Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1057: The situation is difficult
"The many important places of the dragon clan are in this area in the middle, and the ancient sacred spring where you are about to heal is also here."
Long Yan pointed to the area under his body.
Su Zimo's eyes turned and landed on a very wide stone platform not far away.
There are two dragons fighting on it. Every time they collide, the void trembles!
The two dragons were all covered with cuts and bruises, and when the dragon claws were caught, there was a shocking huge wound on the body, and a piece of dragon scale fell!
The entire raised stone platform is covered with blood, some of which have already dried, and the stone platform has been dyed dark brown!
The fighting between the two dragons was extremely tragic, as if there was a deep hatred!
"That is the battlefield of dragon blood."
Long Yan looked solemn, and said solemnly: "You have to remember that among the dragons, no matter which dragon vein you are in, conflicts may erupt at any time!"
"The elders of the dragon clan never interfere with the collisions between the juniors, and even maintain an encouraging attitude. As long as you are of the same level, you can fight anytime, anywhere!"
Su Zimo nodded.
This is very different from the realm of cultivation.
Among the cultivating sect forces, they pay attention to mutual help and love in the same sect, and will not encourage the same sect to fight together.
Even if there are real conflicts and grievances, it will be in a fixed location, and it is impossible for the monks to break out in battle anytime and anywhere.
In that case, I am afraid that the entire sect will be messed up!
The civilization of the dragon clan encourages fights and collisions among the same clan!
In this constant fighting and fighting, sharpen your physical and mentality and make yourself stronger!
Long Yan said: "Of course, there are conflicts in the areas of these habitats. It is not allowed to initiate the meta-mystery technique, and it is not allowed to transform into the form of the dragon."
Once the meta-mystery technique is activated to transform the form of the dragon, it means a battle of life and death!
Long Yan pointed to the battlefield where two dragons were fighting not far away, and said: "If you want a battle of life and death, you must go to the battlefield of dragon blood! If you are on the battlefield, it doesn't matter whether you live or die!"
Su Zimo frowned slightly, and asked: "Dragons are rare, and it is extremely difficult to reproduce. Don't stop this kind of life and death battle?"
Long Yan said faintly: "If a race is afraid of life and death, and timid, no matter how many tribes it breeds, it can only be enslaved by other races!"
Su Zimo nodded secretly.
In the ancient times, if there were no human race powerhouses who were not afraid of life and death and succeeded in succession, I am afraid that the human race would not be able to get rid of the fate of being enslaved by the ten thousand races!
"I will take you back to the Candle Dragons first."
Long Yan said, the red hair Yin God who curled up Su Zimo descended towards the scarlet area not far away.
In the habitat of the Candle Dragon tribe, the temperature has risen significantly, and every building is carved with many dragon-shaped flames, which are very agile.
"Although this matter was ordered by the patriarch, the elders must agree to it after all."
Long Yan said: "You will come with me to meet the elders of the candle dragon clan in a moment. Even if you feel wronged, don't talk nonsense. Just tolerate it and listen to it."
Su Zimo nodded.
After all, the red-haired ghost has left the dragon clan for ten thousand years, even if he is alive, I am afraid that his words will not have much weight in the line of the candle dragon.
Su Zimo temporarily condensed a body of mana, put on a blue shirt, and followed the red-haired ghost into the hall.
In front of the main hall, in the middle high position, three old men are sitting.
It seems that he is quite old and his beard is gray, but every old man is full of energy, and his eyes are bright and shining!
The eyebrows of the three elders exuded a touch of majesty, and at first glance they were people who had been in high positions for a long time.
On both sides of the main hall, there are two rows of dragons. There are males and females. There are a dozen of them. They look younger and are similar to Long Yan.
"Long Yan pays homage to the three elders!"
Long Yan stepped forward to salute.
"These three are the second elder, third elder and fourth elder of the candle dragon clan."
At the same time, Long Yan whispered to Su Zimo behind him.
"What about the other person, since they are still alive, why didn't they come back with you?"
The three elders in the center asked with a dignified look.
"The patriarch said, it's not time yet."
Long Yan relayed the excuse that the red-haired ghost gave him, and said: "In addition, the patriarch said that he no longer holds the title of ‘Candle’, and he will leave it to the younger generation to fight."
"So, I have to choose a young master in the line of Zhulong."
"Yes, the selection of the young masters of Canglong, Horned Dragon, Ying Long, Chilong, etc. in this life has been decided, and we have not decided yet for the Candle Dragon."
The men and women in the hall began to talk.
The four elders looked kind, looking at Long Yan, and asked with concern: "How about Dragon Burn? Can the injuries heal on his body be healed?"
Long Burn is the name of the red-haired ghost.
"The patriarch seems to be in good condition, I worry about the four elders." Long Yan replied.
In Su Zimo's heart, he had a much better impression of the four elders.
With so many dragons, the only one who really cares about red-haired ghosts is the fourth elder.
"What's the matter with this teenager next to you?"
The three elders asked.
Long Yan said: "Enlighten the three elders. This son is named Long Mo. The blood of the patriarch is flowing in his body. He is regarded as a parent-child by the patriarch! Now, let me take him back."
"Well, there is a wound on his soul, why is his body missing?"
At a glance, the four elders could see that Su Zimo's only the primordial spirit was left, the physical body was not there, but the mana was condensed.
Long Yan took out Su Zimo's body and said: "His body was abolished by the half-ancestor of the human race, and it has no vitality. The patriarch wants him to return and go to the ancient Shenquan to heal."
"Huh?"
The second elder felt the blood aura on Su Zimo's body, and he frowned suddenly, his expression unhappy.
In the main hall, someone immediately stood up and said coldly: "This person's blood is extremely mixed, even if there is a dragon burning blood, it is not my candle dragon clan!"
"This kind of bloodline can only be regarded as a relic. I don't even have the right to enter here. I want to go to Taikoo Shenquan for healing. How is this possible!"
"Swire Shenquan has a rare place to heal injuries, and we must never give such a bastard!"
The words of some dragons have become more intense.
Long Yan glared at him, looked around, and said loudly: "He is the son of the patriarch, why is he not qualified!"
"Hehe, don't say he is just a bastard, even if he is the dragon flame who died, he is not going to go to the ancient Shenquan, he can go!"
A dragon sneered~IndoMTL.com~Su Zimo once heard a red-haired ghost mention Yan'er.
It seems that what he expected was correct. Long Yan should be the son of the red-haired ghost, but it is a pity that he has died.
I don’t know, what does this matter have to do with the catastrophe ten thousand years ago.
Another dragon girl said: "Even if he is the son of Dragon Burning, he is not the young master of our candle dragon line, why go to the ancient Shenquan!"
For these dragons, they are extremely reluctant to accept him as a foreigner with mixed blood.
Not to mention, let him go to Taikoo Shenquan for healing.
The situation facing Su Zimo is more difficult than initially imagined.
Don't say it's Long Yan, I'm afraid that the red-haired ghost will come back in person, and he may not be able to reject public opinion, let him enter the ancient Shenquan!
(End of this chapter)