Chapter 493 Dragon Ancestor
‘This…’
Ning Daoran frowned, realizing that he had entered an incredible realm.
The golden rope swimming in the air looked extremely sacred. When he scanned it carefully with his spiritual consciousness, he could actually see the exquisite patterns carved on the rope. These were dragon patterns!
It is recorded in the "Ten Thousand Treasures Map" that is widely circulated in the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation World. There is a dragon pattern imprinted on the golden rope, which is the legendary dragon binding rope!
The dragon-binding rope is recognized as a treasure of fifth-level transformation. Once upon a time, a major repairer in the transformation stage used the dragon-binding rope to truly subdue a fifth-level true dragon!
Therefore, if the cause and effect are connected together, Ning Daoran will figure it out immediately.
What is swimming in the air is indeed a fifth-level treasured dragon-binding rope. The dragon-binding rope resonates with the true dragon seal formation above, and the one he used the Nine Heavens Jade Dew to exhaust his mana The spiritual dragon is the weapon spirit in the dragon-binding rope!
So, what needs to be suppressed with a dragon-binding rope? What would it be?
‘Fuck...’
Thinking of this, Ning Daoran was horrified. He felt as if his neck was half frozen. He looked down with great difficulty and saw an old dragon crawling inside the ancient blood-colored restrictions!
This dragon is covered in blood and exudes an extremely ancient aura. It looks like its lifespan is running out.
Moreover, there is also something wrong with this dragon's aura.
The aura of this old dragon is actually only at the level of a fourth-order early-stage monster!
The dragon-binding rope is a fifth-level transforming treasure. It is impossible for anyone to use a fifth-level transforming treasure to suppress a fourth-level demonic dragon. This is no different from using an anti-aircraft cannon to kill mosquitoes.
Therefore, it can only be judged that this dragon was originally a fifth-level true dragon, but due to its end of life and perhaps due to fighting, it fell from the fifth level to the early stage of the fourth level.
Today, it is just lingering.
"Humph..."
The entrance opened by the True Dragon Seal Formation above slowly closed, and the old dragon raised his head and glanced up, with a pair of vertical pupils full of contempt: "You still want to lure me into the True Dragon Seal Formation. Suffering? I didn’t expect that you, a beast, are neither a human nor a monster. You are just a spiritual creature, yet you are so vicious!”
In the air, the dragon-binding rope turned into a ray of light and swam in the sky, paying no attention to it.
Ning Daoran frowned, feeling like he was in a dragon's den.
This kind of place is really not something I should come to in my golden elixir period!
……
But at this moment, a clanging sound came from the distance, as if someone was opening the giant lock embedded in the rock wall, and then, a figure floated into the cage where an old dragon was detained.
He was a middle-aged man, wearing a white shirt, with a clear face, and exuding the aura of the late Jin Dan. He looked somewhat similar to Han Liang.
A person's name jumped out of Ning Daoran's heart.
Han Dinghai!
This person is none other than Han Dinghai, the master of Fulong Sect on Longshou Peak!
"Junior generation, see Dragon Ancestor!"
Han Dinghai was extremely respectful. He was kneeling on his knees dozens of feet away from the old dragon, without daring to raise his head, and said: "Junior Han Dinghai, please pay your respects to Ancestor Long!"
"Finally here..."
The old dragon raised his head, with a calm expression on his face, and said: "Han Dinghai, what surprise have you brought to me this time? If it's just some foundation building period... don't come here to embarrass yourself. The taste of meat in the foundation building period is really not worth it. Mention.”
"Don't worry, Ancestor Long!"
Han Dinghai said in a deep voice: "How could Han do things so badly? The goods this time are extremely good. Long Ancestor will understand after seeing them."
As he spoke, Han Dinghai flicked his sleeves, and objects flew out of the storage bag one after another. They turned out to be the corpses of monks.
There are even auras left on the corpses of these monks, including the aura of golden elixirs.
"Long Zu, this time there are three golden elixir early stages and seven foundation building late stages. I hope Long Zu is satisfied."
"Hmph!"
The old dragon sneered, raised his hand and opened his mouth, and suddenly a storm of evil energy swept up the ten corpses. In a blink of an eye, all the corpses were turned into flesh and blood and the essence was sucked clean by the old dragon, not even the bones were left.
It's really hungry.
"Han Dinghai."
The old dragon was quite satisfied and said with a sneer: "Your Fulong Sect is known as a famous and authentic sect. The corpses of these human monks are used to honor me. Is this considered a righteous act?"
"Ancestor Long doesn't know something."
Han Dinghai bowed his head and frowned and said: "These monks are all tribulation cultivators, and everyone has to kill them. This junior traveled far and wide and spent a lot of time to kill all these people. Their corpses can just be used to honor the Dragon Ancestor."
"Hmph, you are very sensible."
The old dragon blew out a hot breath and said: "Han Dinghai, I know you are looking forward to something."
"Juniors don't dare!"
Han Dinghai hurriedly bowed his head: "The power of the Dragon Ancestor is boundless. It is a great honor for this junior to serve the Dragon Ancestor."
"Huh, no need to be so hypocritical."
The old dragon opened his mouth and spat out something, which turned out to be a golden animal bone, and said: "This is an attack method recorded in the True Dragon Treasure Art. Although it is not a great magical power, it is enough to be worthy of it." Your efforts.”
"Yes, thank you Dragon Ancestor!"
Han Dinghai was so excited that he put the animal bones into his sleeves and kowtowed again: "Since I have nothing else to do, I will leave first and won't disturb Long Ancestor's rest."
