Chapter 283 Hell created by one’s own hands

"This is."

The Evil Emperor's eyes were wide open at this moment, and his face was trembling as he looked at the dilapidated, desolate, hell-like scene in front of him.

In the already dark valley, the thick fog blocked the only light, but it did not hinder the sight of the three people present.

Just now they were still wondering why this place was called the Dragon Tomb, but they had not seen even a dragon corpse. Now the truth is revealed.

In the previous life, Emperor Tian once said that except for the Douluo Continent and the Sun-Moon Continent, the other continents on this planet have not formed higher civilization communities. This will be the case ten thousand years ago, and the current situation ten thousand years ago may be even worse. Human beings on the mainland may not even have a decent soul master system.

People with high levels will be excluded from the space and unable to enter. Even if people with low levels can enter, their soul power will be suppressed.

Although the dragon souls along the way did not pose a threat to them, they were completely invincible and powerful enemies to the soul masters whose soul power had been suppressed, and it was impossible to reach this point.

In other words, the three of them should be the first arrivals of this tomb.

Pale corpses filled every corner of the valley inch by inch. In this quiet darkness, where there was not even a trace of wind, the king and his subjects were buried here silently.

The sadness spread from the heart to the whole body, as if the body was sinking into the deep sea, the mouth and nose were filled with sea water, and then a strong sense of suffocation emerged.

Even the Evil Emperor, who didn't care about other races, was silent at this moment.

Just looking at the endless skeletons is enough to imagine the tragic situation at that time, and Huo Yuhao, who has experienced the memory of the Ice God and the narration of the Shura God, has an even deeper understanding.

In his mind, he subconsciously recalled the scene of the prosperity of the Dragon Realm in the Ice God's memory. In just one day, a prosperous race came to an end.

"Xie Jun, you can rest here while Gu Yuena and I go down."

Hearing Huo Yuhao's dull voice, the Evil Emperor paused and then spoke.

".good."

Then the two of them jumped off the edge under the evil emperor's gaze, and fell freely from an altitude of nearly a kilometer. Only at this moment could the sound of hunting wind appear in their ears.

As they approached the bottom of the valley, their speed suddenly slowed down, and they finally landed next to a skeleton that was about tens of meters away.

Every skeleton here is extremely huge, ranging from tens to hundreds of meters. The one in front of them can be said to be the smallest.

Gu Yuena looked up and stared for a moment, then gently touched her hand. The skeleton suddenly seemed to sense something, and complicated patterns lit up on the pale surface, flickering on and off as if it was breathing.

This is the remains of a sub-dragon species. Its strength is at the bottom of the valley. It has long lost consciousness, and its empty soul has turned into a wandering dragon soul outside the valley.

What responds is just the instinct of the body.

For a moment, she silently withdrew her hand and walked towards the depths with Huo Yuhao. Then she was still touching the huge bones that covered the sky one by one, and her body gradually began to glow with a faint silver light. faint.

The bones illuminated by the halo seemed to have been summoned, and they lit up with complicated patterns. The resentment emanating from the bone marrow seemed to have subsided a lot.

Finally, they stopped.

What was in front of him was a huge skeleton that was a thousand meters in size. Although there was still a huge gap compared with the ancestor of the Yalong in the Jingyang Mountains, this was already the largest skeleton in the valley.

The skeleton is a deep brown color. The strange thing is that it has no dragon wings, and the thickness of the bones is completely beyond that of ordinary dragons. If the body shape is the same as that of the ancestor of the dragon, its bones may be two or three times the size of the ancestor of the dragon.

Just by getting closer, they felt the heavy aura rushing towards them, as well as the almost crazy anger. The surrounding space seemed to have faint distortion lines due to the increase in gravity.

"Mountain Dragon King"

Gu Yuena stared blankly and murmured softly.

"Dragon King?"

Huo Yuhao was a little confused when he heard this.

Is this the Dragon King?

Isn't it true that only those with God-King-level strength can be called Dragon King?

He also recognized the identity of the skeleton in front of him. The color of the skeleton looked similar to that of an earth dragon at first glance, but this one was actually a mountain dragon. The difference was that the earth dragon had the ability to control the earth element.

