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In the deep black seabed, there is nothing but the sound of flowing water.It seems that there is a kind of silence, inaudible, invisible, and never reaching the end.

Duan Huichuan wasn't sure what happened on the water, but it was always dangerous for Yan Yijun to stay on it alone.

Just now he seemed to hear the sound of the torrent coming from another direction, like some kind of heavy object falling into the water?

Is it Yan Yijun, or that black dragon?

Not really, which disturbed him even more.

In any case, he had to get rid of the shackles of the Nine Heavens Binding Dragon Rope as soon as possible and return to the surface of the water.

But this thing is really tied too tightly, not only the superficial tenacity that cannot be broken free, but also some magic spells seem to be attached to the chain, which is specially aimed at the dragon's blood talent and thick-skinned physique, and continuously absorbs energy from the target. inspiration and strength.

Who the hell invented this thing?Duan Huichuan lay softly on the bottom of the sea and hummed weakly twice.

A squid floated past him, Duan Huichuan had an idea, and suddenly opened his mouth like lightning and grabbed its tentacles!

The squid didn't realize that such a strange human being fell from its own territory. Under the pain, it suddenly sprayed a large amount of ink, spraying Duan Huichuan's face black, leaving only two rows of teeth that were faintly pale. .

The squid slammed its tentacles vigorously, trying to escape this dangerous unknown black ghost, but Duan Huichuan insisted that Qingshan would not let go, and was dragged by the squid for a while, drifting forward in the sea.

At last it couldn't bite anymore, the squid gave him another lump of angry ink, retracted its tentacles, and disappeared into the deep water in a flash.

Fortunately, the diamond crown was close at hand, and the faint light gave him great encouragement. Duan Huichuan looked in the direction of the faint light, and he was only a few steps away!He gritted his teeth and continued to be a stubborn earthworm.

The long night has not passed yet.

At an altitude of [-] meters above the sea, a plane was passing through the bitter wind and rain, and was bumped up and down by the air current. The passengers sat uncomfortably on their seats. No one thought that the sky was still clear when the plane took off, and it would start to storm within a few hours. up.

They looked out the window nervously, none of them could sleep well on such a dangerous journey.

A female passenger leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder in fear, closed her eyes tightly, and told her worries.

The lover put his arms around her shoulders, comforting her carefully, until out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a dark red feather outside the window, and he was taken aback: "It seems that there is a bird outside, did the plane hit the bird?"

The female passenger looked at him strangely: "I didn't feel any impact?"

The lover stretched out his head to take a closer look, suddenly pointed to the window, and opened his mouth stupidly: "Yes... there is a parrot, it is, it is flying..."

The female passenger sneered and turned her head: "Impossible, you must have read it wrong... right..."

Zhaocai squatted on the wing, clasping the fuselage with its steel claws, and when someone noticed him, it tilted its head and raised its wings to the young lover.

Couple passenger: "..."

The chic Zhaocai must have never expected his master to be in such a mess now.

A sharp-toothed shark stared at Duan Huichuan, cruising around, trying to feast on it.

The distance of a few meters is just a few seconds for ordinary people to cross, but Duan Huichuan barely reached the crown after half an hour of arching his buttocks.

The hungry shark couldn't bear it any longer, opened its big mouth, and rushed towards Duan Huichuan, about to bite off one of his legs in one bite——

The moment the ring touched the crown, the rhombus-shaped purple diamond at the top was finally inspired, and suddenly fell off the crown, and jumped into the embrace of the ring excitedly!

A dangerous breath rushed towards the face suddenly, the shark turned around halfway, closed its mouth, and wandered hesitantly.

As the last prayer stone returned to its place, a soft chant echoed in the ring. In the dimness, Duan Huichuan seemed to hear the sound of some kind of rusted ancient giant lock opening, click, sounded in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness .

"Wake up! Wake up!" The hysterical roar, which had been silent for a long time, resounded in my ears the moment the seal was opened!

The sound was sharp and long, and the rusty spots on the chain peeled off, and an ancient and terrifying beast was released!

In Duan Huichuan's blood, it stretched its limbs wantonly, roared wildly, and jumped for joy, as if it had been waiting for countless years for this moment of freedom.

Four prayer stones surround the huge purple gemstone in the middle, and the rays of light match each other.

