Chapter 326: Dragon Clan during the Lich Era
Zulong looked at Yinglong quietly and stopped.
This was not a human immortal conceived by heaven and earth, but was born from the dragon clan itself. This is worthy of His attention.
"Ancestor Dragon!"
Although Yinglong was young at this time, he was extremely tall and straight:
"If the dragon race encounters a catastrophe one day, will you abandon your race?"
Zulong was silent, but his gaze suddenly moved towards Chen Zhu.
He also sensed the power of time.
"will not."
The two words were bland and seemed to have no seriousness.
No dragon dared to guess what Zulong was thinking.
Seeing this, Qing Ying shouted, "Xiao Long, shut up! Zu Long will never abandon us."
"I know you won't, but have you ever thought that if you abandon the dragon clan, they can still become the overlord in the future, but if you don't abandon them, they will only be bullied in the future."
This is the question Yinglong wanted to ask.
No one understands better than him the difficulties the dragon clan will face in the future.
He has to rely on himself for everything. If he doesn't join the Demon Court, the dragon clan will not be destroyed, but will become food.
But if he joins the demon court, he will die in battle at any time. How can the witch clan be simple? The heaven and earth are helping.
Once he died, the dragon clan would no longer have anyone able to support its existence.
By then, there will still be food from all ethnic groups.
Zulong did not answer this time, but turned and left, sitting on the altar again.
"When you enter the Dragon Court, discuss this with me."
But no answer is given now.
"Ancestor Dragon!"
Yinglong shouted, but still couldn't stop the opponent.
"All right!"
Qingying snorted, and suddenly it seemed as if a huge abyss was suppressing this place.
All the dragons dared not speak, and Yinglong couldn't even open his mouth.
"That's it for today."
Qingying turned and left, but had no intention of paying any more attention to Yinglong.
"Little guy, you are quite brave, even braver than me."
Chen Zhu was amazed and went back to interrogate him by the tail.
"You said you were brought here by the collision between the Chaos Bell and the Wu Clan's Pangu's true body?"
He looked at Yinglong and asked, "What are the origins of the demon tribe's Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi?"
"I don't know. I only know that they were born in the Sun Star and are the masters of all living things."
Yinglong answered truthfully, but his eyes kept looking at Chen Zhu.
He was still very curious about who the person in front of him was and why Tiandao did not respond when he was talking to him.
You must know that these are words that go against the times and are not allowed to appear.
Looking through all his memories, there was no such thing.
"Oh~"
, Chen Zhu thought: "Okay, what are you going to do now?"
"Do you want me to take you back?"
"You can take me back!"
Yinglong, who had been calm just now, now had violent emotional fluctuations!
"Can you really take me back?"
He stood up and grabbed Chen Zhu's arm tightly, his eyes full of tension!
He was afraid that this Taoist in front of him was playing a trick on him.
"How to say?"
Chen Zhu smiled and said, "You seem to want to go back. Isn't this place good?"
"Now our dragon clan has just resumed taking body temperatures. If you make any achievements, you can be assigned some positions and enjoy the great fortune of the dragon clan."
"When you have cultivated through this infinite calamity, your strength will be able to be called the ancestor in the next infinite calamity."
"This place is great, there is an ancestor dragon here."
Yinglong suppressed his anger and said, "But I don't belong here. You know, if there is no me in the future dragon clan, they will only become food and cannon fodder among the witches and liches!"
He, or his existence, can bring a better future to the dragon clan.
This is a responsibility, a responsibility that you have to bear on your own without any support.
Once his pillar falls, the dragon clan... will become a thing of the past.
"Perhaps you should think about why the dragon clan is now supported by only you."
Chen Zhu said to him, "Is it because of your protection that there are no geniuses in the Dragon Clan?"
"You're talking nonsense. Without me, the dragon race will just be eaten. The disparity is too big."
The excitement on Yinglong's face began to subside, and he said with a hint of self-mockery: "So, you lied to me, right?"
"Although I like to lie, you are not yet a human being."
Chen Zhu's eyes were filled with loneliness and coldness: "There are no restrictions on the laws of the world in the future. Whatever you want, you can have it. The dragon race deserves to live like you."
"In this way, it is not necessarily unfair to be in decline."
Chen Zhu's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Yinglong.
"What do you know?"
