I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

The sacrificial ceremony on the day of advent is being carried out steadily.

On a tall altar that is very similar to the Mayan pyramid, Long Yuanhai, the high priest, offered sacrifices, held the sacrificial table in his hand, and read the sacrificial words devoutly.

According to the ancient legend of the Shenlong clan, this gray altar, which is like an ordinary stone pile, was also left behind when the dragon ancestor descended in the past.

No one knows what materials the altar is made of, and no one knows what the strange lines carved on the altar represent.

The tribesmen of the Shenlong clan only know that this altar has stood here for ten thousand years.

Like the dragon ball, it is the foundation of the entire tribe.

It has been combined with the dragon ball many times to release terrifying attacks to repel the invading enemies.

Even the full-strength attack released by the strongest heaven-level strongman in the tribe could not destroy it at all.

But that was in the past.

Since the power of the dragon ball began to fade and decay, the ability of the altar has also declined rapidly.

The altar now is almost the same as those made of ordinary materials, except that it is a little harder.

The night is getting deeper.

The light of the full moon hanging in the sky is getting colder and brighter, with a hint of ethereal fairy air.

The Shenlong tribe is brightly lit, and countless tribesmen are crawling together, chanting prayers under the guidance of the high priest, shouting the name of the dragon ancestor, and praying for the arrival of the gods.

Long Yuanhai and Long Wensheng, the father and son, are conscientiously playing the role of guides, with fanaticism and piety on their faces.

Behind the scenes, Long Yuanhai has actually thought about how to appease the tribesmen after the failure.

When the sacrificial ceremony reached its climax, Long Yuanhai looked up to the sky and howled, and the blue flames on his hands shot at the precious sacrifices and ignited them.

There was a trace of reluctance in his eyes that was difficult for others to detect, but he quickly returned to his original appearance and chanted loudly.

Suddenly, the altar of the altar was ablaze.

The dark blue ocean flames shot up into the sky, almost forming a towering pillar of fire that connected the sky and the earth.

All the tribesmen of the Shenlong tribe were stunned.

The originally bustling sacrificial scene suddenly became silent.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the incredible scene in front of them.

Even Long Yuanhai, who had served as the high priest for many years, was a little dazed.

He didn't know what was going on.

Even when the dragon ball still had power in the past, such a wonder had never appeared.

Could it be that the Dragon Ancestor was really moved by our sincerity and sent down divine power?

But this

How is this possible?

The quiet moonlight condensed and turned into a substantial liquid, which fell down with the entire blue pillar of fire, collapsing downward in an instant, spreading across the entire altar like mercury, and flowing into those strange patterns.

In just a moment, those inscriptions and lines that no one could understand were lit up, and the entire altar seemed to come alive, emitting a strange and moving silver-white glow.

The flames surged upward like waves and gathered in the dragon ball at the highest point of the altar.

The gray stone ball immediately shed all the dust and emitted a dazzling and brilliant light.

"Buzz!"

Above the altar, the space shook violently.

Long Yuanhai was horrified and no longer cared about any festivals and rituals. He just released his own power while retreating explosively, trying to protect the tribesmen under this violent space fluctuation.

"Elders and warriors, step forward, the rest of you retreat! Retreat!"

The second fastest to react was the tribe leader Long Wensheng.

He flew high into the sky with a tip of his toes and stood shoulder to shoulder with his father.

A strong breath came out of his body, and dragon-like scales appeared on his body, and his arms turned into a thick and sharp form like dragon claws.

In such a doomsday environment where everyone is a soldier, even the old, young, women and children are not powerless, but they are not as strong as those professional warriors.

Following the order from the chief, the tribesmen of the Shenlong tribe were somewhat puzzled by the order, but they still advanced and retreated in moderation, and soon adjusted their formation and stood ready around the altar.

The altar was still glowing with silver light.

Some older elders had begun to whisper, thinking that this was not a good sign.

When they were young, they had seen the dragon ball show its power, but not like it now.

At a certain moment, a silver mirror suddenly appeared on the towering altar.

The surging sea water rushed out from it, and it fell upside down like the sky overturned.

Along with the sea water, Lu Wenwu and his four companions were also rushed out.

Or to be more precise.

It was a cat, a bird, two dogs, and three people.

A group of people were rushed up along the cold sea water.

Fortunately, the top of the altar was large enough, so they didn't have a ropeless bungee jump directly along the sea water as soon as they came out.

The four animal companions were swiping water crazily in the same action.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh"

Lu Wenwu, who was shaken by this unique space teleportation, stood up in a trance, spit out the bitter and salty sea water in his mouth, and couldn't help but punch himself in the head.

With the damage of the flame explosion of the Demon King's Wrath, he suddenly shuddered and finally recovered.

Damn it, I must never teleport underwater next time.