"Hmph!"
The old dragon glanced at Han Dinghai with one side of his eyes and said: "It's funny to say that I was imprisoned here by the god-transformation monk with a dragon rope. The original intention of your Fulong Sect was to suppress me, but you didn't want to Now the majestic leader of Fulong Sect actually takes the initiative to seek flesh and blood essence for me. Han Dinghai, do you think this is extremely ridiculous? "I think otherwise"
Han Dinghai said: "Our Fulong Sect has been passed down for dozens of generations. Today, it is no longer what it used to be. How can we still rely on the reputation of our ancestors? Instead of being gradually eliminated by the world of immortal cultivation, it is better to change our thinking. If we make friends with the Dragon Ancestor Obtaining the treasure will allow me, Fulong Sect, to regain its glory, and I, Han Dinghai, will never regret it even if I suffer eternal infamy!”
"Oh?"
Old Long smiled calmly: "What you said makes some sense. I am going to look at you with admiration."
"Thank you, Dragon Ancestor, for the compliment!"
"Remember..."
The old dragon's eyes turned cold: "Next time, I want to eat the golden elixir alive. If you can do it and satisfy me, it will not be a problem even if I teach you the dragon flame magic."
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"Huh?"
Han Dinghai trembled all over, his eyes suddenly full of excitement and greed, and said: "This junior will do his best, please don't worry, Ancestor Long!"
"Go!"
"Yes!"
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……
Han Dinghai left.
However, the old dragon did not prostrate and fall asleep again. Instead, he raised his head and looked at a corner above the underground space. The light in his pair of vertical pupils flashed, and he had discovered something.
With Han Dinghai's ability, it is indeed completely impossible to discover the existence of Ning Daoran.
But this is not the case with this old dragon. It is not only a demonic beast in the early stage of Yuanying, but also a fifth-level true dragon. Although it has fallen from the altar, a lot of its perception, soul and other heritage are still left behind, which is similar to Han's. When Dinghai was talking, Lao Long had already noticed that the smell in the air had changed slightly, and someone else had already sneaked in.
"That trash Han Dinghai has left, why don't you come out?"
The old dragon raised his head, looked lazily at where Ning Daoran was hiding, and said with a smile: "Do you want me to use dragon flames to force you out?"
"No need."
Ning Daoran swayed out of the concealed space of the Great Xu Yanshu. At this time, he did not look like a Ning San person, but a Jia Jia San person.
Since we are going to do something big, we naturally have to put on the most ruthless vest!
Moreover, everyone in the Immortal Cultivation Circle of Sangyu Kingdom has always believed that Jianjia San people are still in charge of Liuhua Island, so if Jianjia San people suddenly appear here, the trouble they may cause will be minimal.
After all, the old demon Jianjia has a reputation for being evil, and there are really not many people in Sangyu Kingdom who can touch him.
Those bosses in the transformation stage are too lazy to move, but in the later stage of Nascent Soul, they have to be wary of Shen Luoyan and the current vassal relationship between the two countries' immortal cultivation circles.
"Well..."
The old dragon fell into deep thought.
It glanced at the direction of the dragon-binding rope in the air, and then looked at Ning Daoran.
It was sealed here and could not leave this space, so it could not detect the space on the upper level, so that the old dragon knew nothing about the fight between Ning Daoran and the dragon-binding weapon spirit.
However, from the listless appearance of Dragon Binding Suo and the aura of the person in front of him, it was not difficult for the old dragon to deduce some clues.
"My little friend is confused..."
The old dragon sneered and said: "If I hadn't taken action with the dragon-binding rope weapon spirit on the upper level and greatly weakened it, with this spiritual creature holding me down, I might still have a glimmer of hope. Unfortunately, the dragon-binding rope is now It takes time for the power of the weapon spirit to recover. This little friend has ruined his future and is destined to become a delicious blood meal in my mouth. It is really a pity.”
"It's up to the seniors to worry about the juniors' matters."
Ning Daoran held the Qiu Shui Sword and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I just didn't expect that the water under the Dragon King Mountain was so deep. In addition to the white dragon, there was also a dragon that was about to run out of life and die soon. The Dragon Ancestor, tsk tsk, but I don’t know if there is any connection between the senior and the white dragon?”
"Have you actually seen that evil dragon?"
A strong murderous intent suddenly appeared in the eyes of the old dragon: "If it hadn't been a hindrance back then, how could my sister have no choice but to sit in this Dragon King Mountain? I pitied her generation of Dragon Kings, but in the end the essence of the dragon soul condensed became The thing that all the monks are fighting for, the majestic true dragon, has ended up like this. If I meet that evil dragon again, I will definitely..."
It turns out there is such a relationship.
Ning Daoran frowned. The white dragon who was hidden in the essence of the giant dragon king and had a mid-stage Nascent Soul Dragon Attendant was actually related to the old dragon in front of him.
This old dragon is his uncle!
For a moment, Ning Daoran's eyes became colder.
The white dragon was young and strong, and he was no match for him before Ning Ying. In that case, it shouldn't be a problem to beat his uncle, who is old and frail and has a short lifespan, right?
Besides, it was no longer a question of whether Ning Daoran wanted to take action or not, but that the old dragon would not let him go easily. In addition, the Fulong Sect was about to feed the old dragon with the flesh and blood of living people. This thing was too disgusting.
……
"Buzz!"
Ning Daoran raised his left hand, and a big green dragon appeared in his hand. His eyes were sharp and he said: "Fellow Taoist, Ning is not polite here!"
(End of chapter)