Long Qingyun's lips raised slightly.

A faint smile appeared on his handsome face: "The Dragon Book is indeed profound and profound, extremely mysterious, but it is obscure and difficult to understand, and it is hard to understand. I can only write it down forcibly and dare not be negligent."

The Spirit of the Dragon laughed loudly, and a powerful force of pressure rushed towards Long Qingyun. Long Qingyun suddenly felt congested in his chest and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Old, the majestic voice sounded again:

"Young man, I was not shocked by my pressure. Obviously, you have already realized the powerful power of the "Dragon Art". Although it is too weak, it can make you realize the "incomparable mystery". It can be seen that you have some understanding of the Dramatic Dragon Book. The second level of the assessment, the test of talent, has been successfully passed. As for how much you can remember and how much the Dramatic Dragon Book is the essence of it, it depends on your own talent and fortune."

"Of course, there is a third level, which depends on whether you can collect the other four drops of the ancient dragon blood within three years. If you can succeed, come here. You must have unexpected gains! And..."

The Dragon Spirit paused and continued:

"Also, I will remind you last, there is a place called "Endless Island" in the Endless Sea at the junction of Hezhou, Xitu and Juzhou, Northern Tu. There is also an ancient dragon cave. The Emperor of the Great Food Empire, Linghu Aotian, already knows that place, so... I will remind you."

Long Qingyun looked calm, but his thoughts rolled in his heart and said with a calm face:

"Why did you tell me this? Since Linghu Aotian got the ancient dragon pill in these two sessions of mountains, it is considered to be a fate with the ancient dragon, it is natural that he met the ancient dragon cave again on Endless Island. He is the dignified emperor of the Great Food Empire. Can I stop it? Senior told me this, does it have any deep meaning?"

The Dragon's Eyes squinted slightly, as if thinking. After a slight pause, the Dragon's Spirit sighed:

"Hey! Twenty years ago, Linghu Aotian came here. I liked and admired it very much. However, he was eager to succeed and chose to swallow the ancient dragon pill. Although his skills improved greatly, he instantly reached the level of half-step martial master, defeated the Blue Sea Empire Emperor Murong Qianshan, and drove the Blue Sea Empire to the end of the vast endless sea. Northern Tu Juzhou."

"But who is Murong Qianshan? It has been many years since he reached the peak of the ninth-grade Martial Emperor. Although he was defeated by Linghu Aotian, Linghu Aotian was also severely injured by Murong Qianshan. After devouring the ancient dragon pill, he needed to consolidate his foundation and cultivate his essence. Linghu Aotian's approach of quick success and instant benefits finally suffered the backlash, and his combat power regressed and stagnated."

"Half a year ago, Linghu Aotian returned to the half-step martial master's realm twenty years ago, so he came to beg me to hope to get the blood of the dragon. I was reserved for this person, but after all, fate was a coincidence, so he asked him to browse the Dragon Book. How much he could remember and comprehend depends on his luck."

"As for the blood of the dragon, I did not give Linghu Aotian, but waited for the destined person. I didn't expect to meet you today. I hope you don't disappoint me."

Long Qingyun was shocked. It turned out that Emperor Linghu Aotian of the Great Food Empire and the Spirit of the Ancient Dragon had such a deep connection.

There are all kinds of wonders in the world.

The old and majestic voice of the ancient dragon continued: "Linghu Aotian is talented and talented, and has been exploring the endless sea for many years. Finally, he discovered that the "endless island" on the vast sea is visible to the dragon spirit on the "endless island" and it is not impossible for him to give the dragon blood to the dragon. After all, there is an ancient dragon pill given by the deity in Linghu Aotian's body."

"I know that you are from Middle Earth God Island and are determined to promote the unification of Middle Earth God Island. I have been waiting here for many years, and I also hope to wait for a hero from Middle Earth God Island. Because after Linghu Aotian led the Great Food Empire to unify Western Hezhou, it would be a matter of time before it was launched. It was just backfired by the ancient dragon pill, and its combat power was retreating and stagnant for many years, so I did not have the ability to fight against Middle Earth God Island. Now Linghu Aotian has recovered its combat power. At this time, the Central Earth God Island countries were united and they were all in power, just like a pile of loose sand, and they did not have the strength to resist the Great Food Empire at all."

"Although you are not old, fortunately you are mellow in nature, good luck, and have a lot of room for growth. Maybe you can become a force to resist Linghu Aotian. After all, you should do it yourself!"

The old age and the majesty sound came to an abrupt end.

The two narrow silver lights in front of Long Qingyun disappeared suddenly and disappeared into the darkness.

Suddenly, the space in front of him shook, and the world began to rotate. Long Qingyun suddenly felt his body rising rapidly in the 90-degree vertical passage, and a whirring sound of wind came from his ears.

I don't know how long it took.

"Bang!" With a sound of "bang!", a tall figure was thrown to the door of the dragon-shaped pattern. The man was wearing a blue shirt and looked a little confused. It was Long Qingyun.

Long Qingyun stepped on the ground with his feet. Even so, he couldn't help but stagger. He took a few steps back before stabilizing his body.

"Bang!" Then a few crisp sounds were followed, and four figures were thrown to the ground. It was Wei Congwen, Wei Congwu from the Iron Sword Sect, and Chun'er and Dong'er from the Meihua Immortal Palace. The four of them looked frightened and confused, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare.

"Bang!" Another loud noise, a young man in black was thrown out of the door and threw him directly to the ground. This man was Lei Congjun, a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect who went in alone, with a terrifying look all over his eyes, looking at everyone in horror.

Nangong Miaoran and Cui Hanshan.

He looked stunned, but his eyes were calm, as if he had some realization, because the last time the two of them entered the cave, they were thrown out like this.

The so-called dragon-type bloodline is not reliable?

Wei Congwen, Wei Congwu, and Lei Congjun also looked confused and looked at Cui Hanshan and said:

"Report to the elder, after we entered the cave, we seemed to have fallen into the abyss. After falling, we fainted and were thrown out."

Cui Hanshan knew it well, waved his hand and sighed: "Hey! It seems that my Iron Sword Sect and this ancient dragon cave have never been able to get married, and they have returned in vain several times."

Chun'er and Dong'er came to Nangong Miaoran and bowed, "Report to the fairy, I fell to the bottom of the cave after entering the cave and was unconscious. I don't know how long it took, but I was dumped out."

Nangong Miaoran nodded slightly, with a regretful expression on his face.

When Zhuge Huaiqin saw that Long Qingyun was fine, her frown brows stretched out, and she was happy and regretful. A feeling of melancholy surged into her heart and asked with regret:

"Junior Brother Long, why did he come out so soon? It only took half an hour to finish. It seems that you have not encountered the legendary ancient dragon spirit?"

Long Qingyun looked dark and pretended to be angry.
Chapter completed!