This process was like being thrown into a drum washing machine and spinning wildly for a few minutes, and then being washed away along the sewer. It was too uncomfortable.

"Ahhhhhh! What is this place!?"

After clearing the shouting voice packets of Patrick Star out of his mind, Lu Wenwu looked around and found that he and others were on a high platform similar to a pyramid.

Moreover, he saw a group of little dragons who looked like they were possessed by martial spirits, casting extremely wary glances at him and the others.

In addition to being wary, there seems to be a little bit of hope in these eyes.

"Where did you bring me this ancient teleportation array?"

Lu Wenwu glanced at the tall man standing at the front.

Long Wensheng, the leader of the Shenlong Tribe, has an A+ level.

Is this the only level that the strongest person can reach?

Then there is no threat.

Seeing that his teammates were not awake yet, and those members of the so-called Shenlong tribe who were suspected of being Xiaolong people showed no sign of actively coming forward to communicate, Lu Wenwu simply ignored them.

He just carried Maomao to him, and he checked the previous mission rewards in his personal backpack.

It looked like a round and flawless red gemstone, nothing strange at all.

[Name: True Dragon Blood Tears]

[Type: Strange Object]

[Introduction: Only a true dragon that has condensed its divinity can use its own true spirit to transform into soul blood tears before death. These are not real tears, but they are the last gift of the true dragon clan when the lamp and oil are exhausted. It is a rare treasure in the world]

[The blood and tears of a true dragon contain powerful effects that can change a person's life. But what exactly is it? Every drop of true dragon blood and tears is different, and only the person who is truly entrusted by the true dragon can know it]

[After taking it, your body will not change, but you will definitely get some real dragon characteristics that are beneficial to you]

"Looks like he's quite the protagonist of an internet novel." Lu Wenwu shrugged habitually.

He probably can't get rid of this problem, just like Lucky Brother Xiao Huohuo always likes to touch his nose while smiling bitterly.

Seeing that Maomao and his teammates had gradually recovered, but the little dragons of the Shenlong tribe were still on alert, Lu Wenwu directly took out the drop of true dragon blood and tears and drank it in one gulp.

He just wanted to use the Devouring Heaven and Earth to refine it.

But the moment the True Dragon Blood Tears entered the entrance, they turned into an invisible force and blended directly into his blood, making it tainted with an aura similar to that of the True Dragon's blood.

Before Lu Wenwu could fully appreciate it, the wings of the Netherworld Dragon behind him actually opened on their own, stretching to the extreme with just one stroke.

His heart beat like a war drum at this moment, roaring like thunder.

The blood all over the body was running rapidly at this moment, and the body of the Forged God was resonating with the blood and tears of the real dragon that had been swallowed previously in a very strange way.

Lu Wenwu was extremely surprised to find that his epic-level Sky Wings had disappeared without a trace.

And in the wings of the Netherworld Dragon behind it, there is actually his own blood flowing in it!

I have an extra pair of dragon wings?

Real dragon wings?

Lu Wenwu looked at his personal panel.

Sure enough, the skill [Dragon Wings] disappeared without a trace along with the equipment [Wings of the Sky].

With the combination of the body of the Forged God and the blood and tears of the real dragon, they were completely refined into a part of Lu Wenwu's body!

He waved his wings subconsciously, as freely as he swung his arms.

Using the virtue-conquering body-refining technique to transport energy and blood, dragon scales of blood and energy appeared on the surface of the body piece by piece.

Those are no longer false lines, but pieces of red-gold dragon scales that are completely condensed by the power of blood!

With the awe-inspiring aura of the sun's fire, and the evil awe of the devil's fire.

Lu Wenwu did not use Abyss Descend, but still transformed into the form of a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

Dragon scales, dragon tail, dragon wings, dragon horns.

Except that Lu Wenwu himself controlled not to release the dragon claws, he looked more like a member of the Shenlong tribe than a member of the Shenlong tribe.

As long as he wants to, he can even transform into a real divine dragon in a short period of time and fly around the nine heavens, changing the sky, changing the sun, and moving clouds and rain.

A pure dragon power spread and enveloped the entire place in an instant.

That is the coercion of the ancient true dragon, the aura of the true dragon clan!

The clan leader Long Wensheng's fierce eyes instantly became dull.

He stared blankly at Lu Wenwu at the top of the altar, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.

High Priest Long Yuanhai's frown also relaxed.

Those already somewhat hazy and turbid eyes were so sharp at this moment, as if they wanted to carve that tall figure into their own bones!

At this moment, the Shenlong clan, which was still a little wary, was instantly confused.

Everyone was confused.

After the pure dragon power erupted, everyone present, regardless of men, women, children, old or young, felt the throbbing originating from the blood source.

They could clearly feel their blood resonating, the power inside their bodies boiling, their bodies trembling with excitement, and their souls involuntarily having the urge to surrender!

