This is a vast world. When Zhang Daoran entered the Dragon-shaped Light Gate, his expression changed drastically.

This world is full of bones and everywhere in the earth.

The bone skeletons entered the eyes were very tall and long. Clouds emerged from Zhang Daoran's feet, standing in the air, looking down at the earth. A dragon-shaped dead bone attracted Zhang Daoran's attention. This dragon bone was very long. Just lying on the ground, the highest point was hundreds of meters, and the skeleton extended to the end of his sight. At the skeleton of the dragon bone, there was a round bead like the sun, bringing light to the whole world.

Zhang Daoran did not land rashly on the ground, but looked at the distance around him. I don’t know how many dragon clan skeletons stretched across the earth. Zhang Daoran thought and flew away. He flew out for a thousand miles in a radius and returned to the origin: "Only this one remains intact with the endless dragon clan skeletons. And the round beads on the skeletons are very likely to be dragon balls. But why are there so many dragon clan skeletons here?"

Zhang Daoran frowned and took his eyes back from a distance: "The dragon clan has a powerful force, belongs to the divine beasts and ancient gods. There are countless dead bones of the dragon clan here. Could it be that the dragon clan has become extinct?"

The soul was shocked, and a hint of fear surged in Zhang Daoran's heart: "What power is it? What power is it that makes so many divine dragons die, and what power is it that makes the dragon clan exterminate?"

With a thought, Zhang Daoran landed on the ground. He came to a dragon-shaped dead bone, stared for a long time and sighed: "So many dragon-shaped dead bones are already corrupt. Only the dragon-shaped dead bones floating on the head are kept intact..."

He stretched out his hand and held the fist-sized dragon ball in his hand from the forehead of the dragon-shaped bone. The dragon ball was a bit heavy. Before Zhang Daoran could observe carefully, the dragon ball turned into powder and floated down from the gaps of his fingers.

"The dragon ball is like a treasure, extremely hard. Even if the dragon clan dies, the dragon ball can remain for countless years without being damaged. And when this dragon ball is turned into powder, how many years has this keel been there?"

Zhang Daoran knew that this was within the Dragon-shaped Light Gate world. There were too many questions in his heart that made it difficult for Zhang Daoran to find the answer: "It's a pity that I have a great magical eye, but it is difficult to peek at the past of creatures that are more powerful than me... It is difficult to peek at the mystery of this world, and it is difficult to understand the formation of this world."

The divine power of the sky was opened, and his eyes were all over. Zhang Daoran regretfully withdrew his gaze: "This world did not make the world extremely gloomy because of the gathering of countless dragon skeletons. On the contrary, this world is full of peaceful power and its spiritual energy is extremely rich!"

A trace of peaceful power poured into the body. The exercises automatically operated, refining this trace of spiritual energy. In an instant, Zhang Daoran felt that his body had been strengthened and his soul felt happy. The four laws lingering in the sea of ​​consciousness were beating irregularly.

After suppressing the idea of ​​sitting cross-legged and practicing, Zhang Daoran was a little worried: "Old Li also entered the Dragon-shaped Light Gate, which should be in this world..."

I just circled around this world but didn’t find the figure of Lao Li. Zhang Daoran frowned: “Now I’m entering the Dragon-shaped Light Gate, the old Li is gone, and how should I go out?”

Zhang Daoran tried to walk out of this world with his mind, and finally sighed dejectedly: "Curiosity is so heartbroken that I can come in, but I can't go out... Where is the old li and what is it now?"

“Wow…”

"Boom..."

One by one, a series of rocks rolled down, and a roar entered his ears like a landslide. Zhang Daoran looked around and saw the dragon-shaped skeletons in the distance and around him collapsed. The skeletons fell to the ground, emitting a colorful light, turning into powder. Under Zhang Daoran's eyes, they dissipated like air, making it difficult to find traces.

