Everlasting Sword God

Zhao Ernai is the blood of Zhengshuo of Dragon Palace.

Although it is not burst out, the blood veins are much thinner than those of Zhao Dalong Wang and Long Jun, and they have not been able to participate in the dragon blood sacrifice, but they are still eligible to enter the crystal glazed tower.

Now that Zhao Dalong King is seriously ill and unconscious, Lung Po and the Lord of Long County are busy sacrificing, and Dragon Emperor's Mansion has become the world of Zhao Er, and naturally no one will stop him.

The Lord of Long County is busy suppressing the dragon's blood-she has always disliked this uncle and knew the ambition of the person. At this time, she was even more impatient, and frowned, "Uncle, the sacrifice is urgent, no matter what, wait for the dragon's blood. Say it after the ritual is over. "

Zhao Er gritted his teeth: "Don't you even see your father for the last time?"

"what?"

There is a cricket in the Lord of Dragon County, the blood of dragon blood suddenly shakes in the sacrifice formation, the whole crystal glazed tower makes a sound, and the bell hanging on the eaves shakes together, the crisp sound is like a crack.

The dragon blood sacrifice is very delicate. As long as there is a slight change, it may cause the recoil of boiling blood.

The Lord of Dragon County quickly and voluntarily captured his mind and called the power of the formation method. The idols portrayed on the four walls of the crystal glazed tower turned into substance, which reluctantly suppressed the impact of Dragon Blood.

"What happened to father father?"

The Lord of the Long Jun pressed his hands down, his face was soiled, and his forehead was sweating. He knew that this was a critical moment, but he couldn't help but care about his father's life and death.

"The blood of the dragon just trembled, and your father came back to look back, sober for a moment." Zhao Er lowered his head, his voice was sore, "It's just that he's in a state of exhaustion, but he won't last long."

He looked at the Lord Longjun. "Before the elder brother was dying, I just wanted to see you. It also has something to do with the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor's Palace. I must inform you personally."

If there is any accident to King Zhao Dalong, of course, the mainstay will be inherited by the master of the dragon department. There are indeed many secrets in the tradition that must be told.

But now is the fall and death of Dragon Emperor's Mansion, how can the Dragon County Master leave?

She bit her lip tightly, tears couldn't stop rushing out of her eyes, her body trembled like a willow branch in the wind, and her double crying, mental and physical, almost made her intolerable.

After all, the Lord of Long County was not a girl who was just right, and had never seen a storm.

In the past, her father sheltered her from the wind and rain.

This dragon blood sacrifice was almost the first real test she encountered.

——This test is too harsh for her.

Prior to the dragon blood sacrifice, the Lord of Long County had always held high hopes that as long as the sacrifice ritual could be successfully carried out, the boiling dragon's blood could be suppressed, and the calamity of the Dragon Emperor's Palace would be overcome, his father's illness would be better.

This hope is supporting her, so that she can prepare for the sacrifices without hesitation.

But now, at the most critical moment, someone suddenly told her that her father was going to die?

Even if the dragon blood sacrifice is successful and the 500-year-old calamity of the Dragon tribe is resolved, it is still impossible to save his father's life?

The Lord Long Jun was a little at a loss, and she was almost at a loss.

"I can't leave"

She murmured to herself that the dragon's blood was burning, and she was the key to the sacrifice.

She really can't go.

"If it's just a few words, I think I can hold you for a while."

Zhao Er volunteered.

auzw.com He lowered his head and wiped his tears, sighing: "My elder brother thought so much that he wanted to see you with a sigh of relief. If you don't go, I'm afraid he will die."

"Uncle You?"

The first reaction of the Longjun Lord was doubt.

In the Dragon Emperor's Mansion, the purest blood is naturally Long Po, Zhao Dalong Wang, and Long Jun. The Long Po is old, and Zhao Da Long Wang is unconscious, so the theme of sacrifices falls on the head of Long Jun.

——As a royal family, Zhao Er's blood concentration will not be too bad. It is still far away from the Longjun Lord, but if it is only for a while, it will be enough support.

just

Zhao Er's actions after the Dragon King fell ill are obvious to all. Everyone knows his ambitions, and the Longjun Lord certainly doubts his motives.

Seeing her hesitation, Zhao Er smiled bitterly: "I expected that my niece would not believe me, but this matter is related to the survival of my dragon palace. Even if I have some other thoughts, would I dare to perfuse such a major event? Is it okay? "

Are there eggs under the nest?

If the Dragon Emperor's Mansion is destroyed, Zhao Er's ambitions will become rootless duckweed. As long as he has a little brain, he shouldn't mess with Dragon Blood Ritual.

This is the reason to convince the Lord of Longjun.

"If my niece still doesn't believe me, then I have to show sincerity first."

Zhao Er sneered, and suddenly pulled his dagger from his waist and aimed at his heart with a stab.

puff!

Blood spurted from the heart, and sprinkled in the sacrificial dragon blood array, like a burning flame, bursting brightly in the air.

"This is the way to kill blood!"

The Lord of Long County stayed-she had to trust Zhao Er until now.

Release the dragon's blood in the heart to increase the concentration of the dragon's blood in a short time, but after a period of time, it will be weak and seriously injured. If the blood is kept for too long, it may even lose the activity of the dragon's blood, making the original dragon's blood into ordinary humans. !!

Zhao Er's actions are not without sacrifices!

Is he really for the Dragon Emperor's Mansion and doesn't even care about his life?

If this is the case, even if he has the ambition to replace it, he is not a very vicious person!

"Uncle, why so?"

Long Jun sighed, she felt a little ashamed in front of her blood relatives.

"I can trust you."

She stood up, slowly walked down the stairs, left the center of the altar, and reached out to help Zhao Er.

"Here, I'll trouble the second uncle for a while, I'll go back when I go."

The Longjun Lord's tone was as calm as possible, but he could not help choking his throat because of his father's safety.

There was a ray of ecstasy in Zhao Er's eyes. He took a few steps, boarded the altar, and his blood-stained hands pressed heavily on the ground's lines of law!

laugh!

The dragon's blood sent a warm response, another wave of shocks came from time to time, and the crystal glazed tower shook violently.

The wind chimes at the eaves corners can no longer maintain their shape under the impact, they smash and collapse, turning into blood-colored dust, scattered in the wind!