He was very emotional: "Luck, our luck has been taken away!"
"Fate, my dragon clan has never produced another person with a noble fate!"
"Cultivation takes time. I am the only one with the highest cultivation level in my dragon clan. I am the Demon Saint, the Great Demon Saint. I have exhausted the resources and luck of the entire dragon clan to be able to enter this level!"
He has endured too much from the dragon clan, and now he is being mocked. To whom can he tell all his grievances?
"So you are a demon saint, but it's a pity that the gap between entering the Daluo stage and the late Daluo stage is too far."
Chen Zhu sneered: "Don't make excuses. With the Ancestral Dragon suppressing our luck, the Dragon Clan will not perish. There is only one reason why you are not strong enough, and that is - you are a novice!"
"How do you know that Zulong suppressed..."
The anger and excitement in Yinglong's heart were replaced by fear, and his emotions continued to fluctuate throughout the day.
"You are also a waste, just a few words and that's it."
Chen Zhu did not indulge him: "You said the dragon clan has no solution, I want to see if the dragon clan really has no solution!"
"Come with me!"
He stood up. The day had gone by and the night and the stars filled the sky.
Chen Zhu stretched out his hand and tore open the lower reaches of the galaxy, then grabbed Yinglong and stepped into it.
The next moment, the bone jade bamboo in the galaxy turned into a small boat, carrying them to a river of light.
This is the strength of the Wuji realm.
Transcendence of the world, Chen Zhu’s time principle has reached this level, which is the beginning of his magical power.
The same is true for other principles, but the emphasis is different and the way of presenting great power is also different.
"time……"
Yinglong recognized the river under his feet. When the sorcerers and liches were fighting, they would always occasionally see this river.
He couldn't help but look back and wonder who this terrifying being was.
Although Daluo could travel through time, it was not so comfortable.
More importantly, there was no Daluo in the early Longhan period.
Yinglong’s cultivation is at the Daluo level.
Even though he is just entering, he is the only one in the universe. The closer he gets to the long river of time, the stronger he becomes.
When it was time for him to leave, waves began to rise in the river of light, and Golden Immortals were constantly seen being thrown out in the waves, and then immediately getting up and rushing back to the battlefield.
The boat swayed slightly in the waves. Chen Zhu observed the waves.
Through the river of light, one can see an extremely huge giant. The river of light only reaches up to the waist, and it is constantly hitting an ancient bell.
When the huge bell swung, even the river would stop, forming a terrible barrier.
Chen Zhu saw that some Daluo beings upstream and downstream seemed to want to pass through, but they were unable to pass through the barrier and could only wait for the river of light to subside.
Those beings can look at each other and even talk to each other, and their power is immeasurable.
They are mythical figures.
"Still fighting."
There was fear in Yinglong's eyes, and every collision was enough to kill him thousands of times.
The confrontation between the innate treasure and Pangu's true body was too terrifying.
He was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that after his death, the dragon clan would no longer have a supporter.
Daluo is immortal and will return one day, however, that will be when something unexpected happens to your opponent and he is unable to stop you.
Otherwise, any means can make the distance between you and return infinitely far away.
"interesting."
Chen Zhu was also changing at this time.
The downstream of time does not belong to him.
His strength at this time is at the boundless level, but the closer he gets to the era of the Lich, the stronger he becomes.
From this we can see that in the future he will at least be as good as Ronaldinho.
As time went by, Chen Zhu's strength became more and more terrifying, and soon surpassed the Wuji realm.
This was another kind of feeling. At this moment, he felt that he was indestructible, as if he had become a golden body.
But soon, he crossed this realm and had a special feeling again.
Time seemed to be his toy, it was his body. As Chen Zhu walked again, that feeling suddenly faded away like the tide.
He saw a pair of eyes.
Everything was solidified, including the river of light.
The eyes stared at Chen Zhu, causing him to frown. Then, he started to curse:
"You fucking want to stop it yourself?"
Such beautiful eyes, only I have them.
His eyes shook slightly, then turned to the other side.
Chen Zhu took a look and the dirty words in his mouth gradually subsided.
The laws of nature are merciless.
The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jie Yin and Zhunti, a total of six saints, were smiling at him under the Heavenly Dao.
"Come on, come on, just say what you want to say."
