Peerless God of War

Chapter 2111 Green Dragon Head

Bang, the goat-headed fog demon was defeated in one blow, collapsed in an instant, and turned into bubbles all over the sky. It disappeared without a trace when the wind blew, as if it had never appeared.

"Who saved me?"

This was Chen Xiao's last thought before he fell into a coma.

In the deepest part of the Howling Demon Abyss, there are more fog demons here, hundreds of them are crowded together, filling the entire sky. Even the smallest one is more than three times the size of the goat-headed fog demon just now, which is extremely creepy.

Just below these fog demons, there is a huge black crystal stele. This stele is nearly a thousand feet high and exudes an ancient and heavy atmosphere. It is engraved with countless dense black tadpole-shaped spells, which are complicated and profound.

Under the stele, there is a huge black shadow that is suppressed.

This is a dragon head, a pure-blooded ancient real dragon, with countless wrinkles on its cyan skin, and traces of time left. It has been suppressed here for who knows how many years.

The aura of this cyan real dragon, which has been suppressed for countless years, is very weak and may die at any time, but at this moment, it opened its golden eyes, and the huge dragon eyes stared at the front.

Just now, the golden beam that killed the sheep-headed fog demon was shot out from this pair of golden dragon eyes, saving Chen Xiao.

In front of this huge golden dragon eye, there is a small black dot, which is extremely inconspicuous. If Chen Xiao is here, he will definitely recognize it at a glance. It is his little dragon.

In front of the huge cyan dragon head, the little dragon is about the size of a dust particle, and is stared at by the golden dragon eye.

"Do you care so much about that human race?"

The cyan dragon head buzzed and transmitted the sound, which resounded in the little dragon's sea of ​​consciousness. The voice was extremely weak and tired, and it was almost at the limit.

"Yes, if the ancestor doesn't save him, I will never accept the inheritance even if I die." Xiaolong said stubbornly.

Before, when Chen Xiao fell to the bottom of the cliff, it was suddenly pulled out of the small world by a strange force and pulled to the deepest part of the Howling Demon Abyss, that is, in front of this dragon head.

Xiaolong also understood that the one who had been calling in his heart before was the green dragon head in front of him. This dragon head was suppressed here, and it was very likely the master of the ancient Dragon Palace.

Tension and fear rose in his heart, but it would never retreat when it came to Chen Xiao's life and death.

"Asshole, my dragon race is an innate creature that dominates the world. When did we succumb to a small human race? Shame, a great shame."

The green dragon head was angry and roared angrily. The sound gave Xiaolong a headache and was extremely painful, but he soon calmed down.

"Alas~"

A heavy sigh came from the mouth of the green dragon head.

All that is in the past. From the moment it was suppressed here, the pride of the dragon race has long since disappeared, leaving only endless sadness and pain.

Countless years of suppression have gradually worn away his pride and sharpness. Now it is just an old dragon, an old dragon that is about to die in great sadness.

The little dragon seemed to have some feelings, but still said, "Without him, I would have died long ago."

"Forget it, forget it, maybe you are right."

The dragon head sighed, it was completely discouraged.

It has been suppressed here for countless years, and it has also called for help for countless years, but in the end, except for this useless demon dragon in front of it, no other dragons, not even the sub-dragons, can come to it.

For this moment, it has waited too long, and it can't wait any longer.

It has no choice, only the little dragon in front of it.

Thinking of this, the old dragon's eyes suddenly became much kinder and gentler.

"The demon dragon is also a dragon, and it is also a dragon clan. That's enough, enough, haha."

As an old dragon who has personally experienced the ancient war, it knows the origin of the demon dragon very well.

Its eyes were a little complicated, but it finally turned into a heavy sigh. It was very tired and time was running out.

The little dragon didn't understand what the old dragon said, and asked: "Ancestor, how did the ancient dragon palace perish? How did you get trapped in this place?"

"It was the Demon Realm. At that time, my dragon clan was at its peak and ruled the God Realm together with the demon clan. Later, the Demon Realm came and started the war. The battle between gods and demons was too tragic. The sky fell and the earth cracked. The dragon clan fell. How could my small dragon palace be spared? It was attacked by a powerful bull-headed demon king and finally defeated and ended up like this."

The old dragon said slowly. When talking about the past, his eyes were full of pain and sorrow.

"What happened later? What happened to the bull-headed demon king later?" The little dragon asked curiously.

"At that time, I tried my best to explode my soul, hoping to die with the Bull-Headed Demon King, but I was hit by his magic weapon and suppressed here. I didn't die. I think the Bull-Headed Demon King would not die so easily. Maybe he escaped or hid."

"Then..."

Xiao Long wanted to ask more, but was interrupted.

"I don't have much time left. Next, I will pass on my life's strength and knowledge to you. I hope you can revive the dragon clan and lead the dragon clan to survive."

As soon as the voice fell, a golden stream of light came out from the old dragon's pair of huge golden dragon eyes and poured into Xiao Long's body, which included all the remaining strength and lifelong memories of the old dragon.

The appearance of the golden light caused the fog demons in the air to become extremely restless and uneasy. They swam wildly, and some fog demons even began to kill each other.

But no fog demon dared to approach.

As the golden light continued to be injected into the little dragon's body, its eyes became hazy, and its whole body began to swell, and its breath became stronger and stronger.

On the contrary, the old dragon's breath became weaker and weaker, and his eyes became dimmer and dimmer. His life was constantly passing away and dissipating.

The old dragon's eyes were peaceful, which was undoubtedly a relief for it.

It had carried too much pressure and responsibility. Now the inheritance of the dragon clan of the Endless Sea has finally not been cut off in its hands, which is enough to smile in the grave.

This process was fast, but it seemed very slow, and it lasted for an unknown period of time.

Finally, with a wail from the old dragon, the inheritance was completed, the golden light completely dissipated, and the suppressed green dragon head collapsed little by little, and finally turned into a pile of black ash and completely annihilated.

The little dragon, who was suddenly filled with a huge amount of inheritance, slowly fell from midair, lay on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

A faint golden light enveloped its entire body, flickering, and was gradually absorbed by it. In the end, it turned into a dark golden giant egg, lying quietly on the ground deep in the Howling Demon Abyss, motionless.

On the other side, Chen Xiao seemed to have had a nightmare, dreaming that he was standing in the middle, being pulled madly, and in great pain.