After flying in the clouds for a long time, Liu Xiaoyi felt that the true qi of the body protection body was frozen and cracked, and there were strips of frost hanging on his eyebrows.

Di Ran chattered endlessly about his grand ambitions, not noticing that the only audience around him was already a little stiff.

There are many islands in the Eight Immortals Sea that are not marked on the map, and many hidden places are either covered by formations or hidden by terrain, and are not known to outsiders.

The location of Dragon Island is extremely remote, after Liu Xiaoyi was taken to the clouds, he couldn't tell the east and west, north and south, and the cold wind swished by, holding his breath tightly and following Di Ran.

After the great war to wipe out the dragon clan in ancient times, there was no trace of the dragon clan on Dragon Island, and in the first ten years, there would be several disciples of the major sects stationed here, in order to prevent the resurgence of the remnants of the dragon clan, over time, these disciples gradually withdrew.

Today, Dragon Island has been rejuvenated after being reclaimed by multiple races, and when Di Ran saw his long-lost hometown, two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Hometown, homeland! I Di Ran is back! Clansmen, the dragon clan will recover again, and the dragon chant will resound throughout the entire Eight Immortal Sea!"

Di Ran shook his body, manifested the Zilin deity, and a purple light rushed down from the clouds, submerged into the dense clouds that enveloped Dragon Island, and disappeared.

"Di Ran, hey, where will I look for you when I come in?" Liu Xiaoyi was stunned, and after slowly falling, he gently grabbed the white cloud in front of him with his hand, and it felt like a cotton candy, and neither true qi nor mana could penetrate it.

Of course, this sentence didn't get in, the huge Dragon Island looked like a round baked cake from above, covered with some fillings, Liu Xiaoyi was outside the white clouds, pacing back and forth thinking about how to get in.

Suddenly, the two sides of the clouds separated, revealing the scenery inside, how could Liu Xiaoyi not seize the opportunity in front of him, and rushed into the Dragon Island with a dodge, and the clouds healed again, as if nothing had happened.

The atmosphere in the Dragon Island was solemn, and from time to time there was a desolate whistling sound in his ears, and Xiao Jin, who had not moved all the way, poked out his furry little head at this time, and looked around with more interest.

What catches your eye is a desolate plain overgrown with weeds, and a giant skeleton that stands out from near and far, and judging from the shape, it should be left behind by the dragons.

Liu Xiaoyi cautiously walked into the nearest keel, and heard the unwilling thoughts along the bones, and a little sad emotion appeared in his heart.

Xiao Jin is a golden-eyed tiger with hanging pupils, and the call to the keel is particularly strong, without waiting for Liu Xiaoyi to react, he saw Xiao Jin Zi slip out of his arms, jump and move to the top of the keel, and run towards the distance.

"Xiao Jin, where are you going! It's not safe nearby!" Liu Xiaoyi's shouting was to no avail, Xiao Jin, who has always been very obedient, showed such an abnormal behavior for the first time, Dragon Island was mysterious, Liu Xiaoyi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly chased after him, for fear that something would happen to Xiao Jin.

A man and a beast moved quickly towards the depths of the Dragon Island, not noticing that there were many pairs of vigilant eyes staring at them nearby, and secretly muttering something to each other.

After years of desolation, Dragon Island is no longer the world of the Dragon Clan, and the aura of heaven and earth provided by their corpses and bones makes Dragon Island comparable to a cave blessed land, with many sane spirits of various colors, and more than ten different races have been born in Dragon Island.

In the huge island, these races are constantly fighting for territory and living resources, resulting in Dragon Island being barren again, and the place where Liu Xiaoyi rushed is the territory of a plant race.

When Xiaojin stopped panting, Liu Xiaoyi also happened to arrive, there was a temple in front of him that had collapsed more than half, and Di Ran was also standing on the steps of the temple, his face was a little ugly.

Di Ran heard movement behind him, only then did he turn around and see that it was Liu Xiaoyi, and he was surprised to see Xiao Jin, so he asked: "Little brother, where did this little tiger come from? There should be no tiger clan on Dragon Island." ”

"This is a spirit beast I bought outside a few years ago, named Xiao Jin," Liu Xiaoyi hurriedly hugged Xiao Jin in his arms, after all, the other party is a dragon clan, and they are both high-level spirit beasts, who knows if there is a grudge between each other, "Just eat more dry food, and I don't have any ability." ”

Di Ran didn't think much about it, he put all his thoughts on the once glorious temple in front of him, this hall was the place where the dragon clan condensed their faith, and juniors like him in the past were not qualified to stand on the steps of the temple at all.

And now it is dilapidated, the cold wind blows and makes people sigh, time flies like a white horse, things are wrong in a hurry, and the dragon clan is only left with him and the little brother he just met, just two people.

How to restore the vitality of the dragon clan, all the hopes and secrets are pinned on the temple, Di Ran thought in his heart that if the ancestor has the spirit of heaven to bless him, then if he walks in, he will naturally be able to get all the savings of the dragon clan for thousands of years.

The last place where the three dragon ancestors and the dragon slayer fought was in the temple, when the gate of the temple was closed and opened again, only the hideous dragon slayer stepped out, which blocked the dragon island and wiped out the dragon clan.

