Judging from the Night Walker's decisive attitude, it is very likely that the price of giving one person is the last chance for all the ancient powerful people, but if the ending is that he and Yaorao will be separated forever, then he will not leave!

The Night Walker glanced at Yao Rao and understood in his heart that Long Jue's firmness had a reason. Although both men and women in the world of illusion cultivation were indifferent, there were also one or two pairs of good people who would stay together for life.

"Don't worry, after we die, this Leiming City will give this little girl. If you can really inherit the last words of His Highness the Dragon War Emperor, you will completely erase the demons from Chuyuan in another day, and open the thunder world again, and you will come and find her."

Out of his firm belief in the prophecy of the Dragon War Emperor, Night Walker believed that Long Jue, who is the next generation of Dragon War Emperor, would inevitably end the war of doomsday that lasted for millions of years.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Under the words of the Night Walker, Long Jue suddenly laughed wildly.

"You are wrong. The prophecy of the past is the prophecy of the past. In this world, even the Tianyun Sect cannot count as my fate. How can the ancient Dragon War Emperor believe that as long as he is the next generation Dragon War Emperor, he can support the Chuyuan front with all his strength and drive all the demons that he can't kill out of Chuyuan?"

"If I am stronger than him, he cannot predict me! If I am weaker than him, I cannot do anything he cannot do!"

"I think if you want to sacrifice your life to send someone out, it's better to send my Yaoyao."

Long Jue held the enchanting hand and smiled arrogantly.

The Night Walker was stunned by Long Jue's words!

He never imagined that anyone would say, "If I am stronger than him, he could not predict me! If I am weaker than him, I will not be able to do anything he can't do!" Such words. Because of the rebirth of dragon blood... but they have been holding on to the only expectation for thousands of years, so after hearing Long Jue bear the Dragon Movement, he was so excited that he thought that he would finally wait until dawn at the end of his life. However, he didn't expect that his simple words actually shocked all expectations.

"It's okay to send Longjue out of the Thunder Realm, but you can't die."

Yaorao said seriously after Long Jue.

"The strong men of the four sects in the world are not strong, and all the masters of Tianzong are Hinayana tribulation masters. In fact, there are only a few hundred people who can take advantage of it. If you are one of the few Mahayana tribulation masters now and have come from ancient times, you are extremely familiar with the fighting style and nature of the demon race. Then the final battle against the First Demon Ancestor must be without your figure."

"Prophecy is just a prophecy. If the strong are dead, do you let Long Jue, a Dragon War Emperor, fight so many Mahayana tribulation mad demons and the first demon ancestor? Even if Long Jue surpasses the strength of the previous generation Dragon War Emperor... abandons flashy beliefs and prophecies, ask yourself, senior... do you think he can win?"

Beautiful expectations are beautiful, but everything must be imagined in reality, abandon those slogans that have been passed down from ancient times, and think in reality... A lonely dragon war emperor is obviously not enough to put the teeth in the first demon ancestor, okay?!

"this……"

Being blocked by Long Jue and Yao Rao, the night walker suddenly felt sweaty and couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.

They have not left the Thunder Realm for thousands of years, but they have paid homage to the blessings of some Chuyuan monsters. Over the past tens of millions of years, they have also collected three human summoners who have broken through the giant hands of the First Demon Clan to come to the Thunder Realm to overcome the tribulation. From their mouths, the Night Walker has indeed heard a lot of news about Chuyuan’s appearance on the human race and the demon race.

It is certain that the power of the human race in the world is indeed not as powerful as the era of Dragon War Emperor and the era of Morris.

"Okay, let's send someone out of bounds. We will wait until you two Mahayana body quenching ends, and then we will make a long-term plan."

With a sigh, the night walker sat down dejectedly.

He felt an old age, a old age that came from the inside of his body and grew deep in his soul. Perhaps he had lived for too long, and all his edges and corners were wiped out by the passing time that could be seen by the naked eye.

His crazy heart... all disappeared completely. He heard the three words "Dragon War Emperor" and he couldn't wait to sacrifice himself.

He is not maintaining the prophecy of the previous generation of human race, but in fact he is tired of the process of returning to death day after day. He wants to end this torment...

However, compared with Yaorao and Long Jue's vitality, he immediately felt a tingling pain in his heart.

He is the night sky, the Iron Blood King who followed Lord Morris to fight all directions millions of years ago!

All things can be broken, but only the mind cannot be destroyed!

When did his heart also blind the dust and let the two juniors remind themselves... he wants to live!

"I want to live! Go back to Chuyuan!"

Sitting on the huge "dormant cocoon", the night walker suddenly hated the thing under his feet that looked like a "coffin". This kind of thing, this lingering coffin, is not worthy of his powerful figure!

"You live in Leiming City first, collect body-tempering thunder outside the city. If you have any questions, you can ask three guys who practiced near the main hall. One of them is like me, with a tying lace, one is fat, and the other is a fool."

"The three disciples of Leiming City are all like you. They are the human strong men who have been rushing to the Thunder Realm for nearly 100,000 years from Chu Yuan to the Thunder Realm. However, compared with you, they are all five-decade summoners, and they are dying when they enter the Thunder Realm. Some have even woken up recently."

The night walker who came to his senses began to arrange the residence and travel between Yaorao and Long Jue.

He sat in the dormant cocoon and pondered that some things needed to change due to the arrival of the Dragon War Emperor. The Night Walker said slowly: "Your arrival is a surprise. Whether it is decided that the five of me will send one of you out in the end, I have to wake up the four of them. After all, those old guys also want to see the new Dragon War Emperor in the present world."

With a look of death, the night walker snorted and then smiled at Long Jue. His awe of the ancient Dragon War Emperor made him feel a kind of intimacy towards Long Jue beyond those who had first met.

Yaorao heard the night walker repeating "Five people, five people..." and finally couldn't help but interrupt.

"Aren't there six pictures here...ahem, dormant cocoon?"

The coffin of five white and one black is Xiangrao sure that she has not counted it wrong.

"Yes, six."

The memory gaze emitted by the night walker through the band of eyes fell on the black cocoon on the far right.

"That's the old master of Thunder City... You're not wrong. That black one is a coffin."

There is a kind of loneliness in the tone that is difficult to dissipate, which shows that the ancient power in the black dormant cocoon can never be awakened again.

"sorry."
Chapter completed!