Chapter 2579 Ancestral Dragon Statue
Groan!
Suddenly, a vast dragon roar rang out from heaven to earth, roaring proudly for nine days, spreading throughout the entire land. Immediately, figures flew into the sky one after another, including the world masters and clan leaders of the Qinglong clan.
There were a lot of people, probably hundreds of them.
Zhuo Bufan also flew into the air, and as far as he could see was the palace in the center. The palace was emitting thousands of meters of golden light, penetrating through the clouds and mist, forming a golden sea of brilliance, exuding dazzling brilliance.
"Master Zulong summoned us, all geniuses, come with me." The deep and vast voice of the Qinglong Clan leader rang in the sky, and then streams of light suddenly flew towards the central palace.
There was a sound of breaking wind, and Zhuo Bufan followed everyone and flew towards the central palace, leaving behind a trail of light in the air.
In addition to the Azure Dragon Palace, countless dragon practitioners and geniuses in the Red Dragon Palace, Black Dragon Palace, and Golden Dragon Palace also flew toward the central palace.
The central palace is much grander than any other clan's palace, and it is filled with a sense of majesty that comes from the heart. Zhuo Bufan knew that this place used to be the territory of the Dragon Clan, but since the ancient war, it had been completely destroyed, with only a few palaces preserved. No other practitioners of the Dragon Clan were in this area, and only some strong men of the Dragon Clan guarded it.
this area. About two thousand practitioners gathered in the central palace square from the four directions of east, west, north and south. The square was extremely spacious and 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.
It shows how powerful the Dragon Clan was in ancient times.
Soon, a huge crowd occupied the square and was divided into four camps.
The Green Dragon Clan, the Red Dragon Clan, the Black Dragon Clan, and the Golden Dragon Clan are all clearly distinguished from each other. They are all led by the world lords and clan leaders of each clan with a large number of talented practitioners. Zhuo Bufan stood in the Qinglong Clan camp, his eyes passed through the layers of human silhouettes, and fell on the Black Dragon Clan camp, and then fell on a woman in a white dress and green clothes, with straight black hair falling like a waterfall on her chest, feeling To Zhuo Feifan's gaze,
The woman in the white dress also turned her head, and the two looked at each other, with soft ripples in their eyes.
"Lord Zulong is here, please keep quiet." A confused voice sounded, and some whispers in the square also became quiet. Thousands of eyes converged on 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. He was dressed in a green shirt and had an easy-going smile on his face. He did not have a strong aura fluctuation on his body. Just like an ordinary
old man.
Zhuo Bufan frowned. He could sense the extremely restrained and powerful aura and sense of danger from the old man. He moved his lips slightly: "I'm afraid this aura has reached the realm of a saint, 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 clan leader of the Golden Dragon clan. The old man stood on the high steps of the palace, his gentle eyes sweeping over the two thousand talented elites from all races in the square. Although everyone could not sense the energy fluctuations belonging to the strong from his body, a kind of respect surged out of their hearts almost at the same time. Worshipful
Impulsive, obviously everyone knows that Lord Zulong has reached the realm of a saint. "You are all the best practitioners selected by your respective tribes, and are the proud sons of heaven. Our Dragon Clan promises that every time the ancient battlefield is opened, we will let you compete for the Dragon Yuan and obtain the blood of the ancestral dragon. Now we have reached the final step." Zulongda
The man said slowly.
"I won't say any more nonsense. The Black Dragon Palace will fight against the Green Dragon Palace, and the Red Dragon Palace will fight against the Golden Dragon Palace. I will divide two areas for you to fight. The time will be three sticks of incense. Finally, the two people who have obtained the most Dragon Yuan will be selected to fight. The final battle.”
"You have handed over the Dragon Yuan to various clan halls in exchange for treasures, but the number of Dragon Yuan you paid has been recorded. Now I will give you the token and seize the token in the hands of others. The one who gets the most Dragon Yuan will win. "
The old man Zulong explained the rules without saying any too polite nonsense. As soon as he finished speaking, dazzling golden streams of light flew in the sky towards each practitioner.
Zhuo Bufan stretched out his palm and grabbed a token that was flying toward him.
The token is small, golden in color, and wrapped with dragon lines. It says the number of dragon yuan he harvested before: 460,000.
This final decisive battle was divided into two halls of melee. There was no prescribed quantity, but more Dragon Yuans were to be obtained within a certain period of time. In three sticks of incense time, the tragic scene of the battle had already appeared in Zhuo Bufan's mind. .
"You should know the rules. Of course, you also have the right not to participate and give up the opportunity to obtain the blood essence of the ancestor dragon." Lord Zulong said. In fact, at this point, most people have a clear understanding of their own abilities. For example, after coming to the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land, a guy who doesn't even have 100,000 dragon yuan in his hand naturally understands that he is at the bottom among this group of geniuses. ,Right now
Even if you participate in the final battle, the only result will be failure or even loss of life.
As a result, most people have secretly chosen to give up.
After the old man Zulong finished speaking, he brushed his palm through the void, and a golden bolt flew to the center of the square. The golden light fell on the center of the square, and two golden statues appeared, which were two young men.
There is a young man who is slender, tall and powerful, not angry but powerful. There is a statue next to him that is completely the opposite. It is a man with a short stature and an ugly face. His mouth is even a little crooked, making him look extremely vulgar. "This tall young man is the first generation of our Dragon Clan's Ancestral Dragon in human form. As for the one next to him..." The old Ancestral Dragon said here, paused, coughed slightly, and then said: "This is Statue of Emperor Shang, We Dragon
The first generation of the clan, Master Zulong and Emperor Shang were brothers. These two statues were also built by Master Zulong after he returned to the Dragon Clan. "
The faces of the human cultivators changed slightly. Emperor Shang was the founder of the Star Alliance and the most powerful man in the universe. Although he did not leave any portraits or sculptures, he would not look like the wretched man next to him. . The corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth twitched fiercely. He had seen Emperor Shang's back in the Ice Emperor's ruins. It was slender and straight, definitely not the thick-waisted and round-armed figure in front of him. As for the front, although he didn't see it, he could see it. Practitioners can change at will
His appearance... shouldn't be so bad. "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 'Qian' space, and the practitioners of the Black Dragon Clan and Qinglong Clan can enter, and the other is the 'Kun' space. , practitioners from the Red Dragon Clan and Golden Dragon Clan enter
enter. "After the sound ended, the statue of the first-generation Ancestral Dragon suddenly emitted a rich golden light, which hit the sky and turned into two majestic golden vortexes, with Qian on the left and Kun on the right.