The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

The ancient and vicissitudes of the sigh.

It was the ancient voice that I heard when I watched the mountain turn into a dragon in the middle of the day.

At that time, Zhuang Ming thought that the existence of this voice was the true owner of the Dragon's Eye Stone, that is, the ancient real dragon that broke the sky and traversed the world.

It wasn't until the divination later that he guessed that the Dragon Eye Stone should belong to this thousand-foot real dragon.

And that shocking scene is the inheritance of the ancient true dragon left in this thousand-foot true dragon.

After meeting Wen Han, he was almost sure.

Elder Gu Sizhengda completely confirmed his guess.

——

The place of inheritance is like a basement in the mountains.

There is no wind here.

But at this moment, the real dragon stone statue that lost its blood, mana, and vitality gradually dissipated and turned into ashes.

The dust filled the air and gradually dissipated.

This is probably also the reason for the secret method of the Dragon Lord during his lifetime.

In Zhuang Ming's view, this may be a kind of self-protection, to avoid being used to refine treasures and medicines, and still have no peace after death.

"here we go……"

Zhuang Ming transformed into a flood dragon, looking at the scattered remains of the real dragon in front of his eyes, he was emotional, but also felt the blood from his body.

What was devoured in the Dongsheng Dynasty before was only the eyes of the real dragon, but now what is devoured is not only the eyes of the real dragon, but also the blood of the real dragon, which has a direct lineage.

Even though it was a young dragon, it was thousands of feet long and extremely powerful.

Although the blood of this thousand-foot real dragon has been lost for many years due to serious injuries, the secret method remains, and most of it is still preserved.

And the most valuable thing is that Zhuang Ming's dragon body does not have any other dragon blood.

Any flood dragon has its own blood and cultivation, no matter how strong the blood of the real dragon is, it will only become stronger, and it cannot replace all of its own blood, it can become stronger with the blood of the real dragon , but cannot change the mixed and impure blood.

It's like a washbasin, a ladle of water has already been poured into it, no matter how full-bodied the wine poured in later is, this basin of wine is still wine mixed with water.

But Zhuang Ming's dragon had no blood at all, but was formed out of thin air. With his own energy, he gathered the wonders of the world, and after the chapter of Taixu Qingqi Transforming Dragons, he arranged the power of the five elements according to order.

This is an empty body that has acquired this incomparably pure blood.

Like an empty basin, carrying the purest fine wine.

Shout out!

In an instant, the sound of the dragon chant shook the place of inheritance.

But seeing Jiaolong's long roar, the meat bun on the top suddenly burst open.

There is a single horn, like a spear, growing from the forehead, it is as crystal clear as jade, but it is sharp and cold.

The scales on his body became more solid and crystal clear.

The front paws appear to be stronger and stronger.

The body of the flood dragon, which is more than thirty feet long and nearly forty feet long, continues to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming extremely long and thick.

And the back end of the dragon's belly also has a very strong sense of swelling.

It seems... There are also dragon claws, which are about to stick out.

No longer a formless spirit.

Got the orthodox dragon blood!

——

In the forbidden area.

Everyone is waiting.

Zhuang Ming sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

In fact, his mind has been fully placed in the body of the dragon, immersed in the feeling of growth.

Wen Han wanted to ask Zhuang Ming some things, but Elder Gu Si Zhengda blocked him.

In their eyes, Zhuang Ming just closed his eyes and rested his mind, that's all.

However, Elder Gu Sizhengda vaguely understood one thing or two.

"The changes that affect Jiaolong also affect this Zhuang Ming?"

Elder Gu Sizheng said so, his eyes flickered, and his old face was slightly dignified.

——

The place of inheritance.

Jiaolong keeps growing.

Long horns on the top of the head, long claws under the abdomen.

The body, which was originally less than forty feet long, has already exceeded sixty feet in length, and it is still growing.

The blood of the real dragon spreads all over the body.

The power of Longwei is getting stronger and stronger.

Zhuang Ming was already immersed in the feeling of being reborn.

