Covering the sky and blocking the sun, the mist around it is like a secret place of the dragon people. Standing at the foot of the Mountain Gate towering in front of them, the Yang Qi suddenly weakens and the Yin Qi begins to be strong. At this time, the spirit world hidden in the arms of the demons takes a deep breath of the death Yin that permeates from the tomb of the Dragon nationality, and his eyesight recovers.


    It''s no wonder that there are dead dragon skeletons buried in the tomb of the dragon clan. Those dragon skeletons have no soul. The place where the dead gather is bound to be weak in Yang and vigorous in Yin. The king of the Dragon attaches great importance to this mysterious place of the dragon clan. This is a special honor that even her master and they do not have.


    Therefore, Linggui jumped from the hellhound''s back and stood in the back of the Dragon King. He looked at the demon and lingshiyin with silence.


    "Demon, let me down. I can go by myself."


    When they arrived at the tomb of the ancestors of the dragon family and the dead Zhan long tombs of all ages, lingshiyin gently patted the demon on the shoulder and lowered his voice.


    "Don''t force it." The devil frowned coldly and hesitated.


    "Well, it''s OK. It''s OK. I''m not so weak. There''s plenty of Yin here. I''ve got strength."


    Lingshiyin said, and the hand that encircles the demon''s neck loosens and jumps down.


    During this period, lingshiyin didn''t notice, but turned his back to their Dragon King Qingcang. After hearing lingshiyin''s words, a trace of satisfaction passed through his solemn and cold face and his awe inspiring eyes.


    Hand in hand with the demon, lingshiyin was next to him, and his mood was faintly expectant.


    "Boom -"


    as the Dragon King opened the door mechanism on the side of the Mountain Gate of the Dragon nationality tomb for many years, a towering entrance was opened in the center of the mountain gate. The entrance was covered with black paint, and the air poured into it wildly. The sound was like the roar of thousands of dragons, which shocked people.


    "Follow me! It''s like a labyrinth. If you''re not careful, you''ll get lost. Don''t ask me to come to you! "


    The Dragon King looked back on his right side, glanced at the eye, and told him.


    "Good dragon king, I know the Dragon King."


    -


    it is indeed a dragon tomb built by the dragon people. It is more powerful than those ancient imperial tombs seen before.


    The tomb passage, which can accommodate 20 people at the same time, is 50 meters higher than the drop.


    It seems that it is not a tomb, but a palace, an impossible building built by the ancients.


    Linggui orders the hellhound to shrink into a normal state. He follows her obediently and follows the Dragon King Qingcang together with Tianmo and lingshiyin, and quietly steps into the broad tomb passage.


    Every time they walk out of the tomb, the "eternal light" hanging in the tomb passage will automatically light up.


    The "eternal lamp" is actually made of the blood sucking monster corpse of the Shura people.


    As he walked along, the Dragon King also introduced to Linggui: "the ever burning lamp of corpse oil made by the blood sucking monsters of the Shura nationality is better than the lamp oil refined by the mackerel people in the sea. The burning time of the oil can not exceed 5000 years, and these things have been burning intermittently for tens of thousands of years in the tomb of the dragon people."


    "Meat can be eaten, corpse oil can be used as lamps, and bones can be collected. It''s really easy for Shura people to use."


    While walking, Linggui looks up at the body of the Shura people hanging in the tomb passage.


    However, she also found that there were no fancy reliefs and no exquisite murals in the tomb. The wall of the tomb was smooth, as if it had been carefully polished, but it was empty.


    "I thought there would be fine frescoes such as reliefs recording the glorious deeds of the dragon people in this tomb, didn''t they?"


    "Well..." The Dragon King responded with a deep voice, and then said, "the clansmen don''t know this kind of craft."


    “……” That would be a pity.


    After all, the dragon people can only fight. It seems that they can''t do the delicate work. They are impatient and unnecessary.


    An hour passed


    Two hours later


    But still walking through the tomb road of the dragon people.


    In his mind, the ghost has been imagining what kind of grand occasion is in the ancient tomb where the remains of the dragon clan are buried. Is a dragon skeleton with a length of 100 meters buried in the coffin? Are the long buried dragons in this place, or are they all buried in the quiet place?


    And when the eyes suddenly become more open, the spirit of shock, can''t believe looking at everything in front of you, take a breath, suddenly feel boiling general.


    None of them!


    The stone gate of the huge dragon tomb, which was made by the black rock of the black devil mountain, was pushed open by the Dragon King.


    Ten thousand lanterns are shining like stars. The most brilliant stars in the night sky are as bright as the most shining stars in the night sky. Inside the extremely broad mountainside of the stone gate, countless black columns stand upright in the longmian hall. Every ten of them are in a row, and there are nearly a thousand at a glance.On each black column, there is a giant dragon with a length of 100 meters, which is majestic and awe inspiring.


    Those giant dragons are lifelike. They are not like the dead dragons who have passed away. They still maintain the dignity and awe of their lives.


    It''s like nearly a thousand dragons, holding their heads high and looking up at the starry sky, the dragons are roaring.


    This scene, see the spirit of strange, blood boiling, awe.


    At this time, the Dragon King Qingcang knelt down on one knee with reverence. After her death, the demon also learned from his father''s appearance and knelt down. Seeing that, lingshiyin also knelt down. This is a memorial ceremony for the dead. However, she slowly supported her waist and knelt on the ground. Even the hell dog with her back whimpered and fell on the ground obediently.


    "The ancestors who have been sleeping in the tombs of the dragon people, and the brothers and sisters who have passed away in the long years, I am sorry that I have rashly entered into our long sleep."


    The Dragon King heavily kowtowed to nearly a thousand dragon skeletons in the longmian hall, and then stood up.


    After a quiet silence, the Dragon King looked back at lingshiyin. He was concise and dignified, "go and choose!"


    Lingshiyin was a little stunned. At a glance, all of them were dragon skeletons of different colors and postures. There were dragon skeletons of the real dragon clan and the Dragon skeleton of the pan dragon clan. Among them, the most powerful fighting dragon remains of Yinglong sect were those of Yinglong sect.


    This also makes LINGJI understand that Yinglong is the most killed in the dragon clan. Therefore, Yinglong people are so respected by the dragon. Even the Dragon King will give all his children to Ying Long for teaching. The Yinglong clan is as important as a general in the dragon clan.


    "Any choice? Dragon King


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