Chapter 1102 (1/2)

Xiao Long left here immediately, went to the sect and found elder Qin Wuji.

After learning about Xiao Long's problem, Qin Wuji's face was very heavy.

”Elder Qin Wuji, what happened?” Xiao Long trembled.

”Alas!” Qin Wuji sighed and said slowly, ”the patriarch, he has sat down.”

”What?” Xiao Long was shocked.

”Yes, the last time the patriarch appeared, he had exhausted all his vitality. The next day after he went back, he had eclipsed to immortality.” Qin Wuji sighed.

Xiao Long was still at a loss and refused to believe it. The good old dragon emperor died anyway.

Last time, he appeared to help him out, that is to say, the old Dragon Emperor exhausted his vitality for Xiao Long.

”Xiao Long, once people die, the patriarch has existed since ancient times. He has lived for millions of years, and Shouyuan has come to an end.”

”Later, every battle was consuming his vitality! Recently, opportunities in the random burial post were frequent. In order to compete for those benefits, the patriarch had to come forward frequently and fight with outsiders!”

”Especially when we got the treasure house secret place, the patriarch killed three people in a row under the siege of the peak of three immortals, so as to keep the growth of Xiaoyao dragon palace.”

Speaking of this, Qin Wuji seems to be much older in an instant.

Xiao Long froze and said slowly, ”that is to say, the elder is dead, but we are hiding!”

”That's right. Otherwise, the Lord of the treasure house will come forward this time. Alas!” Qin Wuji sighed.

Xiao Long still can't believe that a dragon clan of xianzun level will die so easily.

Moreover, he didn't believe that he died on Shouyuan depletion.

Ordinary immortal human friars can survive from ancient times, let alone the dragon family.

”I don't believe it. Can you show me the body of the Dragon Emperor?” Xiao Long said.

Qin wupole nodded: ”well, the patriarch's body is dead, but there should be residual thoughts. I think it will give you some information.”

”Come with me!”

Qin Wuji waved and took Xiao Long away from Xiaoyao dragon palace.

After they left, they went all the way north, far away from the mass grave, and came to a sandy desert.

Finally, they found a Tiankeng in the desert. It was foggy and had a natural array. It was a good place to bury bones.

”The patriarch told me before he left that he would sit here. No one is allowed to enter except you and Qin Yu.”

Qin Wuji said faintly, ”Xiao Long, go in.”

”Yes.”

Xiao Long nodded heavily and jumped into the sinkhole.

After falling into the, the scenery in front of him changed rapidly. I don't know how long he fell. He came to the bottom of the Tiankeng.

There's a hole under here. It's a dark and open area.

Xiao Long flew forward and locked the ground in front of him at a glance.

There, there is a huge dry dragon corpse lying on the ground horizontally. The body of the Dragon corpse has dried up and lost its essence and blood, leaving only the dry skin and skeleton structure.

On the surface of the Dragon corpse, the prestige and aftertaste of the dead vaguely remain, which is only the dignity of the dragon family.

Feeling the familiar fluctuation, Xiao Long took a deep breath and was sure that this was the old Dragon Emperor.

He flew over, came to the old dragon emperor and half knelt down.

”Elder, the foreign demons are dead, and the crisis in the wasteland is over. I'm here to report the good news!” Xiao Long bowed down, then looked up and quietly looked at the bones in front of him.