However, at this moment, there was a bang, and there was a haze between the sky and the earth.

The white light flickered, and in a trance, he returned to the ancient times.

The sky continued to crack, and countless blood seeped down from the cracks in the sky.

Blood rained down, spread all over the world, everywhere.

Is that the blood of a fairy god?

Or the blood of heaven?

The feeling of palpitations made Zhuang Ming hold his breath.

Immediately there was another voice, resounding in my mind.

"Heaven weeps blood, the king perishes, the monsters make chaos, the bell of the gathering spirit rings, and the holy palace collapses."

It is still these eighteen characters that outline a magnificent and extremely tragic picture.

In the void, a dragon head emerged, huge and ancient.

The dragon head looked over and was looking at Zhuang Ming.

There are extremely complicated emotions in the eyes of this ancient true dragon.

Full of sadness, full of pain, and full of despair.

Zhuang Ming's heart was shocked, and there was an unspeakable sadness.

This is the feeling derived from the blood.

The same blood, like relatives.

The other party's grief made him empathize.

And at this moment, the dragon head spoke slowly, with an ancient voice, thick and majestic.

——

I am one of the Eight Spirits of the Holy Palace, and I have been named the Lord of the Southern Territory, and I will punish the traitors to protect the Holy Palace.

Life and death are unpredictable.

If I die, the Southern Territory will not be protected.

In order to keep the blood alive, I specially ordered the Longwei Zuoqi Army under my command to protect my youngest son and hide it in Dongzhou!

If I win, I will wait for you.

If my body is destroyed, you will hide it.

My son bears in mind that, like the rest of your life after a catastrophe, you must hide in the world, practice steadily, pass on the bloodline, keep the dragon clan alive, and keep this vein alive.

After waiting for thousands of years, it is like a god entering the Xuanyuan Zifu, and you will be able to return to the great way, or you can find out the truth of the catastrophe.

If this situation is not achieved, the past grievances and grievances will only be phantoms, so don't search for them without authorization, and become the way to death.

——

Just when Zhuang Ming obtained the blood of the real dragon and obtained the inheritance of the dragon clan.

Zhongyuan Realm, Great Chu King City.

In the inner courtyard of the palace.

The Emperor Chu looks like a middle-aged man, dignified and majestic, and he is reviewing the memorial.

Suddenly, his face changed suddenly.

On the table, the seal of the Nine Dragons trembled endlessly.

"Finally... born?"

Emperor Chu murmured, his expression gradually changed.

Three hundred and sixty years ago, that real dragon broke out of its shell and appeared in the world, stirring up the celestial phenomena.

The real dragon that was born on the fairy island outside the Tianwu sea area attracted thirty-six Zhenxuan patriarchs to join forces, and more than two hundred and eighty Jindan real people to join forces.

In the end, the real dragon was not left behind.

Of the thirty-six Zhenxuan, twenty-three fell, and the rest were seriously injured, and shortly after the battle, due to their serious injuries, another seven fell, and the remaining six have not yet left the retreat.

As for the more than 280 Jindan real people, 167 of them fell, and the rest of you were also injured. To this day, there are less than 30 people alive, and only five of them broke out of their cocoons and became butterflies. Zhenxuan.

After that battle, Zhenlong was seriously injured and fled, and the masters of various sects suffered heavy casualties.

Afterwards, various sects in Dongzhou, including scattered monks, and countless strong men searched for traces of the real dragon, but found nothing.

Now there are traces of this real dragon again.

"It has been silent for hundreds of years, and it seems to have revived?"

Emperor Chu's expression changed. He looked at the big seal of Chu, his expression gradually became dignified, and he thought: "Such a strong feeling? I'm afraid it's in the territory of my Tianyufu Land... But there is no exact guide in the seal, it should be in the big seal. Outside the territory of Chu."

In addition to the shock in his heart, he also felt ecstasy.

Immediately took the seal and lit a ray of light.

There are secret decrees spread everywhere.

"The real dragon is alive! Check the traces carefully!"