Chapter 2579 Ancestral Dragon Statue

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Suddenly, a boundless dragon chant sounded between the sky and the earth, roaring proudly for nine days, spreading across the entire land, and immediately a group of people flew into the sky, including the realm masters and patriarchs of the Azure Dragon clan.

There are about hundreds of people.

Zhuo Bufan also flew into the air. As far as he could see, he was in the central palace. The palace exudes golden light, penetrating the clouds and fog, forming a sea of ??golden brilliance, exuding dazzling brilliance.

"It was Master Zu Long who summoned us over, and every genius came with me." The deep and vast voice of the patriarch of Qinglong resounded in the sky, and then streamers flew towards the central palace.

With the sound of breaking the wind, Zhuo Bufan followed everyone to the central palace, leaving behind a stream of light tails in the air.

In addition to the Blue Dragon Palace, countless dragon practitioners and geniuses in the Red Dragon Palace, Black Dragon Palace, and Golden Dragon Palace also flew towards the central palace.

The central palace is much more magnificent than any other family's palace, filled with a sense of majesty from the heart.

Zhuo Bufan knew that this place was once the territory of the Dragon Clan, but since the First World War, it has been completely destroyed. Only a few palaces have been preserved. Other practitioners of the Dragon Clan are not in this area. Only some strong dragons are guarding it. This area.

About two thousand practitioners gathered in the central palace square from four directions, east, west, south, and north. The square is extremely spacious and is more than enough to accommodate two thousand people. According to this scale, it can accommodate at least 20,000 practitioners. It can also be seen from the side. How powerful was the dragon clan in ancient times.

Soon, the mighty crowd occupied the square, divided into four camps.

The Azure Dragon, Red Dragon, Black Dragon, and Golden Dragon tribes are clearly distinguished from each other, all of which are led by a large number of genius practitioners by the masters and patriarchs of each tribe.

Zhuo Bufan stood in the Blue Dragon camp, his sight passed through the shadows of the black dragon clan, and landed in the black dragon camp. Then he fell on a woman in a white dress and blue robes, with straight black hair hanging down on his chest like a waterfall, feeling At Zhuo Bufan's gaze, the woman in the white skirt also turned her head, the two of them faced each other, and there were soft ripples in their eyes.

"Master Zu Long is here, please keep quiet, everyone." A vast voice sounded, and some whispering voices in the square also quieted down.

Thousands of eyes converged towards the palace in front of the square at the same time. An old man with white hair and long beard slowly walked out of the palace, dressed in a blue shirt, with an easy-going smile on his face, and there was no strong aura fluctuation on his body. It's like an ordinary old man.

Zhuo Bufan frowned. He was able to sense an extremely restrained vigorous aura and a sense of danger from the old man, and gently squirmed his lips: "I'm afraid this kind of aura has reached the holy state, right?"

Zulong is just a title, jointly elected by the four clans. The Lord Zulong in front of him is from the Golden Dragon clan and is also the previous patriarch of the Golden Dragon clan.

The old man stood above the palace's high level, his soft eyes swept over the two thousand talented elites from all races on the square. Although everyone could not sense the energy fluctuations belonging to the strong from him, they almost simultaneously poured out a kind of salute in their hearts. The impulse to worship, obviously everyone knows that Lord Zulong has reached the realm of saints.

"You are all the best practitioners selected by your respective groups, and you are the pride of heaven. Our dragons promise that every time the ancient battlefield opens, we will let you fight for the dragon yuan and obtain the ancestor dragon blood. Now we have reached the final step." Master Zu Long said slowly.

"I won't talk too much nonsense. The Black Dragon Palace is against the Blue Dragon Palace, and the Red Dragon Palace against the Golden Dragon Palace. I will divide two areas for you to fight. The time is three sticks of incense, and finally two people with the most dragon yuan will be selected for the battle. The final battle."

"You have handed the dragon yuan to the various clan halls to exchange for treasures, but the amount of dragon yuan you paid has been recorded. Now I will give you the tokens, grab the tokens from others, and the one who gets the most dragon yuan wins. "

The old man Zulong explained the rules, and didn't say any too polite nonsense. As soon as the voice was over, there were dazzling golden streams in the sky flying in front of every practitioner.

Zhuo Bufan reached out his palm and grabbed a token that was flying towards him.

The token is not big, the whole body is golden, and the dragon line pattern is wrapped around it. It says the number of dragon yuan he harvested before: 460,000.

This final decisive battle is divided into two halls of melee. There is no set number, but more Long Yuan must be obtained within a certain period of time. The tragic situation of the battle has already surfaced in Zhuo Bufan’s mind. .

"You should be clear about the rules. Of course, you also have the right not to participate, and to give up the opportunity to obtain Zulong blood." Master Zulong said.

In fact, at this point, most people have a clearer understanding of their own capabilities. For example, after coming to the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land, a guy who doesn’t even have 100,000 yuan in his hands naturally understands that he belongs to the bottom of this group of geniuses. , Even if he participated in the final battle, the result was only defeat, and even lost his life.

In this way, most of the people have secretly chosen to give up.

After the old man Zulong finished speaking, his palm brushed across the void, and a golden horse flew to the center of the square. The golden light covered the center of the square, and two golden statues appeared, showing two young men.

A young man was tall, slender and mighty. He was not angry but mighty. There was a statue next to him that was the exact opposite. It was a man with five short stature and an ugly face. He even had a slightly crooked mouth and looked incomparably wretched.

"This tall young man is the appearance of the first generation of dragons of our dragon clan who turned into a human form. As for the next one..." The old man Zulong said here, paused, coughed lightly, and said: "This is The statue of Emperor Shang, the first generation of our dragon family, Lord Zulong and Emperor Shang are brothers. These two statues were also created by the Lord Zulong after the Huilong clan."

The faces of the Terran practitioners are slightly discolored. The Emperor is the founder of the Star Alliance, the most powerful man in the universe. Although he has not left any portraits or sculptures, he will not look like the wretched man next to him. .

The corners of Zhuo Bufan’s mouth twitched fiercely. He had seen Emperor Shang’s back in the Ice Emperor Ruins. It was slender and tall. It was definitely not the shape of the thick waist and round arms in front of him. As for the front, although he hadn’t seen it, he could not. Practitioners can change their appearance at will... it shouldn't be so unbearable.

"Okay, this is just a trivial matter." The old man Zulong shook his head and said, "I will create two spaces later, one is the'dry' space, where the practitioners of the Black Dragon and Qinglong tribe enter, and the other is the'kun' space. , The practitioners of the Red Dragon and Golden Dragons enter."

After the sound was over, the statue of the first generation Zulong suddenly emitted a strong golden light, which hit the sky and turned into two majestic golden vortexes, with dry on the left and Kun on the right.