These skeletons are like spiritual energy condensed, and they return to heaven and earth at this time without leaving any trace.

Just like the world changes, the world changes.

The scenery in front of me is constantly changing, and the space is constantly distorted. Just now, all the skeletons disappeared in the world of dragon clan skeletons. Only in the distance, the dragon-shaped skeleton floating dragon balls above the skull is still well preserved.

The originally flat land, the mountains stand tall, and the originally deserted world, plants and trees suddenly emerge from the ground. In the blink of an eye, the world is full of vitality.

"Sing..."

Suddenly, the only well-preserved dragon-shaped skeleton in the distance, singing to the sky. Endless spiritual energy rushed towards the dragon-shaped skeleton, and the originally jade-like bones emitted a psychedelic and colorful light.

"Is the Dragon Resurrection?"

Zhang Daoran's heartbeats faster. This is the first time since he practiced Taoism, Zhang Daoran felt so nervous. He felt a little excited, a little awe, and a little expectant, but more of it was still a thought in his heart that he wanted to escape from this place immediately: "The dragon is so huge, if it is resurrected, it will definitely be extremely powerful. I will break into this world. If the dragon is resurrected, will I find out if I will..."

As the worry in my heart just arises, the dragon clan skeleton has already flown into the air. The endless spiritual energy has slowly grown a trace of blood and flesh on the skeleton, forming internal organs... In the blink of an eye, a chaotic dragon floated in the air.

"Sing..."

The dragon raised its head and whispered for a long time. The dragon ball floating above its head seemed to have received some kind of summoning and slowly merged into the dragon's forehead. The dragon's originally godless eyes shot out a chaotic light.

These two rays of light, one is hot and the other is cold. In an instant, the whole world, at the moment when the dragon was resurrected, snowflakes floated and melted rapidly in the air. Two kinds of airflows, one hot and one cold, collided in the air.

"KaKa..."

"Boom..."

Rain and snow are mixed, and thunder is roaring. The originally peaceful world is like the end of the world.

"The dragon is really resurrected?"

What kind of magical power is this to be reborn with dry bones?

The aura emitted by the dragon's body had a domineering and sharpness. It was like an ancient prehistoric world, which made people feel shocked and had the urge to worship him. Zhang Daoran suppressed the throbbing in his heart and calmed down.

Zhang Daoran's legs were sinking deep into the ground, as if he was pressing a mountain on his body.

"You have your divine power, and I have my pride!"

The pride in his heart made Zhang Daoran unable to surrender to the breath of the dragon.

However, the entire world, at the moment when the dragon is resurrected, the plants and trees are low, and the dragon returns like a supreme king.

Zhang Daoran looked at the dragon with his eyes. The pressure on his body made it difficult for Zhang Daoran to move for a moment. His heart was filled with bitterness: "It is impossible to escape now. The whole world seems to be celebrating the return of the dragon. The whole world, every corner, is full of the pressure of the dragon..."

As if he was on the back, Zhang Daoran raised his head stubbornly, his eyes were a little complicated: "The dragon is a Chinese totem, and I am full of awe. I am even more fortunate to see the dragon. Unfortunately, I am hard to control my life and death at this time."

Zhang Daoran was not very clear about how powerful the dragon was. Zhang Daoran had a terrible thought in his mind: "The dragon can kill my life in one breath..."

With a huge body and dragon claws, Zhang Daoran was photographed into a meat pie, or directly into powder with just a light press.

The dragon seemed to enjoy the worship of all things in the world. The vicissitudes of life lasted for a long time. The dragon closed its eyes and raised its head slightly. A kind of proud character was fully reflected.

Not long after, Zhang Daoran felt it was difficult to support it, and a drop of sweat fell and slid into his eyes.

Suddenly, Zhang Daoran saw the dragon floating in the air, and seemed to find a living creature. He did not worship him. He slowly turned his head. His eyes as big as a house looked at Zhang Daoran...
Chapter completed!