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Chapter 2 From now on, we will be strangers

It took more than seven hours before Long Qingchen returned to Qinglong Valley.

If it is replaced by other dragon clans, the dragon ball will definitely not last for an hour.

The Qinglong clan has strong vitality, which has allowed him to survive until now.

At this time, it was dark and the light of the bonfire could be vaguely seen. A group of young girls were roasting their prey around the bonfire, filled with the fragrance of meat.

The dragon clan only uses the dragon shape when practicing and fighting. Usually, the dragon body is too large and has a relatively clumsy action, so it is generally used to use human shapes.

Staring at the young girl beside the bonfire from afar, Long Qingchen felt a hint of warmth, and the pain of the dragon's body seemed to have been relieved.

In his previous life, he was an orphan, without relatives or reasons.

In this life, when he comes to this world, he attaches great importance to this friendship.

Although he was plotted against by Long Jinxuan'er, he still had these friends who were sympathetic to his brothers and sisters. Even if he died, he would not have traveled in vain!

"Brother Chen, why did you come back so late?"

"Walking is unstable, cough cough, be careful."...

The young girls laughed and surrounded them.

"What's wrong!" Looking at the blood on his clothes, the boy's pupils contracted and found an abnormality.

"Brother Chen's dragon ball is gone!"

The same Qinglong clan has a subtle sense of the dragon balls between each other, but at this time, he cannot sense them!

"Brother Chen is the first genius of our young generation of the Qinglong clan. He lost the Dragon Ball..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped and opened the vertical eyes between his eyebrows.

What does it mean?

This shock is extraordinary!

The smiles of the young girls slowly solidified and quiet.

Only the "crackling" sound of the bonfire burning makes it look quieter.

"Losing the Dragon Ball is either dead or abandoned. It is hard to say whether you can save your life... Isn't the title of the first genius a joke?"

"He has always been the first genius of the Qinglong clan, and it should be given up. Perhaps, is this God's will?"...

After a brief silence, the young girls looked at Long Qingchen with strange eyes, as if they knew him again, and whispered.

Long Qingchen was just about to ask them to help him heal his wounds, but when he heard these words, his heart became colder and colder.

His eyes slowly swept through them, and he vaguely understood something.

Why do friends who are sympathetic to brothers and sisters become so strange and ruthless?

Perhaps, they once showed a humble smile in front of him, but now they want to ask for a return?

Or maybe this is their true face?

Boom!......

The clear night sky is filled with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, dancing wildly.

"It's a sunny day, and it's going to rain suddenly. Maybe he did something wrong, which made the sky angry."

"He is no longer worthy of being the first genius of our young generation of the Qinglong clan. From now on, Brother Ze will be the first genius."

"At the time of the afternoon, Brother Ze's cultivation level broke through to the first level of the Xuanlong Realm. Even if he did not lose the Dragon Ball, he was not a match for Brother Ze. He deserved the title of the first genius."...

The young girls looked at the night sky, then looked at Long Qingchen, and finally, their eyes were concentrated on the vertical eye boy.

The boy with a vertical eye glanced at Long Qingchen lightly, "What is the first genius and the second genius, in my opinion, are all false reputations. I only believe that the strong are respected."

Hearing what he said, the young and girls' eyes were even more admiring.

What is a strong man?

Brother Ze is a strong man!

So powerful, so humble!

boom!

An endless thought from the sky poured into Long Qingchen's body, causing cracks in his soul and almost destroyed!

Long Qingchen gritted his teeth and a terrible thought arose, remembering that his father once mentioned the supernatural power of the supreme power of a powerful man, taking over the body!

Legend has it that after the supreme power falls, he can take over the body and be reborn, and the seriously injured genius body is the easiest to become the target of the supreme power's body!

"Heavenly-level dragon vein?"

"This body is good and is just right for me."

"Give up resistance and accept my takeover, and I will avenge you for your revenge."

This thought contains supreme dragon power, and there is no doubt about it.

"Get out!" Long Qingchen roared and held his body.

"You lost the Dragon Ball, even if you barely saved your life, you will be ruined. From then on, you will be destined to be mediocre and live in humiliation. If that's the case, why not let me replace it?"

"I am the Nine-Dilong Emperor of the Ancient Times. After occupying your body, I will rule the world and will never insult your body."

Long Qingchen roared, "I am me, no one can replace me!"

"I haven't even reached the Xuanlong realm, but my will is quite firm."

This thought was a little surprised, but only a little surprised. Then, he sneered, "In order to better adapt to your new identity, I plan to get your memory and integrate it for your own use. Since you are obsessed with it, there is no need to keep it. Anyway, your memory is not of great value, and it will be destroyed!"

Just when Long Qingchen thought he was about to die, this supreme thought screamed shrillly.

"Heavenly Devouring... Martial Vein!"

"You are from that horror family!"

"I am not willing to give up on my cultivation level after billions of years of cultivation!"

The screams came to an abrupt end and were silent in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of memories that lasted for billions of years came like a flood!

In the ancient times billions of years ago, there were rich spiritual energy, rich cultivation resources, many geniuses, many sects, and thousands of races competed for it. It was a golden cultivation era.

A young dragon, who practices hard and rises to the end, crushes ninety-nine young generations of the dragon clan, and wins the title of the first genius of the dragon clan.

The young dragon rose like a comet, scattered all the strong men of all races, and won the top of martial arts, and was named the Nine-North Dragon Emperor!

The cultivation level of the Dragon Emperor is not satisfied with the Jiu Ni Dragon Emperor. He devotes himself to studying all auxiliary professions such as medicine, weapon refining, formations, puppets, talismans, etc., and has cultivated to the top!

The Nine-North Dragon Emperor blatantly challenged the Heavenly Dao with the intention of becoming the first in the ages. However, his body was destroyed by the Heavenly Dao and had to choose to take over his body and be reborn...

After merging this huge memory, the severe pain slowly disappeared. Long Qingchen was soaked in sweat, as if he was fished out of the water, but his heart was filled with ecstasy and trembling with excitement. How important is a supreme powerhouse, a memory of billions of years?

"I will not perish!"

I couldn't help but whistle to the sky.

Because, in this memory, there is the method of rebirth of Dragon Ball!

"Crazy?"

"This is Brother Chen who we once admired, but now he is just a pitiful person!"

"It's not a good feeling to fall from the name of the first genius and become a waste, right?"

"Losing the Dragon Ball is equivalent to losing everything. If it were anyone, he would not be able to withstand this blow."...

The young girls looked at Long Qingchen with pity.

Long Qingchen got up with difficulty and walked towards the cave.

When passing by them, he stopped suddenly.

"From now on, I will be like a stranger!"

He pulled off a piece of his sleeve indifferently and threw it at their feet.

Cut the robe and break the meaning!
Chapter completed!
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