Tyrant Dragon Emperor

But there are some problems that he really can't figure out!

"Father, who is that strong man? Why did he imprison that strange beast here, and go to great lengths to let the ancestors and our lineage take care of it?"

"Also, since there is a powerful spiritual vein under that valley, why didn't its potential be fully developed to strengthen the strength of our vein?"

Facing the young man's question, the old man in white robe shook his head and smiled wryly.

"The first question, I'm afraid even the ancestors didn't know it;

As for the second question, as a father, I really want to do that, but there are many restrictions in the forbidden area, and murderous intentions are everywhere. With the strength of our lineage, it is impossible to do it at all! "

"Damn it!" The young man gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, although he was unwilling but also helpless.

The other party was right.

If they have the ability to develop and utilize it, how can their clan endure the oppression and indifference of their own clan for more than ten thousand years?

How could it have waited until today to give birth to the first reincarnation-level powerhouse in family history?

"My ancestors don't know the origin of this strange beast, and I have no way of knowing, but in any case, this is an existence that we can't afford to provoke, because it is... a real dragon!

It's just that according to the records of the ancestor's legacy, this flood dragon is firmly trapped by more than a dozen powerful restrictions, and almost no one can break it. "

The white-robed old man stared at the giant beast in mid-air, his face was extremely solemn, and deep fear and awe were revealed in his eyes.

"Then how did it escape?" The young man was puzzled.

"I can't figure out this question either. Maybe it's because those prohibition circles have lost their spiritual power under the baptism of thousands of years, and they were broken away by it?"

"It makes no sense!"

The young man's mind was shocked, and his eyes brightened.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and this incident has actually been rumored in the family for a long time.

Their lineage has been guarding here for so many years, and some things cannot be completely hidden.

It's just that the tribesmen have always regarded those rumors as a kind of false speculation and reverie, and no one took them seriously.

But I never expected that the rumor actually came true!

It's just that the scene after the fulfillment is quite different from the good guesses of the clansmen.

The white flood dragon danced wildly in the air, looking extremely furious, a frenzy of spiritual power swept across the void, and a strong killing intent enveloped the valley!

"hiss!"

"Oh My God!"

"This is a flood dragon, this is actually a flood dragon!"

"I didn't expect that rumor to be true!"

Wow!

There was an uproar inside and outside the valley, and everyone was stunned!

They stared at the white flood dragon in midair, huge waves surged in their minds, and violent thoughts surged in their hearts.

Some people just fell to their knees and kowtowed in the direction of Jiaolong.

Just the next moment, someone noticed something was wrong!

Roar!

Facing these kneeling clansmen, the white flood dragon not only did not have any joy and benefits, but roared wildly and spewed out a mouthful of white dragon's breath!

Rumble!

Amidst the dull roar, the dragon's breath seemed to roll over like a white cloud, and a large number of clansmen kneeling below instantly turned into ice sculptures!

Crack, crack... bang bang bang!

The next moment, these "ice sculptures" exploded amidst bursts of violent noises, and more than a hundred frozen clansmen fell to their deaths!

"Damn it!"

"not good!"

"How did this happen? Why didn't this dragon come to protect us, but instead slaughtered the people?"

"No! Something is wrong!"

"Escape! Everyone, run away!"

Rumble!

Realizing that the situation was not good, the clansmen screamed in terror and scattered for their lives.

The stronger warriors fled through the air directly, preparing to stay away from the valley, while the weaker tribesmen ran wildly in the valley, rushing into the dense forest, trying to use the terrain to cover and save their lives.

But such efforts are in vain.

The white flood dragon breathed out its breath again, and the wild white cloud swept past. Before the warriors escaping in the air could rush out of the valley, they melted into ice sculptures and collapsed to their deaths.

Roar!

The white flood dragon roared and swooped down, its giant tail swept and smashed half of the valley, and the warriors hiding in the forest were unable to avoid it, and were bombarded and killed by a large area!

"The strength of this flood dragon is so terrifying?"

The corners of the young man's eyes shrank, and his heart shook!

Even though he has entered the realm of reincarnation, and his strength is enough to crush many powerhouses of the same level, he still feels terrified in front of this flood dragon, and has no desire to challenge at all.

"Don't worry, we haven't reached the end of the mountain yet!"

The old man in white robe raised his hand and grabbed a small silver bow that was about an inch long.

"What is this?" the young man asked.

"This is the magic weapon left by the mysterious strongman back then to the ancestors. As long as this treasure is in hand, this dragon can be suppressed!"

A trace of happiness flashed in the eyes of the old man in white robe, as if he had found a savior.

"Is it really possible?" The young man hesitated.

"According to the legacy of our ancestors, the mysterious strong man planted a powerful restraint in the sacred sea of ​​flood dragons. This 'Shenshen Bow' is just the last resort used to restrain the flood dragons. Come to think of it... Should work!"

The old man in white robe clasped the bowstring and pulled it quickly.

hum!

The silver light suddenly appeared, and the lines engraved on the surface of the small silver bow squirmed quickly, as if they were alive, bursting out with dazzling silver light!

At the same time, a small silver arrow appeared on the bowstring, which was made of silver runes!

"Um?"

The white flood dragon seemed to have sensed it, and immediately jumped into the air, looking at the little bow with a wary face.

For this magic weapon, it has a certain instinctive fear, and subconsciously wants to avoid it.

The old man in white robe was overjoyed, and let go of the bowstring suddenly!

Whoosh!

The silver arrow pierced through the air, drawing a long silver light!

Grains of silver runes circled frantically around Jianzhi, bursting out with powerful restraining power, and rushed to the white dragon at an astonishing speed.

Roar!

The white flood dragon spewed out a mouthful of breath, trying to block the small rune arrow.

Those silver runes radiated soaringly, easily penetrated the dragon's breath, turned into a silver light and submerged into the dragon's forehead.

"Um?"

The corners of Jiang Tian's eyes shrank slightly, and he was taken aback!

That little bow looks ordinary, but it is so powerful?

Ho ho ho!

The white flood dragon failed to dodge the attack of the rune arrow, and roared wildly after being shot in the head.

The huge body danced wildly in the air, setting off waves of spiritual power, and seemed a little flustered.

"It really works!" The old man in white robe was overjoyed, but he also hesitated.

The power of this silver arrow does not seem to be as strong as described in the legacy of the ancestors.

Could it be that the distance is too far and the power is not enough?

Bai Pao was so old that he frowned and thought deeply, and decided to get closer and try again.

"Can that little bow really restrain this flood dragon?"

Jiang Tian stared at Jiaolong's figure, frowning slightly, thoughtful.

At this moment, a roar like thunder suddenly resounded through the void!

"Jiang Tian! Is that you?"