Eternal Dragon Yujue

Chapter 523 Family Pattern
In a dilapidated ancient city, countless light spots are floating, guarding the city like a soul, and the coercion permeates the ancient city, majestic and vast.

Shui Lingtian stared quietly at the spots of light floating in front of his eyes, still unable to move.

His strength is considered top-notch here, but facing such a vast coercion, he is like a tiny duckweed, whose fate cannot be controlled by himself.

Shui Lingtian felt a little tired, his body collapsed, dragon scales splashed everywhere, his bones were visible, many roots were broken.

After thousands of calculations, he couldn't figure out such an ending in the end. He didn't expect that the Tibetan Mirror Clan's obsession is so deep, even thousands of years after death, they still want to protect this place, and the breath of his Aquarium blood is precisely The opportunity to wake up the heroic spirits sleeping here will cause murder in the city.

He was unwilling, roared in his heart, and tried his best to resist, but it was useless. The runes circulating on his body were wiped out, and his life was also passing away rapidly.

"Mother, I'm so tired, they didn't accept me, why did you ask me to look for it at the beginning?" Shui Lingtian's eyes were lost, with a tired look in them, as if they would close them at any time.

On the eve of Luo Li's final departure, he only made two requests to him, one was to protect Mengxin's safety, and the other was to find the Tibetan clan's land.
It's just that he didn't find any clues about the Tibetan Mirror Clan at the beginning. It's as if this clan never existed, and it disappeared completely.

Now that he came to the clan land of the Tibetan mirror clan, he was oppressed. He didn't understand why Luo Li asked him to find the clan land of the Tibetan mirror clan.

The refining pot buzzed and trembled, Ye Yan watched anxiously, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, the seal deep inside Shui Lingtian's body was shining with faint light, and there was a faint golden light shining deep in Shui Lingtian's pupils, which he didn't even notice.

That seal was set by Luo Li. At that time, her strength was at the peak of the god refining realm, and she was considered a peak powerhouse in the Eight Pavilions of Mirrors, but for the ancient human race, this strength could not solve anything. There are quite a few strong people in the realm of refinement, and a strong person in the realm of refining gods cannot control their will, let alone she is from the hidden mirror family.

Shui Lingtian has always respected Luo Li's words. When he was able to break the seal back then, he chose to let the blood of the Tibetan Mirror Clan continue to be sealed. So until now, the seal is still there, and with him The strength, also can not get rid of.

At this moment, a crack appeared in the seal, and it split open on its own, as if it had been set back then.

"The remnants of the Lishui clan, kill! Kill! Kill!"

One after another thoughts rippling on the ancient city, the powerful coercion swept over mountains and seas, aiming to kill Shui Lingtian.

Click!

A faint voice sounded, and Shui Lingtian's hair slowly turned into gold, and the gold in his pupils became more and more intense, like two magic lamps, extraordinary and refined.

Ouch!

The five white dragon spirits circulated involuntarily, and condensed into a white dragon, flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog. At this time, the golden light of his hair became more and more brilliant, shining brightly, with a sacred temperament, just like the son of God descended into the world.

The seal in his body was completely broken, and the sleeping blood suddenly woke up at this moment, two sharp rays of light shot out from his eyes, and a majestic breath roared out from his body, like A waking lion unleashes its arrogance.

"This is..." Ye Yan noticed the change in Shui Lingtian, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he said in a low voice: "The blood of the Tibetan mirror clan has awakened, and the seal in his body has been broken?"

"That's right, the person who sealed his bloodline must be a close relative. The bloodline of Lord Mirror Fairy will bring him a fatal disaster. It needs to be sealed to prevent outsiders from seeing it. But she also considered this situation. Once When you come to the place of the Tibetan Mirror Clan, the seal will be released!" Ye Yan continued.

He breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the blood of the Tibetan mirror clan revived, Shui Lingtian would not be in danger.

"The breath of the saint, this is the breath of the saint!"

A voice of joy resounded over the ancient city, and the coercion in the ancient city gradually dissipated and became much more lively.

"The saint did not fall, did she come back?"

"God bless our Cangjing clan, the saint is not dead!"

"Our Tibetan mirror clan is the strongest. Our ancestor Jing Zhongxian is even more invincible in the mainland. The saint is back, and she wants to restore our clan's highest glory!"

Luo Li is the holy girl of the Tibetan Mirror Clan, and Shui Lingtian is the son of Luo Li. His breath is naturally somewhat similar to Luo Li. These consciousnesses are in a state of no master and do not have spiritual wisdom, so Shui Lingtian Think of it as Luoli.

"The return of the saint is not in vain for the clan elders to send her away with all their might!"

These thoughts are full of excitement and excitement. Luo Li is the last saint of the Tibetan Mirror Clan, and it is their hope. Now they mistakenly think that Luo Li is back, they are very happy, and completely forget about the remnants of the Lishui Clan.

It's a pity that Luo Li disappeared 3000 years ago when Shui Lingtian was ten years old. Even Shui Lingtian searched for her for many years, but couldn't find any news about her, so she probably disappeared.

The entire ancient city boiled, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered, pouring into Shui Lingtian's body continuously, repairing his injuries.

Shui Lingtian's injuries were so serious that he was almost on the verge of falling. It took a long time for his broken body to be repaired, which was still assisted by the spirit of pregnancy.