Even those cultivations that have been stuck at a certain stage for many years, those bottlenecks that are difficult to break through, are all ready to break through under the stimulation of this aura!

This is a situation that only occurs when the Dragon Balls of the past shine!

Within the Shenlong Clan, all the clan elders and priests over 200 years old suddenly changed their expressions.

Their eyes kept shaking, and their faces and mouths began to tremble involuntarily.

Such power!

This strange yet familiar smell!

Two words appeared in their hearts at the same time - Dragon Ancestor!

The Dragon Ancestor has arrived!

The person in front of me is the Dragon Ancestor whom the entire Shenlong Tribe has worshiped for thousands of years!

That is the connection and vibration of the origin of the bloodline of the entire tribe after being transformed by the Dragon Ball for thousands of years.

Can’t go wrong!

Ten thousand years have passed, and one of the most powerful and greatest gods in the world, once the master of the sea in the old era, has arrived today!

He will surely make the Shenlong Tribe, which has gradually declined, regain its glory!

Including father and son Long Yuanhai and Long Wensheng, the entire Shenlong tribe collectively fell to the ground and kowtowed towards the towering altar that had revealed a blue halo.

"Dragon Ancestor!"

"Dragon Ancestor!"

"Dragon Ancestor!"

After the mountain shouted three times, the deafening and neat prayers were as neat and uniform as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times.

Lu Wenwu, who was still immersed in the effects of the real dragon's blood and tears, immediately withdrew from that mysterious state.

Great, now it's his turn to look confused with his teammates.

Listening to the prayers passed down from ancient times, and feeling the most sincere respect and belief in the Dragon Ancestor from the Shenlong Tribe since its birth, Lu Wenwu no longer knew what adjectives to use to describe himself other than "What the hell!?" My mood now.

no? ? ?

Have I become the old Dragon King? ? ?

He actually wanted to stand up and shout loudly: "You have recognized the wrong person and the wrong dragon! I am not the old Dragon King you believe in!"

But looking at the group of pious and fanatical primitive people below, Lu Wenwu was embarrassed to say it.

It's better to have a private chat later with two sensible people who can take care of things.

At this moment, the teammates gradually recovered.

Although he was in a weak state after the war, he was at least a level A player. One or two minutes was enough.

"Uh, Brother Tyrannosaurus, what's going on now?" Xu Changjiang asked, looking down and rubbing his head. "Have we met a copy of the indigenous cannibals? Or are they the Aztecs who are ready to give us a blood sacrifice?"

Under normal circumstances, the system will translate common indigenous languages ​​​​in the copy.

So the remaining few people can now understand what the dragon tribesmen wearing animal skins below are shouting.

After all, he is worshiping something.

Except for freaks like Lu Wenwu, A-level players are experienced in many battles, and most of them have seen similar primitive religious scenes.

Even a casual guesser can think of some.

"no."

Lu Wenwu shook his head in embarrassment.

"They seem to regard me as a god they have worshiped for many years, the old dragon king we killed in the Dragon Palace."

"What the hell? If what we did before is exposed, wouldn't it be the end of the world?" The pretentious little AC cow started to doubt life while hugging her own cat and dog.

The big crow threw the water stains on its body in disgust, and screamed strangely: "It's a disaster! It's a disaster!"

"No, brothers, give me some ideas!" Lu Wenwu hugged Maomao, feeling a little bad now, "How do we get along with these natives? In what capacity? You can't pretend to be a magic stick!"

"Ahem, to be precise, I'm not pretending to be a magic stick." Xu Changjiang said with a deep look on his face, "I'm pretending to be a god."

"Then I can't do it anymore!" Lu Wenwu managed to avoid punching him directly in the heart, "You asked me to kill people, how could I act like this? You can't even stand and talk without your back hurting, right?"

The pretentious AC little cow pondered for a moment, then tentatively said: "Brother Tyrannosaurus, just say boldly that you are the old Dragon King from ten thousand years ago. Due to the self-sealing, your strength has declined, and there is a batch of treasures buried in the Dragon Palace. ”

"Now I will give you five thousand soul coins and a lot of treasures. When you regain your strength, you will make them generals of the Dragon Palace or something like that. They will enjoy eternal incense, eternal prosperity, and wealth. From now on, you will never do it again."

"Go away! I just came back from the underworld, can you do some things in the underworld?"

This time, the brawler was rough-skinned and thick-skinned. Lu Wenwu couldn't hold back and really punched him.

This light punch knocked the AC cow, including humans, cats and dogs, off their feet. He quickly took out his hunting flute and blew himself a life recovery (small).

Even Cang Lanxing's physique couldn't withstand Lu Wenwu's punch!

Wu Jianqing blinked his dark eyes, suppressed the more hellish thoughts in his heart, and silently transformed into a handsome man dressed in ancient black clothes, squatting beside him to play with the dog.

