Chapter 1057

"There are many important places of the Dragon family. In the middle area, the ancient God Spring you are going to heal is also here."

Long Yan pointed at the area under him.

Su Zimo's eyes turned and landed on a very wide stone platform not far away.

There are two divine dragons fighting on it, and each collision causes the void to tremble!

Both Shenlongs are scaly all over the body. Grasp the dragon claws, and there will be a huge and shocking wound on the body, and the dragon scales will fall!

The whole raised stone platform was covered with blood stains, some of which were already air-dried, and the stone platform was dyed dark brown!

The killing of the two dragons was extremely fierce, as if there was any deep hatred!

"That's the battlefield of dragon blood."

Long Yan looked dignified and said in a deep voice: "You have to remember that among the dragons, no matter in which area of ​​the dragon vein, conflict may erupt at any time!"

"Elders of the Dragon clan have never intervened or even encouraged the collisions between juniors. As long as you are in the same state, you can fight anytime, anywhere!"

Su Zimo nodded.

This point is quite different from the practice world.

Among the Buddhist monks' forces, emphasizing mutual assistance and love among the same door will not encourage the same door to kill.

Even if there are real conflicts and grievances, they will be in fixed locations, and it is impossible for monks to ignite wars anytime, anywhere.

In that case, I am afraid the whole sect door is all messed up!

The civilization of the Dragon clan, however, encourages the killing and collision between the same clan!

In this constant battle, you will sharpen your body and mind and make yourself stronger!

Long Yan said: "Of course, there are fighting conflicts in these habitats. Meta mysticism is not allowed to be performed, and dragon shapes are not allowed to be transformed."

Once the meta-mystic is launched and the dragon form is transformed, it means a battle of life and death!

Long Yan pointed at the battlefield where the two dragons battled not far away and said, "If you want to fight the battle of life and death, you have to go to the battlefield of dragon blood! On the battlefield, you don't care about life or death!"

Su Zimo frowned slightly and asked, "The Dragon race is rare and it is extremely difficult to reproduce. Do you want to stop this kind of battle?"

Long Yan said lightly: "If a race is afraid of life and death, timid and cowardly, even if there are many more people, it can only be enslaved by other races!"

Su Zimo nodded secretly.

In ancient times, if there were no strong human races who feared life and death, human races would not be able to escape the fate of being enslaved by all races!

"I'll take you back to the Candle Dragons first."

Long Yan said, the red-haired yin **** who rolled up Su Zimo came down to the red area not far away.

In the habitat of the candle dragon family, the temperature has risen significantly. Each building is engraved with many dragon-shaped flames, which are abnormal.

"Although this was ordered by the patriarch, after all, the elders had to agree."

Long Yan said: "You go to see the Elders of the Candle Dragon tribe in a while, even if you feel any grievances, don't talk nonsense, just stand back and just listen."

Su Zimo nodded.

After all, the Red Hairy Ghost has left the Dragon for 10,000 years. Even if he is alive, I am afraid that his words will not have much weight in the candle dragon.

Su Zimo temporarily condensed a mana body, put on a blue shirt, and followed Long Yan into the hall.

In front of the main hall, in the middle of the high position, there are three old men sitting.

It looks like he is not too young, and he must be gray, but every old man is mentally stunned, his eyes are bright and bright!

Between the eyebrows of the three elders, there was a touch of majesty, and at first glance it was the person who had stayed high for a long time.

On both sides of the hall, there are two rows of dragons, male and female, a dozen people in total, looking younger and similar to Long Yan.

"Long Yan meets the three elders!"

Long Yan stepped forward to salute.

"These three are the two elders, three elders and four elders of the candle dragon family."

At the same time, Long Yan whispered to Su Zimo behind him.

"Others, since they are still alive, why didn't they come back with you?"

The three elders in the middle looked dignified and asked lightly.

"The patriarch said, it's not time yet."

Long Yan repeated the excuses given to him by Red Haired Ghost, and said, "In addition, the patriarch said that he would no longer occupy the title of" Candle "and left it to the younger generation to fight."

"That being said, I can also choose a young master in the vein of the candle dragon."

"It's true that the selection of young dragons, dragons, Yinglongs, and dragons in this life has been decided, and we have not decided on the candle dragon."

Men and women in the hall began to talk.

The four elders looked kind and looked at Long Yan and asked with concern: "How about Long Ran, can the wound be healed?"

Long Ran is the name of the red hairy ghost.

"The patriarch seems to be in good shape, and the troubled elders are worried." Long Yan answered.

In Su Zimo's mind, he had a much better impression of the four elders.

With so many dragons, only the four elders really care about the red hair ghosts.

"What's going on with this boy around you?"

The three elders asked.

Long Yan said: "The three elders of Qizheng, this son is named Long Mo, and the blood of the patriarch is flowing in his body. He is regarded as a parent and child! Now, let me take him back."

"Well, he has a wound on his soul. Why is his flesh gone?"

The four elders saw at a glance that Su Zimo had only the Yuan God, the physical body was not there, but only the mana.

Long Yan took Su Zimo's physical body and said, "His physical body has been abolished by the half-human ancestors of the human race, and has no vitality. The patriarch wants him to return and go to Taikoo Shenquan to heal."

"Ok?"

The second elder felt the veins of Su Zimo's body and frowned suddenly, his face unhappy.

In the main hall, someone immediately stood up and said coldly, "This person's blood is extremely complicated. Even if there is a dragon's blood, it is not my candlestick family!"

"This kind of blood can only be regarded as a relic. It is not even qualified to come in here. I also want to go to Taigu Shenquan for healing. How is this possible?"

"The place for the healing of Taikoo Shenquan is rare, and we must not give such a hybrid!"

The words of some dragons have become increasingly fierce.

Long Yan stared angrily and looked around, loudly: "He is the son of the patriarch, why is he not qualified!"

"Oh, don't say he is just a hybrid, even if he is the dragon flame who died, he didn't want to go to Taigu Shenquan, he could go!"

A dragon sneered.

Su Zimo once heard the red hair ghost mention a flame.

It seems that he was right, Long Yan should be the son of the red hair ghost, but unfortunately he has died.

I don't know if it has anything to do with the catastrophe ten thousand years ago.

Another Dragon Girl said: "Even if he is the son of Dragon Burn, he is not the young master of our candle dragon. Why go to Taigu Shenquan!"

For these dragons, it is extremely reluctant to accept such a bloodline outsider.

Not to mention, let him go to Taikoo Shenquan to heal.

The situation facing Su Zimo is more difficult than initially thought.

Not to mention Long Yan, I'm afraid that the Red Hairy Ghost comes back in person.

(End of this chapter)