Huanglong is the most outstanding Tianjiao of the dragon clan, at least once.

Of course, he can feel the power of the soul of the Dragon King, which is at least the peak state of Dara Jinxian!

The ancient dragon clan was so powerful that ZuLong suppressed the eight wastelands and six harmonies. Under him, the nine sons of ZuLong were all quasi saints.

In addition, there are four emperors and sixteen kings.

The four emperors of the dragon clan are also quasi saints, and each of the sixteen Kings is the realm of daruo Jinxian!

Of course, after the end of that era, the ancestors of the dragon clan have all collapsed. The Lucky Dragon Clan and the dragon soul have been able to return to the Dragon tomb, but more dragon people have completely disappeared.

The soul of this Dragon King entered aomo's body and directly became aomo's power. Then, another dragon soul emerged.

This is also Dragon King level

Huanglong Zhenren then looked at the Dragon spirits flying out of it one by one, and then did not enter aomo's body.

There are 11 dragon spirits, two Dragon Kings and Nine Dragon Kings!

If these dragon people are still alive now, they will definitely be able to dominate the three realms. As long as the sages don't fight, there will be no problem for the dragon clan to sweep the heaven.

But unfortunately, they are all dead, so these souls have no magic power. All they have is the dragon's obsession and spirit.

Of course, aomo knew very well that the spirit and obsession of these dragon spirits were the most precious wealth. In contrast, cultivation was not so important.

Ao Mo never worried about his accomplishments because he firmly believed that he could definitely cultivate himself.

Ten thousand dragons echo in the tomb of the dragon. Eleven dragon spirits above King level sacrificed themselves to Ao Mo, the Dragon Emperor of the new era. This is a very sacred inheritance ceremony!

……

Huanglong Zhenren looks dispirited. He always firmly believes that his road is right.

But by this time, the dragon soul has made a choice.

They would rather follow Ao Mo, the wild man and the little dragon, than follow themselves.

These dragon spirits will have such a reaction, because aomo's will infected them.

But after all, it was hard for him to accept the fact.

In fact, this can be understood. Think about it, I have believed in and adhered to the concept for the majority of my life, but now suddenly someone appears and tells me that it is wrong. I'm afraid that anyone can't accept it.

"No, it shouldn't be like this. If these ancestors of the dragon clan made the right choice, then the ancient dragon clan would not perish!"

"Yes, it must be..."

Huanglong Zhenren began to find comfort for himself, because only by proving that he was right, could he live better.

At this time, the majestic air outside aomo's body condenses and emerges again, and a powerful breath rises rapidly.

His three flowers reappeared behind his forehead and turned into a beautiful and sacred shadow.

"Today's predecessors cast our dragon soul. Aomo will surely live up to the support of the ancestors of the dragon clan. The spirit of the dragon people can't be forgotten!"

"My dragon race is fighting with heaven, with all living beings, and even with myself for life!"

Every word of Ao Mo is extremely resolute. This is an oath from the heart. Strictly speaking, it is equivalent to a great ambition.

At that time, zhunti and Jieyin's talent or foundation was insufficient, which was due to the great ambition and the care of Hongjun, which could prove the way of sages.

Under Ao Mo's solemn and profound words, his cultivation directly broke through the realm.

In the early stage of Taiyi Jinxian, it leaped to the middle stage at one stroke, and even didn't stop!

……

But at this moment, Tianhe barracks again ushered in an unexpected guest.

Several people in plain white robes went directly to the Bank of Tianhe river.

Tianhe's garrison made a response at the first time, immediately listed a neat array of troops, blocking them outside.

A general of Tianhe dart flag suddenly yelled: "stop, this is the Tianhe guard area, no people are allowed to enter!"

But who knows, just after finishing his words, he was directly oppressed by a force of magic and flew backwards.

The white Taoist robe's face was full of arrogance. He did not care about the garrison in the sky, but directly operated his mana. He yelled: "Marshal Tianpeng, the special envoy of the Antarctic longevity emperor, don't come out to meet you soon!"