Di Ran clearly remembered the sound and smile of the Dragon Ancestors at that time, and their expectations for themselves, Zilin took a step forward, and it was the golden scales.

The five-clawed golden dragon bloodline is self-evident in its importance to the dragon clan, Di Ran has this faint bloodline in his body, and the three dragon ancestors tried their best, so they used the secret technique and sent him away, who was not lightly injured.

"In the temple in front of you, there is a secret that our clan has guarded for thousands of years, so let's go in after saluting with me. ”

After Di Ran turned into a dragon, there was a strange dragon roar in his throat and eyes, and Liu Xiaoyi had no choice but to sing the ancient ballad with him, and after a long time, Di Ran straightened his waist, tidied up his clothes, and walked inside with a solemn face.

As soon as he walked into the temple with his foot raised, and when his other foot was still outside, he heard a hoarse voice shouting inside: "The temple is forbidden land, outsiders are not allowed to enter, leave quickly!"

Immediately afterwards, an old man in a silver robe, armed with a bright silver spear, crossed the middle, blocking the way of the two.

Di Ran saw that it didn't matter, two tears slid down his cheeks, and he fell to his knees with a thud: "Uncle! Di Ran was a step too late, he couldn't save his uncle's life, and he asked his uncle to punish him!"

In each generation of dragons, there will be a guardian who will voluntarily bring his soul to the temple, and he will never be allowed to take a single step out of the temple, in exchange for the power to protect the temple.

Di Ran's uncle, the last guardian, the silver-robed old man standing in front of him, his eyes were empty, he had been dead for a long time, but his body was full of flesh and skin, his will was not stiff, and he still guarded the collapsed temple.

Seeing that the silver-robed battle armor was uneven and worn, and the bright silver spear in his hand had been broken into two, it could be seen that the last battle was so tragic that even the body of this dragon clan could not bear it.

"Uncle! I'm Di Ran, please take a look at me! Di Ran is back!" Di Ran bowed his head, crying bitterly and tears, and Liu Xiaoyi was also a little overwhelmed and a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The silver-robed old man stared at Di Ran silently, his soul had been dead for a long time, and now he only had a shell, where did he still recognize Di Ran, and he smashed Di Ran with both arms and the broken spear.

The silver spear that was broken into two pieces could not perform any marksmanship, and could only be smashed by brute force, Di Ran did not dodge, and used his body to take two tricks, and he vomited blood and flew out a few feet away.

Seeing this, Liu Xiaoyi drew his sword and was about to fight back, but was stopped by Di Ran: "Little brother, don't do it! Let me send my uncle on the last ride!"

He could clearly feel that the aura of the silver-robed old man was rapidly dissipating, and even if the two of them didn't do anything, he couldn't hold on to a stick of incense.

Di Ran was knocked down again and again, stood up again, shook his whole body and stood in front of his uncle, the guardian exhausted all his strength, smashed the bright silver spear, and then drove Di Ran away with his bare hands, and finally his body shattered and turned into dust and fell in front of the temple.

"Uncle, go all the way, the luck of the dragon clan will be handed over to me to guard, rest in peace. Di Ran picked up a handful of silver powder, put it in the Qiankun bag around his waist, gradually recovered from the injuries on his body, took out a long whip, and hit the ground thirteen times in a row, and the temple collapsed in a few more places.

Originally, there were many forbidden temple gates, but the two of them easily broke in, and strode to the iron platform lined up with the ancestral tablets, and the crooked tablets on it were engraved with the patriarchs of the past dynasties in dragon characters.

On the last floor, the tablets of the three dragon ancestors cracked, and Di Ran moved his true qi to blow away the dust that fell on the iron frame.

"Today, Di Ran of the Dragon Clan's Zilin Clan, and Liu Xiaoyi of the Jade Scale Clan, ask your ancestors to send down Ganlin, and when the Dragon Clan rises and falls, they will do their best to help the two of us and reproduce the glory of the Dragon Clan!"

As soon as the words fell, all the tablets on the iron platform shattered, turning into wisps of different air currents, haunting the entire temple.

Liu Xiaoyi felt that his breath had a fresh and sweet taste, and the dantian involuntarily began to become full, and soon a new sprout grew on the edge of the two spiritual roots, although it looked very immature, but it was strong and strong, welcoming the baptism of wind and rain.

The third spiritual root had just stretched its body, and then the fourth plant was also eager to try, and quickly poked its head out.

The meridians were a little painful when they were hit by the full mana, and Liu Xiaoyi had an idea, mobilized the three mantra characters of Zhihai, and wrapped them with mana.

There are a lot of rare treasures in his arms, and after he has been so roughly refined, he doesn't care about them anymore, and he is a little bit of a tyrannical thing, so he takes this opportunity to take them out again and condense them well.

Di Ran also closed his eyes tightly, sitting motionless on the bluestone ground with his heart turned to the sky, the two of them had their own opportunities and did not disturb each other.

This frightened a few green-headed weirdos outside the door, pacing back and forth trying to rush into the temple, but they didn't dare to break in for fear of touching the mechanism inside.