Under the massive attack of the demons and spirits, the dragons, whose numbers were already small, were defeated one after another.
Ling Kongsu paused in mid-air, nodding his head and gazing at the destroyed home beneath his feet, the orange-yellow flames reflected in his light grey eyes.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Lingkongjing also turned around and looked down with his brother.
On the ground, in an inconspicuous corner of the courtyard, a group of monsters surrounded several dragon servants, including the little maid who was usually responsible for taking care of Mingluo. At this moment, she was squatting on the ground shivering, with several male servants protecting her behind them.
"Didn't we let her go first?" Ming Luo's heart tightened. This little maid must have followed them because she was worried about them.
Mingluo immediately created a lightning bolt and rushed down to save the people. Lingkongsu stopped her and said, "I'll go."
Ling Kongsu's cold and murderous tone was surprisingly similar to Ye Zhihan's, and was very different from his brother Ling Kongjing's sunny and cheerful personality.
However, before Ling Kongsu flew down, a large group of monsters below were destroyed by a black shadow that flashed by. Then the black shadow passed through several people of the dragon clan and killed all the monster soldiers who were attacking from outside the courtyard.
Blood was flying everywhere, and he was fighting one against a hundred, but he was as comfortable as water in the enemy camp, as if he came here specifically for killing, and wherever his cold light went, people turned into corpses.
Ming Luo opened his eyes wide and stared at the black shadow carefully, his brows tightly furrowed. Who else could that black shadow be except Ye Zhihan?
Unexpectedly, Ye Zhihan's realm was so high that even if he had exhausted his true energy and his realm was reduced, he was still invincible like a king. Ming Luo didn't even notice when he rushed down to save people.
Ling Kongsu looked at Ye Zhihan thoughtfully. Demonic energy and murderous intent emanated from him, but his clear eyes were not corrupted by the demonic energy at all. He said in a daze, "The world is full of wonders."
Then, Ling Kongsu turned to his brother and said, "Ah Jing, there is no time to lose. Take the two benefactors to find the ancestors, and I will delay the demon tribe's invasion."
"Brother, no! How can you hold back this huge army by yourself?" Lingkongjing grabbed his arm, his reluctance evident in his words.
"You are the last heir of the dragon clan. You must meet the ancestors. Please protect yourself." Ling Kongsu said indifferently.
Mingluo had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that Ajing's brother was willing to risk his own life?
Seeing that his brother was still refusing to let go, Ling Kongsu smiled and consoled him, "How could I fight alone? Behind me is the entire dragon clan. We are all fighting."
Ming Luo was secretly shocked. Unfortunately, the realm of the other dragon clan members was too low. Even if they could fight, it would only be a delay. This was a battle that was bound to be lost. Ling Kongsu had already put life and death aside.
"I promise you, I will stick with you until you come back, so you must hurry." Lingkongsu patted Lingkongjing's shoulder and left with a sword.
Lingkongjing shouted at his brother's figure: "You must wait for me to come back!"
Mingluo watched Lingkong Su fall among the trapped dragon soldiers, wiping out the enemy like a god descending from heaven, but the huge demon army kept rushing forward, and they could only fight and retreat, and must not fight to the end.
"Stop looking, let's go!" Ye Zhihan came to them and urged them at some point, and then disappeared into the dark night like a ghost.
Indeed, every second now concerns the fate of the dragon clan and Ling Kongsu's life, and they must race against time.
Lingkongjing took the lead and rushed to the back mountain, followed closely by Mingluo and Ye Zhihan.
When Mingluo turned to leave, she vaguely heard the loud shouts of the Dragon Clan soldiers below. She smiled quietly with relief. As expected, Ajing's elder brother was a reliable person. With him around, the soldiers felt at ease, and when they felt at ease, their morale was high.
The Dragon Clan’s Back Mountain is called the Back Mountain, but in fact it is not just a mountain, but an entire mountain range.
This mountain range carries all the luck of the dragon clan and is the dragon vein on which they have relied for survival for thousands of years.
Lingkongjing flew extremely fast, and Ye Zhihan moved like a ghost, appearing and disappearing without a trace. Mingluo could only mobilize his true energy and struggle to keep up with their speed.
It didn't take long before they arrived at a mirror magic circle hidden in the dense forest.
Lingkongjing used scales to cut flesh, waving out a fishy and sweet blood mist, which covered the magic circle and emitted a soft amber light.
In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the other side of the magic circle. This place was still the dragon vein on which the dragon clan depended for survival, but the environment was very different from the outside.
It was early winter outside the Dragon Clan at this time. The night was cold, but the air was filled with the smell of burning as if a fire had devoured everything.
On this side of the mirror formation, however, there is a golden autumn scene.
The whole mountain was covered with ginkgo trees that were so big that two people couldn't even hug them together. The trees and the ground were all golden, and even the air seemed to be filled with light golden mist.
Faced with the magnificent scene, the three of them had no intention of watching it. They needed to find the ancestor of the dragon clan as soon as possible and ask him to come out and save the dragon clan from the dire situation.
"My ancestor has been in seclusion for two hundred years. Now I don't know where he is hiding in this space. I have never even seen him. How can I find him?" Lingkongjing leaned against the tree trunk in frustration and sent out a messenger in the form of a dragon to investigate the situation here.
"How old are you?" Ming Luo asked curiously. Ling Kongjing and Brother Xiong are friends, so the age difference between them should be not much different.
"Am I in my teens? In my twenties? I don't know, I've never cared." Lingkongjing's beautiful eyes reflected a golden color, and she looked extremely beautiful.
It was unbelievable that such a brilliant young man didn't know his own age. Ming Luo couldn't help but show surprise on his face.
"The dragon race has a long lifespan, so it's understandable that he doesn't care about age." Ye Zhihan spoke softly, his face so gloomy that water could drip out of it. His eyes were fixed on the northwest direction, and then he turned into a black shadow and rushed over.
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