I was a little confused.

I was really confused. According to the principles, the people in Baitoushan were speaking fresh words, and I couldn't understand them at all, but I didn't know what was going on. When they were talking, the map of the dragon vein and the country was only wandering in front of me. It was like subtitles, and it appeared in front of me, making me barely understand the other person's words.

Well……

Yes, he also absorbed the remnant soul of the black dragon. Song Jiahuan is a pair of wings flying in the sky, and Hao Chen is covered in scales, rushing around without any hidden worries. When it is my turn, he is actually a synchronous translator.

Well, although it is not very useful, I can only accept it.

The joining of Baitou Mountain made the falcons fighting in the Dragon Tomb immediately stop fighting with us. Both sides retreated to their respective sides and kept a distance. Then they saw more than a dozen masters from Baitou Mountain jumping down from the ten-meter platform, and then a rope fell from above, and people kept climbing down like ants.

I don’t know how Baitou Mountain got rid of Shi Lejie from the Dragon Temple and climbed to this level, but I knew something.

The reason why they were able to find this place was probably because they sensed the black dragon's aura.

Unfortunately, this black dragon with high-quality heritage has been divided up by the three of us. The ones left in this dragon tomb are just a lot of corpses, which may be used to refine magic weapons, but for practitioners, it is not a very strong help.

Of course, everyone's needs are different. For individuals, it is naturally the dragon ball in my arms and the three light balls with the memories of the black dragon's remnant soul, which are the most important, but for a group, it is a different scene.

These vast keel bones are the most important.

However, the wisdom of these real dragons is unparalleled in the world. Since we have chosen this place to be the dragon tomb, do we have no foreseeable view of the current situation?

Could it be that the cemetery was exposed to humans because of an earthquake?

It is said that the cemetery is the most dangerous, but apart from those gangs of Shi Lejie, I have never seen any calculations and power from the real dragon.

The people from Baitou Mountain rushed over, and I subconsciously retreated, with Song Jiahuan and Hao Chen protecting their wings on my left and right.

At this time, Song Jiahuan spoke and said, "Wang Ming, as the descendant of the dragon, we cannot let the remains of our ancestors be trampled by these humans..."

Ancestors, humans?

My heart hopped, and I turned my head to look at Song Jiahuan with wings, frowned and said, "What do you mean, aren't you a human?"

Song Jiahuan said without hesitation: "Yes, but we are the descendants of the dragon and have the responsibility to protect the tombs of our ancestors."

Hao Chen also nodded vigorously and said yes, we must fight to the death and never let them succeed.

The words of the two made me frightened. I stretched out my hands, grabbed their arms, and then began to use the Dragon Vein and Country Map to stabilize the two of them. Then I said, "Do you still remember Xiao Hai?"

Song Jiahuan said why can’t I remember Uncle Hai?

I said just remember, he was possessed by the Shilejie ghost spirit in the Dragon Temple, and he became like that, and he even attacked his brothers and brothers. This situation made me very worried about whether he would become like him.

Hao Chen said in surprise: "Wang Ming, why do you think so?"

We retreated to a bone deep in the depths. I looked at the clear eyes of Song Jiahuan and Hao Chen seriously, and then let them go, saying that you are so weird, what should I say?

Song Jiahuan also reacted at this time and said, Wang Ming, why haven’t you become a dragon person? Haven’t you been inherited?

I smiled bitterly and said I could.

Hao Chen asked with a look of surprise, saying, "What skills have you learned?"

I pointed to the Baitou Mountain master who rushed over with great momentum and said, "Do you understand the words of those sticks just now?"

Both of them nodded and said they understood.

I said this is not surprising, but the strange thing is that I understand it too, and the subtitles are all over the process...

Hao Chen's mind was a little slow, but Song Jiahuan reacted immediately and said, "Why did you suddenly understand the fresh words?"

I said it was not that I understood, but that what they said would appear in front of me like subtitles.

At this time, Hao Chen suddenly became excited and said to me: "Oh my God, I understand, Wang Ming, the inheritance you have obtained is different from ours. We have only inherited the power of the real dragon, but you have gained its understanding and understanding of the rules of this world. You are the big one!"

I smiled bitterly and said, however, it was useless. I would rather be stronger and perhaps be able to escape from here.

As he spoke, Baitou Mountain had already started charging towards both sides of us.

The Dragon Tomb is a treasure, a great treasure, and only the young master of Baitou Mountain deserves to possess such countless dragon bone treasures. As for the rest, they are all flea pests and they have to be eliminated quickly.

