Lord of Pets

On top of the cliff, Xiao Feng was rustling, and there was a sense of desolation.

The Death God Pterosaur was looking at Bai Wushang, silently waiting for his choice.

One is a flat horse, with a bright future, a visible future, fame, fortune and wealth at your fingertips.

The other is in the fog, full of thorns, full of uncertainty, unpredictable dangers and final results.

This kind of life event is far more than anything that has ever happened before.

The only thing to do is to work hard and try our best to measure the pros and cons from different angles.

However, Bai Wushang thought about it, and there was only one answer in his heart—

"Senior Death God, I choose the second way!"

"Okay!" Long Zijian laughed again.

In an instant, the wind was blowing, and there seemed to be a sound of mourning between the heavens and the earth, which was tactfully sad and heart-wrenching.

In the process of fragmentation and disintegration of the soul fire, a soul thought rushed to the sky and reached the ears of every dragon god:

"Fate bears witness, this deity's last wish is to start the "sequence battle" for the descendants of the human race Bai clan, spirit ruins, yin and yang, brilliance, don't let this deity down again..."

"Your Majesty!" Long Wuji's eyes were flushed red, accompanied by rapid breathing, as if a sharp bone was stuck in his throat.

An elder who is incomparably admired, respected and respected, the last trace of his soul was broken and he fell into eternal sleep.

This kind of sadness fiddles with nerves and stings the heart.

"Bang bang bang!"

It seems to be sensing something, the bright red fetus is beating wildly, trying to break free from the barrier of the fetus and return to the world.

A hazy green light gently covered it, preventing its violent behavior.

Yin and Yang, goblins, eclipses...including Lingxu Zulong, all dragon gods bowed their heads and fell into silence.

After a long time, when the sky and the earth were clear and the sight opened again, Lingxu sighed softly and put an end to this matter:

"Death is gone, and another generation of glory has come to an end."

"But... the bones of the former sages forged the road to the future, and the fire is still passing..."

The Dragon of Destiny, which was always floating in the air, smiled slightly, and the huge figure disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Lingxu watched the illusory dragon escape, his eyes swayed, and the emerald green light condensed on Bai Wushang's body.

"Sacred Son of Sequence, this is an ancient road, and it is also a broken road that no one has gone through. Is it going to be opened again..."

"However, since it is entrusted by the **** of death, the first generation Zulong Lingxu, there is no objection!"

"Five Generations Golem, no objection!"

"Five Generations Crystal, no objection!"

"Second generation Yin Yang, seconded!"

"Three generations, brilliant, seconded!"

...

In front of the ancestral dragon boat, the twelve dragon gods were speaking in the ancient dragon language. The sky just restored to calm, and the colorful rays of light rose, falling into Bai Wushang's body one by one.

"Don't panic, it's a special seal that represents an endorsement."

"After this, you will carry Longting's trust and embark on an extraordinary path."

Speaking, Lingxu looked at the brilliant dragon, the latter nodded, the eyebrows cracked, and three drops of bright golden blood flowed out.

"Beyond the gate, it's not a place you can set foot in. Come back when you become a saint."

"Leave here with my blood and return to the Dragon Palace. The follow-up finishing will be taken care of by the fairy's clone..."

Bai Wushang's body began to fly upside down, rushing towards the portal where he came.

But he was still confused, and he shouted and asked:

"Senior of the Dragon Clan, how long does it take for Little Ancestral Dragon to complete Nirvana? When will I be able to see it again?"

"At least ten years, as many as a hundred years, as for when to meet, it depends on you..."

The faint voice fell, and when I looked again, the whole body was spinning, and there was no more desolate scene.

Bai Wushang was disappointed, something seemed to be missing in his heart, and then there was more concern.

"Shhhh-"

The Great Sacred Dragon Temple, the Central Dragon Temple, is still in the same dilapidated state as it was before leaving. There are so many cracks and pits that it is impossible to go down. It is very different from when it was intact.

Bai Wushang's return immediately became the focus of attention.

The silent Xuanyuan Hou, An Suyi, Ming Zun...

Wandering in joy and madness, the black dragon of despair, the fiery spirit dragon...

Awakening from the door of deep sleep, the Holy Dragon Army, who could only be an audience from beginning to end, had been in a constant cycle of shock, daze, shock, and daze, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and a look of expression lit up in the eyes that looked at each other.

"No injury, you're back!" Desperate Black Dragon rushed over, and hurriedly stopped in the middle, trying his best to restrain the uncontrollable dark aura of excitement, and shouted across the distance:

"Where is Brother Wuji? What about Xiao Zulong? And Zun Shang, why didn't you come back?"

"The **** of death... has fallen." Bai Wushang paused for a while, but chose to tell the truth.

The desperate black dragon let out a cry, and the dragon's eyes widened. After being dazed and confused, his expression dimmed a little.

"After all... Is it gone after all? There is no chance of resurrection? Zun Shang... Zun Shang has fallen so completely?"

"Yes!" Bai Wushang took a deep breath, "It's too late to see you again, but it is very proud of you, very pleased, very happy, thank you very much for your dedication..."

The black dragon cried, the fiery spirit dragon howled wildly, and the radiant dragon trembled lightly, forcibly suppressing some kind of eruption of emotion.

At this moment, the remnants of the Death Vessel showed purer and more sincere feelings than human beings.

"As for Little Ancestral Dragon and Senior Wuji..."

Just as Bai Wushang was about to give a brief description, a glance with a hint of reminder quietly landed on him.

"The matter here should be handled with a big ban, and everything that has happened is listed as the top secret of Longting!"

"How to do it specifically, Xuanyuan, Chenfeng, Tiantian, Lava... You are responsible for following up!"

"Yes!" Xuanyuan Hou stood up first~www.readwn.com~ and clasped his fists to salute the fairy dragon.

His expression has returned to calm, except for some false whiteness, when looking at Bai Wushang, there is no obvious strange color.

"Yes..." The Heavenly Ice Crocodile Dragon, the Lava Axe Dragon King, and the Heaven-Swallowing Bull Dragon, who were sealed in the Death God's Necklace earlier, but fell off the space because of the dragon's burning necklace, and fell into their dying bodies, were just killed by the Fairy Dragon Wake up, barely regain some strength.

The three-headed holy dragon king, at this time, his head is filled with a huge amount of information.

In a blink of an eye, the "intruder" who framed him went around in circles. Not only was he not fatally condemned or punished, but he even returned to the orthodoxy of the Dragon Court with a smashing attitude, and his status and status became more noble than them.

This kind of change is very dramatic and contradictory. No matter how powerful the dragon heart is, it is also beating wildly.

"Feel sorry……"

Bai Wushang still remembers that when this Tianbing crocodile dragon entered the Great Holy Dragon Hall as He Jiuyang, it was considered that he spared no effort and devoted himself to help, and it was a blessing to be able to survive the storm.