Panting heavily, he slowly got up from the ground, with lingering fear in his heart, he almost fell into the ancient city.

"It was the power of the blood that saved me!" Shui Lingtian said to himself.

The blood of the Zangjing tribe suppressed the blood of the Lishui tribe. At this moment, he changed his appearance, with long golden hair flowing, and bright golden light shining from his pupils, oppressive.

If people see his appearance, they will definitely be shocked, and they will think of a legend circulating on the mainland, a legend about the demise of the Lishui tribe.

Golden hair is not a color that every descendant of the Tibetan mirror tribe can have. For 2 years, only the mirror fairy has golden hair, but no one of his descendants has golden hair. Even Luo Li , the saint of the Tibetan mirror tribe, her hair is also black.

Golden hair, for the Tibetan mirror clan, is a sign of atavism, that is to say, only when his bloodline is infinitely close to that of the mirror fairy can he evolve into golden hair.

But this chance is very small, even if it is the offspring of the fairy in the mirror, the purity of the blood cannot make him evolve into a golden color.

Therefore, blond hair has become a legend of the Tibetan Jing clan, a symbol, and they sometimes doubt whether this hair is real.

Now, Shui Lingtian's hair is golden, just like the fairy in the mirror.

"What exactly does Mother want me to come here to look for?" He murmured to himself, moving cautiously.

The light spots in the ancient city converged and condensed into illusory figures. They were all killed by the Tibetan Mirror Clan. They had no spiritual intelligence and only a wisp of obsession left.

They looked at Shui Lingtian with soft eyes and sincere smiles on their faces. In their eyes, it seemed that Shui Lingtian was Luo Li, their saint.

They don't have spiritual intelligence, they only rely on a ray of breath to sense.

"Welcome the return of the saint!" All the figures knelt down and greeted.

Shui Lingtian's eyes were complicated, looking at those spots of light, he began to miss Luo Li, 3000 years ago, Luo Li left on a rainy night, and there was no more news, leaving the two of them, brother and sister, living alone in the Lishui tribe.

During those days, although he rose up in the Li Shui tribe and became the strongest new generation of the Li Shui tribe, he was still excluded by the Li Shui tribe, and even assassinated by the Li Shui tribe many times, and survived many times.

At that time, the brothers and sisters were engraved in the hearts of their brothers and sisters, and their hatred for the Li Shui people became more and more intense.

"Mother, where are you, have you really fallen?" Shui Lingtian said to himself.

All the figures turned back into spots of light, gathered together, and finally turned into a mirror mark, flying towards Shui Lingtian, and submerged into Shui Lingtian's forehead in an instant.

Buzz!

A majestic aura rolled in, and Shui Lingtian's aura became even stronger. On his forehead, there appeared a mark, which was a mirror. It was the clan pattern of the Tibetan Mirror Clan, just like the water droplets of the Li Shui Clan. Imprint, every ancient human race will have their clan pattern.

All the coercion of the ancient city disappeared and became ordinary.

"Is this the clan pattern of the Tibetan mirror clan?" Shui Lingtian sensed the power of that clan pattern, if it stimulates the blood, it will not be weaker than the Lishui clan's clan pattern.

His eyes were shining brightly. Once the seal in his body was broken, it was not a good thing for him. He didn't expect that the remaining thoughts of this ancient city would give him a family pattern.

One kind of bloodline, he can temporarily seal it with the help of the refining pot, but two kinds of bloodlines are quite difficult, he turned his head, looked at Ye Yan, and said: "Do you have a way to seal the bloodline of the Tibetan mirror clan?" ?”

With the blood of the Lishui tribe, there will be ancient human tribes eyeing him. If the blood of the Tibetan mirror tribe is also activated, the entire Eight Pavilions of Mirrors will be eyeing him.

The Cangjing family is related to a legend in the mainland. He cannot walk in the mainland as this family, otherwise he will become the target of public criticism.

In the land of the Tibetan mirror clan, the superpowers of the ancient human race cannot come in. He is still very safe. Once he goes out, the breath of the Tibetan mirror clan leaks into the Eight Pavilions of Mirrors, and some old monsters will definitely notice it. Dangerous.

The Tibetan Mirror Clan is extinct, and without a terrifying background, they cannot deter those old monsters.

This is why, as the blood of the mirror fairy, the invincible clan will perish. Greed is the nature of human beings. The ancient human race and even the super sects in the mainland are all controlled by desire. The Tibetan mirror clan is isolated and helpless. lead to death.

"The seal is broken, no matter how difficult it is to heal!" Ye Yan said: "But I can still repair the cracks in the seal, but I can only persist for ten years to let your blood fall asleep!"

"But once the bloodline of the Tibetan mirror clan is sealed, the bloodline of the Lishui clan will be difficult to seal. The fact that you are the only descendant of the Lishui clan will spread quickly in the Eight Pavilions of Mirrors!"

"Leave the Shui Clan and leave the Shui Clan. After I go out, I will immediately go to the Nanling Pavilion. As long as I enter the Frost Ice Realm, the ancient human race will not be able to do anything to me, and the super sect will not do anything to me!"

Hearing this, Ye Yan nodded, and said, "Okay, then make up your seal first!"

The god refining pot came to the top of Shui Lingtian's head, exuding a soft divine light, helping Shui Lingtian to mend the broken seal in his body.

(End of this chapter)