While a group of people were still noisily "discussing" what to do next, the high priest Long Yuanhai had already walked up the steps one by one, kowtowing step by step, and he could not be more pious.

Several people suddenly became quiet and looked at this "uninvited guest", ready to take action at any time.

Especially the little cow who was laughing and joking just now. At this time, his right hand has touched the double knives in his personal backpack, and his left hand has secretly touched a bottle of the drug G.

He could feel that the old man in front of him was extremely powerful, even stronger than himself.

If they really fight, the winning rate will be at most 46.

Four for yourself and six for the opponent.

And it has to be based on the premise that the opponent has no trump card.

Lu Wenwu habitually opened his eyes of insight.

[High Priest Long Yuanhai of the Dragon Tribe (A)]: 90 0000/90 0000

[Current status]: Alert, calm

With 900,000 HP, it's a bit weak.

Lu Wenwu thought so.

But he immediately suppressed the thoughts in his mind.

The opponent is A-level. At least in terms of physical strength and blood volume, these attributes have already overwhelmed naked A-level players. Only players who have practiced the [Asking] level skills with various cool enhancements can compete with them. Comparable.

He is already strong, but compared to himself, he is a bit weak.

Long Yuanhai didn't know what Lu Wenwu was thinking, let alone that Lu Wenwu already knew that he was acting.

All he knew was that this uninvited guest, suspected to be the arrival of Dragon Ancestor, had been silently sizing him up.

Long Yuanhai's face was still pious, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm as he bowed deeply, and said excitedly: "Ten thousand years have passed, and the Dragon Ancestor has finally granted favor to the Shenlong Tribe again."

"My servant is frightened. I and my servants failed to protect the artifact that you gave me in the past, and now it has disappeared and its light has gone. This servant is brave and begs Master Longzu for mercy."

Lu Wenwu: "."

It's as if you said it.

Primitive people are also good at this, right?

That’s why I hate talking to people who use 18 twists in their sentences and hint at kicking the ball with their backhand.

So tired.

Lu Wenwu casually glanced at the altar and saw what the other party said was the treasure of the clan - the dragon ball that had regained its gray color.

Fortunately, he actually knew this thing.

It is included in the Dragon Palace knowledge given by the old Dragon King.

This thing is made from the finest deep-sea spirit beads, the kind inlaid on the door of the Dragon Palace.

The name is simple and crude, it's called Dragon Power Pearl.

It can absorb the moonlight and transform it into dragon energy through the formation platform at its feet that integrates multiple functions, and bless the creatures within a certain range.

It was originally a training tool prepared for those shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the underwater dragon palace, and it can slowly improve and purify their bloodline, so that they can also be stained with a trace of dragon blood.

Then the whole world changed dramatically, and the old Dragon King decided to seal the Dragon Palace and destroy it.

So before that, he had all the treasures in the Dragon Palace dispersed by his men, and randomly gave them to some creatures that had good reputations and were pleasing to the eye, hoping to protect them from surviving in this world. Go down.

The Shenlong Tribe was such a lucky person, receiving a gift from the old Dragon King's parents and children - one of the shattered Nine Dragons.

As for the reason why the Dragon Power Pearl gradually fails, it is actually very simple.

When this thing was being refined, it was not considered that it could be made fully automatic. A real dragon would need to fill it with some dragon essence as a seed every once in a while.

However, the Shenlong Tribe has no real dragon to help them recharge, and they use it intensively every year. Even if the dragon power in the Dragon Power Pearl can be delayed and dissipated through the moonlight, it will eventually be used up in ten thousand years.

Lu Wenwu did not talk to Long Haiyuan, who was still worshiping him, but just took a photo of the Dragon Power Pearl.

Through the "Physical Refining Technique of Conquering People with Virtue" and the body that had just been blessed by the blood and tears of the true dragon, he condensed a ball of pure dragon essence, pressed it into the Dragon Power Pearl, and inspired it with the dragon method.

The next moment, the Dragon Power Pearl shines brightly.

The clear and pure azure was even more dazzling than it was ten thousand years ago, almost turning the entire territory of the Shenlong Tribe into a feeling like an ocean world.

Long Yuanhai looked up in disbelief.

His eyes widened and he looked at Lu Wenwu with nothing but horror.

The treasure of the Shenlong clan has been reactivated!

This powerful and pure light never existed even nearly five hundred years ago!

Even the cultivation level that I have not improved for many years has been loosened, and the blood in my body is boiling crazily!

If so, that only means one thing.

The tall and mighty handsome young man in front of me is really the legendary Dragon Ancestor!

Oh my God!

What have you been doing before?

Long Yuanhai suddenly fell to the ground, and the cold sweat on his body instantly soaked the priest's animal skin robe.

"I am grateful to Dragon Ancestor for his kindness!"