Lord of Pets

"Peng!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The scorching sun shines in the sky, and a five-color cloud turns into brilliant fireworks, covering the entire sky.

The ancient sacrificial sounds sounded, followed by the roar of giant dragons.

On the cliffs, among the mountains, and in the mountain streams, pterosaurs circled and danced in groups, and the giant dragons galloped with their heads held high.

They are fanatical and excited, supporting a super loud chorus with dragon roars of different timbres.

Extraordinary creatures that can hear this sound from very far away, even if they are promoted to the supreme realm, must tremble and crawl to resist the overwhelming waves of air.

"The auspicious time has come!"

"Welcome to the Ancestral Dragon!"

"boom!!!"

Followed by an old holy dragon king, tearing his throat and screaming.

On the distant horizon, colorful lights rise.

They were behemoths that overwhelmed the world one after another, with wingspans of thousands of meters at every turn. Terrifying dragon power erupted from their bodies, and all the vegetation along the way bowed and knelt down.

"The Seventh Generation Tailless Dragon God is here in person!"

"The Fifth Generation Crystal Dragon God is here in person!"

"The Sixth Generation, the Dragon of Justice, is here in person!"

"The third generation of the Brilliant Dragon is here in person!"

"The fourth generation of the Fairy Dragon is here in person!"

"The Fifth Generation Demon Elephant Ancestral Dragon is here in person!"

"The second generation Thunder Dragon Mother is here!"

"The second generation, the twin heads of yin and yang, are here in person!"

"The second generation of the Fighting Dragon God is here in person!"

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Every time the old Holy Dragon King opened his mouth, the pure-blooded Holy Dragons surrounding the outer and inner circles of the valley erupted into roars of roaring dragon roars.

Each time, it was like adding a large amount of dry firewood to a raging fire, making the flames even more blazing and dazzling.

Dozens of breaths later, one-fifth of the empty valley center was occupied by more than twenty behemoths.

"Hahaha, the ancestor worship ceremony, the old dragon is also here to join in the fun!"

The earth cracked, and a divine dragon with a body length of 2,500 meters broke through a sinkhole-like hole and rushed into the valley.

Its whole body is covered with gray dragon scales, resembling rock forging.

There are no horns on the head, and there are 108 pointed cone stone pillars on the back, and the body is connected to each other like locks.

Seeing it, even a group of adult ancestral dragons must lower their noble heads to show the most primitive respect.

"Welcome the first generation, World Shield. May the blood of the first generation be immortal forever!"

"Hahaha, I'm old. It's not easy to give birth to a pure-blood descendant."

The World Shield Dragon God laughed and said with great pride:

"On the contrary, the old dragon is very interested in the reputation of the God of Ancestral Dragons."

"It's a pity that that old man from this world took the lead in attacking me, causing me to lose half of my face..."

"What did you say?" The gray mist rolled, and an old and desolate sense of depression fell from the sky.

When he looked again, there was a sturdy man in the center of the valley, staring with round eyes, not angry but powerful.

"If I hadn't been sealed by fate, I would have been able to attain enlightenment in ancient times."

"Old Shield, if you want to catch up with me, aren't you a bit crazy?"

"Hey." The World Shield Dragon God was not annoyed, nor did he face the awe that the God King should have, and said carelessly:

"Forget it, forget it, I'll let you enjoy this title as the fourth highest in the Dragon Clan for a while."

"Within five hundred years, Old Dragon, I will definitely break through the shackles, cross the last 1-star barrier, and ascend to the sixth highest position of the Dragon Clan!"

"Haha, five hundred years..."

The Hunshi Dragon God, in his transformed human body, teased and said:

"From Ono's rebirth to his ascension to the God King, the total number of years before and after will probably not last more than five hundred years."

"You, an old dragon with the reputation of being the first generation, have to take so long to do it, you are so unsatisfied!"

"Is that the same thing?" The World Shield Dragon God snorted, "Ono has witnessed his fate. Not only does he share the same brotherhood with the White Emperor, but he is also protected by the dragon head."

"Old Long, I am so confused. Do you want to compare with him?"

"Oh, by the way, speaking of which, we are both Dragon Kings, Hunshi, can you defeat Xiaoye?"

"How about after the sacrificial ceremony is over, Wanlong will witness it and see who is the fourth and fifth supreme leader of our clan, who is stronger and weaker, and who is better?"

