Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

"Only my dragon clan can resolve matters concerning the dragon clan."

"The Dragon Gate is indeed a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, but what it accumulates is not just the power of bloodline, but also the luck of our dragon clan!"

"If there is no luck, how can there be such a thing as a carp leaping over the dragon gate?"

The shadow of the Ancestral Dragon spoke softly.

There was a hint of melancholy in his voice.

The wheel of nature turns, repeating itself over and over again.

He never imagined that his own race would be trapped by the luck of the dragon clan when it was at its peak, and that it would be completely powerless to change it.

Before Lin Feng could ask, Zulong said quietly, "Back then, when I obtained the Dragon Gate, I was ecstatic. I felt that this was a backup plan that would allow my dragon clan to survive forever, so I bound the dragon clan's luck and bloodline to it."

"He even used supreme means to directly modify the foundation of the Dragon Gate and placed it here."

"The Dragon Gate that appears every year in the outside world is just a projection!"

"But I never thought at that time that all gifts from fate come at a price. The price of using the Dragon Gate is to continuously inject blood and luck to keep it running."

"Bloodline is not a big deal. If my dragon clan was still at its peak, even if a little bloodline was absorbed, it would be a small matter and would not affect anything. But luck is the root that truly affects the future of my dragon clan!"

"The Dragon Clan is defeated!"

The peak moment.

The luck of the dragon clan can almost cover the entire prehistoric world. The dragon clan can be said to be the most powerful force in the prehistoric world, without a doubt.

The dragon clan now can only hide in the four seas and dare not come out at will to participate in the catastrophe. They have long lost the pride they had at their peak.

and so……

All the luck that Longmen has to consume will be replaced by the power of blood!

The enormous bloodline power required truly changed the future direction of the entire dragon clan, causing them to fall into their current situation and even enter a vicious circle!

In just a moment, Lin Feng and Bi Xiao had figured this out, and couldn't help but feel a little compassion in their hearts.

Poor thing.

The dragon clan was once the dominant force in the world, but I never expected that today they would be harmed like this because of the backup plan they left behind!

There is even a feeling that the situation cannot be changed and there is no way to break through.

Even if the Ancestral Dragon was alive back then, with the help of the dragon clan's immense luck and bloodline power, he could only barely modify the Dragon Gate. Not to mention, now all that is left of him is a shadow left over from his peak period.

No wonder Zulong didn't help.

The fact that he can continue to guard Longmen here is actually a way to leave a glimmer of hope for future generations.

At least they can know the truth.

The shadow of the Ancestral Dragon rippled, and the aura on his body rose like the sun. His eyes were fixed on Lin Feng, but there was a faint light in the depths of his eyes.

"Youngster, now that I've finished talking about my dragon clan, let's talk about you!"

"I see a very familiar aura about you. What kind of skills are you practicing?"

Lin Feng frowned slightly, sensing a slight threat from the Ancestral Dragon's phantom, but he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he stretched his body and spoke, "I am Taoist Tianfeng, a disciple of the Taoist Master Tongtian, and I practice the Xuanmen's Eight-Nine Profound Arts!"

Although the Eight-Nine Profound Art is false, it is the most magical technique in the prehistoric world that is closest to the Nine-Turn Profound Art.

Moreover, if it is not explained in words or experienced personally with fists, I am afraid no one can easily recognize this method.

"Master Tongtian..."

"The Three Pure Ones from back then?"

“I didn’t expect it to grow to this extent!”

The shadow of the Ancestral Dragon groaned.

If he could live forever.

He was confident that what he could do must far exceed that of the Three Pure Ones!

But, the winner takes all.

After all, these guys are remnants of the old era, and it is a luxury for them to survive until now.

"You two youngsters, are you here to participate in the affairs of my dragon clan?"

"In that case, let me see what you two are capable of. If possible, I can send you to Longmen. You will know for yourself whether you can change all this by then!"

Now that he knew where Lin Feng came from, Zulong no longer had the intention to kill him. However, he was obviously unable to bear the waiting for who knows how many years, and after letting out a dragon roar, he rushed directly in front of Lin Feng.

The huge body became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a human form.

dead!

Lin Feng only saw the fist coming in front of him, and his face was slightly painful.

However, Lin Feng quickly made adjustments. He put his hands together, and the energy surged throughout his body. The Tenglong Whip, which had not been released for a long time, rushed out in an instant and directly tied up Zulong.

"What a strength!"

Lin Feng's magic power continued to surge out in order to directly suppress the shadow of the Ancestral Dragon, but unfortunately, it seemed to be of no use.

Back then, Zulong was known as the best in physical body among the leaders of the three major tribes.

Accompanied by the sound of shattering, the shadow of the Ancestral Dragon stood in the air, completely ignoring the formation and even the Tenglong Whip tied to his body.

"break!"

The shadow of Zulong chuckled.

The next moment, Lin Feng's Tenglong Whip seemed to have suffered a severe blow and was thrown out directly.

In a battlefield of this level, the Tenglong Whip is somewhat unqualified.

However, this does not mean that it is completely ineffective.

The smile of the Ancestral Dragon's shadow gradually began to appear.

"This is an innate spiritual treasure that carries the blood of my clan. I never thought it would fall into your hands!"

"It's just that this bloodline isn't thick enough!"

As he spoke, the Ancestral Dragon's phantom injected a large amount of red blood into the Tenglong Whip.

The Tenglong Whip is a rare treasure in the world and an innate spiritual treasure. It cannot be changed by just a few words.

But Zulong was too familiar with this kind of strange thing.

He had seen a lot in the past, and in recent years he has been constantly thinking of ways, investigating problems, and fixing loopholes in order to find a way to repair the dragon gate.

Although, he failed!

But from a certain perspective, he is also a real winner.

He modified the method of refining weapons and successfully gained a chance to modify his bloodline, but problems arose again.

Now, can the gantry really be modified? In what ways and how can it be modified?

If we modify the gantry now, will it lead to the same outcome as last time?

In the mind of Tao.

The light of the Tenglong Whip became brighter and brighter.

In the end, it even approached the aura of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

It is a pity.

In the crucial last kick.

Zulong put his hand down.

"What comes next is the real show."

"This Tenglong Whip is indeed quite good, and its bloodline strength is sufficient, but it just follows the wrong master!"

"What a pity, young man."

"You have such a deep foundation, yet you haven't learned how to use magic weapons!"