Chapter 1876： Zulong Tomb (1/2)
”Since I said that, I will definitely do it. It is definitely a great fortune, so it is not too late. Let ’s set off right now. The dragon dragon is just a spirit body, and the dragon blood pool of the dragon tribe can create a real for you. If the dragon's body can be reborn and succeed, its strength is stronger than your current spirit body. I don't know how many times it will be stronger! You will have more room to improve your strength later! ”Long Shitian explained, he didn't postpone it because I promised that Long Yong, now it's just fulfilling the promise.
”At that time, I will send you to the ancestral burial of the ancestors. Whether you can get the recognition of the ancestors depends on your own good fortune.” Long Shitian said to Long Yan, who has been listening for so long, and still in Seems to understand, but he could only hear that it was good for him but not bad, and nodded with a smirk.
The crowd didn't say much, so they got up and followed Long Shitian to leave Wudoutang and head towards the direction of Dragon Blood Pond.
The Dragon Blood Pond is located in the center of the nine-turn nirvana tree. It is blocked by heavy arrays to prevent outsiders from breaking in. Under the leadership of Long Shitian, it quickly passed through the forest array. A strong **** odor came to the face, making everyone frown.
”This is your mysterious Dragon Blood Pond? It's too far from my imagination!” Nan Erming said with a frown, in fact, Dragon Blood Pond is actually a place where the ancestors of the Dragon race sit, and it is covered everywhere. The keel, the huge keel is like a mountain, and there is a small pool of blood in the center surrounded by the dense keel, and everyone is waiting outside. Only Long Shitian took the dragon to enter and came to the most central dragon. By the pool of blood.
”Take off all your clothes, go in, I will guide you into the Zulong tomb, remember, there is a black tombstone in the Zulong tomb, don't touch it!” Long Shitian told Long Yi, Long Yiwen Yan nodded, quickly took off his clothes, and tentatively extended one leg into the dragon's blood pool.
Long Yan slowly walked into the center of the Dragon Blood Pond. The blood in the pond was immediately excited like a living creature. He actually wrapped the dragon's body. The blood in the pool was extremely viscous. There was also a thick stench, but he did not show any dislike, but was extremely serious.
Eventually, the dragon's pan was sitting at the center of the dragon's blood pool, and a thick red liquid such as a needle and silk net adhered to his body. The skin on his body suddenly felt a burning tingling sensation.
”Close your eyes and take a rest.” Long Shitian said slowly, Long Yan closed his eyes, exhaling a long breath, trying to ignore the discomfort from the body as much as possible, letting the whole body calm down.
”The tomb of Zulong, I am the emperor of the Dragon family. Today I guide the younger generation to enter the tomb to wash the rafts, and I hope the ancestors will be successful.” Long Shitian ’s gesture changed constantly, and a golden token appeared in his hand. A striking dragon character, which is a token representing the identity of the Dragon Emperor, has been passed down from generation to generation.
With the advent of the golden token, the viscous liquid in the dragon's blood pool became more active, and it quickly climbed on the dragon's body, as if it would swallow the whole person.
The bright red blood kept climbing on the dragonfly. For a moment, only the dragonfly's head was exposed outside. After a while, the whole head of the dragonfly was covered with blood. Seeing a blood man sitting in the dragon's blood pool.
At the same time that the **** liquid was completely wrapped in front of him, the soul of Long Mao also came to another world.
There is only a vast desert in this place, the sky is abnormally dim, and the tombstones are neatly arranged on the ground, but the number is not large.
After a few moments, there were several tombstones, and several figures slowly emerged. Some were old bells, and some were still in their middle-aged appearance.
”Too vain, hasn't your keel been given to that little girl of the taurus ancient dragon race before? Why are you still out?” Another figure said slowly looking at the tombstone with the word taea .