In a corner not far from the Dragon Blood Battlefield, five blurry figures stood, as if they were in another space, silently watching the battle.
Even if there are dragons passing by here, they can't be seen.
The five figures are elders from the Five Meridians Dragon Clan.
It was the fourth elder of the Zhulong lineage who came to watch the battle.
"You, the Zhulong lineage, plan to make this little kid your young master?"
The elder of the Horned Dragon Clan frowned slightly, his tone obviously questioning.
The elder of the Yinglong clan also shook his head and said: "This son is not weak in combat, but after all, his blood is impure and his potential is limited, so he is not worth cultivating."
Regarding the fact that Elder Zhulong sent Su Zimo and Guyun into the ancient sacred spring for healing, other elders of the Dragon Clan were still quite critical.
The fourth elder Zhulong just smiled and said: "Keep reading."
As time passed, several elders gradually showed a hint of surprise.
"I didn't expect that this son's combat power could reach this level. It's a bit beyond my expectation."
"His bloodline is impure and he cannot transform into a complete dragon body. This is not a big problem. Once he reaches the Void Return Realm and is baptized by the Ancestral Dragon Pillar, he should be able to transform."
The elders of the Five Meridians Dragon Clan were commenting and chatting.
As the war situation developed, the attitudes of several elders towards Su Zimo gradually changed.
Just two breaths after the desolation came, the elder of the Chilong clan smiled slightly and said: "Interesting, this boy actually has the power to weaken Shouyuan."
"One breath lasts for five hundred years. It's okay to deal with lower races, but it has no effect against our dragon clan." The elder of the Hidden Dragon Clan looked relaxed and didn't care too much.
After seven breaths, the fourth elder of Zhulong looked solemn and whispered: "Something's wrong!"
The other four elders looked at each other and noticed something unusual at the same time!
The elder of the Qiu Long Clan narrowed his eyes and said in a serious voice: "This spell reduces the power of longevity, which is irreversible!"
Although the spells targeting Shouyuan are extremely rare and precious, they are not impossible.
However, the power of these spells can be restored.
To put it simply, the spell is released to reduce five hundred years of life. When the spell ends, the five hundred years of life will be restored.
But desolation is different.
Reducing five hundred years of life is equivalent to reducing five hundred years, which is irreversible and irrecoverable!
This is terrible!
No one will disdain his own longevity.
Imagine that a high-spirited and handsome young man suddenly had seventy years of life shortened and became an octogenarian on the verge of death. What kind of terrifying situation would this be
Even if the dragon clan, which has a long lifespan, has its lifespan cut off by thousands of years, it is impossible to remain indifferent!
As elders, they should not have intervened in this kind of life-and-death battle between the younger generations of the Dragon Clan.
But Long Yang is number one on the Qianlong list.
And Su Zimo is an outsider who has joined the Dragon Clan less than half a year ago and has impure blood, so he is bound to be emotionally inclined.
The Canglong Clan elder frowned, moved, and walked out of the void.
The other four people also quickly followed.
"Old Shu, isn't it wrong to interfere in the dispute between the younger generations? The Dragon Clan has never broken this rule." The fourth elder of Zhulong frowned.
The Canglong Clan elder also looked hesitant.
At this moment, the expressions of the five Dragon Clan elders changed at the same time!
They were originally in the void and couldn't feel it.
When they came outside, they clearly felt the horror of the desolation!
"The power of this spell actually ignores the realm of cultivation?"
The elder of the Chilong Clan stared with disbelief in his eyes.
"Seems to be."
The expression of the elder of the Qiulong Clan gradually changed and he nodded.
This means that when this spell falls on them, their lifespan will also be reduced at a rate of five hundred years per breath!
Of course, with their fighting power, they could kill Su Zimo without even taking a breath.
But even so, this spell is enough to be called shocking!
The elder of the Yinglong clan said meaningfully: "This Long Mo really gives us too many surprises!"
At this time, ten breaths had passed since Su Zimo released the Desolation Spell.
A flash of determination flashed in the eyes of the Canglong clan elder, and he was ready to take action.
If this consumption continues, even if Long Yang survives and uses up too much lifespan, such a genius of the Canglong Clan will also perish!
At this moment, something suddenly changed on the battlefield.
Su Zimo, who originally had the upper hand, jumped down from Long Yang's body, dispersed the gray mist with his hands, and stood at the other end of the battlefield with a calm expression.
Stop it!
Su Zimo, who originally had the upper hand, did not kill them all, but stopped at the right time.
Although the loss of five thousand years of life is a big loss for Long Yang, it is not fatal.
This is a lesson and a warning.
After Su Zimo stopped his hand, the elder of the Canglong tribe also took back the steps he had just taken and breathed a sigh of relief.
On the dragon blood battlefield.
Su Zimo looked calmly at Long Yang not far away.
The outcome of this battle has been decided.
In other words, life and death are divided!
If he continues to use Desolation, Long Yang has no other choice but to have one ending, that is, his longevity will be exhausted and he will die!
He himself was not a murderous person, and he had no deep grudge against Long Yang, nor did he intend to kill them all.
It's enough to shorten your life span by five thousand years and teach you a lesson.
Long Yang was suspended in mid-air, motionless, staring at Su Zimo with a complicated expression, and the initial anger in his eyes was gone.
He could naturally feel Su Zimo's retention.
But he still won't admit defeat!
Deep down, he is prouder than anyone else!
"Long Mo, don't think that just because you stop, you can make me surrender!"
Long Yang pursed his lips, looked stubborn, and gritted his teeth and said: "I have one more move, I haven't lost yet!"
The dragons were shocked and felt Long Yang's will to die!
This is really a fight to the death!
"Long Yang, stop it!"
Long Xi couldn't help but shout.
Long Yang shook his head, looked at Su Zimo, and said slowly: "Long Mo, take the move! Yuan Mystic Technique - Canglong's Wrath!"
Before he finished speaking, a green light burst out from between Long Yang's eyebrows, and a blue divine dragon with a majestic head and horns broke out of his body, opened his bloody mouth, looked ferocious, and slammed into Su Zimo!
The dragons' hearts tightened!
The battle between souls!
Success or failure depends on this move!
In the eyes of the dragons, Su Zimo had joined the Dragon Skeleton Valley for less than a year and had not yet had time to practice the dragon clan's mysterious skills.
Facing this move, Su Zimo would probably be in danger!
But on the battlefield, looking at the oncoming green dragon, Su Zimo looked calm, his eyebrows flickered, and his huge consciousness continued to condense and compress!
Between his eyebrows, a red scale the size of a palm slowly floated out.
It looks very ordinary.
Compared with Long Yang's Canglong's Wrath, it was simply mediocre.
This is just a piece of dragon scale.
Dragon's Reverse Scale!