"Hahahahahahaha, I am the first person to destroy the Eternal Dragon Clan, and my name will be recorded in history!" Rong Zuoteng stopped answering the question and laughed like a madman, with an undisguised cruelty in his smile.
"I really like chatting with you. Why don't you accompany me to the Yellow Springs Road to chat!" After saying that, a smelly black silk worm flew out of Rong Zuoteng's mouth.
The black silk worm flew without wings and rushed straight into Ming Luo's mouth!
"Be careful!" A cold light flashed in Ye Zhihan's eyes. He protected Mingluo in his arms, swung out the shadow thorn to smash the insect body, and finally gave Rong Zuoteng the final blow.
Rong Zuoteng died, and his body was visibly scattered into thousands of smelly black silk worms. They moved quickly towards the living things nearby. Lingkongjing floated into the air and used a dragon flame with disgust to burn the black silk worms to ashes.
It turns out that the second prince of the demon clan is actually a monster composed of monsters from the abyss. Why did he turn from a demon into a monster?
"Look, they are going in that direction!" Lingkongjing pointed to an inconspicuous corner of the woods, where a small group of thin and dense black silk worms were wriggling and swimming towards the valley.
Lingkongjing pondered Rong Zuoteng's words, and doubts began to arise in his heart. The black insects were attracted by life. Could it be that the ancestor Ling Yu was still alive?
The three of them followed this dense black silkworm and went deep into the valley. When the black worms were about to rush into the spring and mountain stream, Lingkongjing was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He burned them with a dragon flame and wiped out the swarm of black worms without a trace.
"Is this the legendary Cinderscale Spring?" Ming Luo asked, looking at the clear spring water in front of him.
"Yeah." Ye Zhihan replied. There was only a pool of water left in the spring, which was less than the size of a washbasin. The thin stream of water flowed down the terrain, and then disappeared from the ground. It seemed that Rong Zuoteng was right. The Cinderscale Spring had indeed dried up long ago.
The ember scales are exhausted, the dragon veins are cut off, the end of the dragon clan is approaching, the way of heaven is so cruel.
Lingkong Realm, a tall and graceful man in white clothes as white as snow, stared blankly at the corpse that had not yet decayed beside the spring. Judging from his posture, this old man seemed to be using his own vitality to irrigate the spring. Now that he has exhausted his life force, the spring is naturally about to dry up.
The swarm of black insects came here, probably attracted by the vitality infused in the spring water.
"Heh... For hundreds of years, my dragon clan has been living on the bones of our ancestors." Lingkongjing's eyes were filled with tears.
The ancestor Ling Yu, who lived as long as the heaven and the earth, cared about his descendants and was willing to fight against the laws of nature with his own strength. He exhausted his life to win two hundred years of glory for the dragon clan. Ming Luo stood by and bowed to him silently. Such a great man should be remembered.
However, just as Mingluo looked up, she saw a handwritten letter in her ancestor's hand, which read "From Mingluo personally"!
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