The radiant purple light bloomed in circles like ripples, dispelling the darkness of the nearby deep sea little by little, illuminating Duan Huichuan's body lying on the bottom of the sea, and also illuminating the back of the shark fleeing.

The light became more and more intense, spreading far away, exuding a gentle and soothing aura, bringing Duan Huichuan into its protection range.

The surrounding marine life was startled by the sudden intruder, as if intimidated by the faintly lingering coercion and mysterious aura of the ring, they all fled in all directions, wishing to stay as far away as possible.

While his consciousness was muddled, Duan Huichuan felt as if he was floating in a warm ocean.

The water flow is like the gentle hand of his mother, protecting and comforting him. Whether it is a weak fish or a deep-sea beast, they all run away in fright when they see him. He stretches his huge body freely and wanders in the endless big swamp .

Unexpectedly, he wanted to see the world outside Daze, so he flew up, leaped out of the water lightly, and easily got into the clouds, soaring through the clouds and fog.

The bright sunlight flows on the smooth and fine scales, as if wearing a long water-gold gauze, the golden light flashes and jumps on his body, and even the falling water drops are dyed golden, Beautiful.

He is entrenched among the clouds high in the sky and far away, overlooking Daze, and the vast ocean is dotted with pearl-like continents.

His long body was cruising around, and the flowing clouds and mist were broken into a deep trace. The wind, frost, rain, and mist would all lie down in front of him, and everything in the world would be trampled under his feet.

The feeling of looking down on the insignificant beings in Yundian was so good that he almost didn't want to wake up.

Far away, he seemed to see a majestic and tall tower, with countless hideous giant beast sculptures entrenched on the eaves. He looked around curiously for a moment, and then it was thrown into the tower like a wisp of mist...

When he opened his eyes again, he was vaguely still the boy of the past.

A hazy memory told him that yesterday just after the Lantern Festival, he made an appointment with his senior brother to meet under the big banyan tree at the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, but his senior brother missed the appointment, causing him to squat foolishly under the tree, waiting hard whole night.

Angrily, he rushed to the senior brother's residence, but missed again!They said that the senior brother is in retreat, but he doesn't believe it. In the past, if the senior brother didn't see him for a day, he would search all over the world in a hurry. How could he leave him and go to retreat alone!

So the young man returned to Sichuan and rushed to the depths of the sacrificial tower again, but no matter how much he called his senior brother's name, he did not hear the slightest response.

He hugged his knees and leaned against the cold wall and squatted in the corner to collect ashes until a pair of plain white boots appeared in front of him. He raised his head hopefully, but saw the solemn and rigid face of the high priest, pouted in disappointment: "It's not senior brother..."

The high priest's expression has been serious for ten years, like a sculpture carved out of solid ice by a painter. He lowered his eyes and looked down at Huichuan, his lips moved, and he said in a low voice: "Before the sacrificial ceremony, you can't meet."

"Why?" Hui Chuan stood up, although his face was still a little green, but his height had reached the high priest's ears, even a line higher.

"Because he is facing a difficult problem." The high priest sighed leisurely.

"What problem? I can help him solve any problem!" Huichuan looked at the other party confidently, and his tone was always taken for granted.

"Oh, young and energetic." The high priest squinted at him with a half-smile, and said meaningfully, "There are some difficult problems that others cannot help. I hope that after going through various trials in the future, you can still remember what you said today. .”

Sure enough, as the high priest said, until the Dragon Clan's sacrificial ceremony started, he returned to Sichuan and never saw Yan Yijun again.

He has to go to the closed place of the sacrificial tower to report every day, but no matter how long he babbles at the door, the only response to him is endless loneliness and silence.

"Senior Brother, I'm going back to Longyuan Daze tomorrow. They said that grown-up dragons can no longer stay in the sacrificial tower." Huichuan lay on the closed giant carved gate, with his eyes open and closed, secretly Ruo Ruo looked in through the keyhole, but the giant door was locked with a formation, and it was pitch black inside, so he couldn't see it.

"You promised to come to my coming-of-age ceremony, if you break your promise this time, I will be angry!" Hui Chuan lingered at the door for a while, but there was still no sound inside.

He sighed softly, and put down the bamboo lantern he made by himself during the Lantern Festival—he threw it away in a fit of anger that day, picked it up again, and repaired it again.

