Chapter 784 Dragon Clan Holy Sword

This is an endless mountain forest, and no one knows how many tribes there are in this mountain forest.

This is a mysterious land, full of endless unknowns, and filled with countless ancient secrets.

According to legend, the ancestral gods Suiren, Youchao and Fuxi all appeared in this land.

The tens of thousands of miles in the northwest of the southern wilderness of the Immortal Realm is not only the sacred land of the forest tribes and barbarians. The mystery within it has also deeply attracted the yearning of many monks in Middle-earth. A large number of expedition groups enter here every year, but it is absolutely After most monks go deep into it, they never return.

Of course, although the local forest tribes and barbarians do not have a good impression of outsiders, they do not have any particular hostility. However, the inheritance of some tribes is too long, and no one is allowed to explore them.

In fact, many adventure groups just wandered around the periphery.

The barbarian holy mountain that Zhou Tong is going to now is the most mysterious and terrifying place among the tens of thousands of miles of territory, because it involves the ancestral god Suiren clan.

The Holy Mountain is two thousand miles away from the previous Pure Land, but for Zhou Tong, this distance is completely within his reach. In just half an hour, he was already within a hundred miles of the Holy Mountain. Inside.

This holy mountain was originally the place where the ancestral god Suiren worshiped the bronze furnace of heaven and earth. Logically speaking, it should be like a volcano with billowing black smoke. But here there are thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors. You can see streaks of light flying out from the holy mountain, like shooting stars dragging out streaks of light in the night sky.

Moreover, there is also the faint sound of fairy music on this mountain, as if there is a fairy playing music on the mountain.

"This is the Heaven and Earth Bronze Furnace that the ancestor god Suiren clan used to make sacrifices. It's really amazing!" A hint of surprise appeared in Zhou Tong's eyes, and the closer he got to the holy mountain, the more surprised he became.

Especially after getting closer to the holy mountain for more than ten miles, Zhou Tong felt that what he saw in front of him was not a mountain, but a vast and boundless world. One feels insignificant in front of it, like an ant looking at the sky.

"It is indeed the Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace that Suiren wants to use to smelt the world. It is obviously just a mountain, but it gives people a feeling that it is vaster than the world." The more Zhou Tong realized this feeling, the more surprised he became.

At the same time, he also thought of the plans of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

Suiren's Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace is probably an alternative experiment, smelting all the heavens and worlds and turning them into a real world of immortality.

Continuing forward, you can already see the real mountain through the mist.

The Holy Mountain is majestic and majestic, but the mountain is bare and devoid of any color of life. There were still stains of blood on the gray mountain, as if it had gone through countless battles, and there were traces of mist lingering in those red areas.

There are still some places on the mountain that are shining with golden light, as if molten copper water is boiling, rolling out bursts of blazing light; there are also some places that are completely black, looking like bottomless pits.

Of course, there is not really no life on the mountain. If you look closely, you can see several oasis-like green belts on the mountain, isolated on the bare mountain.

"The things I need should be in these oases!" Zhou Tong went straight to the mountain.

The mist was floating on the mountain, and under the desolate mountain, wisps of black air emerged from the earth. Even Zhou Tong had to release the dragon clan's magical green light to protect his body.

And when he rose to about a thousand meters, this was the real dangerous place. From time to time, large pieces of bloody mist would float in.

Zhou Tong was lucky. When he climbed the mountain this time, he didn't encounter anything really dangerous. He came to an oasis smoothly.

This is an extremely quiet forest with towering ancient trees. Each tree requires twenty or thirty people to surround it. It is unknown how many years it has been growing here.

Moreover, there was no sound in this forest. The silence was terrifying. Apart from his own voice, he could not hear any movement at all. There is a depressing power in this forest. If you are trapped here for a long time, it can make you mentally exhausted.

"According to the original text, this forest should be the forest where the Dragon King is!" Zhou Tong moved forward cautiously, and fully used his perception ability to carefully sense everything in this forest.

Soon, Zhou Tong noticed a trace of dragon energy in the forest.

"That's right, the dragon king who was infinitely close to the ancestral dragon fell here!" Zhou Tong's eyes lit up and he immediately rushed towards the direction where the dragon energy came from.

Not long after walking, Zhou Tong saw a snow-white skeleton piled up like a hill under a towering tree.

It was a long keel, coiled under an ancient tree that could only be embraced by dozens of people, just like a snow-white mountain range. If this dragon's body were stretched out, it would be at least 800 meters long.

Even though it died, its head of the ancestral dragon was still raised high and did not lower until its death. There were many cracks in the bones all over its body, and the bones of the ancestral dragon were completely broken in dozens of places. It was obvious that it was cut into dozens of pieces and died in battle.

"Except for the hind claws, the whole body is exactly the same as the ancestral dragon!" Zhou Tong looked at the dragon carefully and marveled. This dragon looked more like the real ancestral dragon than himself.

"However, it's time for the Holy Sword of the Dragon Clan to return to the Dragon Clan!" Zhou Tong then opened his mouth and spat out, and a blue flame instantly completely ignited these dragon bones.

The blue flames soaring into the sky burned, but they did not ignite the big tree with the keel wrapped around it. All the green flames seemed to be spiritual, just burning on the keel.

At this time, the burning keel suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, shrinking and changing continuously.

The cracked bones healed in the flames, and even the broken parts were automatically reconnected. In the end, the huge keel that was hundreds of meters long shrank to more than one meter in length, floating quietly in mid-air.

However, at this moment, this dragon bone is no longer the previous snow-white color, but is blooming with rays of light, becoming as crystal clear as a treasure carved from beautiful divine jade.

At this time, Zhou Tong's eyes and horns burst out with two divine lights at the same time, covering the dragon bone.

"Qiang!!"

A clear voice spread throughout the oasis. This was the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and at the same time there was a brilliant light that illuminated the entire oasis.

The crystal clear dragon bone suddenly turned into powder, and then a peerless sword appeared.

It is unclear what kind of material this sword is made of. It looks like a jade sword or a bone sword. It is extremely sharp.

Zhou Tong made a casual move, and the divine sword fell into his hand.

"The Holy Sword of the Dragon Clan... This is the inheritance of the Dragon Kings of all generations. If I am not wrong, this sword is at least a treasure at the semi-ancestral level." Zhou Tong suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart as soon as he held the sword.

This sword was forged by a dragon king countless years ago, specifically for the battle between the ancestral dragons. Later generations of sword masters were dragon kings. Generations of dragon kings tempered the divine sword with their own efforts and dragon energy, making the sword stronger with each generation.

But after all, this sword still has a huge weakness, that is, the sword masters in the past generations have all been losers in the Dragon King battle. It owes a true ancestral dragon to forge it into a holy sword that can truly represent the supreme majesty of the dragon clan.

"Let me make up for what you lack!" Zhou Tong thought to himself.

This sword has been sheathed with a dragon bone throughout the ages, but Zhou Tong didn't want to do this. With a wave of his hand, he broke off a branch at random, made a scabbard, put the sword away, and carried it on his back.