"No need." The Dragon God contorted his mouth, as if he had a toothache: "My injuries from the battle at the Samsara River have not fully recovered yet."

"After the sacrifice, I went back to sleep. I finally had some free time. I'm sorry for Bai Di's hard work and dedication for not sleeping with him for eighteen hundred years."

"Excuses, they are all excuses!"

The World Shield Dragon God blew out a breath of fiery dragon breath and laughed heartily:

"If you can't beat me, you can't beat me. I have to find some lame excuses. It really loses my supreme status."

"Oh, then I admit defeat. I really can't beat Xiaoye."

The Hunshi Dragon God grinned, and a dangerous arc suddenly flashed on his face:

"Why don't we also compare notes."

"Your five-hundred-year breakthrough plan is a bit too long. If I help you practice it, you can shorten it by several decades... There are advantages and no disadvantages, so why not do it?"

"cough……"

The World Shield Dragon God choked, his eyes were wandering, and he was about to start a quarrel and argue.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. He looked up and looked at the cracks in space that appeared out of thin air hundreds of miles away.

There, the gray mist representing death swept across the world like a terrifying dragon.

A huge skeletal dragon with a wingspan of two thousand meters came galloping with a roar.

The golden soul fire shone brighter than the sun on the top of the sky.

And the overwhelming aura of the undead, although dark and deep.

But the restrained and pure dragon power is several times or even dozens of times more powerful than any ancestral dragon around him.

"Ono is here..."

"Hey... Bai Di is here too?!"

The World Shield Dragon God blinked, and then showed undisguised surprise.

Before its dragon roar could be heard in the sky, tens of thousands of holy dragons crawling on the ground began to shout in unison:

"Welcome to the Fifth Supreme God of Death, the Winged Dragon King!"

"Welcome the guardian spirit, the earthly dragon!"

"Welcome the White Emperor! The White Emperor's achievements are overwhelming, please accept Xiaolong's worship!!"

"Boom!"

If we talk about the ancestral dragons who come in groups, they are greeted by the awe and worship of the lower dragon species.

Then facing the skeletal pterosaur flying out of the space crack, and the handsome man in white clothes standing on the back of the pterosaur.

The dragons gathered inside and outside the valley...are completely crazy!

They roared and screamed in an almost out-of-control manner, using all their strength to sing enthusiastically.

And this scene, even in ancient times, when all three dragon giants were alive, it was impossible to witness it with one's own eyes.

"No need to be polite."

Bai Wushang put his hands behind his back and looked down, with a smile on his face.

As his voice fell, there seemed to be magical magic in the world, spreading to every plant and tree.

The huge roar of Wanlong gradually subsided, from high-pitched to convulsive and trembling, to panting and eyes burning, in only three or five breaths.

The huge valley suddenly fell into stagnation.

In the silence, only those pairs of blazing dragon eyes were focused on Bai Wushang, and the emotions of awe and admiration were ready to come out.

"Let the sacrifice begin. Ono has been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Woo——"

The skeletal pterosaur beneath the seat circled in a circle.

It has understood the art of reducing and enlarging bones, but this time, it did not deliberately change its body.

The Hunshi Dragon God nodded, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and when he flew up again, he also changed back to his true form.

"The ancestral dragon ship has been destroyed! Fortunately, the Dragon Clan transferred the ancestral artifacts in advance, and most of the old items passed down for a hundred thousand years are well preserved!"

"Invite the Hall of Merit!"

"The evil clan has been destroyed! The prologue of this glorious era will begin... under the witness of all the Dragon Ancestors!"

"Boom!!!"

Within the illusory space, a purple-gold temple burst out of the sky.

The temple is not big, but there are dragon-patterned divine pillars erected one after another on it. Different patterns, textures, and shapes and structures, when combined together, are ancient historical relics.

"Send dragon blood!"

The Hunshi Dragon God shouted for the second time.

After saying that, it bit its right paw and tore it hard. A large amount of gray-white blood turned into a storm of blood and poured on the temple.

"Roar!!"

The Brilliant Divine Dragon, the Demonic Elephant Ancestral Dragon, the Thunder Dragon Mother... all followed suit.

Including the Winged Dragon King of Death, Long Ye, it also shattered a section of the skeleton and squeezed out a drop of translucent blood from the marrow.

