In the Dragon Emperor Temple, the lying of two giant dragons made the deepest stalactite cave look a little crowded. A giant dragon with golden body and another giant dragon with dim scales lie on each other's eyes, and its aura was actually unstable.

At the same time, a black shadow kept traveling back and forth between the two giant dragons.

This black shadow is undoubtedly Chang Xi's second personality.

I saw the golden dragon lying down, and a hideous sword wound was on its exposed chest, and pure golden blood kept flowing slowly. The second figure gathered in personality kept carefully taking these golden dragon blood and carefully applied it to the candle-holding dragon.

The vibrant golden blood of the Supreme Dragon Breath penetrated into the gaps between the dragon scales little by little. First, the original power of the Supreme Dragon Bone squeezed out the dirty blood from the candle-holding dragon's body, and then began to attack the strange force.

The fully awakened supreme dragon breath and the strange power were pulled together, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while. Logically speaking, the dragon breath of supreme bloodline is definitely a ceiling-level force in the demon world, but Chang Xi's cultivation has become an invisible shortcoming. This is like holding a magic weapon, but he cannot exert all his power.

Chang Xi had never thought of using the sword energy of life and death to give the strange power dormant in the old man's body a little color, but considering the poor physical condition of the candle-holding dragon, it was impossible for him to withstand the two-pronged sword energy anymore, so he had to give up.

After losing the catalysis of the stalactite marrow, that strange force became a lonely man. Therefore, even if Chang Xi's cultivation level in the Void Refining Realm is used to activate the Supreme Bloodline, it is not necessary to fight. Now the competition is about who has more courage and see who will defeat the other party first.

The second personality saw deep fatigue and tenacity in the slightly opened eyes of the golden dragon. He could see clearly the blazing flames burning deep in the dragon's eyes.

Both personalities prosper and lose the same, but they both chose to continue to contribute everything they had to the Dragon Holding Candle without reservation.

The old man was so kind to him back then, but now he can only repay him with a drop of water. Why are you afraid of a real man?

Perhaps God was moved, and Chang Xi's instilling the origin without regard for the consequences finally achieved gratifying results. The strange power, which was already deeply rooted in the body of the candle-holding dragon, began to go downhill. When the pull between the strange power and the supreme source reached a subtle balance point, the Qi in the body of the candle-holding dragon, which had been counter-suppressed, finally turned over, and then woke up and began to regain the position!

Although the originally weak Qi of the Dragon Holding Candle cannot return to its peak state under the indoctrination of the Supreme Origin of Chang Xi, it can already resist the black tide in the body that has been half suppressed to the point of losing half of the country!

When the dragon holding a candle opened its eyes, the first thing he saw was Chang Xi, who was extremely weak for him. At this moment, the spiritual power in Chang Xi's body could no longer support him to transform into a golden dragon, transformed back into a human form, curled up on the ground, motionless.

The dragon holding a candle was filled with tears in the corner of his eyes. He looked up and roared with great murderous intention.

"Tiger Roaring Sky, you're looking for death!"

The dragon scales faded away from their silence and shone again, and it shone with an extremely golden light, as if a new sun rose in the cave, and the darkness in the Dragon Emperor Temple finally dissipated.

The thousand-foot dragon set its head again, and it directly broke through the stone cave dome deep in the Dragon Emperor Temple, floating up into the sky, and the sound of angrily dragon roars spread across the four fields.

The dragon's nest vibrates!

When Chang Xi was able to open his eyes again, what caught his eyes was not the dark tide in the Dragon Emperor Temple, but a string of wind chimes swaying on the bed of his bedroom. Then a familiar woman shouted in a low voice from the place where he looked. He turned his head and saw that the six-vein Dragon King and the worshippers were all present, surrounding his small bed. Bai Xiaoshuang and Aying looked at him with concern in the crowd.

And just beside his bed, a 70-year-old man wearing a cape-clothed gray robe and thick-soled cloth shoes was smiling kindly at him.

If it weren't Mr. Carrying Candle, who else could it be?

"Old man, are you okay?" Chang Xi, who was still pale, felt his body weak and unable to exert force as soon as he sat up. Seeing this, the old man holding the candle stood up quickly and supported him.

This scene fell into the eyes of several dragon kings and various veins, but they really scared them. The Dragon Ancestor actually took the initiative to attack the young master. Who would believe this if he said it?

They had learned from the White Jade Dragon King and the Green Dragon King that it was said that the Divine Dragon Ancestor and the young master who came from the human race were as close as grandchildren. They had always been unbelievable to this rumor before. You should know that among the four divine beast clans, whether it is the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, or the White Tiger Clan and the Xuanwu Clan, who are now in power, are all famous tribe rules in the demon world that are strict and inhumane. If you surpass them, you will face severe punishment.

The status gap between the ancestors of a clan and the young master is huge, like the monarch and ministers, and like the current ancestors and young masters who are truly as close as grandchildren may be a stunning scene in other tribes in the demon world that will never appear again in hundreds of thousands of years.

The old man holding the candle looked at Chang Xi with a full of doting and kindness. After supporting Chang Xi, he sat back on his chair and said with relief: "The reason why I can survive this time is really thanks to you boy, otherwise I might have died silently in the Dragon Emperor Temple."

"Ancestor, what did you say?!" Not only were the offerings of various veins, but the dragon kings couldn't even believe their ears. I thought that the ancestor came out of seclusion today to summon them to discuss matters, but I didn't expect that he would hear the news that the ancestor almost died and died. How could they not shock their minds?

The dragon holding a candle sighed, without even asking the question of how many veins of the Dragon King, and slowly said, "I had visited Qingjianhai of the East Region before and went deep into the hinterland of the White Tiger Clan to fight with their ancestor Hu Xiaotian. First, I wanted to give him some memory so that he could see who is the most vocal person in the demon world, and second, I asked him to spit out the lands that the White Tiger Clan annexed our Dragon Clan over the years."

The dragon holding a candle shook his head and said, "Originally, that guy Hu Xiaotian was only in the middle of the extraordinary realm back then. However, over the past ten thousand years, he seemed to have another chance to touch the threshold of entering the holy realm. Fortunately, he was just standing outside the door of entering the holy realm, and I had already crossed the door, so winning was naturally no problem."

"But I never expected that Hu Xiaotian seemed to have known that there would be such a day to deal with the strange poison he had used tens of thousands of years of thought to me."

When the dragon holding a candle said this, his eyes became gloomy, and his palms on his knees suddenly clenched tightly. The silent dragon power was filled with a pool, making the six dragon kings and worshipers on the side unable to extricate themselves like a small boat in the storm. Even the entire bedroom was shaking, and handfuls of dust fell.

Chang Xi, who leaned against the back of the bed, coughed gently and said helplessly: "Old man, if you continue like this, my bedroom that I finally built up will be in ruins."

The old man with Zhu Zhu was slightly stunned, and then he noticed that he almost broke his good grandson's bedroom. He immediately took back the overflowing domineering dragon power and said embarrassedly: "This person is old, and all the problems here and there are coming out."

The Dragon King, who was once the leader of the candle holding a dragon, swallowed his saliva hard and felt envious for the first time in his heart.
Chapter completed!