The mountain dragon has a terrifying physique, strength and defense.

If divided according to the gold and silver dragon kings, the earth dragon belongs to the ability branch of the silver dragon king, while the mountain dragon should belong to the ability branch of the gold dragon king.

It is conceivable that the strength of the mountain dragon is actually much stronger than that of other attribute dragons.

But strength comes from strength. In his opinion, the strength of the skeleton in front of him definitely did not reach the level of a god king. Otherwise, there would be no reason to survive in this space.

The remains of the Ice and Fire Dragon King he encountered were buried underground at an unknown depth, and the energy that escaped from them formed a treasure like the Ice and Fire Eyes. Even an Ultimate Douluo would not be able to benefit from being contaminated by the water in that pool. .

Not to mention the ancestor of the sub-dragon who is stronger than the Ice and Fire Dragon King and has the power of destruction. If the other party had not been unconscious and the soul beasts with the blood of the silver dragon sacrificed their lives to build a barrier, would the Sun Moon Continent still have the Jingyang Mountains? It’s all two things.

If this person in front of him is the Dragon King, it is absolutely impossible for the gravity around him to simply increase several times.

As if aware of Huo Yuhao's doubts, Gu Yuena explained softly.

"The Mountain Dragon Clan is quite special. It is rare in number and extremely large in size. Each Mountain Dragon King will turn into a mountain continent when it reaches adulthood for the rest of the Dragon Clan to thrive on it. Therefore, the Dragon God, remembering the achievements of his family, once ordered that every mountain dragon king No matter how strong a mountain dragon is, as long as it reaches adulthood, it will be given the title of king and have a high status. The real mountain dragon king is also known as the head of the nine dragon kings. Over time, even the immature mountain dragons will be called mountain dragon kings. .”

Huo Yuhao was stunned when he heard this and nodded silently.

That makes sense.

After all, according to God Shura, several dragon kings should know the original story and would not have such resentment. However, this mountain dragon king still exudes strong hatred.

But just when the Mountain Dragon King's skeleton felt Gu Yuena's aura, the lines that seemed to be engraved on the bones suddenly lit up.

A hesitant voice sounded.

"Lord, are you really back?"

The two of them paused for a moment before subconsciously stopping and looking at the brown skeleton in front of them. This should be the only soul with consciousness left in the entire valley.

Gu Yuena first looked at Huo Yuhao, and when she saw him shrugging at her, she responded softly.

"I'm back."

The light emitted by the skeleton was even brighter, and the voice coming from the soul was full of excitement at the moment.

"Congratulations on the return of the Lord!"

"Besides you, is there anyone who still has consciousness?"

"Back to the Lord, I am the only one who still has some consciousness."

The light of the skeleton seemed to dim a bit.

"The one before me also transformed himself into a dragon soul not long ago."

Speaking of which, after a long time, there was a bet between these remains.

Bet on who can successfully wait until the Lord returns with consciousness.

No one had any expectations, and even he had almost forgotten about the bet.

Now it seems that he won.

If I had known earlier I would have had a colorful head...

As soon as these words came out, Gu Yuena's expression changed.

"Did you take the initiative to transform into a dragon soul?"

Transforming herself into the kind of remnant soul that only acts on instinct is a blasphemy against life. She never imagined that the always proud Dragon Clan would actively choose to transform.

"Yes, Lord."

The voice was very calm, but it contained unimaginable determination.

"They said they didn't want the Lord to see only a valley full of bones when he came back."

Silence comes quietly.

There is no rest in the grave, no eternal sleep.

In some cases, even the corpses were exposed to the air and eroded by the years, leaving only pale skeletons in the dust.

They said they did not want the Lord to see a barren land when he returned.

So low green plants appeared.

They also said that they did not want the Lord to see an empty sky when he returned.

Then a gorgeous dragon cloud appeared.

They finally said that they did not want any of their people to be waiting here when the Lord returns.

Then let these remaining souls give up their useless self-esteem and contribute the last bit of value.

Let the proud souls wander in this cage-like hell created by their own hands.

Washed away and worn away by time.

Until it is beyond recognition.

Until the last trace of consciousness dissipated.

Until it completely turns into a walking zombie in this space.

