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Text Chapter 682: The war song of the heroic spirit of the senior dragon clan!

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    It seems that they are really soul bodies, but there is no doubt that these people are extremely powerful.

    Many of the figures released extremely powerful and shocking pressure at the moment they appeared. This pressure was so powerful that it made Jiang Chen and others feel a sense of worship!

    "Don't scare us little guests" The old man suddenly smiled and hummed. Suddenly, the silent pressure disappeared, followed by laughter or curious looks.

    "How long has passed, and several younger generations have come here. It seems that people in the wild world have really forgotten us old guys"

    "Yes, we once shed our lives and blood for this world, but our descendants don't seem to miss us that much"

    "It seems like something happened again? Are the people in the world who come here now want us to take action? Don't they know that we can't go out?"

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    Various noisy sounds sounded from all directions.

    At this time, Jiang Chen and Murong Feixue were no longer nervous. These former masters would obviously not do anything to them. Because of their identities and their former glory, they were all once barbarians.  What a hero!

    "Everyone, please have a rest!" The old man clapped his hands: "These young people are indeed here to ask for help from us, but it's just a bit difficult"

    He seemed to simply narrate the incident, and in a way that Jiang Chen and the others did not know.

    "Is that so? Are they descendants of the ancient Tianlong?"

    "This young man seems to be a descendant of the Jiang clan"

    "We only have a hundred soul-calling grasseshow can we give them to them?"

    These souls, or the heroic spirits of former top masters, said again.

    "Be calm and don't be impatient!" the old man said softly.  He seems to have an extraordinary status among these heroic spirits.  The Yinglings present all stopped talking and looked at the old man.

    "Did you hear this, young man?" The old man looked at Jiang Chen: "I know that you are a descendant of the Jiang clan, and this little dragon is a descendant of the ancient Tianlong. Your ancestors have all fought with us, but this matter has  There is really no discussion"

    If you want the soul-calling grass, you have to lose a heroic spirit, these heroic spirits.  They are all masters of hundreds of tribes who have fought for the wild world. Do you want them to give up their soul-calling grass to save Long Maomao? Jiang Chen is conflicted at this moment.

    How could he, how could he bear to do this!

    But if you don¡¯t do this, the chance of Long Maomao¡¯s treatment will be lost!

    Extremely confusing!

    "Forget itI'm sorry to disturb you seniors" Jiang Chen bowed deeply: "I'll think of another way"

    This sentence was very difficult to say, but it was so decisive. He knew that he could not do this.  These heroic spirits are all people he respects. They are all people who have fought for this world.

    Jiang Chen said, bowed deeply and was about to leave.

    "Wait a minute!" A voice suddenly rang through the sky. A young man with a pair of forked dragon horns growing on his head came out and looked at Jiang Chen: "I am willing to give you my Soul-Calling Grass!"

    "What?" Everyone was shocked.

    "An ancestor of the Dragon Clan?" Jiang Chen could tell at a glance.  This is clearly a heroic spirit from the dragon clan!

    This is a very handsome-looking man. The dragon horns on his head illustrate his identity. He is a former master of the Dragon Clan, and he is also the heroic spirit of the Dragon Clan in the Tomb of Hundreds of Clans.

    "Are you really going to give up on the soul-calling grass? If you give up on the soul-calling grass, you are really giving up on our lingering life"

    "That's right. Even though it's just lingering, it's still better than actually dying After all, it's still alive"

    "This decision is too hasty. If we all disappear in the future, who will guard this portal to hell?"

    "You can't do this, Long Aoyue, we all live like this, what can't you think about?" The old man said as he looked at the young man from the Dragon Clan.

    The other heroic spirits looked at the dragon youth with strange eyes, as if they couldn't understand the reason for what he did.

    "No need to persuade me!" Long Aoyue, the senior heroic spirit of the Dragon Clan, waved her hands like this and said to everyone: "The reason why I do this is, firstly, because the person who needs saving is a junior of my Dragon Clan, and secondly, because, I may have lived enough like this, enough!  After such a long time, although it seems that we still have some things to do, after all, even if we are a lonely old man, what can we do?  "

    His eyes were filled with endless sorrow: "What's the difference between us sleeping like this and continuing to sleep after waking up, and those aimless people who live in a hazy way in the world? This kind of living, I am already  enough!"

    "That's enough!" He emphasized these two words again, and then looked at the crowd and said: "Instead of relying on a piece of soul-calling grass to survive, it is better to give up this way of living. The path of the strong is not the path of the warrior.  Huh? Our dragon race has always been the most warlike race among the hundreds of races, but can you still see the existence of the fighting spirit in my lingering body? In fact, in this sense, I have been dead for a long time.  Yes, it¡¯s just that you don¡¯t want to admit it"

    "Instead of living in such pain, it is better to die vigorously in the battle. Even if I lose the protection of the soul-calling grass and only have a short two hours to truly live, then I would rather choose these two hours to fly fire in the battle.  Annihilation, just use my limited soul to burn the last fire for this world again, not to mention saving a descendant of my clan, how can I not do this kind of thing?"