Chen Zhu looked at himself again. He was the only one in the universe, but he stopped himself, obviously he had something to say. It seemed that he was in the same group with the Three Pure Ones, but he had something to hide.
The Saint Taiqing held up the Tai Chi diagram and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist, we have told you hundreds of times, but under the Heavenly Dao, you will still forget it when you return. The gain will not outweigh the loss."
Has it happened many times? But in this case, Chen Zhu still believed it.
He can control the power of time, but he is not strong enough to retain those memories after returning.
"It's better than this."
The Great Purity Saint said, "A compromise is for you to gather your memories and come to the world, and we will not see them. How about that?"
"Whose idea was it?"
Chen Zhu looked over there, and his eyes nodded.
Oh, my idea.
"That's fine."
He agreed, and the next moment, the Heavenly Dao and the saints left one after another, but he himself was stuck at the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal, and did not continue to move forward to increase his cultivation and strength.
Yinglong was unaware of all this, and eventually landed in the primitive world of later times with Chen Zhu.
"Boom!"
There was a slight sound, and Chen Zhu looked back. Yinglong's body had become extremely tall and huge.
Daluo is always Daluo. Seeing Daluo is like seeing the ancient times!
The present world is more magnificent, beautiful, and complex than that of his time.
"Why are you the Golden Immortal?"
Yinglong turned into a human and frowned: "If you are not Daluo, your cultivation will never be able to increase to the Golden Immortal."
"But if you are a Daluo, why did your cultivation stop at the Golden Immortal level?"
"Little guy, there are still many things you don't understand."
Chen Zhu shook his head and smiled mysteriously.
He knew that what was happening now must have happened before, and even if he had done something about it, he wouldn't know about it now.
After all, you will forget it when you go back. This is a paradox. Time is suppressed by the laws of nature.
Just as the Father God suppressed the first immeasurable calamity, he suppressed the next five immeasurable calamities. Everything is inheritance.
Everyone has their own mission.
The present time is suppressed by the way of heaven.
By changing this method, he can also keep his memory.
But... Chen Zhu made a lot of money!
It was equivalent to him understanding the next realm in advance.
Jinxian!
At this time, he felt that he was pure and indestructible, and that every bit of improvement he made was valuable.
For example, if the original mana in the body is exhausted and needs to be replenished.
It is different now. No matter how you use it, your own mana will not be affected at all.
The total amount is always there.
And this is just one of the great powers of the Golden Immortal.
"Take me to see the current dragon race."
Chen Zhu walked in front and disappeared in one step.
Yinglong frowned deeply, because he did not notice this method.
It's like the magical power of Emperor Jiang, coming and going without a trace.
Following the scent, Yinglong tore through space to catch up, but his efficiency was undoubtedly much slower.
By the time he arrived, Chen Zhu was already standing on a mountain.
Below the mountain is the boundless ocean.
Chen Zhu raised his head and looked quietly at the sky above the ocean.
That is the fate of the dragon clan, lifeless and powerless.
"Unworthy descendants!"
He cursed and said to Yinglong who had just come up behind him: "Go call the dragons down there."
Yinglong did as he was told and asked Chen Zhu what he wanted to do.
"Meeting, what for?"
Chen Zhu glared at him.
It’s okay in other worlds, but if the dragon clan in the prehistoric world really continues to be like this, then he has no point in sticking around.
Just wipe your neck.
Yinglong roared, and the dragon sound spread throughout the four seas, and then one dragon after another began to move towards this side.
These dragons are colorful, and the noblest one among them is a golden dragon, who is the Dragon Emperor of the time.
The emperor among the dragon clan.
However...the dragon clan has always been named according to the number of people. The word "Emperor" proves that there are really not many dragons left.
"The more I live, the more I go back!"
Chen Zhu cursed, this Dragon Emperor was only at the Golden Immortal level.
After the Golden Dragon Emperor, the hundred dragons that arrived were Golden Immortals, and the remaining Xuan Immortals and Celestial Immortals were still on their way.
"Tell those behind to stop coming. Their cultivation level is really embarrassing!"
Chen Zhu glanced at these Golden Immortals, and these Golden Immortals were naturally also observing Chen Zhu.
He came together with Yinglongzu. It seems that the dragon clan will have another great general.
The Dragon King said happily: "Ancestor, didn't you go to fight the Wu Clan? Why did you suddenly come back?"