Even if they create this hell where even their souls will burn out, they are still happy with it.

As a race that is almost extinct, what is there that cannot be given up?

Just keep your instincts.

As long as they retain their instincts, they will not offend the Lord who comes here in the future.

Even their remnants can help the Lord restore his strength.

At this point, they've accomplished everything they wanted to do.

They hope that before the day comes when hell burns out, before the moment comes when space cannot support it, when their king returns, he will be able to see his former people, the clouds in the sky, and the greenery on the ground. Plants, not just bones in a place.

Feeling the soft leaves in his hands trembling slightly, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but tighten his grip a little more.

It wasn't until Gu Yuena relaxed a little that he looked behind the mountain dragon king's skeleton.

Now, even if he wants to do something, he must first resolve his physical condition.

Looking through the cracks in the bones, there is a sunken valley with a diameter of nearly 10,000 meters.

Valley within a valley.

But what attracted him at this moment was not the things in the valley, but the two shadows of gold and silver beside the valley.

The shadow took on a human form and looked very young. It had been kneeling on the edge of the pit for a long time. Even if they came, they would not say a word, just kneel.

Time Dragon King and Space Dragon King?

Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes. Although the two of them were just wisps of remnant souls, he still determined their identities with their vague auras.

He still remembered that God Shura said at that time that the main reason for the catastrophe in the Dragon Realm was that the death of the Dragon God's son caused the Dragon God to go crazy, but the reason why it happened was directly related to the betrayal of the two people in front of him.

He really didn't expect to meet the two of them here, and he couldn't help but feel a little wary.

"Are they...repenting?"

Soon the voice of the Mountain Dragon King rang out, with a slightly surprised tone.

"Has the mistress seen it?"

"?"

Black lines suddenly appeared on Huo Yuhao's face.

Why do you call her a mistress?

Gu Yuena didn't say anything this time, so why did this guy start screaming by himself?

In fact, it was mainly because Huo Yuhao was sealed. Without direct contact, he didn't realize that Huo Yuhao's bloodline was even more terrifying than Gu Yuena's.

Coupled with the intimate display of the two holding hands just now...

Before Huo Yuhao could speak, he continued to add.

"Those are our two dragon kings of time and space. For I don't know how many years, they have been kneeling there, asking why they didn't say anything, and always claiming to be the sinners of the dragon clan..."

Huo Yuhao nodded and stopped paying attention to the other party. Today was already the third day, and the seal on his body had begun to show signs of loosening. Time was running out, and he had to find a solution as soon as possible.

He took Gu Yuena to the edge of the deep valley, looked down, and saw a huge colorful light floating in the deep pit of nearly a kilometer.

The moment he saw that figure, Huo Yuhao felt a strong call welling up in his heart.

The blood in his body violently rioted, and there were even faint signs of breaking through the seal.

As if the golden mist in his body had self-awareness, it burst into intense light, illuminating Huo Yuhao's body somewhat brightly.

"That's...the remnant soul of the Dragon God..."

Huo Yuhao, who finally found his target, gritted his teeth, looked at Gu Yuena and no longer hesitated, and jumped down...

…

In a small town in the north of Tiandou City.

A figure covered in black robes and wearing a mask appeared here.

It was Tang San who was forced to run away by Wuhun Palace.

After seeing that there were no members of Wuhun Palace patrolling the city, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You'd better go buy some clothes to keep out the cold."

The purple soul's voice came from his mind, making Tang San a little unable to understand it.

"I'm already in the ninth ring now, why don't you let me take revenge?"

The moment he became a Titled Douluo, his desire for revenge rioted like never before.

He wished he could just go to Wuhun Palace and kill Qian Daoliu, who had captured his father, and rescue his father.

And he heard that his uncle Tang Xiao was also there, a ninety-fifth-level titled Douluo. He had been thinking about him for a long time.

"Your strength is not enough. Do you think that the so-called Spirit Hall only has one titled Douluo? Now, listen to me, buy it, and then go all the way north."

After speaking, Rakshasa paused and added.

"If you want to continue to improve your strength."

Hearing this, Tang San looked a little unhappy, but in the end he didn't say anything and went straight to the shop selling clothes...