Villain: God-level comprehension, forbidden emperor's son at the beginning

The dead man died.

"He's dead."

Hidden Dragon Immortal Vein

In a sealed divine source, there was a lot of hostility, and at this moment, a cold voice resounded.

The divine source was gradually shattered, and the immortal light shone brightly, and various divine auspicious phenomena appeared.

"Who on earth...took away my opportunity?"

In the cave, the figure wrapped in the divine source...his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Long Yuan was extremely unhappy.

Just now, he clearly sensed that the person with great luck that he was going to harvest was harvested by others in advance.

"This world is really interesting."

He didn't make much noise on the surface, but he was still unwilling in his heart, and just laughed in anger.

Theoretically, even if such a son of luck did not win the destiny in the end...

he should have truly stepped on the path of the emperor, rising to become a supreme being, or even a quasi-emperor of the Dao, and would not have fallen halfway.

But now he died so suddenly.

...

Outside the immortal vein, nearly a thousand dragon clan members were stationed here, with a majestic aura that made the surrounding area tremble.

They had previously set up the blood-sucking sky formation and sacrificed the Jinwu clan members, just to help the dragon abyss in the immortal vein wake up in advance.

At this moment, the dragons were like ministers worshiping the king, crawling towards the deepest part of the immortal vein.

The leading few people had a deep aura, and they were the Dragon Lord and several elders of the dragon clan.

Without exception, they were all waiting with respect.

There, their ancestor, the fifth son of the ancestor dragon, was about to be born.

...

"The Dragon Clan occupied our immortal veins and sacrificed our children. How do you want to settle this account... Lord Dragon?"

At this critical moment, layers of fire suddenly lit up the sky in the distance, and an angry voice came from afar.

They looked in the direction where thousands of Golden Crow warriors were wrapped in immortal fire and flew towards this place.

The leader was the Golden Crow King and many Golden Crow elders.

Without exception, they were full of anger and had nowhere to vent. At this time, they glared at the dragons fiercely.

"Old Golden Crow, who do you think you are?"

"As the name suggests, there is a real dragon hidden in the Hidden Dragon Immortal Vein."

"A group of mixed-haired birds have occupied our immortal veins for a hundred years. I didn't ask you for interest. It's all because of our kindness. Why don't you come and thank you for your kindness."

A red-haired old man snorted coldly when he heard this.

He was a red dragon, one of the ten elders of the dragon clan. He had an extremely bad temper and pointed directly at the other party, wishing to fight immediately.

Unlike ordinary races, the dragon clan pays extreme attention to the orthodoxy of blood, which is difficult to change.

The fate of all the clan members was almost determined at the moment they were born.

For example, white dragons can only be slaves for life, at the bottom of the hierarchy, and do odd jobs in Dragon Island.

Above them are black dragons, who can be promoted to ordinary elders at the highest level.

Special dragons, such as red dragons and ice dragons, can enter the core and serve as the ten elders at the highest level.

The position of the supreme dragon master above must be taken by the most noble dragons such as purple dragons or golden dragons... Only then can they sit.

Of course, having said that, strength is the king.

There are also old black dragons sleeping in the dragon tomb... who have changed their fate against the will of heaven, but their number is pitifully small.

...

"Brother Jinwu."

The tenth elder wanted to curse, but was interrupted.

Next to him was the Dragon Lord, who was tall and strong, and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

His long golden hair danced wildly in the wind, like a dancing flame.

He smiled calmly. Although he looked kind, his words almost made King Jinwu angry.

"You don't have to thank me for my kindness. The blood of more than a thousand people from the Jinwu clan should be the gift for the birth of my ancestor."

There, the Dragon Lord stood with his hands behind his back and continued what the tenth elder said.

He smiled and nodded to Jinwu. Those who didn't know would think that the two were old friends.

"This is simply too much."

King Jinwu couldn't stand it anymore. He pushed his hands horizontally, and the true fire lingered and flew into the air.

In just a moment, the sky was full of flying fire.

As time passed, the golden crows turned into cries, as if they were going to rush up to the sky and attack the underworld, attacking the dragons.

"Hmph! I'm afraid you'll help the bastards. The worst that can happen is that I'll destroy this immortal vein."

Seeing that they had already fallen out, the Dragon Lord was too lazy to be polite. He urged his mind.

The next moment, suddenly three thousand real dragon phantoms surrounded the surroundings in the air, and holy light illuminated the world, turning into a round and solid golden shield.

While resisting all attacks, it fought back.

...

Bang!

Just when the two tribes were about to go to war.

As a burst of sound resounded, the terrifying aura swept across the entire world, and the immortal vein was completely split.

Everyone, without exception, cast their eyes.

There was finally movement in the immortal vein.

"Old, ancestor..."

The Dragon Lord and the elders were even more delighted, watching the figure gradually walk out of the immortal vein.

That divine body was extremely majestic, shrouded in thousands of immortal radiances, and various divine auspicious phenomena appeared beside it.

Tens of millions of golden dragon phantoms surrounded him, endured for nine days, and then returned to their original form, making him more noble.

Long Yuan's aura was terrifyingly strong, and his power alone was enough to suppress ordinary monsters so that they couldn't even raise their heads.

"You... are the king of the Golden Crow Clan in this world?"

At this moment, he spoke, his face was unclear, but his voice was heavy.

Long Yuan glanced at the Golden Crow King.

The latter shuddered in his heart, and just as he was about to speak, a blood arrow had already streaked across the sky, and the Golden Crow King fell down in response.

"Those who don't have eyes are an eyesore even if they are alive."

Long Yuan just shrugged his shoulders, as if he had done something insignificant.

He put his hands behind his back and planned to leave.

"The ancestor is so strong..."

Behind him, whether it was ordinary tribesmen, elders, or dragon masters, they were all stunned.

This is the strength of the son of the ancestor dragon. However, he just entered the holy king and killed the Golden Crow King who had just entered the great holy realm.

...

"Kill them all."

Long Yuan glanced at all the Golden Crow tribesmen present and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes..."

But he stopped after walking a few steps.

In front of him, a nine-colored celestial horse was lying lazily, eating a roasted divine bird alone. It seemed to notice the sight and looked at him with disdain.

Gu Linfeng and his group on the other side did not take the dragon horse with them, but left him outside.

Seeing this, Long Yuan clenched his fists, and his face, which was already not good because of Ye Wuque's death, became even more ugly.

"How much do you remember about the ancestral precepts of the dragon clan?"

He looked at the dragons behind him coldly, causing them to shudder.

"The ancestral precepts are all written on the island. We dare not violate them. We dare not violate them."

The Dragon Lord and the ten elders all smiled awkwardly and shook their hands repeatedly. Their previous arrogance disappeared completely in front of this person.

"If that's the case, then why is he still alive!"

Long Yuan was furious, and his tone was raised a lot, which scared everyone.

"Pfft...!"

Long Ma was also caught off guard, and a bone couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth. As luck would have it, it hit Long Yuan's head, which looked quite funny.

Puff.

The Golden Crow not far away couldn't help but laugh, and even a few dragons were uncomfortable.

"You are looking for death!"

Long Yuan was furious, his fists shook the heaven and earth, thousands of dragon spirits crawled under his feet and swept out.

He seemed to be standing above the heavens, and at this moment he raised his hand... to kill the dragon horse.

"This one can't be killed."

The people behind Long Yuan were all stunned, they hadn't reacted yet.

The next moment, without exception, all the dragons roared.

They tried to stop him, but it was too late.