Super Dragon Cultivation System

Then Lao Long continued to talk, and everyone didn't bother him, knowing that this was the last story they heard from their predecessors.

"I won't go into details about the process, let's talk about it here!"

"This is the dark array laid by the Undead Summoner a thousand years ago."

"His goal is me. As the first general of the Jinlong family, I was unfortunately conspired and trapped with this!"

"At the time, I thought, I would rather die than blow to the Undead Summoner."

"But I haven't seen him show up since I got in."

"Do you guys know what happened?"

"Senior, we have heard of some. It is said that there was a holy knight, (kill sha) killed the undead mage, and driven away the dark army.

Zhang Xing replied.

After listening to the old dragon for a while, his eyes turned to the three young dragons.

"Three little guys, my life has come to an end and I can't teach you more experience."

"But there are a few points of advice for you."

The three dragons were attentive, raised their ears, and listened carefully.

"First, we must shoulder the mission of protecting humanity. We and our human beings are our best friends. We are brothers, not one family but better than one family!"

"Second, we must continue to hone ourselves and make ourselves bigger, and always be prepared for the comeback of the Dark Legion!"

"Third, look for more of the same species, find territories suitable for our survival, reproduce, and don't let our dragon family perish from this world!"

"fourth……"

Lao Long's (body sh n) shadow gradually faded away. He tried hard to say a few more words, but there was no time left.

At last, I glanced at Zhang Xing and the three little dragons, and there was a smile in the eyes (dew), and I died with relief!

As the old dragon dissipated, the large array of darkness outside ran out of energy, and the whole ground began to shake.

Zhang Xing and Jinbao stood on the back of Heibao, watching the big pit that collapsed in front of him, deeply worshiping!

Heibao and Xiaobai hovered over the giant pit, flying round and round and refused to leave for a long time!

The sorrow of the dragon is even more desolate than humans, and that hissing sound screams at the heart, the grief is everywhere!

I wonder if they will meet Lao Long in their dreams in the long years and countless nights.

Will he dream of a miracle again, and the old dragon survives.

Listen to the teachings in the dream, learn the battle experience in the dream, and talk happily with the ancestors.

Maybe I can still dream of the scene at this moment, reluctantly, sorrowful (desire)!

Whenever I wake up in a dream, I realize that this is just a dream, surprise is not there, sadness is still there, and taste the pain of losing loved ones, how do the dragons feel about life?

Zhang Xing doesn't know!

Perhaps the hearts of the dragons are larger than humans (qiangqiang), and there is no such complicated feeling.

The sky (color) gradually darkened, and Heibao and Xiaobai did not intend to leave.

They landed in the pit, huddled (sh n), their huge heads clinging to the ground, their eyes were empty.

At this moment, Zhang Xing really felt the kind of farewell (love) of the three little dragons.

Just like three children who just lost their father and mother, they refuse to leave and do not want to believe.

The head arched in the dirt is more like going into the mother's arms!

Tonight the fog in the swamp has faded. The faint moonlight travels through time and sprinkles the land.

In the hazy moonlight, the old dragon's soul seemed to condense again, soothing the little dragons.

They also seemed to feel the warmth of the soul, and their eyes gradually grew heavy until they fell asleep!