Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

At the bottom of the Nielong River, the darkness is endless.

This is the deepest part of the Nielongjiang River, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people, even the overlord of the Nielongjiang River [One-horned King] has never set foot here.

The so-called place leading to the Dragon Gate is this endless abyss.

rumbling...

An ear-piercing loud noise erupted all around, like a thunderbolt frightening the sky.

Zhou Dao raised his eyes and glanced around, as if he was in a huge vault.

The dome is like an eggshell, surrounded by stars, illuminating the ancient rock walls, showing the mottled marks of time.

Zhou Dao couldn't help being moved.

It's hard to imagine that there is such a cave hidden at the bottom of this evil dragon river.

There are sharp claw marks on the rock wall, which seem to be left by some kind of huge creature. Even above the dome, where the stars are shining, you can still see the traces left by the wriggling and friction of the huge creature.

In addition, the rock walls, the ground, the dome... There are also traces of human swords.

Obviously, Zhou Dao is not the first human to come to this place.

"Is this the Dragon Palace?" Zhou Dao looked strange.

The so-called "Dragon Palace" is too different from what he imagined.

There are no majestic palaces built with carved railings, nor rare ancient beasts, nor rare and magnificent medicines...not even a single living creature.

This cave was lifeless, and there was a faint aura that made Zhou Dao feel uneasy.

rumbling...

At this moment, a cloud of black air emerged, wriggling continuously.

In the darkness, the cloud continued to expand and became huge, filling the dome in a blink of an eye, and dazzling thunder flashed in the cloud.

A huge figure swims through it, as if...

"Dragon..." Zhou Dao was startled, subconsciously took a step back.

"Xiangxiang..."

At this moment, the huge figure suddenly became smaller and rushed out of the cloud.

A plump... big white carp!

"Huh? Fatty little white?" Zhou Dao's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

In the Dragon Palace, within the clouds, what rushed out was the fat white carp demon who broke into his house that night! ?

Did this fat little white guy come out of the Dragon Palace?

"What the hell?" Zhou Dao was stunned.

The white carp has already rushed over, its sticky, slippery body rubbing against Zhou Dao, and the two long whiskers are constantly kneading and stroking Zhou Dao like tentacles.

The fat little white sucked Zhou Dao's breath greedily, his whole body twitching intoxicated.

"Xiangxiang..."

"Wait...wait a minute...is this really Dragon Palace?"

Zhou Dao began to wonder if he came to the wrong place.

After spending so much effort, what was waiting for him in the end was a [Carp Demon].

"This fat head fish is not enough to make a pot..."

Zhou Dao was shocked, and looked suspiciously at the little white fat man in front of him.

"Follow..."

The little white fat man looked at Zhou Dao, and suddenly stopped his movements, and actually floated in mid-air. He flicked his tail, motioning for Zhou Dao to follow.

"Let's go..."

"You're talking to me like this, and I'll scrape off all your scales..." Zhou Dao shouted in a low voice.

"Fierce... like..."

Fatty Little White twisted his buttocks, inexplicably excited.

It dances its long beard and cruises forward.

Not much to say, a huge altar appeared in front of my eyes.

The altar in front of me has eight sides, and above it is a black lacquered pillar, which is directly connected to the dome.

Strong luck is engraved on the pillar, and a dragon-like creature is hidden in it.

"what is this?"

Zhou Dao was in a trance, such a huge pillar was definitely not left by humans.

He walked forward, and saw an ancient stele standing beside the altar, with strange characters engraved densely on it, like a boa constrictor.

Zhou Dao didn't know him, so he raised his hand and brushed the words on the ancient stele lightly, and actually read it out of his mouth.

"Dragon hides to the gods, and it is ever-changing. Anyone who lives in this life can transform into a dragon..."

"You are... the Dragon King of the Nielongjiang River?"

Zhou Dao suddenly turned his head and looked at the little white fat man with a look of shock.

This ancient stele has a long history and records the secrets about Nielongjiang and Dragon King.

It turns out that Nielongjiang is a dragon vein bred by heaven and earth.

The power here is enough to breed a real dragon, the so-called [Dragon King].

Over the long years, this dragon vein has been constantly changing, giving birth to a real dragon species.

They live in the water mansion, absorb the power of the dragon vein, practice transformation, and reach the extreme, then they can completely merge with this dragon vein, ascend to the sky and transform into a dragon, and become the existence in ancient legends.

It's just that this road is too difficult, full of catastrophes, and difficult to cross.

Whenever these dragon species die, their power will re-integrate into the dragon veins, giving birth to a new dragon king, until there is an existence that can completely integrate the dragon veins.

Three hundred years ago, this dragon vein in the Nielong River gave birth to a [Dragon Turtle], which was shaped like a turtle, but it was a real dragon king.

It is extremely talented, and its fit with the dragon veins is also the strongest in history.

After two hundred years of practice, it is only one step away from transforming into a dragon shape.

It's a pity that just this step makes a world of difference.

That dragon tortoise died a hundred years ago.

"A hundred years ago...the Nielong River stopped flowing...that is, when King Huo Long entered the Dragon Palace..." Zhou Daoruo realized something.

It seems that a hundred years ago, there was a reason why the Nielong River was cut off. The dragon king had not yet succeeded, but he had to meet his doom, which caused the dragon veins to undergo drastic changes.

After spending some time, the [Dragon King] re-integrated into the dragon veins, and then, a new Dragon King was born.

It was a [Dragon Snake] shaped like a boa constrictor.

It was lucky, and inherited half of the inner alchemy left by Dragon Turtle, but unfortunately, it was beheaded in less than a hundred years.

"Beheaded?"

Zhou Dao was puzzled. According to the records on the ancient stele, in the Nielong River, with the help of the power of the dragon veins, the Dragon King is an invincible existence.

That [Dragon Snake] was actually beheaded?

This is really counterintuitive.

After the dragon and snake died, they returned to the dragon's veins, and after a few years, [Dragon Carp], that is, the little white fat man in front of him, was born.

"you?"

Zhou Dao looked weird.

According to the records of the ancient stele, under this abyss is the real dragon vein.

In Nielongjiang, the so-called [Dragon King] can use the power of dragon veins.

So, here, they are invincible.

"No wonder those Nine Transformations of Refining Realm dare not set foot on it easily." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

The dragon vein under the Nielong River seems to have its own consciousness, and the meaning of its existence is to breed the [Dragon King] capable of fusing it.

For this reason, every once in a while, it will open the Dragon Palace, select candidates with specific fates, and help them practice transformation.

These specific people may die halfway, but as long as someone really rises, they can protect the way of the Dragon King and help him overcome the calamity.

In a sense, it's a deal.

Those who have been selected can fuse part of the power of the dragon veins in the Dragon Palace, and the price is that one day in the future, their power will be needed to protect the [Dragon King].

"This is the secret of Nielongjiang?" Zhou Dao was amazed.

In his cognition, the so-called "dragon vein" is a unique feng shui pattern formed by heaven and earth.

From the perspective of previous lives, this kind of area has a very special magnetic field, and the power formed can affect mountains, rivers, waters, and even all living things.

However, the dragon veins under the Nielong River seem to have a special "consciousness".

"Perhaps... this is the so-called dragon?"

With doubts, Zhou Dao looked at the ancient altar. There were a pair of ancient portraits engraved on the eight-sided stone at the bottom.

It records... the origin of the dragon veins! ?

Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly swept up.

Heaven-defying good fortune, the opportunity to seize the gods, the twelve dragon veins, and the creation of the Yuan King!

"Yuan Wang..." Zhou Dao widened his eyes and saw a familiar name.

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