"Zimo, think about what you want to take away next."
The old monk said: "The Valley of Dragon Bones is the habitat of the ancient dragon clan. If your blood is impure, you will definitely be rejected if you enter it, and the situation may be very difficult."
Su Zimo's physical body is indeed of impure blood.
But his bloodline was derived from practicing the Secret Code of the Great Wilderness Demon King. When mixed with the blood of the Candle Dragon, it was even more terrifying than the pure-blooded Candle Dragon!
"Don't worry too much. No matter where you are, you will always respect your strength."
The red-haired ghost said: "Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say! If you can frighten those little brats of the Dragon Clan, you will naturally gain their approval."
Su Zimo nodded.
There are many treasures on his body, and the two souls are going to practice separately, so they need to be carefully arranged.
The bronze square tripod is the natal magical weapon of the red-haired Yin God, so naturally it must follow him.
The Zhuzhao Stone can only play its role in this physical body, and it must follow the red-haired Yin God to the Valley of Dragon Skeletons.
Of course, in the Valley of Dragon Bones, his greatest reliance is his body and blood!
This dragon's true body will continue to practice according to the secret code of the Great Wild Demon King.
To a certain extent, the true form of the Dragon Clan is the path Dieyue has chosen for Su Zimo, and he will continue to walk it to the end.
After the black-haired soul reshaped its physical body, it merged with the human race's three great traditions of immortals, Buddhas and demons, and it became another avenue.
However, this may still not be His way!
Su Zimo will walk his own path!
Not long after, a majestic and high-pitched dragon roar sounded in the sky above Dragon Burial Valley, shaking the world and having the power to make all spirits surrender!
The red-haired ghost opened his mouth and also let out a dragon roar.
Immediately afterwards, a divine dragon with fiery red scales all over its body and majestic horns descended over the ancient temple.
The dragon's eyes were like a torch, and he looked around below. There was a red beard floating under the dragon's jaws, and his whole body was burning with flames, and he was so oppressive!
Fine cracks appeared in the void around Shenlong, trembling slightly, and the wind howled!
The old monk frowned.
This was the resting place of many powerful men thousands of years ago. Naturally, he was a little unhappy to be disturbed like this.
Uh-huh!
A rusty chain burst out from the cemetery and struck through the air at an extremely fast speed, arriving in an instant.
The dragon in mid-air didn't even react before it was slapped hard!
"Transform into human form, get down!
The red-haired ghost's voice sounded.
This majestic dragon turned into a middle-aged man wearing a red robe and descended into the cemetery.
"Clan leader, you are really not dead!"
After seeing the red-haired ghost, the red-robed man looked excited and his eyes showed endless ecstasy!
Su Zimo could see that this kind of joy could not be faked, but came from the heart.
Listening to the red-robed man calling the red-haired ghost his clan leader, it is not difficult to see that the red-haired ghost had a very high status in the dragon clan. He was either the clan leader of the dragon clan or the clan leader of the Zhulong clan!
However, Su Zimo didn't know what Zhulong was in the dragon clan and what kind of status it had.
He knew very little about the Dragon Clan.
"Clan leader, are these chains on your body?"
When the red-robed man saw the chains on the red-haired ghost, his eyes widened, anger burned, and murderous intent burst out. He stepped forward and wanted to break the chains.
"You don't have to worry about these scraps of metal."
The red-haired ghost curled his lips and said, "If I had wanted to, I would have torn it off long ago."
"Then why don't you come back after all these years, patriarch?"
The man in red robe couldn't help but ask.
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly turned around and looked at the old monk not far away with a murderous look. He said in a cold voice: "It must be this old bald donkey! Chief, please don't worry. This old bald donkey's energy and blood are declining. Watch me kill him!"
Su Zimo was secretly speechless.
This red-robed man deserves to be from the Zhulong clan, and his temper is too hot.
"Suppress you!"
The red-haired ghost shook the chain and slapped the red-robed man again.
The man in red robe could obviously dodge, but he remained motionless and allowed the red-haired ghost to beat him.
"I have stayed here all these years. There is another reason. You don't need to know."
The red-haired ghost did not explain to him, but said in a deep voice: "I'm calling you here today because I have other important matters. You take him back to the Valley of Dragon Bones and go to the Ancient Divine Spring for healing!"
"If the elders of the clan don't agree, just say it was my wish."
As he spoke, the red-haired ghost pointed at Su Zimo.
"he?"
The man in red robe glanced at Su Zimo's lifeless body lying on the ground, then at the red-haired Yin Shen, frowned, and asked: "Clan leader, this son's blood is not pure, so there is no need to attach such importance to him, right? "
"Arrange according to my instructions."
The red-haired ghost's tone left no room for doubt, and he said: "Also, there is a dragon snake beside me, and it is also seriously injured. Let's take it to the Ancient Divine Spring together."
"ah?"
The man in red robe was stunned.
The red-haired ghost is the leader of the Zhulong clan and has a very high status in the entire dragon clan, but these arrangements are really against the rules!
"Clan leader, this will definitely attract criticism!"
The red-robed man frowned and said, "Even if the elders of the Zhulong clan agree, I'm afraid the elders of the other four dragon veins will come forward to stop it."
"Hold up what?"
The red-haired ghost stood up with a roar, his eyes flashed red, and he said loudly: "I have been away from the clan for ten thousand years, and now I can arrange for two people to go to the ancient divine spring to recover from their injuries!"
"It's not impossible, it's just the two of them..." The man in red robe hesitated to speak.
The ancient divine spring is extremely rare.
Only the dragon clan members with the purest blood and extremely high status are qualified to enter.
Su Zimo and Guyun have no qualifications at all.
To be precise, the two of them are not even considered the lowest-level dragon clan among the dragon clan!
The red-haired ghost fell silent.
After a long time, he looked at the man in red robe and asked, "Do you know why I called you here?"
"I don't know."
The red-robed man looked respectful.
The red-haired ghost pointed at Su Zimo and said word by word: "From now on, you will regard him as my bloodline and my son!"
"ah!"
The red-robed man's expression changed drastically and he let out a low cry.
Su Zimo was also shocked.
He often quarrels with the red-haired ghost. He never thought that he would have such weight in the red-haired ghost's heart!
The red-haired ghost said slowly: "My child is qualified to go to the Ancient Divine Spring to recuperate!"
"have!"
The man in red robe nodded without hesitation.
The red-haired ghost continued: "Go back and tell the old guys from the Zhulong clan that from today on, Zhu, I will no longer occupy this title and leave it to the younger generations to fight for."
"Clan leader!"
The man in red robe looked moved.
Su Zimo was confused when he heard this sentence. He didn't understand the meaning of the title "Zhu" mentioned by the red-haired ghost.
The red-haired ghost looked into the distance, with an irresolvable sadness surging deep in his eyes.
After slowly, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Su Zimo next to him. There was no anger or murderous intent on his face, and his eyes were rare and kind.
"If Yan'er is still here, he should be just like you, so brave, so fearless, so persistent, so true..."
Hearing these words, the man in red robe looked sad, and tears welled up in his eyes.
The old monk also sighed deeply and shook his head.