Bai Wushang, who was sitting on his back, was silent and watching quietly.

When it was the Holy Dragon's turn, the colorful blood condensed into a continuous blood cloud, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and the aura of the ancient world rushed towards his face.

"Click the dragon soul!"

The Hunshi Dragon God shouted for the third time.

This time, it closed its eyes, and a hazy soul fragment floated out from between its brows.

When it merged into the blood cloud, the violent thunder suddenly stopped, and an indescribable strange dragon power enveloped the valley.

"Tear!"

Long Ye did not hesitate and split a ball of golden soul fire.

When the power of its soul was integrated into the sacrificial ceremony, the projection of the earthly dragon suddenly appeared in front of him.

“In the name of the miraculous dragon head, we call upon our ancestors from ancient times.”

"Dragon gods buried in the past, if you still have residual spirits left in the world, come back, this is your homeland."

"The evil tribe of Taichu has been exterminated, and the extraordinary world has ushered in a new era. Your blood has not been shed in vain, and your will has not been buried. Your merits and fame will definitely be left to future generations, and will be sung and recited from generation to generation!"

"boom!!"

A golden bolt of lightning cracked the sky.

The colorful blood cloud turned into clouds and smoke rising from birds, and finally settled into a huge circular formation.

An illusory dragon soul that had lost its head and only had half of its body left was the first to rush out.

"The third-generation ancestral dragon Winter Dragon God!"

"In the final doomsday battle, it was hit by the remaining power of the Pale Hand and shattered into powder in an instant."

"I didn't expect that this ancient ritual can still find its remnants. It's great to be able to tell it that we won, that we defeated the evil tribe..."

The fourth generation ancestral dragon, the Fairy Dragon, has a smile as bright as a flower.

Soon, illusory dragons continued to pass through the formations and appeared in the sky above the Temple of Merit.

Ghost shadows fell heavily, but there was no coldness. Only the majesty remained. The valley was silent inside and outside. No matter how reckless the holy dragon was on weekdays, he had to hold his breath at this moment and use his own eyes to witness this miracle.

"Look! That's the first-generation Ancestral Dragon Lingxu!"

"I didn't expect that his old Long family would still have obsessions that refused to let go after his death!"

"The first generation, Po Jun... the first generation, Wu Shi... these are all seniors who only hear their names but not their bodies. I didn't expect that the power of the ritual witnessed by the dragon head would be so great!"

"Not only is the power of the dragon head, there are also two real ancestral dragon gods here!"

The World Shield Dragon God laughed and greeted an expressionless dragon soul cheerfully.

"Haha, look, that's my child!"

"Once upon a time, I also wanted to pass on my bloodline, but unfortunately I failed. I accidentally died outside the territory. I didn't even find the body."

"Good boy, what is your obsession?"

"Today's extraordinary and evil spirits have become a thing of the past!"

"The future of our dragon clan is destined to rise strongly, and we must compete with other clans for the real number one position!"

"Rest in peace, my father will take your ambition and hope to charge towards the sixth highest throne of the Dragon Clan!"

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The dragon shadow is charming and the dragon soul is wandering.

There are many ancestral dragons that exist in history books, more or less manifesting a trace of residual thoughts.

Most of them have no ability to communicate.

But they can listen, listen to the voices of their descendants, and finally return to nothingness with a smile.

"Destiny, space, time..."

"Most of the law fragments left by the three strongest first generations were devoured by me a long time ago."

The earthly dragon sighed softly, looking at the three giant dragon pillars in the center of the first row of the Dragon Hall of Merit, and sighed with emotion:

"They probably won't be able to manifest themselves, because they already knew everything the moment the fallen god's remaining thoughts were annihilated."

"Ono's father...maybe he can think of a way."

"I understand." Bai Wushang looked at the sacred pillar that Long Ye was staring at but no dragon soul had ever arrived, and summoned a silver-white book of oath with gold edges.

"Duo'er, do you want to try?"

"A dimension of tens of thousands of years should be possible..."

The Eye of the Sky Demon, the Queen of Time, points to the ground and floats in the sky.

In the final doomsday battle, with the help of the blooming source power of Taichu, she briefly activated the twenty-first legacy of Taichu and summoned the projection of the "Goddess of Time".

But unfortunately, after the battle, as the source of Taichu disappeared into Bai Wushang's body, her bloodline went from boiling to silent once again.

