Chapter 1192 Scales

hiss!

The elder Scorpion was so shocked that he took a breath of air, his palms trembled, and the spell that had just condensed broke instantly!

how is this possible!

How could that race still have blood in it!

In the eyes of Elder Scorpion, he was stunned and unstable.

"Elder, what happened?"

A witch tribe noticed the abnormality of the elder scorpion, and hurried forward, asking in a low voice.

The elder scorpion closed his eyes, said nothing, but gasped slowly, calming his mind.

Is it wrong?

The Elder Scorpion still couldn't believe it, and carefully recalled the scene he had just seen.

The spell just released by him was incomplete and almost magical.

With his abilities, he only relied on some bits of memory left here to trace back what happened.

It is impossible to release the spell again and to see the horrible figure clearly.

He can only remember.

Can't be wrong!

Even if he didn't see the figure clearly for a moment, the breath from the ancient times was definitely not wrong!

Even through the years, the breath emanating from that figure still made him feel heart palpitations.

It was a throbbing feeling.

It's like the mouse saw the cat.

Even if you want to resist, you ca n’t resist it!

To his relief, the figure hasn't really grown.

The elder scorpion was gloomy.

He was still reassured, spreading his consciousness, and carefully searching and exploring the nearby Tsai, even under the scorched soil, the gaps in the ruins were not missed!

After a long time, the elder Scorpion shook, his body flickered, came to a rubble ruin, waved his robe sleeve, blasted a lot of rubble above, and smashed a large pit.

Then he bent down, took off his hat, and exposed a pair of green eyes, staring at the big pit in front of him.

There was nothing extra, just a black scale lying quietly.

Even if buried in ruins, this scale is still shiny and bright, without any slight scratches.

It was not until this scale was seen that the elder Scorpion was really sure that the race and bloodlines existed in the world!

Moreover, it is growing quietly!

This is a big thing!

Fewer main bodies erupted, causing great fluctuations in the Witch tribe.

But if this matter is passed back, I am afraid that the entire Wu tribe will blow up!

"Elder Scorpion, what's wrong?"

A witch stepped forward, leaned his head, and asked curiously.

The elder scorpion sensed a moment and closed up the scale instantly.

In this matter, he has no intention of telling the later generations of the Wu tribe to avoid causing panic.

"It's all right."

The elder scorpion calmly responded.

"Where shall we go next?"

The witch asked again.

"Valley of Dragon Skeletons!"

The Elder Scorpion originally planned to use the mystery of the Witch tribe to trace the breath left by the young master to see where the young master had been.

But since this happened, he can only temporarily change the plan, intending to rush directly to the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, resolve the matter as soon as possible, and return to Zongmen!

Without hesitation, the elder Scorpion ordered that the Witches stood up and left.

...

Three days later, the Valley of Dragon Skeletons.

The Dragon Clan is retreating in the cave.

The method of refining the gods in the Great Wild Demon King's Secret, the Yin God Chapter and the Yang God Chapter are all from the Dragon King of the Arid Sea.

Obscure due to some Dragon characters inside.

Prior to this, Su Zimo practiced slowly and stumbled.

But when I came to the Dragons, I learned the characters of the Dragons and practiced some basic breath exercises of the Dragons.

Practicing two more exercises is more effective!

In just 11 years in the Valley of the Dragon Skeletons, Su Zimo's cultivation has made rapid progress, and he has even reached the realm of returning to the virtual world!

On this day, Su Zimo was awakened by a sound of rumors.

He had already ordered that, if nothing big happened in the clan, no one could disturb him.

Now, since someone called him, what happened to the Dragons!

Su Zimo pushed out the door.

Long Xi was standing at the door, looking anxious. After seeing Su Zimo coming out, he quickly said, "No, the Witch is coming!"

Witch!

There was a gleam of cold light in Su Zimo's eyes.

The Wu clan came to the dragon clan at this time, it should be for the young clan master.

Long Xi continued: "I heard that this witch clan is powerful, terrifying and has a long history of fame. It is older than most elders in the clan!"

"Many elders are receiving them at the Dragon Hall and let you pass by."

"I know."

Su Zimo nodded and left.

"Dragon candle, you ...

Long Xi hesitated, and still urged: "When you reach the hall, pay attention to it, don't collide with this witch power."

"how?"

Su Zimo raised a brow and asked: "I am the young master of the candle dragon, and the witch dare to take action in this valley of dragon bones to kill me?"

Long Xi shook his head and said, "That's not true, you can rest assured that the Dragons will protect you, and many elders will certainly protect you."

After a short pause, Long Xi said, "It's just that after all, the Wu tribe has died of a young master and has a distinguished status. It's not easy to explain this. You may have to suffer a little and pass."

Su Zimo nodded, no longer talking, and went to the Dragon Dragon Hall with Long Xi.

It didn't take long for him to reach the entrance of the main hall.

Before entering the hall, Su Zimo felt pressure for a while!

On the subject facing the door, there are five powerful figures, elders from the dragon's five veins!

The five elders are all together, and we can see the importance they attach to the Wu people!

Among them, there is the vein of the candle dragon, the four elders of the candle dragon that Su Zimo attaches great importance to.

The other four elders were also familiar.

The elder of the dragon is the dragon bell.

Prior to this, he had wanted to persuade Su Zimo to surrender the two secret methods of 'Desolation' and 'Reverse Scale', but unfortunately, he did not succeed.

At this moment, Long Zhong's face was gloomy, but he glanced at Su Zimo coldly and snorted.

There was a figure sitting on the right side of the five elders.

This man is very young, wearing a blue and blue armor, with a gaze like a torch, a straight back, and a golden sword sitting there. He has a strong aura and can be almost flush with the five elders!

Young dragons like the descendants of Long Xi and so on, can only stand in this dragon hall.

And this dragon family not only sits.

And, it is second only to the five elders!

Because he is the first on the Dragon List, the only five-clawed dragon in the dragon family-Long Cang!

Opposite him, where the elders of the left hands of the five elders sat, an old man in a green robe.

The old man's hair was thin, with a white crutch in his left hand, his cheeks were thin, his eyes were deeply sunk, and his eyes were green.

The most obvious feature of the Wu people is their green eyes!

The darker the green, the more pure the blood of the Witch tribe!

Behind the old Wu tribe, there are twelve younger tribe of the tribe.

In the hall, the atmosphere was dignified.

Because, in addition to these people, there is a person lying in the middle of the hall.

It was just a dead person.

Master of the Wu Clan!

Let's sleep, good night ~

(End of this chapter)