Chapter 1057 The Situation Is Difficult
"There are many important places in the dragon clan, just in the middle of this area, the Primordial Divine Spring that you will be healing, is also here."
Long Yan pointed to the area under him.
Su Zimo's eyes turned and landed on an extremely wide stone platform not far away.
There were two dragons fighting on it, and every collision caused the void to tremble!
The two dragons were covered with bruises and wounds, and when the dragon claws grabbed it, a shocking huge wound appeared on the body, and the dragon scales fell!
The entire raised stone platform was covered with blood, some of which had already been air-dried, dyeing the stone platform dark brown!
The fight between the two dragons was extremely fierce, as if there was some kind of deep hatred!
"That's the Dragon Blood Battlefield."
Long Yan looked solemn and said solemnly: "You have to remember one thing, in the dragon race, no matter which dragon vein area it is in, conflicts may break out at any time!"
"The elders of the dragon clan never interfere with the conflicts between the juniors, and even maintain an encouraging attitude. As long as you have the same level, you can fight anytime, anywhere!"
Su Zimo nodded.
This is very different from the cultivation world.
Among the powers of the sect of cultivation, they pay attention to the mutual help and love of the same sect, and they will not encourage the same sect to fight.
Even if there is a real conflict, it will be in a fixed location, and it is impossible for the monks to break out into a war anytime, anywhere.
In that case, I am afraid that the entire sect will be in chaos!
The civilization of the dragon clan encourages fighting and collision between the same clan!
In this kind of constant fighting, sharpen your physical and mental nature and make yourself stronger!
Long Yan said: "Of course, in the areas of these habitats, there is a conflict, and it is not allowed to launch Yuan Mysticism, and it is not allowed to transform into a dragon form."
Once the primordial mysticism is activated to transform into a dragon form, it means a battle of life and death!
Long Yan pointed to the battlefield where the two dragons were fighting not far away, and said, "If you want a battle of life and death, you have to go to the battlefield of dragon blood! When you go to the battlefield, you don't care about life or death!"
Su Zimo frowned slightly and asked, "Dragon clan is rare and it is extremely difficult to reproduce, so you won't stop this battle of life and death?"
Long Yan said indifferently: "If a race is afraid of life and death and is timid and cowardly, no matter how many people it breeds, it can only be enslaved by other races!"
Su Zimo nodded secretly.
In the ancient times, if there were not those strong human races who were not afraid of life and death, they would not be able to escape the fate of being enslaved by all races!
"I'll take you back to the Candle Dragon Clan first."
Long Yan said, rolling up Su Zimo's red-haired Yin God, and descended towards the scarlet area not far away.
In the habitat of the candle dragon clan, the temperature has risen significantly, and every building is engraved with many dragon-shaped flames, which are unusually agile.
"Although this matter was ordered by the patriarch, after all, the elders must agree."
Long Yan said: "You go to see the elders of the candle dragon clan with me later, even if you are wronged, don't talk nonsense, bear it down, and just listen to it."
Su Zimo nodded.
After all, the red-haired ghost has left the Dragon Clan for ten thousand years. Even if he is alive, I am afraid that his words will not have much weight in the Candle Dragon lineage.
Su Zimo temporarily condensed a mana body, put on a green shirt, and followed Long Yan into the hall.
In front of the main hall, in the high position in the middle, sat three old men.
He looks quite old, and his beard is gray, but every old man is full of energy, his eyes are bright and bright!
Between the eyebrows of the three old men, there is a faint majesty, and at first glance they are people who have been in high positions for a long time.
On both sides of the hall, there were two rows of dragons, males and females. There were more than a dozen people in total. They looked younger and were similar in age to Long Yan.
"Long Yan meets the three elders!"
Long Yan stepped forward to salute.
"These three are the second, third and fourth elders of the candle dragon clan."
At the same time, Long Yan whispered to Su Zimo behind him.
"As for the others, since they are still alive, why didn't they come back with you?"
The three elders in the center looked dignified and asked lightly.
"The patriarch said that it is not yet time."
Long Yan repeated the excuse that the red-haired ghost gave him, and said, "In addition, the patriarch said that he will no longer occupy the title of 'candle' and leave it to the younger generation to fight."
"So, I have to choose a young master from the candle dragon lineage."
"Yes, Canglong, Qiulong, Yinglong, Chilong and their young masters have all been decided in this life, and we have not decided on Zhulong."
The men and women in the hall began to discuss.
The fourth elder looked kind and looked at Long Yan, and asked with concern: "How is Long Ran, can the injury on his body be healed?"
Long Ran is the name of the red-haired ghost.
"The patriarch seems to be in good shape, I'm sorry to worry about the fourth elder." Long Yan replied.
In Su Zimo's heart, his impression of the fourth elder was much better.
With so many dragon races, the only one who really cares about the red-haired ghost is this fourth elder.
"What's the matter with this young man beside you?"
The three elders asked.
Long Yan said: "Report to the third elder, this son is named Long Mo, and the blood of the patriarch flows in his body, and he is regarded as a parent-child by the patriarch! Now, let me bring him back."
"Well, his soul is wounded, why is his physical body gone?"
The fourth elder could see at a glance that Su Zimo only had the primordial spirit, and the flesh was not there, but the mana was condensed.
Long Yan took out Su Zimo's body and said, "His body was abolished by the half-ancestor of the human race, and has no life. The patriarch wants him to return and go to the ancient Shenquan for healing."
"Um?"
The second elder felt the aura of blood on Su Zimo's body, and immediately frowned, showing displeasure on his face.
In the hall, someone immediately stood up and said coldly: "This person's blood is extremely mixed, even if he has the blood of Long Ran, it is not my candle dragon family!"
"This kind of bloodline can only be regarded as a leftover seed. It is not even qualified to enter here. I still want to go to the ancient Shenquan for healing. How is this possible!"
"There is a rare place for healing from the ancient divine spring, and it must never be given to such a bastard!"
The words of some dragons have become more and more intense.
Long Yan glared angrily, looked around, and said loudly, "He is the son of the patriarch, why is he not qualified!"
"Hehe, don't say he's just a bastard, even if he is the one who died prematurely, he doesn't want to go to the Primordial Divine Spring, he can go!"
A dragon clan sneered.
Su Zimo once heard the red-haired ghost mention Yan'er.
It seems that what he expected was right, Long Yan should be the son of the red-haired ghost, but unfortunately he has died.
I don't know, what does this have to do with the catastrophe ten thousand years ago.
Another dragon girl said: "Even if he is the son of Long Ran, he is not the young master of our candle dragon lineage, why should he go to the ancient Shenquan!"
For these dragon races, they are extremely reluctant to accept an outsider with mixed blood like him.
Not to mention, let him go to the ancient Shenquan for healing.
The situation Su Zimo faced was even more difficult than initially imagined.
Not to mention Long Yan, I am afraid that when the red-haired ghost comes back in person, he may not be able to overcome the public opinion and let him enter the Primordial Divine Spring!