The coming-of-age ceremony and sacrificial ceremony of His Royal Highness Huichuan were held together.

After this day, he is about to grow into a real dragon, and he will no longer be closely guarded as a cub, but to him, it seems that one day less or more makes no difference.

After practicing in the sacrificial pagoda for many years, the amazingly talented man has already learned most of the high-level secrets of the dragon clan, and he has also learned how to transform into a perfect shape, hiding his small yellow horns and the dragon tail full of beautiful scales.

The only thing you can't learn is to get used to loneliness.

He likes to stay with Yan Yijun, likes to be held in his arms, likes to be reluctant to say serious words after being mischievous, and scolds without light or itching, maybe it's because of habit, maybe it's something else.

Now he is wearing a luxurious robe, surrounded by many merman maidservants, in the empty and cold bedroom, respectfully shouting His Highness the Second Prince.

They dressed him in a crown inlaid with gold and inlaid with jade, a belt embroidered with dragon patterns, and a lot of cumbersome golden hazel jade. Many figures were running in front of him, and there was a faint sound of noise and celebration outside the hall.

But he seemed to feel that the surroundings were empty, and he was alone.

Is Yan Yijun coming back to see him today?

I will, my brother promised.Huichuan comforted himself secretly in his heart.

After wearing it, he saw his father, the ruler of the Dragon Clan, the aloof Dragon Emperor.

He is extremely tall, and Huichuan has to raise his head to look at him. He has a tall crown and a wide-sleeved robe, and his whole body is surrounded by extremely condensed inspiration, like a pale golden mist, accompanying him as he walks, The sleeves fluttered.

In his memory, Huichuan's impression of his father was extremely vague, as if he was in the sacrificial tower as soon as he came out of the eggshell. The man's face was deep and contoured, his facial features were three-dimensional, and his expression was cold and calm.

It looks somewhat similar to him, but not too much, at least not like the silver-haired elder brother.

The first time he saw the other party, it was as if he saw the majestic mountains and the turbulent sea. The deep coercion and momentum oppressed him so much that he almost forgot to breathe for a moment.

The main hall seemed like time stood still, and the merman maids who were in a hurry to come and go just now were all kneeling on the ground tremblingly, not daring to vent their anger.

Only His Royal Highness the second prince, who was used to being domineering, dared to stare at the Dragon Emperor.

After a while, Huichuan blinked curiously, and broke the silence first: "Are you my father?"

The Dragon Emperor looked at him deeply for a moment with scrutinizing eyes, and said calmly: "Yes, I am your father."

"Father..." Huan Chuan chewed this fresh and intimate vocabulary, Xu Xu said it a few times, and gradually became happy, rubbed over, and hugged Long Di's arm, "Then is your tail the same color as mine?" ? I've seen other people's and they're all different from mine."

The merman maids watched His Highness's almost offensive behavior in horror, and a gasp was clearly heard in the hall.

"..." The Dragon Emperor accidentally lowered his eyes to look at him, and his eyes fell on the arms of the two people who were close together. The words of reprimand twitched on the tip of his tongue, and finally his heart softened, and he nodded slightly: "It's the same."

"Really?" Huichuan was so excited, he completely forgot his own identity, forgot the other party's identity, and forgot that this place was not his lawless sacrificial tower but the majestic and majestic Dragon Palace.

He took one of his father's hands, squatted down, and curiously lifted up the hem of the other's golden moiré clothes... Unfortunately, there was no golden tail inside, only layers of hanging fabric.

Disappointed, Huichuan patted his butt and stood up, hugged his arm again, and bargained skillfully: "Show me, just a little?"

Looking at the big sincere eyes of his youngest son, the Dragon Emperor was silent: "..."

The trembling merman maids wished they could faint at this moment.

In the end, the Dragon Emperor sighed softly, and took his hand: "Let's go, the ceremony is about to begin. After a while, you have to walk up to the altar with the holy ring in your hands. Don't be rude in front of outsiders."

"Understood." Hui Chuan nodded obediently, and let the other party lead him out of the hall.

He looked up at the tall father's back. The feeling of being held by his relatives was completely different from that of his senior brother, a little less intimacy and a little more admiration. He couldn't tell what the difference was, but he knew that the senior brother was different. .

