and flew into the sky, and finally disappeared again.

"Only the power of the ancestral dragon can completely make these monsters disappear."

The True Dragon, who was the leader, looked at the flesh and blood beings who were constantly approaching the ancestral dragon, but were killed by illusory forces one after another, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

These flesh and blood beings are extremely active, and it is very difficult to kill them completely.

Taking an ordinary immortal-level true dragon as an example, their dragon flame could only completely kill a flesh life by spitting out a quarter of an hour.

This kind of efficiency is too low, even if all the real dragons attack together, they can't kill many such monsters.

The leader of the true dragon looked at the sky, and in just a moment, a large number of flesh and blood lives had gathered together, turning into a giant with six arms, each arm was full of muscles, and its fingers were like sharp daggers.

The giant walked up to the ancestral dragon's claws in a few steps, and the six arms on its body reached forward together, grabbing the dragon's claws.

"Boom"

As soon as its palm touched the dragon's claws, an invisible force flowed, and powder continued to drip down each palm, and the flesh giant's face also showed a hideous color.

Flesh from the rest of its body poured into his palm, filling in the gaps in his hands.

……

"The arrival of the ancestral dragon did not go so smoothly, and those monsters did not allow him to break through the limitations of time and space and come to this world. A large amount of flesh and blood life combined into a giant, a very terrifying giant...... to stop the arrival of the ancestral dragon. ”

The memories in the mind of the Netherworld King on the Sea of Yellow Springs flowed slowly, and although he couldn't remember many things, he still remembered this scene.

At least, it hasn't been forgotten yet.

"At that time, I should have just ascended to the supreme god position, titled Taishi, leading Fengchan Mountain and the gods in the world, and being the right-hand man of the [Diguan Emperor]."

"I remember, that day I rushed to the East China Sea to help the ancestral dragon descend ......"

The Netherworld Mansion King raised his head, and his eyes like orange-red suns reflected the appearance of a middle-aged man with a handsome face but dressed in a black coat.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man in a big coat hung in the void, looking at the tall flesh giant in front of him, and gently stretched out a finger forward.

In the next moment, a gray-black power condensed at his fingertips, turning into a ball of light the size of a human head.

Then the ball of light exploded, turning into a slender ray of light, instantly piercing the flesh giant's body.

The moment it pierced through the giant's body, the slender rays of light suddenly erupted in all directions along a line.

Then, like a hot knife cutting through wax oil, he easily divided the flesh giant into dozens of parts, and the fragments wriggled and wanted to gather little by little.

The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, it was too difficult to kill these giants, and he didn't have much hope in the first place.

He only hoped for some time now to delay and help the ancestral dragon come sooner.

"Those monsters...... It's so hard to kill, I haven't gotten it at that time...... What? What haven't I gotten yet? ”

"Because I didn't get the mouth, I did little damage to them."

"What the hell am I not getting? How I can't remember! ”

The Netherworld Mansion Monarch on the Yellow Spring Sea, a trace of strong doubt suddenly flowed in his eyes, there should be a Creation Immortal Weapon in his life, otherwise he would not be able to sit firmly in the position of the First God for so many years.

But on the contrary, the Netherworld Mansion Monarch can't remember, what is his Creation Immortal Weapon? Why don't I have any relevant memories now?

The Netherworld Mansion King didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that if he thought about it again, all the memories of this period would be completely forgotten.

"So...... What exactly am I missing? ”

……

"Sting."

The middle-aged man in a big coat looked up at the huge gap in the void and the ancestral dragon that poked its claws out of it. The ancestral dragon's claws were surrounded by terrifying and strange power, grabbing wildly in the void.

A large amount of flesh and blood life withered in an instant, turning into dust.

"This kind of ...... Is it the power that the ancestral dragon controls? It's terrifying destructive power, and while it's not as pure as my way of destruction, it seems to be more effective against these flesh monsters. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the two dragon claws in front of him that were like pillars of heaven, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

He was based on destruction, and if he could comprehend a trace of breakthrough from the ancestral dragon, it would be of great benefit to his future cultivation.

"Hahaha, I'm finally coming out."

Because of the intervention of the four seas true dragon and the middle-aged man, Qiu Ping was finally given a chance to get out.

His big head poked out half of the crack, because when he was making loaches before, there were no horns on his head, and he could drill them out with a single drill.

But the real dragon he was possessing now not only had horns on its head, but was even very large, like a continuous tree branch.

Therefore, Qiu Ping is facing a very embarrassing situation at the moment.

His head...... Got stuck!

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