In the sky above the Heavenly Mountains, the thirteen Dragon Ancestors hung down like thirteen black pillars.
Dragon blood kept dripping from their bodies.
In a valley on the Heavenly Mountains, the blood of the thirteen Dragon Ancestors had already gathered into a lake. The blood was rippling, and the forest was dyed blood red.
The scene was extremely spectacular.
Countless experts rushed to the peak of the Heavenly Mountains to watch this' spectacular 'scene.
"These are the Dragon Ancestors?"
"Wow, this is too domineering, right?"
"Their bodies are too big, tens of thousands of meters long. I can't even see their ends."
"So what if they are domineering? So what if their bodies are big? They were still crushed by the Heavenly Race. Look at the Dragons now. Is there a disciple of the Dragons in the entire Primordial World? "
"Look at the Dragons of the Ancient World. Their own Dragon Ancestor has been crushed like this, and they don't even dare to let out a fart. What cowards, useless."
"Hahaha … who asked the Heavenly Race to be so strong? This world is like this. No matter what Ancient Race you are, it is still the law of the jungle. The Mystic Thearch dominated everywhere and crushed everything. What is Long Wushen of the Dragons? He is just trash. "
"I heard that the thirteen Dragon Ancestors were handed over to the Heavenly Race by Long Wushen."
"Long Wushen is probably the most useless clan leader of the Dragons."
"It's already been six days. Do you think that brat Long Fei will come?"
"Come?"
"You must be joking. Against the Heavenly Race, he can't wait to escape from the Primordial World. Would he dare to come? Would he come to die? "
"That's right. Even a three-year-old knows that the thirteen Dragon Ancestors were hung at the entrance of the Divine Palace. How could he not know? He hasn't appeared in such a long time. He must have escaped far away."
"Fighting with the Heavenly Race, there is only one outcome: death!"
"I dare to bet that the kid won't dare to come!"
…
At the peak of the Heavenly Mountains, there was a lot of discussion.
Even a fool knew that this was a trap set by the Heavenly Race. They must have set up an inescapable net. Coming would mean death!
In everyone's eyes, Long Fei definitely wouldn't dare to appear.
In the crowd.
Xiao Bai looked up into the sky, gritting his teeth so hard that cracking sounds could be heard. His fists were clenched, and his aura burned like fire. He looked at the thirteen Dragon Ancestors hanging in the sky, blood dripping down from them. His heart was filled with boundless rage. "Damned Celestial Clan!!"
The same was true for the ice and fire on the other side.
If the Sword Elder had not caught them, the two of them would have already flown to the Heavenly Palace.
The sword elder lowered his voice and said, "Both of you, restrain your anger. Don't expose yourself."
Xiao Bai really couldn't hold back his tears and said, "We have to do something." The Sword Elder said, "This is obviously a trap. Also … without the permission of the Tian Race, none of us can go up. You might not look like much, but there are many taboos under the Divine Palace. The God Execution Stage's Nine Heavens, the Heaven Region's Tian Race Array, and many more taboos. Any one of them can take our lives.
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He had once thought of attacking the Divine Palace.
One night, he flew to the Divine Palace, but …
As a result, they were instantly crushed.
Nothing could be done.
Unless the Tian Race gave them permission, they wouldn't be able to force their way up.
Xiaoyao Xiong said solemnly, "The Sword Elder is right. No one can break through the God Execution Stage's Nine Heavens."
Xiao Bai said, "I remember that Boss once broke through, but Mystic Thearch made a move and beat him back."
Xiaoyao Xiong said, "I know about this. That was in the past. Now, the Nine Heavens truly possess the power to slay gods. Mystic Thearch strengthened the Nine Heavens."
"However!"
"It isn't that there is no way. My spatial technique …"
The Sword Elder said, "Even if there is a way to avoid the God Execution Stage's Nine Heavens and the Tian Race Array, what about the experts from the Ancient World? They are unable to avoid it! "
"The 13 Dragon Ancestors can't hold on for much longer."
"Even if we let them go now, they won't be able to live. Blood is life to a dragon, and the blood on their bodies is about to dry up. The Tian Race hung them up and didn't think of letting them live."
"This is a trap. We are here to wait for Long Fei. Stop him and don't let him fall for it." The Sword Elder said solemnly.
The time to deal with the Tian Race wasn't ripe yet.
Long Fei alone wasn't enough.
Bing Huo said solemnly, "Can't the Dragons of the Ancient World do something? That is the 13 Dragon Ancestors. Are they just going to let the Tian Race bully them like that? "
Indeed.
The Dragons were a race that cared a lot about face. For the 13 Dragon Ancestors to be hung up like that, they didn't give the Dragons any face at all.
However …
Long Wushen didn't do anything.
Not only did he not do anything, he even suppressed the disciples of the Dragons.
Dragon Abyss Black Dragon.
Long Wushen quietly floated in the darkness. His two golden pupils stared at Long Zhanting who was pierced by the Dragon Shackles.
At that moment.
Long Zhanting raised the corner of his mouth and laughed coldly, "Long Wushen, your name is wrong. You should be called Useless Dragon or Trash Dragon."
Long Wushen was expressionless as he said, "Tell me where your son is. As long as I get his head, the Dragons won't need to suffer such humiliation."
"Where is my son?"
"Hahaha …"
Long Zhanting laughed maniacally. The chains on his body were also twitching. His wounds were torn and fresh blood was brought out by the chains. It was as if he didn't feel any pain. "Long Wushen, why are you so useless? Even now, you still want to use my son's head to exchange for the peace of the Dragons? "
"Do you have a brain?"
"Do you think that if you kill my son, the Tian Race will let the Dragons go?"
"You are too naive. If not for the fact that my son is still alive, do you think that Emperor Xuan will not make a move against the Dragons? If my son dies, it will be the time for the Dragons to perish as well! "
The muscles at the corner of Long Wushen's eyes twitched. He suddenly grabbed the chain and pulled.
"Hualala …"
The incomparably thick chain was like a speeding train as it crazily drilled out of Long Zhanting's body. Fresh blood gushed out and the scene looked very painful.
Long Wushen also roared, "If it wasn't for you and your son, how could the Dragons have fallen to such a state?"
"I'm useless?"
"I have no brain?"
"Do you know how strong the Mystic Thearch is?"
"He has already entered the Void Cavern. Those demons that were once sealed by the ancestors are all coming out. If it wasn't for me, do you think that the Dragons would still exist?"
"Long Zhanting, it is all your son's fault that the Dragons have ended up like this!"
Rage surged.
If it was possible, Long Wushen wanted to kill Long Zhanting with a sword.
Incomparable pain surged through his entire body, but Long Zhanting didn't even frown. He just laughed coldly and said, "Are you afraid now?"
"Hahaha …"
"He is about to complete his Nirvana. When he enters the Ancient World, the first person he wants to kill will be you."
"Hahaha …"
Long Wushen's voice turned cold as he said, "Enter the Ancient World?"
"Hmph!"
"To him, this is just like a dream!"
…
At the foot of the Heaven Mountains …
A man dressed in white suddenly appeared out of thin air and raised his eyes slightly.
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