As the ancient spiritual dragon turned left and right in the tunnel, he came to a very wide stone chamber. Guan Heng noticed that there were thousands of huge coffins in this room. It seemed that the burial of the Zulong clan had already passed away.

"Oh—" Suddenly, the ancient spiritual dragon standing in front sighed, and it murmured with melancholy and regret: "I didn't expect that the Ancestral Dragon clan, who has lived in the world for countless years, has reached the point of life and death."

"I originally thought that I was the revival lord born to God in my clan and could lead the people to live happily forever, but I didn't expect that I would still lead the fatal disaster to the Zulong clan."

"At the beginning, if I hadn't accepted the Blood Demon Clan as an ally regardless of everyone's opposition, how could I have fallen into such a field?"

"Wife and son are all destroyed, and all relatives are destroyed... The brothers of the Dragon Master Army are fighting the powerful enemy outside, but I can only look at your coffin here and sigh! Sometimes, I really want to die just like this and then reunite with everyone."

He trembled and stroked the huge sarcophagus in front of him. The originally tall body of the ancient spiritual dragon was already hunched over and could no longer stand up.

"Hmph, if you die so cowardly, you will be called a powerful person from the Ancestral Dragon Clan. Even I will look down on you!" Guan Heng stared at the back of the Linglong and said in his heart: "Don't let those damn enemies succeed completely. I believe that you still have the last bit of fighting spirit!"

"No, I, the ancient spiritual dragon, even if I want me to die, I have to drag all my despicable enemies on the road!" When I said this, soon, the back of the strongest person in the Ancestral Dragon clan was straightened again.

It continued: "Ancestors of the Ancient Dragon Clan, your descendants have been framed by despicable enemies to the point where they cannot save themselves. Therefore, I have no choice but to use some unpredictable consequences to kill all the other party. Forgive me, I can only use this last method!"

"Swish!"

He slowly stretched out his hand, Linglong gently stroked the sarcophagus in front of him, and murmured to himself: "Inside this coffin is my wife, Die Yu... She has been with me for thousands of years, and her husband and wife have deep affection and have children for me. Six years ago, I trusted the enemy's intelligence and fell into a siege, causing all my subordinates to die in battle. Fortunately, Die Yu rushed into the enemy formation alone, killing the blood demon generals in a row, commanding hundreds of people, and saving me from danger."

When she said this, she dripped tears on the lid of the coffin. Linglong was already crying: "But she was ambushing again on the way home, and she died seriously injured..."

"The red-horned Ancestral Dragon lineage has the highest bone hardness of this clan. Butterfly Jade is the last pure-blooded Red-horned Ancestral Dragon, which is even better than the ordinary tribe."

Linglong continued to whisper: "Oncestors are here, please witness. Today I will cast my beloved wife's remains into the strongest dragon bone armor. From now on, my husband and I will join forces to kill the enemy and will never be separated!"

Hearing this, Guan Heng's tiger body trembled slightly behind the Linglong, and he thought to himself: "Is this the origin of the dragon bone armor?"

In an instant, Guan Heng, who had experienced countless major events and was as stable as a rock, couldn't help but clench his fists.

Looking at the Ancient Spirit Dragon who was sobbing and muttering to himself, intending to cast his wife's remains into armor, Guan Heng sighed: "It must be the most painful to make such a decision, but to defeat a powerful enemy, being able to do this means that he has reached a tragic and helpless state."

After mourning his deceased wife, the Ancient Spirit Dragon walked to the two sarcophagus behind him and reached out to touch the lid of the coffin. "This is my eldest son, my second son. When facing a strong enemy, they are brave and invincible. When facing each other, they are brothers and brothers and respectful, and they are all good children."

He said softly: "But it was because when breaking through the siege, they covered each other and were killed by both enemies. Son, I'm sorry for you for your father, but now, in order to eliminate the beasts that killed you, I have to cast the remains of my two sons into a 'dragon claw flying fork' to kill the enemies of the Blood Demon clan."

Guan Heng listened next to him and thought to himself: "After the deceased wife, it's my beloved son's turn. How much resentment and persistence is it that makes it decide to do this? It's terrible. If it weren't for losing everything and being desperate, it would definitely not be possible."

At this moment, the ancient spiritual dragon had already walked towards the last area. There were no sarcophagus here, but there were hundreds of huge stone altars. Standing near these altars, it sighed: "Brothers, I'm here!"

"Buzz buzz! Buzz buzz!" As soon as the words fell, the Qianbai Stone Altar immediately made a trembling sound. Immediately, countless dragon roars sounded: "Wow buzz--"

Even Guan Heng was excited by the powerful aura they produced. He thought to himself: "Are these all members of the Ancestral Dragon clan who are familiar with the Spirit Dragon?"

As expected by Guan Heng, at this moment, the ancient spiritual dragon slowly said: "As soldiers of the Dragon Master Army, you have followed me to fight for many years. When you fell under the enemy's sword, you did not disappoint me, but now it's time for me to use your strength."

With a sudden wave of his hand, it pointed out to the outside of the tomb passage and spoke loudly: "Now, nearly a hundred dragon servants are fighting bloody battles with the enemy. You, please follow me and those robes to fight again to kill the evil thieves of the Blood Demon Clan who have killed thousands of swords!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

In the flash, thousands of dragon soul auras left in the remains of the stone altar rushed out and gathered wildly in the air. It was originally a spiritual breath ball with a diameter of ten feet, but then it shrank smaller and smaller. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a walnut-like size, crystal clear, exuding a violent and ferocious soul aura.

"Dragon Soul Pearl has been condensed successfully."

With a casual move, the dragon soul bead fell into the palm of the ancient spiritual dragon. At this time, it said lightly: "The remains of my wife, son, and the dragon soul of the brothers in the robe have been used. How can I stay out of it?"

"In the name of the ancient spiritual dragon, 90% of the essence and blood in the body are extracted and condensed into 'Essence and Blood Stone'!"

As soon as the words were finished, the Linglong was already sitting cross-legged, and then said: "With the words of 'killing all the blood demon clans', I will turn my dragon marrow into a demon-sealing thing, but if the blood demon clan encounters this thing, they will end up with no exception!"

"Uhhhhhhh--"

The next moment, the ancient spiritual dragon was already wailing and screaming. After all, the pain of blood-drawing and grafting is extraordinary. However, in order to avenge and to destroy the despicable and shameless enemies of the Blood Demon Clan, the spiritual dragon even used his wife, children and robes. How could he care about how much pain he suffered?

All of this is tolerant and worth it, as long as it can help me get rid of all evil enemies!

The ancient spiritual dragon had only this idea in his mind. Finally, in the ancient tomb, it created the five strongest treasures, and these secret treasures were all specially designed to restrain the existence of the Blood Demon Clan.
Chapter completed!