Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in Dragon King

Chapter 123: Finally Arriving at the Dragon Tomb
The middle-aged man transformed from the giant black dragon said respectfully, "My Lord, the six of us can barely hold out against this small world for seven days. You need to find what you want within seven days."

The silver-haired woman flashed by, and the direction she left was the same as the direction Tang Wulin was heading.

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Qian Mo followed Tang Wulin into the depths of the Dragon Valley. The dragon souls he encountered along the way became increasingly powerful, which in turn confirmed that the direction Tang Wulin was heading was correct.

In the end, all Tang Wulin encountered were true dragon souls. Relying on the domineering bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, the true dragon souls all gave up resistance and were absorbed by Tang Wulin obediently.

Qian Mo followed Tang Wulin all the way without any obstruction and arrived at the top of the side of a valley.

The valley was completely sunken inwards, more like a basin than a valley. The valley below stretched as far as the eye could see, and in the distance, the dusk was thick and faintly covered with mist.

But in that thousand-meter-deep valley, countless huge dragon bones covered every corner of the valley.

Tang Wulin looked at the dragon bones scattered all over the ground, and an unspeakable sadness surged in his heart. He was completely unable to control his emotions. Just as he was about to raise his head and roar, a huge force suddenly hit the back of his head.

At the same time, a sound stronger than the mighty bell suddenly rang in his mind. Tang Wulin only saw the figure of a white-level fighter before his eyes went dark and he fainted on the ground.

"You are..." Dai Yun'er next to her screamed, but before she could do anything, the white-level fighter in front of her flashed and struck her on the back of the neck with another knife, knocking her to the ground.

"Sorry, Wulin," the white-level fighter who attacked the two was Qian Mo. Qian Mo slowly squatted down and crushed the dragon balls of Tang Wulin and Dai Yun'er.

"You two don't have to get involved in what happens next."

The dragon ball shattered, and Tang Wulin and Dai Yun'er were teleported out of the Dragon Valley.

After dealing with the two people, Qian Mo jumped down the valley and slid along the stone wall. In just a few minutes, he landed at the bottom of the valley.

Huge dragon bones emitting faint energy lay at the bottom of the valley. As soon as Qian Mo entered the valley, he felt a sense of desolation coming from the dragon bones.

This is the place where the dragon clan fell, which represents that a race that once dominated the continent perished here, which is a pity.

Qian Mo approached the dragon bone and immediately noticed the spirit bone within it. It was easy to identify: any bone that wasn't white was the spirit bone.

Qian Mo raised his hand and grabbed the soul bone. Suddenly, a wave of energy that repelled him surged from the dragon bone.

"Hmph," Qian Mo snorted coldly, and the soul guide was triggered, a protective shield was erected around his body, and a faint holy light shone from his body. An even more brutal aura surged out of him.

No matter how powerful these dragon bones were when they were alive, they are now just dry bones in the tomb. Facing Qian Mo's approach, they are unable to stop him at all.

Qian Mo reached out and grabbed it, and a piece of real dragon soul bone fell into his hand.

"A soul bone of ten thousand years level, there are treasures everywhere in the dragon tomb!" Qian Mo sighed as he carefully looked at the real dragon soul bone in his hand.

A ten thousand year old true dragon soul bone is a rare treasure that cannot be sold outside and must be kept as a family heirloom.

But here, it is everywhere.

Qian Mo walked towards the valley, removing and storing the spirit bones from the dragon bones along the way. He was not Tang Wulin, who would feel compassion for these true dragon remains because of his own bloodline. In his eyes, these were just resources.

Of course, Qian Mo collected these true dragon soul bones not for his own use. Not only because he already had the Angel Set, but also because these true dragon soul bones contained true dragon blood. If he absorbed them, he would be affected by the soul bones and suppressed by Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King blood. This was not what Qian Mo expected.

But Qian Mo was unwilling to absorb it because he had a better choice, but others didn’t!

Qian Mo can use the True Dragon Soul Bone to exchange with other forces for the precious resources he needs, or he can use the True Dragon Soul Bone to make soul guides and conduct scientific research. It has many uses!

Qian Mo happily collected soul bones along the way. After passing a huge mountain dragon king's remains, he saw another valley ahead. A valley within a valley.

The ground behind the Mountain Dragon King collapsed downwards, revealing a huge pit with a diameter of more than 10,000 meters.

Qian Mo looked into the valley. The valley was a thousand meters deep. There seemed to be a huge ball of light and shadow flickering inside. The light and shadow were colorful and existed in the form of mist, making it impossible to really see what was happening inside the valley.

Feeling a sense of caution coming from the Ten-Winged Seraph Martial Spirit in his body, Qian Mo knew that he had come to the right place, and the Dragon God Core was right below.

Qian Mo jumped down the valley and slid to the bottom. When he passed through the colorful light fog, he saw a huge colorful dragon soul.

This dragon soul shimmered with a rainbow of light, even its scales were of rainbow shapes. The scales on its body seemed irregular, each one shaped differently, yet they were so harmonious, as if inlaid with countless gemstones.

The Dragon God Core, the Dragon God's dragon core, is the essence of the Dragon God's life. The energy contained in it is extremely huge, and it is essential to become a Dragon God.

Qian Mo approached the Dragon God Core step by step. The Dragon God Soul transformed from the Dragon God Core sensed a strange breath approaching, suddenly opened his eyes, and let out an excited dragon roar at Qian Mo.

As the dragon's roar resounded throughout the valley, all the dragon souls wandering in the Dragon Valley almost instantly prostrated themselves on the ground.

The silver-haired figure who was also in the dragon tomb was also attracted by the dragon roar. A trace of horror flashed in her eyes, and she accelerated towards the direction of the Dragon God Core.

The next moment, Qian Mo felt as if he had entered a colorful world. A dragon claw covered with colorful scales fell from the sky and slapped towards Qian Mo fiercely.

An angel mark lit up on Qian Mo's forehead, and the sacred and noble shadow of a twelve-winged angel appeared behind him.

When the angel shadow noticed the incoming dragon claws, he raised his hand high, and a blood-red cross sword appeared in his hand.

The angel's shadow raised his sword and slashed it casually. A mournful dragon roar sounded, and the dragon god's claws broke instantly.

The Dragon God stretched out his huge dragon head and stared fiercely at the angel shadow behind Qian Mo, emitting a heavy pressure.

But the angel shadow just glanced at the dragon head and raised the cross sword in his hand again. He wanted to kill the dragon again.

But after the Dragon God and Dragon Head were stunned for two seconds, they disappeared in front of Qian Mo, and the colorful world was shattered.

When Qian Mo regained his clarity of vision, he discovered that the Dragon God's Dragon Soul had dimmed a lot compared to before it pulled him into the colorful little world. The distance between it and him had also been inexplicably widened, as if the Dragon God's Dragon Soul was afraid of him.

"Right now?" Qian Mo raised his eyebrows and said with a smug look on his face.

(End of this chapter)