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Chapter 960 Riot(3/3)

Above the dragon's head, there are many chains, spreading outward, and finally tied to every statue of the wilderness royal family.

These royal statues also guard the final gate of the temple with astonishing power.

The leader of the Demon Sect cut his palm open, and then stretched his arm into the mouth of the dragon head in front of the door.

The blood dripped down bit by bit and was fed to the dragon.

As if tasting the blood of the royal family, the dragon's head trembled, and its eyes slowly lit up, staring at the Demon Sect leader with terrifying majesty.

At the same time, the statues of the royal family around them seemed to come to life, with murderous intent exuding from their bodies.

The leader of the Demon Sect had firm eyes and knelt down slowly. His voice was thick and deep, like a dragon's roar, and he said word by word:

"Junior, Shentu Ao, the third son of the Dahuang royal family, pays homage to our ancestors."

"Today, the imperial descendants are in decline, and they are lonely and lonely."

"The Taoist court has no way, and the bloodline of the people is cut off."

"Ao, I implore my ancestors to calm down the dragon energy, open the imperial mausoleum, grant me the Great Wilderness Dragon Vein, defy heaven, change my fate, revive the imperial industry, rule over the Three Thousand Mountains, and unify all the tribes of the Great Wilderness!"



Hearing this, Mo Hua's heart trembled.

"This leader of the Demon Sect is actually called 'Shentu Ao'. Shentu...is the royal surname of Dahuang?"

"To rule over the Three Thousand Mountains, to unify all the tribes in the wilderness, and to revive the imperial industry... What is the plan of this Shentu Ao?"

"Could he... want to rebel?"

"Also, what is the Great Wilderness Dragon Vein...?"

"With this thing, he can rebel?"

The more Mo Hua listened, the more shocked he became. If he hadn't been proficient in the art of spiritual thought, had a deep mind, extraordinary concentration, and was accustomed to "acting" to deceive others, he would have been shocked and his face would have revealed flaws.

Rebellion?

Unify the wilderness, restore the throne, and resist the Taoist court?

This Shentu Ao is really brave and ambitious.

Mo Hua never expected that during this trip to the Gushan tombs, he would be able to dig out such a shocking secret.

This was far beyond his expectation. He had never imagined it even if he broke his head before...

And just as the leader of the Demon Sect, Shentu Ao, the third prince of Dahuang, finished speaking these words.

The entire temple hall shook slightly.

It seems that his bloodline, his ambition, and his lofty ambitions have awakened the late emperors and ancestors of the Great Wilderness clan who have been sealed in the depths of the underground palace and have been sinking for an unknown number of years.

A series of deep dragon roars sounded, intertwined together.

The ancestors of the Great Wilderness seemed to be responding to Shen Tu Ao's ambition.

They transmitted their remaining dragon energy to the gate one by one through the dragon binding rope, suppressing the ferocious dragon head.

Then an unruly dragon roar sounded.
Chapter completed!
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