"Could it be that this Golden Immortal brother in front of me, the strength of my dragon clan has increased a lot, haha!"
"The dragon race's strength has increased significantly?"
Yinglong didn't say anything, but Chen Zhu spoke first.
"Bah! How dare you!"
The three or two kittens in front of him were really embarrassing for Chen Zhu!
"A mere Golden Immortal has greatly increased the strength of the Dragon Clan. Are you kidding me, you bunch of rubbish!"
He was so angry that he even started cursing himself.
What era is this? It was the time of countless calamities for the witches and liches, when there were as many golden immortals as dogs and Daluo everywhere. It was known as the most glorious period of the prehistoric world!
However, these dragons really made Chen Zhu laugh.
"How can you, a Golden Immortal, insult my dragon race like this?"
Upon hearing this, the Golden Dragon Emperor was furious: "After all, our dragon clan is the largest clan in Longhan, extremely noble, how can you insult them!"
He said to Yinglong, "Dragon Ancestor, this kid has no manners and insults the dragon clan. If we accept him, it will only make all the monsters laugh at us."
"Shut up!"
Yinglong's face was gloomy, and he apologized to Chen Zhu: "Old Ancestor, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
"I can't laugh."
Chen Zhu looked at them and said, "A bunch of little golden immortals, still talking about their past glory?"
He finally understood why the dragon clan's luck was so bleak.
It would be strange if you could revive yourself by clinging to your original reputation and lost glory.
There must be more reasons, which are deeply rooted and difficult to sort out at the moment.
"Let them go, it's annoying just watching them."
He waved his hands. If his current strength was not that of a Golden Immortal, he would have eaten it all. How shameful!
Yinglong had no choice but to do as he said, and the dragons still listened to him.
He had no choice but to leave in anger, and when he left, he did not forget to remind Yinglong not to accept him.
This person is obviously not an outsider, it is Chen Zhu.
"Is the entire dragon clan like this?"
He questioned Yinglong: "If this is true, I have to ask you about your responsibility."
"This is what pure-blooded dragons look like nowadays."
Yinglong admitted reluctantly, "I can't change it either. Take the Golden Dragon Emperor for example. He is a direct descendant of Qiantian Dragon Ancestor, and his bloodline is purer than mine."
"I bother!"
Chen Zhu spat and asked, "What about the other mixed-bloods? Who else is there among the Dragon Clan who is a Daluo except you?"
Speaking of this, Yinglong thought for a moment and said:
"The nine sons of Dragon Ancestor are all Daluo, but they are now a different tribe, not called the Dragon Clan."
Seeing Chen Zhu frowning, Ying Long said hurriedly: "There is nothing we can do about it. If they are also considered as dragons, they will also be liquidated."
"Departing from the dragon clan can also be regarded as continuing the bloodline of my dragon clan, and I don't have to bear the consequences."
"Okay, very good."
No wonder you didn't come.
"anything else?"
He continued to ask, Yinglong hesitated for a moment and said:
"Except for the Azure Dragon Ancestor's transformation into the Eastern Divine Beast..."
"Gone."
"Gone?"
“It’s gone!!!”
Chen Zhu asked him, "What is the end of the infinite calamity?"
He knew that there would be a great catastrophe in Longhan.
However, I didn't expect it to be so tragic.
"This is a secret. When I was born, the infinite kalpa had already ended."
Yinglong said to Chen Zhu: "But from what I know, after the Longhan Great Tribulation, the battle between the Taoists and the Demons ended, and almost all the top fighters of the three tribes died."
"The three tribes will pay for their sins by forever suppressing the destiny of the great wilderness to ensure the continuation of the tribe."
These were all rough, without any specific process, which made Chen Zhu look unhappy.
In the battle between Taoism and the devil, the devil was Rāhu, and it was obvious that he was no match for the God-killing Spear in the end.
So, no matter how hard the three tribes fought, they wouldn't be so stupid, right? Was there another pair of hands behind them? Or were there several pairs of hands?
Chen Zhu felt that it was unlikely to be a coincidence.
"Grandmaster, didn't you say there was a way?" Yinglong laughed at himself: "Look, is there any other way?"
The Dragon Clan was in such a hopeless situation now, and he actually wanted to see Chen Zhu make a fool of himself.
(End of this chapter)