He looked back at the Qionglou palace that was gradually moving away behind him. Is this cold and empty place his new home?

The sacrificial ceremony of the Dragon Clan happens once in a hundred years, and at this time, all the clans in the Longyuan Realm come to congratulate one after another, the momentum is huge, and it is extremely grand.

For thousands of years, no one has ever dared to make mistakes in the festival.

The proud Dragon Clan prides itself on its power, showing its magnanimity and mind. It never bothers to take precautions against and target a certain group, especially its defeated soldiers. Even if it is small for a day or two, the Black Dragon Guard who is like a copper wall and iron wall is enough to deal with them. .

In addition, due to some subtle considerations by some high-level officials within the Dragon Clan, the Wu Clan members who had been exterminated in name were not banned from entering the arena.

Holding the sacrificial box containing the holy ring in his hand, the second prince of the dragon clan walked slowly towards the towering altar. The long white jade steps were laid out under his feet, which could hardly be seen at a glance. high-level representatives.

He stepped up the steps step by step, the hem of his pale golden clothes dragged on the ground, a hazy halo flowed, showing exquisite cloud patterns.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, he is not stage-frightened and does not look sideways, as if he was born to be looked up to by everyone. Faces with different expressions pass him by. I searched for a long time, but I still couldn't see Yan Yijun.

Instead, he noticed a silver-haired man who had a face similar to his father's. His Youruo substantive gaze was piercing his body like a sharp dagger, Huichuan frowned slightly, and walked on his own path. Forget it in a blink of an eye.

Finally, he climbed to the top floor, and the strong wind on the top of the altar made his cheeks hurt.

Next, he only needs to place the holy ring in the center of the altar, and the rest of the priests will continue the rest of the ceremony.

Back to Sichuan heaved a long sigh of relief, thinking that the suffering was finally over.

To everyone's surprise, a sudden fire surrounded the entire altar menacingly, interrupting the rhythm of the sacrificial ceremony!

It was not an ordinary flame, dark green and almost black flames, gloomy and weird, almost covering the sky and the sun, the wind and the rain never extinguished, and it showed two words that made people hear the words - witch!

The Dragon Clan finally paid a heavy price for their arrogance and carelessness.

The stubborn remnants of the witch clan who are dormant in the dark have been hiding in the shadows for a long time in order to snatch the holy ring with the power of resurrection at this ceremony.

When the second prince stood alone on the high platform with the holy ring in his arms, the witch killers lurking in the dark finally showed their fangs one by one!

Why were they able to overcome the heavy defenses of the Dragon Clan and seize the right moment to stage an attack?

Why did the priests who were supposed to protect themselves on the high platform start killing each other?

He didn't have time to think carefully about the deceit when he returned to Sichuan, the black flames blocked the Black Dragon Guard who tried to come up to rescue him, so he couldn't count on it for a while.

In the face of many Wu tribe killers who surrounded him, he threw away the cumbersome sacrificial box expressionlessly, and put the ring in his arms carelessly.

Shifang Jinglei is held in his palm, and the blue-purple electric snake is floating behind him and galloping endlessly!

The strong wind was howling, and the leaden gray line in the distant sky was rushing in, and the dragons roared and chanted on the high platform. For a while, the sky and the earth were dark and cloudy.

The Wu people who besieged Huichuan were all ruthless and tricky. They might not want to take his life, but if he lost the holy ring of the dragon clan on the day of his coming-of-age ceremony, he would absolutely not agree.

During the battle, Huichuan noticed that there was a man in the crowd who looked very strange.

The man had long hair and a black mask, and he seemed to be attacking himself, but every time he was under siege, the opponent would always "make up for it" just right, allowing him to seize the opening and get out Mortal danger.

Feeling very puzzled in his heart, he tried to split the opponent's mask.

When Huichuan was struggling to support, the Wu clan on the opposite side never expected that this young second prince was so powerful that he was unable to make achievements for a long time.

Under the altar, the Dragon Emperor personally shattered the black flames in the sky, and the Black Dragon Guard finally got the chance to break into the high platform!

Seeing that this competition plan was about to fail completely, the person behind the scenes who secretly planned to spy on all this finally couldn't hold back and took action himself.

A hidden arrow came from nowhere suddenly pierced through the air!

