The dragon roar soon spread throughout Shuojin Island. Almost at the moment when the dragon roar sounded, the monster in the dense forest that was confronting the monks immediately leaned over and bowed.

The vines that were originally trying to kill the invaders also retracted back to the climbing tree as if they were scared.

Several Nascent Soul monks quickly threw away their prey and didn't even have time to wipe the blood of the monsters, so they headed straight to the place where the dragon roared.

Similarly, Haipingge picked up the demon pill that landed on the ground and ordered others with a serious expression: "Follow me to see!"

Su Fuyun, who was following him, secretly touched the jade pendant, and felt deeply regretful in his heart: If Hai Pingge had not been so domineering and disobedient, she would have been the one who opened the altar! This time, I don’t know who got the initiative.

Sang Ying and the other two had the initiative, and they had no idea that they had now become the object of jealousy of everyone. After the secret passage under the altar was opened, they quickly walked in.

Unlike the scorching heat on the ground, the underground palace is filled with the coldness of the sun that has not been seen for a long time. Cultivators like Haitingzhou could not stand it for a while.

Fortunately, he is a child of a large family and has many good things on his body. He soon found a magic weapon to resist the yin and cold breath. Fang Chi was originally a fire spirit root, and his body was very hot and he was not afraid of these things at all.

While walking on the sea, I couldn't help but mutter: "Although I heard from my elders that there are good things hidden in Shuojin Island, I don't know that there is an underground palace."

Fang Chi also asked with great shame: "What did your elders say?"

"They said that Shuojin Island is a divine object from the sky. As long as someone can pass the triple test, he can take away a peerless treasure from here. But these tests vary from person to person, and everyone may encounter different things. It can be said that danger and opportunity coexist." Hai Tingzhou explained to her in detail.

The two were chatting behind, and Sang Ying walked in front with a sword in her hand.

But as they walked, their voices gradually became smaller, and the road ahead of Sang Ying seemed to be covered in mist and could not see clearly.

After another kick, Sang Ying completely lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, Sang Ying was hazy around her, and she seemed to be trapped in some small place.

She tried hard to break free, but there was no way.

Fortunately, the voice from outside came in at the right time: "Dad, can Qinglong really break out of the shell? Today is the deadline. If Qinglong can't come out again, he will be thrown into the Dragon Crater!"

This was the woman's voice, and she was crying. Sang Ying tried hard to think about the meaning of her words, but suddenly she found that she seemed to have lost her former memories.

She remembered that her name was Sang Ying, but she couldn't remember why she was trapped in this place where she couldn't see clearly.

After the woman's voice fell, another old voice soon came: "Today is the deadline. If Qinglong still can't break free, it is destined by God. My White Dragon Clan should disappear."

The old man sighed a long time, and I don’t know how much helpless he had tolerated in this sigh.

"No!" The woman was very unwilling to accept, "My White Dragon Clan will never accept such a fate!"

Immediately afterwards, the old man exclaimed: "Stop Alan!"

Click!

Something broke open, and with the sound of shattering, a ray of light finally appeared in front of Sang Ying.

She tried hard to go to the place where the light came out, feeling that all her limbs were bound and it was very difficult to escape.

But fortunately, she finally left the place where she trapped herself.

And when she looked up, a beautiful face with pear blossoms and rain appeared in front of Sang Ying. What surprised her was that the beauty had two snow-white antlers on her forehead... Or should it be called a dragon horn?

"Oh, Alan, you're still too impulsive." Looking in the voice, an old man with white hair was staring at Sang Ying, with unspeakable regrets and pity in his eyes.

Before Sang Ying could figure out where she was, her gentle hands held her up.

It was the beauty with dragon horns: "Qinglong's father and three brothers have all died on the battlefield of gods and demons, and he and me are only one child left. I would rather let Qinglong live with difficulty than see my and his children thrown into the dark dragon crater."

The beauty's tears were like pearls with broken threads, and they fell on Sang Ying's head drop by drop.

She subconsciously shook her head, but felt that her head was very heavy.

Sang Ying reached out to touch her head, but when she lowered her eyes, she found that the place where she should have had a hand was stretched out with a snow-white claw.

No one saw her doubts. After seeing her daughter-in-law's tears, the elderly old man could only sigh helplessly: "Forget it, since Qinglong has been born safely, there is no room for anything to be saved. It's just that Qinglong was born today because you broke the shell. You must not let the third person know, otherwise Qinglong's fate would not be much better than being thrown into the Dragon Crater."

After leaving this sentence, the old man hurriedly left. Sang Ying looked at the other party's departure back and felt that the person's figure seemed to be a little more hunched than before.

The beauty hugged Sang Ying tightly into her arms, as if she was holding her own treasure: "My grandmother's exquisiteness, Mother will never let you go on the old path of your father and brothers. I will definitely protect you and let you live happily!"

Sang Ying turned her head slightly, but unexpectedly saw her current appearance in the mirror beside her - her slender body, beautiful scales, and small jade-like horns. This is clearly a dragon!

So, what they both said is themselves?

The monks rush to ascend to the upper realm, a place where gods and demons live together and fight everywhere.

The dragon clan, one of the divine beasts, settled here and divided a large area as a clan. But just as there are sects in human cultivation, the dragon clan also divided into five clan groups based on its own color.

The Azure Dragon lineage, the direct lineage of the ancient divine beast, occupies the dominant throne, followed by the Black Dragon, Red Dragon, Golden Dragon and White Dragon.

The White Dragon Clan is weak and its territory has been occupied by the black dragon. Not long ago, the young leader of the White Dragon Group and his eldest son also lost their lives on the battlefield of gods and demons.

For a moment, the White Dragon Clan became a piece of fat. When the old clan leader dies, it will become the on-the-trade meal of other dragon clans.

Fortunately, the young clan leader left his only bloodline, giving the White Dragon clan a glimmer of hope for revival. However, this little hope seemed to be shattered in the eyes of the old clan leader.

Sang Ying later learned that it would take a hundred years for the dragon clan to break its shell, but a hundred years later the dragon egg that had not broken shell would be thrown into the dragon crater and turned into nutrients for other tribes.

The dragon clan can only do it by itself. If outsiders help break the shell, even if the young dragon is born safely, it is destined to have mediocre qualifications for the rest of his life and cannot take on heavy responsibilities.

When she knew all this, Sang Ying finally understood what kind of difficulties she would face, and there were even greater disasters waiting for her than these.

Chapter completed!