The Baitoushan group reached a strong sense of unity in this regard, and then prepared to eliminate all those who broke into it.

However, most of them don’t know what kind of enemy they are about to face.

First of all, the Falcon headed by Huang Han showed its power.

The man waved his hands, and the unrestrained dragon skeleton fire actually obeyed his call, flew from everywhere like a gust of wind, and then filled the road between them. Then the two Shilejie ghost spirits also appeared, and at the same time, the condensed version of the true dragon fire tongue.

One, two, three...

A total of nine hot fire dragons with the memories of the real dragon appeared in the air, and then swam around and landed on the ground and swept towards the vast Baitou Mountain troops.

Facing the fire dragons surrounded by fire, most of the Baitou Shanren showed a certain degree of panic.

They did not have a long history of dragon vein guarding family. Their understanding of dragon tombs was neither as profound as Tianchi Village nor the professionalism of the Jingmen Huang family. They wanted to drive them away with their weapons, or turn around and run away. Some people also tried to scare away these terrifying fire dragons with their fearless spirit.

However, nothing they did was of no use.

The originally groggy Dragon Tomb, because of the addition of these people, made the entire space bright.

Countless lights suddenly rose, and the main carriers of these lights were one fire people after another, and these living people had basically not existed for a long time in the world, and were determined based on their height and weight.

In front of these hot fire dragons, Baitou Mountain's numerical advantage has become less important.

No matter how many people there are, it is just adding firewood to this light.

Feeling the power of the fire dragon, the Baitou Mountain team began to shrink rapidly, and the accompanying masters did not understand nothing. Someone immediately stood up and arranged the magic circle to resist.

The Huang family in Jingmen has a thousand years of heritage and can actually control the Shilejie ghost spirit. In addition to attacking the Baitoushan army, there are two more that are flying towards us.

However, they still wanted to be one step away. This fire dragon was effective against the people of Baitou Mountain, but it was completely a delivery for us.

First, Song Jiahuan and Hao Chen took action without hesitation and jumped onto the fire dragon. The hot flames not only did not turn them into candles, but were conquered and soared in the sky with the two of them.

I climbed out of the head of the real dragon skeleton, and I stretched out my left hand without any gain.

The dragon vein and country map was running wildly, but a passing fire dragon was directly absorbed into my palm.

This method surprised Huang Han, who was originally the most proud, at that time.

What's the situation?

Originally, the Nine Dragons fought for the throne, but three were missing at once. Huang Han couldn't say anything about the pain. What made him even more depressed was that because of his fierce performance, almost 200 Baitoushan tribes were burned into fireworks. Although there may not be a few masters, it also caused the young master of Baitoushan to rise, and all his main experiences were concentrated on his falcon.

After forming a formation, these masters from Baitou Mountain firmly resisted the attack of the fire dragon, and then rushed towards the falcon step by step.

On the contrary, it was the three of us, and almost no one paid attention to it.

Fatty people are not made by eating them in one bite. They are going to chew this bone in one bite.

In this case, we gained a brief freedom, without much thought, just ran to the depths of the Dragon Tomb quickly.

The more I walked in, the more I felt the strength of the dragon vein, and I felt a little shocked.

The dragon tomb here is not long, and it cannot condense the dragon vein energy. Why does it give me this feeling?

I was confused, but before I knew it, I came to the end.

At the end, I saw two people.

One sat upright, his face was full of wrinkles and three beards; the other was lying on the ground, as if he was sleeping soundly.

When we walked up to him, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, looking at us, while Song Jiahuan, who was riding on the fire dragon, jumped down and shouted at the old man: "Uncle Wang Qi?"

Uncle Wang Qi?

When I heard this title, my heart was thrilled, and I knew that this person should be the seventh brother of the Wang Damanzi and my seventh grandfather.

But at this moment, I was already attracted by another person beside him.

Wang Zhao, Wang Erxiao.

The person lying next to him was my brother Wang Zhao. He was still alive, but this was not the reason why I was shocked.

The source of the dragon vein energy I felt was actually in this kid.

What the hell is going on?

Just as Song Jiahuan was about to walk to Uncle Wang Qi, he suddenly said, "Wait, don't come in, there is a magic circle here, those who enter the slut will die."

Song Jiahuan raised her feet in the air, her body stiffened and she didn't dare to move, while Hao Chen asked anxiously: "Seventh Master, where are the others?"

Master Qi smiled bitterly and his face turned bitter: "The others, the others... are all dead!"
Chapter completed!