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C9 disillusionment

Ao Lie's heart received a huge blow, he couldn't help but think, although the dragon race's position was still revered, it had never recovered from the glory of the Primordial Divine Dragon era. Now that the dragons were split into four seas and the hearts of the crowd were unfocused, what could he do to save the gradually declining clan?

The Qiong Qi covered the wound in shock, and angrily shouted, "You! You have clearly been dead for ten thousand years, and are only a remnant of a soul. How can you still have such a strong power?!"

The Primordial Divine Dragon coldly did not answer, but its five claws continued to viciously strike!

The Qiong Qi from ten thousand years ago was also incomparably vicious, but she didn't dare to go against the Dragon Clan's extreme protective ability. Their tyrannical strength and relentless ruthlessness were enough to make the Dragon Clan very famous.

Qiong Qi had never dared to provoke the dragon clan. She didn't know the true strength of the dragon clan. She couldn't believe that they had underestimated the strength of the dragon clan! It wasn't the strength of the Ancient Dragon Clan!

He didn't even need to protect the wound anymore. The Primordial Divine Dragon could scratch its back and take advantage of the Ancient Divine Dragon's bending body to turn around and crush the Primordial Divine Dragon beneath him. Its thick claws had suddenly pierced into the Primordial Divine Dragon's body by more than three inches!

The Primordial Divine Dragon's face slightly changed, but it was still calm as it began to fight with the Qiong Qi.

Ao Lie and Zhu Zhao were still able to read excitedly at the start, and the more they read, the more they felt that something was off.

How did the Qiong Qi slowly gain the upper hand?

When the Qiong Qi tore apart the Primordial Divine Dragon's chest with a single swipe, Ao Lie could no longer hold back and shouted loudly, "Ancestor!"

The ancient divine dragon coughed twice. A wisp of blood flowed along the sea water and fused into it.

Zhu Zhao saw it, Ao Lie saw it too.

An ancient sigh sounded by the side of his ear. Ao Lie was in a trance for a long time before he finally realized that this was the secret passed down by the ancestor.

It is correct. I have already been dead for ten thousand years, and am only a remnant of a soul. Although I can still fight against it, I am unable to reclaim it.

"Grandson, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect the dragon race!"

Ao Lie's eyes grew hot, he did not know he was crying, and choked with sobs, "Ancestor, you are the ancestor of the dragon race, an ancestor of the dragon race that has existed for tens of thousands of years. Without you, there would not be a dragon, how would we dare to blame our ancestors?"

The Primordial Divine Dragon was silent for a long time.

"The dragon race's glory that lasts for 10,000 years is finally going to be extinguished."

As he finished speaking, the Primordial Divine Dragon no longer had the strength to face the growing Qiong Qi.

It looked deeply at Ao Lie, and its enormous body suddenly turned into a cluster of extremely thin white colored sword light, bringing with it the last of its radiance and power, and with the speed of lightning, it pierced through Qiong Qi's chest.

That was the heart of Qiong Qi.

Qiong Qi's arrogant expression suddenly froze.

His eyes widened as he looked down at his heart.

The Qiong Qi's defense was extremely strong, and only the heart was a weak point. And after ten thousand years of natural selection, the skin around the Qiong Qi's heart had evolved to an indestructible degree.

Who would have thought that the beam of light formed by the ancient divine dragon would be able to directly pierce through his heart, leaving behind a needle-sized wound!

The Qiong Qi's huge body swayed and fell to the ground with a thud, shaking the entire western sea.

Looking at his appearance, he was on the verge of death.

However, in the end, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

The remnant soul of an ancient divine dragon had ultimately injured its enemy with the strength of 800 to 1000, severely injuring Qiong Qi.

His soul had vanished into the waters of the Western Sea ? without a trace ?

Ao Lie's eyes were filled with tears as he kneeled down and shouted, "Ancestor!"

After a few moans, he bent down and kowtowed three times.

After they finished, the white dragon sword had no idea where it came from. Although it was still sharp, it no longer had the arrogance of a dragon.

This sword, from now on, was only an ordinary treasured sword.

Zhu Zhao stood still and pulled Ao Lie up, and after handing the white dragon sword to him, he said softly: "The Divine Dragon passed away to protect our children, I presume he was willing to do so."

Ao Lie placed his hand on Zhu Zhao's shoulder and said tiredly: "You have to call for ancestor."

Zhu Zhao was startled, Flood Dragons were just an extremely distant branch of the Dragon Clan that were extremely respectful and orderly, how could he and the True Dragon Clan call out the ancestors together?

It was just that at this moment, his energy had been completely drained. He was too tired to even stand, so he couldn't be bothered to ask any further.

The Qiong Qi was so heavily injured that she was at her last breath, and had no time to care about them. Now that she had suddenly relaxed, Zhu Zhao and Yue Yang felt a sharp pain on their bodies, as if they had been smashed countless of times by a heavy hammer.

Ao Lie forced out a smile, "Today's suffering, you have truly suffered for nothing. I, Ao Lie, will remember your kindness."

Zhu Zhao's face was a little hot. Just as he was about to say something, he frowned and suddenly grabbed onto Ao Lie and spun backwards, subconsciously blocking in front of Ao Lie!

With a "puchi", Zhu Zhao's chest became bigger. A trace of blood splashed out in front of him like a broken kite. He was sent flying by the attack from an unknown force.

Ao Lie's smile froze on his face, he turned his head in shock, only to see a black shadow flying away quickly.

Ao Lie immediately held Zhu Zhao up, and checked his situation.

What made Ao Lie anxious was that Zhu Zhao was already unconscious from the attack, so the only thing he could do was bring him back to recuperate. That way, he would miss the chance to seize the person who attacked him!

Taking a deep breath, Ao Lie carried Zhu Zhao as the sounds of a great army charging towards them echoed in his ears.

The ocean water rippled, and Ao Lie saw that it was an army brought by the Wyrm King with a single glance.

When his ally arrived, Ao Lie completely relaxed his tensed nerves and silently cursed how late his arrival was.

Wyrm King's expression was anxious, he swept a glance at the situation in front of him and asked with astonishment: "Third Prince, was it you who single-handedly defeated the Qiong Qi beast?!"

Without waiting for Ao Lie's reply, the Wyrm King began to flatter him. "The Third Prince is indeed worthy of being the strongest member of the younger generation in the Four Seas, to actually be able to fight against an evil beast like this! This old official is truly impressed! "I'm impressed!"

Ao Lie's face became ugly, "Wyrm King, can't you see that your own son is already at the brink of death? You're still in the mood to bullsh * t here?! "

Wyrm King paused for a moment, his gaze did not reveal anything as he looked at Zhu Zhao's pale face, he hid the disgust in his eyes and waved his hands indifferently.

"Forget it, let this crown prince do it." Ao Lie's face was expressionless, and he did not speak any further. He turned and brought Zhu Zhao towards the entrance of the Flood Dragon's Palace.

When Ao Lie's figure disappeared into the distance, the Wyrm King then ordered his unwavering opponent, "Go, guard Qiong Qi for this king and send someone to West Sea Dragon Palace to deliver a letter saying that Qiong Qi has been subdued by the Third Prince. The Dragon race's people ask the god to come down and seal Qiong Qi again."

The subordinate took the letter and left, but Wyrm King's expression became more and more unsightly.

With a fierce, low curse, he said, "I didn't expect you to be so lucky. Qiong Qi can't even kill you. It looks like I have no choice but to think of something else!"

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