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1Zhong Ming looked at the history of the dragon clan without any ripples. This was something he did not know. It was a history from the ancient times.

He looked at the many colossal dragons trying to resist the Demon Clan with all their might and felt pity. However, no matter how much mercy they showed, it was to no avail. In order to protect the dragon region, the dragon race was fighting with their lives. Using their massive bodies as a barrier, they vowed to defend their homeland to the death.

Deep within the necropolis, Xuan Hao's spirit core had been restored to a dark-gold color. His flesh and blood could be seen growing back into that ghastly white bone. At this moment, there were no longer any giant dragons in the Dragon Domain. There were piles of corpses piled up one after another. The blood flowed into a small river, gurgling on the ground of the Dragon Territory. The blood accumulated into mountains of corpses, and the Dragon King also died in the Dragon Territory's great hall. The entire Dragon Domain had long become a purgatory of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. No living being would clean up these huge dragons, and no living being would dare to stay in the Dragon Domain.

On the battlefield of the Demon Clan outside of this region, the Demon Clan Commander's face was hideous, and he did not look like a human.

His voice was equally repulsive. It sounded as if he wanted to grind it into mud, but he kept making sour noises, one after the other: "Your fight has no meaning. You probably don't know, there are no longer any huge dragons in the Dragon Domain! "

"Your leader, your companions, the reinforcements you are waiting for … are all gone!" The Demon Clan leader enraged the huge dragons, belittled them, and issued a terrifying laughter that made people grind their teeth in anger. As if he had used some kind of spell, his voice echoed in the ears of the large dragons again and again, resounding in their minds and repeating continuously.

No! Zhong Ming shouted. However, Zhong Ming had no way to help these huge dragons, and could only watch as they fell down one by one onto the battlefield, and were dismembered by the Demon Clan. Not even a complete corpse could be left behind.

He clenched his fist tightly, constantly shaking his head. His lips were slightly pursed as he helplessly looked at these Ancient Giant Dragons, these dragon warriors who had fought so bravely for their entire life didn't even have a complete corpse. Zhong Ming was so angry that he almost roared, but his eyes were also turning more and more red, as if they were dripping blood.

Zhong Ming had completely forgotten that he was in an illusion. He rushed to the battlefield several times, trying to kill that damnable Demon Clan and try to save the dragon race. He stood on the battlefield in a daze. His Demon Clan and the berserk dragon kept on fighting with each other, melee battles and long-range attacks using spells … Zhong Ming couldn't do anything.

Suddenly, his spirit body appeared in the dragon race's necropolis. Zhong Ming still hadn't recovered from it. Right now, his heart's hatred towards the alien Demon Clan was as though it was real, he wished for nothing more than to exterminate them all. However, a loud dragon roar suddenly woke Zhong Ming up.

"Ang — —" A dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, and the ground of the dragon tomb began to slowly shake. Somewhere within the dragon tomb, a black dragon claw extended upwards, breaking the surface of the tomb, following which, a massive black dragon emerged from the ground.

"This is …" Xuan Hao? " The Black Dragon rose into the air and shot straight up into the sky. Demon Clan outside the battlefield and the few remaining Dragon Tribes were all frantically attacking each other, looking up into the sky.

In the sky, the huge black dragon hovered above the dragon's necropolis, and from within the necropolis, a dragon incantation began to sound. Zhong Ming didn't understand, but the sound of the incantation got louder and louder. It was so loud that the entire Dragon Domain was filled with ten thousand dragons chanting the same incantation.

His body was constantly growing bigger, and the dragon's scales could be seen to grow larger, brighter and brighter. Between the two horns, in the center of his forehead, there were three scales that were becoming more and more red, becoming bigger and bigger, gradually becoming rhombus shaped, with lines appearing on them one after another.

Zhong Ming didn't know the exact situation, but he heard the roars of the dragon race on the battlefield.

"Prince!"

"Young Master!" You, wait for us to get there! "

Following that, all the huge dragons chanted the same incantation in unison, and their bodies emitted their own colored rays of light.

Demon Clan began to panic, "Not good, they are offering sacrifices!"

Zhong Ming seemed to understand. He looked up into the sky at the Black Dragon with its blood-red eyes. Its eyes were filled with madness and evil, yet deep in its heart, there was a trace of nostalgia and indifference to death.

This was probably the sacrifice of all the dragon race members to Young Master. The Dragon King was already old, so Young Master died to save his people. All the dragon races, including those that died and survived, as long as their dragon souls were not destroyed, were all talking about Young Master who sacrificed himself to them. In the moment of the survival of the entire clan, among all the dragons, there was a unity that made Zhong Ming feel sad.

The reason why they were buried in the dragon's necropolis was because, when the ancestors of the dragon race were about to die, they had put forth all of their cultivation and set up a Inhibition s for the dragon's necropolis. All of the dragons who had died here, their souls would never be destroyed, and when the dragons died, they would once again appear in the form of dragon souls, exhausting everything they had in their lives. The dragons buried in the dragon tomb would forever be dragons and would never have the chance to reincarnate. In their entire lives, they had fought for the dragon race, and even after dying, they still fought for the dragon race.

