Lord of Pets

On the cliff, the wind rustled, and there was a sense of desolation.

The Death Winged Dragon was looking at Bai Wushang, silently, waiting for his choice.

One is smooth sailing, with a bright future, a foreseeable future, and fame, fortune and wealth at your fingertips.

The other is in a fog, full of thorns, full of uncertainty, and it is difficult to predict the dangers and final results.

Such a major life event is far beyond anything before.

We can only think hard, do our best, and weigh the pros and cons from different angles.

However, after Bai Wushang thought about it, he only had one answer in his heart -

"Senior Death God, I choose the second path!"

"Okay!" Long Zijian laughed again.

In an instant, the wind blew violently, and a mournful sound seemed to resound between the heaven and the earth, which was both gentle and heart-wrenching.

In the process of the soul fire fragmenting and disintegrating, a soul thought rushed into the sky and reached the ears of every dragon god:

"Witness fate, my last wish is to open up the spiritual ruins, yin and yang, and glory for the descendants of the Bai family of the human race. Don't let me down again..."

"Your Majesty!" Long Wuji's eyes were red, and he was breathing rapidly, as if there was a sharp bone stuck in his throat.

An elder who admired, respected and respected the most had his last soul broken and fell into eternal sleep.

This kind of sadness tugs at the nerves and hurts the heart.

"Bang bang bang!"

As if it sensed something, the bright red fetal egg beat wildly, trying to break away from the barrier of the fetal egg and return to the world.

A hazy green light gently covered it, preventing it from violent behavior.

Yin and Yang, goblins, celestial eclipses...including the Ancestral Dragon of Lingxu, all the dragon gods lowered their heads and fell into silence.

After a long time, when the sky and the earth were clear and the sight became clear again, Lingxu sighed softly and put an end to this matter:

"The god of death has passed away, and another glorious generation has come to an end."

"But...the bones of the past have forged the road to the future, and the fire is still being passed on..."

The Dragon of Destiny, which was always floating in the air, smiled slightly, and its huge figure disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

Ling Xu looked at the illusory divine dragon escaping, his eyes swayed, and the emerald green divine light condensed on Bai Wushang's body.

"Sequence Holy Son, this is an ancient road, and it is also a broken road that no one has ever walked through. Is it going to be opened again..."

"However, since it is entrusted by the God of Death, the first-generation Ancestral Dragon Lingxu has no objections!"

"Fifth Generation Demon Elephant, no objection!"

"Fifth Generation Crystal, no objection!"

"Second Generation Yin Yang, second the motion!"

"Three generations of brilliance, second the proposal!"

…

In front of the Ancestral Dragon Boat, the twelve Dragon Gods were all speaking in the ancient dragon language. The sky that had just returned to calm suddenly saw colorful rays of light rising, falling into Bai Wushang's body one after another.

"Don't be alarmed. This is a special mark that represents recognition."

"After this, you will carry Longting's trust and embark on an extraordinary path."

As he spoke, Lingxu looked at the Brilliant Dragon, who nodded, his eyebrows cracked, and three drops of bright golden blood flowed out.

"Beyond the Realm Gate, it's not a place you can set foot in yet. Come back when you become a Holy Lord."

"Leave here with my blood and return to the Dragon Palace. The goblin's clone will be responsible for the follow-up ending..."

Bai Wushang's body began to fly upside down, rushing towards the teleportation gate from which he came.

But he was still confused, so he shouted and asked:

"Senior of the dragon clan, how long will it take for the little ancestral dragon to complete nirvana? When will I be able to see it again?"

"It can take as little as ten years, or as long as a hundred years. As for when we will meet, it depends on you..."

After the faint words fell, when he looked again, the world around him was spinning, and there was no longer a desolate scene.

Bai Wushang felt lost, as if something was missing in his heart, and then there was an extra concern.

"Shuashuashua——"

The Great Sage Dragon Hall and the Central Dragon Temple are still in the dilapidated appearance they were before they left. There are so many cracks and pits that you can’t even put your feet down. They are completely different from when they were intact.

Bai Wushang's return immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

Silent Xuanyuan Hou, An Suyi, Mingzun...

The desperate black dragon and the fiery spiritual dragon wandering in joy and madness...

After waking up from the door of slumber, the holy dragon army, who could only serve as an audience from beginning to end, and had been in a constant cycle of shock, daze, shock, and daze, finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other with a trace of light in their eyes.

"Wu Shang, you're back!" The Black Dragon of Despair rushed over, and hurriedly stopped in the middle. It tried its best to restrain the dark aura that was uncontrollable due to excitement, and shouted from a long distance:

"Where's Brother Wuji? Where's Little Zulong? And Your Majesty, why haven't you come back?"

"The God of Death...has fallen." Bai Wushang paused for a moment, but chose to tell the truth.

The desperate black dragon groaned, its eyes widened, and after being confused and confused, its expression gradually dimmed.

"After all...is he gone after all? There is no chance of resurrection? Your Majesty... Your Majesty has fallen completely like this?"

"Yes!" Bai Wushang took a deep breath, "Time is short and it doesn't have time to see you again, but it is proud of you. It is very gratified and happy. Thank you very much for your efforts..."

The black dragon cried, the fiery spiritual dragon roared wildly, and the glorious dragon's body trembled slightly, forcibly suppressing some explosive emotions.

At this moment, the remaining members of the Death Line showed emotions that were purer and more sincere than those of humans.

"As for Little Zulong and Senior Wuji..."

Bai Wushang was about to briefly narrate when a slightly reminding gaze quietly fell on him.

"What happened here should be dealt with under a big ban. Everything that happened should be classified as the top secret of Dragon Court!"

"How to do it specifically, Xuanyuan, Morrowind, Swallowing Sky, Lava... you are responsible for following up!"

"Yes!" Hou Xuanyuan stood up first and saluted the Fairy Dragon with clasped fists.

His expression has returned to calmness, and apart from being a little pale, there is no obvious strange look when he looks at Bai Wushang.

"Yes..." The Heavenly Ice Crocodile Dragon, the Lava Ax Dragon King, and the Sky-Swallowing Beetle Dragon, which were sealed in the Death Necklace earlier, fell out of space because of Long Wuji's burning necklace, and fell into a dying body. They were just killed by the Fairy Dragon. He woke up and barely regained some strength.

The three-headed holy dragon king's head was filled with a massive amount of information at this time.

In the blink of an eye, the person who framed him went round and round, not only did he not receive fatal censure or punishment, but he actually returned to the orthodoxy of Longting with a piercing attitude, and his status became vaguely nobler than them.

This change is extremely dramatic and contradictory. No matter how powerful the dragon's heart is, it is still beating wildly.

"Feel sorry……"

Bai Wushang still remembered that when the Sky Ice Crocodile Dragon entered the Great Holy Dragon Palace as He Jiuyang, it spared no effort and devoted its efforts to help. It was a blessing to survive the storm.