Chapter 2 Volume 2 Chapter 1181 Chapter 1230 The Majesty of the Divine Soldiers The dragon clan members all rushed towards the white light without hesitation or fear of death.
The dragons stared blankly at the scene in the sky.
The tragedy of this scene was destined to be engraved in their hearts forever. boom The body of the dragon tribe member hit the white light, struggling for life and death, and suffering from pain.
The white light only paused for a moment, but the castration did not change, and it still rushed straight down.
But the Jiaolong tribe paid a heavy price for this, with pieces of flesh and blood flying everywhere, and one after another, the Jiaolong tribe members died under the impact of the white light.
The life of each Jiaolong tribe member can only be exchanged for a sliver of stagnation in the white light.
Even though it is only a sliver, the Jiaolong tribe members continue to fight without fear or regret.
Just like a moth flying into a flame, life is burning, cruel and gorgeous.
Boom boom boom The white light continued to tremble, and the degree of stagnation became larger and larger.
The people of the Jiaolong tribe paid a huge price for this.
This was simply a massacre.
The blood almost dyed the sky red.
Too many people of the Jiaolong tribe died in this suicide. among.
The dead bodies could not stay in the air and fell towards the sea one after another.
Hee hee hee The sound of the molten lava melting the body was so terrifying that as soon as the body entered, bones were immediately turned out.
White bones emerged from the molten lava, like dumplings in a frying pan, and the scene was extremely bleak.
"don't want" The Dragon Clan's bodies were shaken wildly when they saw it, and tears welled up in their eyes.
The Jiaolong Clan's unhesitating sacrifice shocked them, and they felt deeply heartbroken.
"Don't die" Under the leadership of Zhenwu, the Dragon Clan people rushed down one after another.
They wanted to help Yangwu and others resist together.
"If we continue to attack, we must preserve the bones of our ancestors."
The madness of the Jiaolong people continued, and about fifty people bumped into them.
Their bodies quickly disappeared in the white light, and their faces before death were so crazy.
There is also a sense of peace in this madness.
Yes, An Jing.
Their abilities are limited and their bloodline is impure, but they gave everything for their beliefs and they really tried their best.
"Ancestors" The roars of many people suddenly stopped in their throats.
The Jiaolong tribe watered their faith with blood, and the bright red flower bloomed so brilliantly.
Although the white light is strong, when it eventually ends, the meager strength of each Jiaolong tribe member forms a torrent.
There is no need for the Dragon Clan to help, the Jiaolong Clan people have solved the problem.
Rumble There was a final loud noise, and the white light died in the extreme flash.
This wave of powerful energy was finally calmed down, and the dragon's skeleton lost the effect of the white light and fell normally.
The dragon's skeleton was caught by Yang Wu, who held it carefully.
To him, it was the most precious thing in the world.
His head had long been stained red with blood.
In the collision just now, he took the lead and rushed to the front.
He was immediately hit by the white light and his head was bleeding.
His superior dragon defense saved his life.
He was bounced away.
Yang Wuru held the shrine with a solemn and solemn expression.
He stepped on the illusory stairs and slowly descended to the island.
Floating high in the sky were the remaining nine hundred Jiaolong clan members.
The clansmen watched Yang Wu leave quietly, silently wiping their tears.
Many people's throats were already hoarse.
They finally preserved the bones of their ancestors, and they finally dedicated their loyalty, but the price of this faith was really too high.
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Looking down, the white bones on the sea are so terrifying.
They were once vivid faces.
Those tribesmen were laughing with them not long ago, but now they have disappeared forever between heaven and earth.
Ancestor, can you watch from heaven to see if your people really have God’s will in the dark world, and whether the fate of the Jiaolong people is doomed to be cruel?
The skeleton of the divine dragon was gently placed on the ground.
The dragon's movements remained unchanged, like an old monk sitting still.
Yang Wu trembled non-stop and backed away slowly.
Finally, he knelt down heavily towards the bones.
His head was buried tightly on the ground, and suddenly he was wailing loudly.
This cry was hoarse, with endless sadness, and with Infinite sorrow.
"Ancestor, have we finally found you?"
Yang Wu cried sadly.
The Dragon Clan people landed behind Yang Wu one after another.
Everyone was silent, with tears in their eyes.
All their arrogance was put down, and only the final touch was left in their hearts.
"Ancestors, five hundred of our Jiaolong tribe have died, a total of five hundred," Yang Wu shouted in a trembling voice.
Shenlong still stood quietly, never answering.
Shenlong died cowardly, but he sowed courage and passion in the hearts of his descendants.
"Brother, please don't cry."
A palm slowly rested on Yang Wu's shoulder.
This man grieved with Yang Wu.
Yang Wu raised his head and looked at Zhen Wu, as if they had traveled thousands of light years.
There was too much complexity and heaviness in his eyes, and his eyes were trembling.
The word "brother" expresses the dragon clan's respect for the dragon clan.
This time the Jiaolong clan has proven themselves, and no one can question the Jiaolong clan anymore.
For this sound, the Dragon Clan has worked hard for a long time.
Under the vulgar appearance of the past, they hide a proud heart.
The fact makes people sigh that the Jiaolong clan, the descendants of the Great Wilderness whose bloodline is not pure, are braver than the orthodox descendants of the Dragon clan.
The Dragon Clan people also descended slowly.
They stood beside the Dragon Clan people, and the two clans held each other's hands tightly.
From this moment on, they became true brothers, and everyone's hearts were tightly connected.
This is the end of a long journey to find their ancestors.
The process may not be a happy one, but the ending is finally gratifying.
The Jiaolong tribe got something that belongs to them, and their souls that have been wandering for thousands of years are finally at peace.
The power of faith controls everything, and the glory of their ancestors will continue to bring them strength.
The people of the two tribes worshiped the dragon's bones again and again, and then they dug a deep hole under Jiyan Island to let the dragon rest in peace.
Every movement is solemn.
This is a spiritual pilgrimage for the Dragon Clan and the Dragon Clan people.
Xiao Yunsheng fell slowly in the sky.
He glanced at Yang Wu and others silently, feeling filled with emotion in his heart.
His eyes turned to the other side of the island.
On that side, the grand occasion of the Red Flame Island was being repeated.
Dao Sect members were forging peerless magic weapons, and they sat cross-legged one by one.
Big Xiao was maintaining a column of molten water, which was filled with the most powerful essence and true fire.
Puff Peng Peng The bodies of everyone in the Dao Sect were constantly making noises, and their power was being squeezed out crazily, all flowing towards the Love-Severing Sword.
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Tianhua's face was filled with a look of madness.
Although he didn't make a sound, everyone could see a heart-rending cry from him.
The people of Daozong are still persisting.
Their forging started a few days ago, and now the forging is reaching its climax, and maybe the results will come out soon.
After struggling for too long, this time, the peerless magic weapon is finally forged, right?
The island is divided into two places, one is where the Dragon Clan is seeking their ancestors, and the other is where the Dao Sect is seeking the Way.
The power of the two faiths are flying in the sky, shining brightly
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