Of course, such a special change is entrenched in the blood and will never be forgotten.

Compared to the 9-star Myth and the Peak of the Ancestor, the Eye of the Demon and the Queen of Time, Ye Duoer is somewhat different.

"Wow~~~"

The pages of the Book of Time Spirits were turned quickly, and the more mysterious laws pushed away the dragon's power and injected it into the divine bone pillar.

Bai Wushang was concentrating, and the Death God Winged Dragon King sitting next to him was trembling slightly.

“Da da da da——”

Endless gray mist spurted, and on the ground soaked in dragon's blood, tombstones slowly rose one after another. Each one was like a hill, dilapidated and ancient, and the cold ghostly aura spread out, like a cold wind blowing against the ears. into the neck.

"Shua——"

Among the silhouettes of the remaining souls, the end of the gray mist.

A huge bone dragon slowly stood up, and when it spread its wings, it was like a giant beast holding up the sky, spreading out wisps of desolate aura.

"Your Majesty!"

The second-generation ancestral dragon fights against the dragon god Long Wuji, and endless light bursts out from the golden child.

"Um...where is this?"

The bone dragon whispers, like the roar of hell.

Long Ye, whose trembling was gradually increasing, could no longer hold back. He lowered his head towards the bone dragon, which was only half his size, and the dragon soul stirred:

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"Father..."

"I never thought that one day I would be able to see you again..."

"Huh?" Bone Dragon shook his head, as if he still couldn't figure out the current situation.

But the incomparably consistent laws and the bloodline from the same source made all his attention quickly focused in front of him.

"Who are you……"

"...Ono?"

"Father, it's me!"

Tatsuno was respectful. Although he used all his strength to express his own majesty, he only bypassed the bone dragon in front of him and only let it watch and witness his growth instead of facing the pressure directly.

"Father, I have been reborn from Nirvana and grown up."

"Over the years, I have fought against evil spirits. The heart-eating snake that once caused your demise and caused my death to leave a stain on my bloodline was also successfully killed by us."

"Even not long ago, the evil spirits from the beginning, from top to bottom, from the Pale Hand, the origin of natural disasters, to the evil gods and evil believers of all sizes, all returned to dust, dust to dust, and completely disappeared from our world. , annihilated by flying ashes."

"What? The evil race is extinct?!"

The illusory dragon soul of the third-generation ancestral dragon, the Death Pterodactyl Long Zijian, suddenly shook like a tornado.

The next second, his soul's sound transmission was beating violently, and he stared at Long Ye's bones and soul in surprise and disbelief:

"This feeling...this feeling..."

"What a terrifying power of death, especially above me, surpassing my law of death countless times..."

"Ono, you, are you...the God King?!"

"Father, I am fortunate to have lived up to my destiny."

Long Ye lowered his head. When he spoke, Wan Long did not dare to breathe:

"I follow your footsteps, move steadily, and reach the pinnacle of the ancestors."

"With Bai's help and the blessing of the Miracle Dragon Head, I even have the bloodline of the Taichu Immortal, the Dragon of Destruction."

"I'm...not just the God King!"

"Among the God Kings, the only ones who can compete with me, looking at the extraordinary, are Yinhe, Ye Duo'er, and Xing, these partners who share life and death."

"Besides, maybe I am still the only one with the line of death."

"But before long, I will choose to divide my bloodline to give birth to my descendants and continue my inheritance, so that the will of the death lineage will never be erased!"

"Hiss..." The pterodactyl dragon of death, Long Zijian, with the shadow of a bone dragon, his shocked face gradually relaxed.

The violently beating soul fire slowly calmed down, and what emerged instead was the visible relief, and the overwhelming pride of sticking to one's true heart.

"Father, none of your past choices and past efforts have been in vain."

"Bai has become an extraordinary savior, and I will shoulder the future of the entire dragon clan and lead the dragon clan to greater glory."

"Father, do you have any other wishes?"

"Is this prosperous age as you wish?"

"Hahaha!" Long Zijian laughed, "If you have a son like this, what do you want for your father?"

"I have no other wish. Come on, Lingxu, you bad old man, what are you doing standing around? Come and drink with me!"

"Huh? There are so many familiar brothers and sisters? Come on, come on, I won't come back until you get drunk today! It's so good! It's so good!!"

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Extra 2: Is this prosperous age what you want? --over.