The history of this family dates back thousands of years, and they once ruled a vast empire with supreme power and glory. However, over time, the family gradually declined, and today only a few dilapidated palaces and historical memories remain.

The surname of this imperial family is 夭. Their family history is full of legends, from humble clans to powerful dynasties, and then to decay.

During the heyday of the family, they built many magnificent palaces and temples, which were unique in their architectural style and were hailed as treasures of ancient architectural art. The most famous of these buildings is the 'Nine Dragons Palace', a unique palace with nine dragons as a symbol of the supremacy of imperial power and family inheritance.

Under the rule of the family, their empire was once prosperous, reaching its peak economically, culturally, and militarily. However, over time, the family's rule gradually became problematic. In some key decisions, the emperors of the family often made mistakes, which led to the gradual decline of the country.

In the later years of the family, they began to value luxury and power struggles, and gradually neglected the governance of the country and the suffering of the people. Some emperors even went so far as to be lascivious and brutally killed, greatly reducing the prestige and authority of the family. In this situation, the people began to revolt, which eventually led to the downfall of the family.

Today, the imperial house is a part of history, and most of their palaces and temples are dilapidated, and some have even been submerged in the dust of time. However, their history and stories are still praised by people and have become part of the Chinese nation.

And their gatekeeping skills are called Dragon Qi Jue.

And the night when the ancestor of the old family obtained the dragon qi recipe was also quite magical.

In the deep night, the stars twinkle and the moon shines like water, sprinkled on a huge ancient stone tablet. It is a mysterious relic left behind in the dust of time, full of unknown majesty and strangeness.

A mysterious figure in a black robe, with his head bowed, was standing in front of a stone tablet. He held an ancient sigil in his hand, glowing with a faint golden light. In his other hand, he respectfully held a radiant jade box, and the mysterious power that came out of it made the wind around him stagnate.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and the huge stone door under the stele suddenly opened, and an ancient, solemn and vibrant aura poured out of the door. In the depths of the shimmering light, a huge dragon shadow began to appear, its figure like a floating cloud, uncertain, but full of real texture.

The mysterious figure held the jade box high above the top, and although his voice was low, it was full of determination and sincerity.

"Great True Dragon, I hereby extend a sincere invitation to you, and I hope that you will sign a pact with me and share your power. I am your friend, your companion, your servant. I salute you, and may our power work together to create endless legends. ”

Then, he closes his eyes and concentrates. His body began to emit a strange light, echoing with the mysterious power in the jade box.

The huge dragon shadow began to approach, and the dragon's eyes shone with wisdom and majesty. It seems to scrutinize the mysterious figure, confirming his sincerity and strength.

Time seemed to stand still, and then, the dragon shadow nodded slowly. In that moment, all the sounds disappeared, and only the silence and solemnity that permeated the air remained.

The moment the dragon shadow nodded, the light in the jade box instantly exploded, intertwining with the dragon's image. It was an ancient and powerful contract, a soul connection, a friendship that transcended life and death.

The man in black trembled, apparently caused by the transmission of power. He closed his eyes tightly and silently withstood the powerful impact.

Suddenly, the rock shook slightly, and a powerful force rushed towards him. Gripping his dagger tightly, Alexander leaped back alertly, his eyes fixed on the front.

A huge figure flew out of the cave, it was a real dragon. Its scales were as hard as armor, and its eyes were like two bright stars.

The stars of the Milky Way shone as if for a fierce battle, and on a huge ancient stone wall, the man stood like a sculpture, his whole body surrounded by mysterious power. It was the power of the dragon, majestic and mighty, erupting from his limbs, making his figure look like a sacred sculpture in the night.

His eyes were like two cold moons, cold and bright, revealing perseverance and determination. His face was resolute, like a knife, it was the tenacity that had gone through countless storms but still stood tall. A black hair dances in the wind, that is his soul dancing, a portrayal of fearlessness and unrestrainedness. His body was wrapped in the power of the divine dragon, as if he was wearing a battle armor flowing with golden lightning, which was his faith, his persistence, and his firmness.

In front of him, demons twisted and writhed in the darkness, like the embodiment of darkness, violent and vicious. They appear in a variety of horrific forms, some like giant boneless serpents, winding across the ground; Some are like bats hanging upside down on the rock wall, screaming piercingly. Each demon exudes a strong malice, like a dark abyss, trying to devour everything.

However, in the face of the evil spirit's malice and intimidation, the man was indifferent. His eyes are only firm and determined, and his soul is only the blood of battle. He slowly raised his right hand, palm up, as if borrowing strength from the sky. The majestic power of the divine dragon poured out again, concentrating on his palm, turning into a brilliant golden light. Then, with a sudden wave of his arm, the golden light shot like lightning towards the demon group.

The golden light came into contact with the demon, causing a violent explosion. Dark smoke instantly filled the air, drowning the world around them. When the smoke gradually cleared, the man still stood in place, his figure looking taller and more resolute in the night. And those demons have turned into smoke and dust and dissipated into the air.

It was a silent battle, no rhetoric, no shouting. Only majestic strength and firm determination intertwine and collide in the night, like the climax of a symphony, making the world tremble.

The man lowered his hand slightly, turned to look into the depths of the stone wall, where more demons were about to move. He did not have the slightest fear, on the contrary, there was a determined glint in his eyes. He knows that this is his mission, his responsibility, and his honor. He is willing to face all evil and use his strength and faith to protect the world.

This is the dragon qi formula.