Lord of Pets

Three days have passed since I returned to the Dragon Palace.

After a brief communication with the clone of the Fairy Dragon, Bai Wushang temporarily lived in a quiet room in the Great Holy Dragon Palace.

Things got too big.

From the invasion to the cessation, in just a few days, the Great Holy Dragon Palace, one of the top holy places of the Dragon Clan, was damaged by more than 60%.

This would be a major event that would detonate the Dragon Clan at any time and place, and would attract the attention and anger of countless holy dragons.

But this is just an insignificant episode in this incident.

The fake He Jiuyang, holding the Dragon-Slaying Emperor Sword, cooperated in the battle with the Holy Dragon Long Wuji and defeated the Judgment Dragon Rider Xuanyuan Hou.

Later, he sacrificed the blood jade of the ancestral dragon in exchange for the projection of the fifth-generation ancestral dragon, the Crystal Dragon, but was still defeated by Long Wuji.

The golden holy dragon blocked the door with its body, and the dragon Wuji broke through and stood back, becoming a half-step myth rarely seen in the world. One can defeat a hundred, including more than ten holy dragon kings, and the invincible appearance is still fresh in my memory.

Even more exaggeratedly, the appearance of the Ancestral Dragon Chariot alarmed the three Dragon Gods.

What came this time was not a projection, but a clone with the original will, and the Death Lineage fell into despair.

However, after clearing the clouds and seeing the blue sky again, the mark hidden deep in the bloodline of the little Zulong was finally activated. The awakened Death God, Long Zijian, took action with anger, instantly killed the two Dragon God clones, chose to sacrifice the Zulong chariot, and rushed to the world. Outside the door, go directly to the Zulong Ship and the First Generation to confront them face to face.

Soon, the supreme message echoed throughout the Dragon Court, telling everyone that the God of Death has returned to the ancestral dragon sequence. The fault is not with it, but with other dragon gods...

If you think about it carefully, the whole incident is indeed too dreamy.

The huge Dragon Emperor Island and the majestic Holy Dragon Palace cannot bear such a change. I don’t know how many holy dragons have been awake all night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Even the hostile ethnic groups have become extremely peaceful in the past few days, completely silent and unwilling to cause the slightest trouble.

Longting was in chaos.

From top to bottom, everything is in chaos.

Of course, this abnormal state did not last long.

Three days, just three days.

When the Fairy Dragon found Bai Wushang again and told him that the matter was basically under control and could be concluded initially, he was still a little incredulous.

The so-called control means that all the dispatched dragon cavalry and dragon species have returned to their original places and will no longer gather and stay;

All the Holy Dragons and Holy Dragon Kings who witnessed and participated in the fight at close range in the Great Holy Dragon Palace, including the five stationed Dragon Lords, a Judgment Dragon Rider, and their respective contracted beasts, have all been subjected to forbidden spells by the Dragon God himself. , make multiple similar oath powers to ensure that their secrets will not be exposed.

Especially Bai Wushang, compared to the small ancestral dragon protected by a group of dragon gods, and the half-step mythical fighting dragon god Long Wuji.

The rookies of the human race who were in the early stages of the Celestial Master level were simply too fragile.

Whether it is to protect the lineage of death, or to follow the extraordinary path of the Holy Son, Bai Wushang's identity is not allowed to be revealed, and no in-depth exploration of who plays He Jiuyang is allowed.

The so-called finishing is undoubtedly more troublesome.

A line of death, the emperor has fallen, the little ancestral dragon cannot come out, and even Long Wuji is stationed outside the boundary.

The survivors of the Twelve Dragon Souls, together with old members like the Dragon Bee Queen and non-staff heroes like the Ghost Dragon King, are destined to shoulder the burden and shoulder the mission of revitalizing the clan.

In the dragon prison, there are still some descendants of the clan surviving, and they will be released one after another and return to normal dragon families.

Their strength levels are uneven, but they should become the fresh blood of the Death Line, injecting new vitality into it.

But on the other hand, the inner and outer islands of Dragon Emperor Island, the Great Saint Dragon Palace, and the Guardian Dragon Palace all suffered heavy losses in this battle.

This is the fault of the Dragon God, and in theory it should be properly resolved.

But when it comes to ethnic groups, pet beasts, and deaths, sometimes there really is no perfect way to solve the problem.

At least Bai Wushang had heard that, except for the two dragon masters An Suyi and Foti, the other three who had been transferred and who had returned to seclusion were unwilling to interfere with anything in the Death Lineage.

The Fairy Dragon's original words were: "This change is a heavy blow to the entire dragon clan."

"For example, if the Death Lineage wants to return to the prosperous scene when Death was around, it is impossible to do so in a short time."

"The rest of the Dragon Court members who were affected by this can only do their best to save and make amends."

"Those who have passed away, no matter what camp they belong to, are destined to become confused accounts. If conflicts or hatred are buried because of this, then there is nothing wrong with it. There is no good solution."

"Of course, in order to prevent you from wading into muddy waters, both sides have already picked you out, so these have nothing to do with you and you don't need to worry about it."

"While this clone of mine is still awake, I will seize the time to cast a spell for you to resolve the toxin shackles in my body."

"good!"

Bai Wushang was touched and nodded heavily.

As the two-year period approaches, the protective power conferred by the life potion prepared by Yang Luqi becomes weaker and weaker.

The blood poison in the body becomes more and more greedy and terrifying as it absorbs more life essence.

It was like a poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity in Bai Wushang's heart, and just about to break out of the cage and give the host the final blow.

"boom!"

In the quiet room, the shrunken fairy dragon blew three whirlwinds.

Coated with three drops of translucent golden dragon blood, it was injected from Bai Wushang's eyebrows, neck, and heart.

In an instant, Bai Wushang screamed, and golden flames ignited his body, leaping to a height of more than ten meters. No matter how hard he fluttered, he could not be destroyed.

"The blood of brilliance is the power of heaven and earth. It has a miraculous purification effect. If you mess with the filth, you will naturally feel the pain of all insects..."

Bai Wushang didn't even hear the Fairy Dragon's explanation.

It hurts so much!

The blazing heat enveloped his body, as if he was in a furnace of divine fire. Not to mention his clothes, his shoulder-length gray hair instantly turned into nothingness, along with his eyebrows and fine hairs, all of which disappeared.

In the naked body, a sharp scream suddenly sounded, and Bai Wushang was seen rolling on the ground. His chest exploded with a bang, and crimson blood spurted out, turning into a blood-patterned python as thick as an arm, staring at him. The twisted eyes of hatred, neither escaping nor hiding, pounced towards Bai Wushang's head.

"Zizzizi!"

The golden flames burned even more fiercely.

Bai Wushang went back and forth between fainting and waking up. Through the only trace of consciousness, he saw the lower body buried in the chest, the upper body like a blood snake pouncing on food, the ferocious bloody mouth just opened, and three golden heads. The fire dragons came out in form, one held the snake's tail and pulled it out hard, another bit the snake's body and dragged it hard, and the other bit the snake's head by seven inches.

"Hiss-"

When he was dying, the blood snake stared at Bai Wushang, and in the extreme ferocity and unwillingness, his body evaporated little by little.

But at this moment, the fairy dragon flapped its wings and stood in front of Bai Wushang.

The void there was slightly distorted, and there was actually a pair of cold pupils reflecting the six-petal blood flower, trying to cross time and space and come down.