    "Rather than living like this, I would rather die like this. Dying in battle is the glory of my dragon clan!" There seemed to be a sense of determination in his voice, and it seemed that he had long suppressed anger in his heart towards this state of existence.  .

    He is a warrior by nature.  Now that something like this has happened, I decided to stand up!

    Jiang Chen was in awe in his heart.  Looking at this young man, he immediately bowed: "Senior"

    He couldn¡¯t use words to describe the excitement in his heart and his respect for this respectable dragon clan senior hero!

    Jiang Chen knows that this kind of thing is usually difficult to do. After all, for these senior heroic spirits, their way of living is to rely on these soul-calling grasses!

    A fact suddenly occurred to him, which coincided with his previous speculation.  Xuanyuan Polang told him this method. It seemed that he really had no good intentions. Jiang Chen refused his cooperation. It was obvious that Xuanyuan Polang wanted to use the right method to deal with him. Was he killing someone with a borrowed knife?

    What a great move to kill someone with a borrowed knife!

    ¡°If any one of these heroic spirits takes action out of anger, they will inevitably be wiped out.  Because these heroic spirits were ancient masters back then, a generation of heroes who once saved the wild world!

    Xuanyuan Polang is a man with unfathomable scheming

    Jiang Chen thought of this in his mind, and it seemed that Xuanyuan Polang was hidden deeper than he thought.  With this method, even after Jiang Chen went out, he would not be able to tell his conspiracy openly, because it was really unimaginable, even if it was Xuanyuan Polang's sophistry.  It is also indefensible.

    "Don't say anything!" The young heroic spirit of the dragon clan looked at Jiang Chen, waved his hand and said: "I know what you want to say. Maybe you don't have the heart for me to do this, but I tell you, even if you don't show up, I  I am not ready to continue living like this, because I have lived like this enough. I even feel that I have changed into a useless person. Instead of being the top master of the Dragon Clan and a master of transforming gods, I have become a person who relies on external objects to survive.  Waste, what kind of irony and joke is this?¡±

    The hundreds of heroic spirits present looked at him quietly, and watched his impassioned speech. They were all silent. It seemed that the words of this dragon heroic spirit truly spoke to their hearts.

    "I don't know how a junior of my dragon clan would sacrifice to a human youth, but I saw that you came here and were willing to pay any price to save his life. With this brotherhood, it can be seen that our descendants still have passion.  Yes, there is still hope, what regrets do I have?" He looked into Jiang Chen's eyes and said seriously: "Save him and treat him well!"

    He said, gently pointing to Long Maomao's body: "What's the little guy's name?"

    "Long Maomaooh no, Long Aotian!" It was Xiaolu who answered his words.

    "Long Aotian? Okay, the descendants of my dragon clan are so domineering in getting their names!" The heroic spirit of the dragon clan looked at Long Maomao's body with a touch of sadness: "There are not many descendants of the dragon clan left, right?  There were too many warriors from the Dragon Clan who sacrificed their lives in the First World War and on the road to becoming gods. How can I not bear to part with my clansman¡¯s soul-calling grass!¡±

    He roared: "Our dragon clan will still stand at the pinnacle of this world in the future, Long Aotian, come back!"

    Jiang Chen¡¯s heart was filled with shock. This heroic spirit of the Dragon Clan was actually the key to reviving the Dragon Clan.Did you put it on Long Maomao's body?

    ¡°It¡¯s a lot of pressure for him to take care of Long Maomao

    All the heroic spirits looked at the heroic spirits of the dragon tribe. They knew that they could no longer stop the choice of the once top strong man of the dragon tribe!

    He resolutely chose to break away from his past state of existence. He dedicated his soul-calling grass to Long Maomao, embarked on the road to war, and chose to be wiped out in the battle!

    This is a touching scene!

    The dragon hero waved his hand resolutely, smashed his own tombstone into pieces, took out the soul-calling grass that belonged to him, and held it in his hand.

    On the top of this soul-calling grass, it looks like a miniature version of him. Obviously, this soul-calling grass has his brand.

    With a wave of his hand, the figure on the soul-calling grass disappeared, and a vast force rushed into his illusory shadow body.

    Suddenly, his body became more solid, but this state could only last for two hours.

    That¡¯s all!

    The soul-calling grass flew toward Jiang Chen, and then, the senior dragon spirit took one last look at this place, and then at everyone, and even at the bodies of Jiang Chen and Long Maomao.

    "With my power, I sing a war song. A man of the dragon clan, born on the battlefield, died on the battlefield, the hometown of heroes, I am here"

    This is the war song belonging to Long Aoyue, the heroic spirit of the dragon clan!

    He sang a war song and resolutely embarked on this road of battle. The flames of the last two hours of his life will bloom with incomparable brilliance in the battle!  (To be continued)
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