The dragon soul that hadn't perished, the dragon soul that had been sacrificed on the battlefield, the heroic soul that had remained in the necropolis for a long time, all of these dragon souls gathered into three runes on Xuan Hao's forehead as he chanted.

The three diamond-shaped blood-red scales on his forehead flashed with a dazzling dark-red light. He slowly raised his head and looked at his fellow clansmen who had died for him on the battlefield; a kind of blood-red color gradually grew thicker. He then looked at the dragon domain that was filled with corpses, and the river of blood that flowed through the Purgatory, and a drop of blood actually appeared in his red eyes. He raised his head and hissed. Zhong Ming heard the dragon's roar and could actually understand the heartbreaking grief and despair.

The huge dragon instantly flew to the battlefield.

He spoke in the human tongue, "All of you alien monsters are trying to take over my home, colluding with the Evil Dragon Sect to kill my people, and insulting my compatriots on the battlefield …" His voice was hoarse as he sobbed blood from every single one of his words. It carried an apocalyptic hatred as his breath gradually became heavier.

"You pieces of trash, today, I will do my best and fight with everything I have," the colossal dragon's voice gradually grew louder as it said in a low and hoarse voice, "I will destroy your entire clan, not a single one will be left alive!"

Finished speaking, Zhong Ming watched him fly up into the sky, and spat out a huge dragon's breath, bringing with it a black flame as it instantly invaded the battlefield outside the Demon Clan. He slightly raised his dragon head and a giant hexagram appeared between the two horns. The array formation was constantly rotating. Zhong Ming was already used to it, so he didn't understand the secret technique of the Dragon clan. However, from his might, Zhong Ming was certain that it was enough to destroy this region of space and even tear space apart.

Zhong Ming was shocked. The dragon that he had made a contract with actually had such an earth-shattering power? This was something that he could only do when he was at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm!

How did this dragon revive and turn from gold to black? However, that disgusting Demon Clan leader had escaped death and fearlessly carried out all of Mystic Hao's words. "Do you know who your mother is?"

Xuan Hao ignored him and concentrated on displaying the Dragon Clan's forbidden technique to the limit.0

"You are also a Demon Clan! "You actually want to kill your own compatriots?" The leader of the Demon Clan was extremely terrified, as he actually spat out such a heaven-shaking secret.

Xuan Hao gave him an evil glance. That glance had allowed Zhong Ming to thoroughly understand his nature of Demon Clan. Cruel, bloodthirsty, indifferent, evil, insane, and the ultimate desire to destroy intertwined together. This was the current Xuan Hao.

Xuan Hao ignored him and continued to unleash this forbidden technique. He had to destroy the alien Demon Clan today and he did not want to leave a single one of them alive.

A colossal formation descended from the sky. The formation pressed down on the ground inch by inch as Demon Clan exploded from his body one by one. When the formation neared the ground, all of the flesh and blood that had been destroyed and the monster cores that had fallen to the ground shattered. Zhong Ming stared at this bloody scene for a long time.

This dragon really deserved to be his master and servant. His character was too similar. Zhong Ming was not afraid. He felt exceptionally carefree right now.

Xuan Hao spat out a mouthful of dragon breath, burning the battlefield outside the Demon Clan and Demon Clan within the Realm of the Gods to nothingness. He didn't even have a trace of flesh and blood on him, and when he looked far away, all he could see was a sea of black flames.

Xuan Hao turned around and flew towards the Dragon Domain. He stayed in the air and didn't fall for a long time.

"I am the Demon Clan, I knew it since a long time ago. Royal Father might not know this, but I have always had memories from the moment I was born. I remember everything he said to the elders about my seal and the things he said to me. " Xuan Hao bowed his head to his fallen compatriots. He was in the midst of confessing.

"He sealed my monster core and only kept my god core. "The magic core gave me the ability to be reborn, while the divine core gave me the qualification to live together with you."

"But now that my God's Core has been broken, I'm not qualified to die in the same area as you."

"royal father actually doesn't know that my evil nature has yet to be removed. I am a freak born from the combination of the divine dragon and Demon Clan. Brothers, seniors, the reason you gave me your power was because you could sense the bloodline of the divine dragon in my body. However, my Divine Dragon Bloodline has long since disappeared. I only have the remaining Divine Core in my body and only a broken Divine Core that is still tied to my Divine Dragon Bloodline. "

Zhong Ming looked at his lowered noble dragon head as blood-red tears dripped down from the sky. What was he trying to do? Zhong Ming felt that he was saying goodbye.

"Thank you for your trust in me. I will not allow anyone to set foot in the Dragon Domain. Brothers, seniors, rest in peace. "

Xuan Hao once again activated the Dragon clan's forbidden technique. This time around, he was going to protect the Dragon Domain.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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