"This is! The breath of the five-clawed golden dragon!" The sound of shock was far and near, and a deep and thin old man came from the depths of the valley.

The speed of the old man is like electricity, and the doubles are more in the form of cash, and the level of repair gives people a sense of absolute power, but it is very fragile.

Su Yi gradually converges on the golden dragon, and his eyes fall on the old man.

The eyelids are hollow, the cheekbones are very high, and the dry body is like a dried bamboo pole. The face is life-like except for Longwei, and the rest is completely dry.

Trembling, panic, the old man saw the dragon token in the hands of Su Yi, involuntarily bowed down, excited, even the channel.

"In the next Jinlong, the sixth person, Zhong Yunkang, met the leading adults!"

Shake the dragon token on his hand, lifelike, Su Yi will take it back.

Laughing, this person actually knew that he was the **** dragon and not the dragon dragon messenger, and immediately nodded.

In this case, this person is the sixth generation, then Shangguan Tianchen should be the seventh generation, and Han Wulong is the eighth generation.

I am the last person inherited from the Five-Claw Golden Dragon.

“How old are you?” Su Yi stroked his chin and watched Zhong Yunkang being very old. The lines of folds were extremely deep and some doubts.

Zhong Yunkang got up slightly under the help of Su Yi, shaking his head and sighing. He said: "It’s nearly two hundred and sixty years old, but it’s been a hundred and sixty years in this golden stone land!”

Su Yi couldn't help but tremble with his eyes. He put his hand on Zhong Yunkang's shoulder and could feel that Zhong Yunkang's martial arts repair was constantly weakening.

The whole body meridians and bones and flesh and blood are losing vitality at an extremely fast speed. In addition, Zhong Yunkang has just used the mighty vitality, and his body has begun to be quickly damaged.

"How can only the Yuan domain be rebuilt?" Su Yi condensed his brow, two hundred and sixty years old, and has already broken through the limits of humanity.

The ultimate human genius of the Holy Peak, the Holy Grail, and the Duanmu Xiong, at the age of 100, can reach the peak of the Yuan Dynasty, or even half a step, becoming the absolute cornerstone of the first-class Zongmen.

The old man in front of him is the inheritance of Jinlong's blood, and only the Yuan domain is a heavy one.

The footsteps swayed, Zhong Yunkang was seated on a flat stone by Su Yi.

The murky eyes looked at the lush, golden and dazzling medicinal fields in the eyes, Zhong Yunkang sighed: "If there is no Golden Dragon blood and these dragon herbs, I have already disappeared in this day!"

Su Yi’s heart quickly sank, took a deep breath, and said coldly: “The white bones outside are the dragon’s people?”

Zhong Yunkang nodded and said: "The Golden Dragon eight generations, except the Dragon family, the two, three, four generations and five generations have no blood in the world, and my blood - Shanglong Village was discovered by the Dragon family!"

It was full of sadness and pain, and Zhong Yunkang told Su Yi.

In order to escape the pursuit of the Dragon family, Zhong Yunkang has been carrying the villagers of Shanglong Village for the first 100 years, and every time they go to a place, they will proliferate for a period of time.

After a fierce pursuit, Shanglong Village had to relocate again and came to Yunshan Mountain.

It is here that Zhong Yunkang decided not to flee, set up Jinlong restrictions in Shanglong Village, and reversed the meridians of all the villagers with Jinlongwei, and there was no stagnation of Jinlong’s breath.

I am willing to let the villagers of Shanglong not to practice martial arts, and they are not willing to be displaced and threatened by life.

After that, the strong person of the Van Gogh Palace was brought here alone, and all the bombs were at the expense of the limit of life.

Since then, his physique has not been as good as one year, and the strength of the original half-step is gradually degraded in one hundred and sixty years.

Su Yi’s eyes were dignified and he looked at the old man who was about to collapse.

If it is repaired to the realm of Yuanzong, Su Yi’s heart is clear, and the time for Zhong Yunkang is really not much.

"I didn't expect that the gods of protection in their hearts turned out to be their ancestors!" Suddenly, Su Yi looked at Zhong Yunkang's vitality of a little bit of loss, and his eyes turned.

"At the moment, Shanglong Village is in danger. Lu Qi came to see you yesterday. You are the reason, do you want to meet?"

Zhong Yunkang focused on nodding and dried up to the palm of his hand without any moisture. He said: "Lucci’s child has been here before, I taught him. But I taught a child, I can’t teach all children. In these years, guarding the dragon, I have already tried my best! Now I really don't have any ability!"

After that, the tears rushed, the kind of helplessness that could not protect the love of his heart made Su Yi feel the same.

Gently stepping forward, stand up and look at the lush herbs in the valley, Su Yi smiled.

"Well, just use the medicine you planted to save your life! On the dragon, you guard!"

"what!"

The dark and bitter face suddenly lifted up. In the middle of it, Zhong Yunkang saw a teenager in the glory of the light shining toward himself, and all the hair behind him was erected.

He, I heard, the rhetoric that I have never heard of for more than two hundred years!

Shanglong Village.

Longya, who returned to the village, was still mad, but still helped the old man to re-arrange the Golden Dragon ban.

When it is known that there are already strong people looking back and forth, all the villagers are in panic.

The whole village entered the state of readiness for war. When Yu Lao took Longya to look at Lurgi, he hurried out to arrange war preparations.

A group of children, all huddled in the home of Lurgi, one by one, bleak and desperate.

Lucci lying in bed kept seeing black and red blood, and the bones were all purple, and they were sick.

Qian Qian and Xiao Lan and other children kneel on the edge of the bed, turned around, a nose and a tear, asked Long Ya.

"Yuya sister, big brother has not come back yet?" Qian Qian licked her mouth and cried her eyes red and swollen.

With the finger count, six hours from Longya, there are less than two hours left.

Longya is also full of thoughts, the children's answer does not know how to answer.

After returning, Long Ya once criticized the side of the old man.

The place where Su Yi jumped at that time was the place where Lu Qi was looking for. There should be no mistake.

Standing on the edge of the bed, the eyes kept looking around at the end of Shanglong Village, whispering lightly: "Death is still not coming back! I have been talking to you for six hours! I dare to do so!"

When Huo’s move, Longya’s jade boxing was on the window, and the eyes overflowed with flames. Some were afraid and shocked.

"I won't be touched by the two old guys!" In the words, Longya was a little embarrassed in his heart, and he couldn't say anything more than his lips.

After thinking about it, Yi Yi’s own medicinal herbs are so magical, certainly not easy to be caught!

"No, no!" Longya put her fingers into her golden long hair and tried to move.