The body of the arrow was cut from the spine of a dragon, engraved with complex and ancient witch spells, and the arrowhead shone with a dark green light, tempering the most tricky and vicious voodoo.

If the Dragon Emperor is shot by this cursed arrow, with his tyrannical strength, even if he does not die, he will peel off his skin, let alone a young dragon that has just grown up.

The dark arrow shot towards the second prince on the high platform as if he had eyes!

The sound of sharp arrows breaking through the defenses and piercing into the body clearly rang in Huichuan's ears. He stared blankly at the man who rushed in front of him, and with trembling hands, he lifted the black mask on his face.

The moment they looked at each other, the whole world was silent.

The surging purple lightning barrier enveloped the two of them, and the people outside were helpless for a moment.

Yan Yijun muttered with all the blood on his lips, and he touched the back of the opponent's arrow, his hands were dripping with blood, almost turning black.

What landed on his cheek?Is it raining?

It must have been raining heavily, if not, the other party's pale face was reflected in my eyes, why was it so blurry?

"Senior brother, why?" Hui Chuan called him softly, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly tell the difference.

Seeing that he was fine, Yan Yijun smiled weakly, as if he wanted to raise his hand to touch his cheek as usual, but remembering the poison on his body, he had to give up: "I, I don't want to..."

Hui Chuan hugged him, just shook his head vigorously, and said softly, "I'm asking you why you're late..."

Yan Yijun suddenly opened his eyes wide, the salty liquid accumulated in the red eye sockets, and kept slipping down, he wanted to say something, the Black Dragon Guard has already attacked!

Going back to Sichuan, he wanted to help his senior brother stand up. The moment he raised his head, there were many figures in his eyes, including the Wu clan, the Black Dragon Guard, the priests who came late, and... a silver figure hidden in the crowd .

Before he could open his mouth in time, a huge suction came from the reincarnation altar in the center of the high platform, suddenly pulling him!

Everything happened unexpectedly, his eyes were spinning, he saw stunned faces one after another in a trance, and finally fixed on Yan Yijun's expression that was almost collapsed in panic.

When he fell into the dark abyss, he seemed to miss a hand stretched out towards him, and the feeling of suffocation on the verge of death surrounded him...

On the sea surface at the edge of the Tia Islands, the movement like an earthquake and tsunami alarmed everyone.

The dark clouds in the night sky swirl like crazy, and the rain is getting heavier without any sign of stopping, which makes people wonder whether the heavens have pumped the sea water from all over the world into the sky, and then poured it down all at once.

The black-haired and black-clothed Yan Yijun stood in the air, frowning. Han Ge was held in the middle of the flame by him, and he also stared at the depths of the sea motionlessly.

He could feel that there was a tyrannical, tyrannical and majestic force gathering crazily at the bottom of the sea.

Gradually, the surface of the sea seemed to be lifted up by something, forming a hill-like arc. The hill became taller and more majestic, and the breath leaking from the bottom became more and more terrifying——

Everyone kept their eyes on, held their breath, and accompanied by a loud bang, the high-pitched dragon chant shook the sky thoroughly, echoing endlessly in this vast and boundless world!

A huge hole was almost poked out in the sea!Then a huge golden dragon broke through the sea and soared into the sky. Its huge body undulated like waves and penetrated into layers of thunderclouds!

The tumbling huge waves set off a terrifying tsunami, and the thunderbolts that had been accumulated for a long time smashed down in fury at this moment. The galloping electric snake was like a thousand swords and thousands of blades intertwined into a web. A boiling sea was smashed to pieces!

Dazzling lightning illuminated this side of the world as bright as day.

In the center of the sky full of lightning, the golden dragon slowly swims among the thunder clouds. The fine scales are illuminated by the lightning to shine like gold, and its majestic body is as majestic as a mountain.

The golden dragon is connected end to end among the clouds, dazzling and unrivaled, just like a golden sun!

Whether it is breath or gaze, it is instantly taken away by it, Zidian Qingshuang bows its head for it, and everything in the world surrenders to it at this moment!

Han Ge looked up deeply at its radiant figure, sharp claws like steel and iron bones, and laughed abruptly. The smile was full of sarcasm and bitterness. It turned out that the man was——

Five-clawed golden dragon!

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