Chapter 529 Dragon Soul Memory: Human Formation Master!
‘Humph, you have today too! ’ Seeing that these two people were like grandsons, Mangshan and the others felt secretly happy.
The nostrils of many clan members were almost raised to the sky.
Although the other party is the Supreme, there are also two Supremes in the Federation of Gods.
Not to mention that Shen Yun didn't show any fear in person!
Facing Shen Yun, the Mongols greeted him with willing respect.
As for the dark clan?
If Shen Yun hadn't asked both sides to coexist peacefully, they wouldn't have canceled the tribesmen stationed in the ancient city of origin!
The Domon people couldn't understand what Shen Yun was doing, but they still had to give him face, so they just stood there without saying a word.
As people mature with age, Mo, the old man from the Dark Tribe on the left, glanced at the Domon Tribe people in Mangshan and roughly guessed Shen Yun's intention in letting them come.
But what he said almost made Mangshan and others fight to the death:
"I think Senior Shen came here because of Zhan Qiong's body veins! But the information recorded by our clan is that the strong man with Zhan Qiong's body veins was kidnapped by a supreme power."
As soon as these words came out, Mangshan didn't care what kind of bullshit the other party was, and started shouting on the spot:
"Fuck your mother!!!"
An enemy that I have hated for so long.
Tell me that they didn't kill the person?
This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world! !
Even Wuke, the wise man of the Domon clan, was trembling with anger, pointing at the two supreme old men and shouting angrily:
"Shameless! Extremely shameless!!!"
The two supreme beings looked calm and ignored the indignation of the Domon people.
Mo continued to say to Shen Yun:
"Senior Shen, this is indeed the case. As for being misunderstood by outsiders, to be honest, the Dark Tribe was too lazy to explain at that time. Anyway, it was just the winner and the loser."
The companion on the side, the old man Leng, saw Shen Yun frowning and thinking, so he smoothly cupped his hands and said with a smile:
"Senior Shen, if that supreme power hadn't appeared and taken away the strong man from the Domon clan, our clan would have been defeated back then!"
Leng Lianyou, the younger member of his clan, was Chen Yun's beauty.
You must not make the other party and the dark tribe feel disgusted because of this little face-saving effort.
Mo also accepted the offer and nodded repeatedly:
"It is indeed true. Otherwise, our clan would not exist. Back then, the Domeng clan was also one of the top powers. This is a fact."
This flattery for their ancestors made the people of the Domon tribe secretly happy.
Mangshan and the others were not stupid either. They all restrained their angry expressions and waited for Shen Yun's decision.
Chen Yun also knew that the two of them did not dare to lie to him, and nodded slightly:
"I will personally verify the authenticity of this matter."
After hearing his promise, the people of the Domon tribe knew that one day the truth would eventually come to light!
Mangshan quickly led everyone to bow and bow:
"It's time to thank Mr. Shen!"
Chen Yun waved his hand and looked at Mo: "As for the information about that supreme power, do you have any information?"
Mo shook his head helplessly: "This person comes and goes without a shadow, no one knows."
‘The other party grabbed Zhan Dome because of...’ Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly:
‘Is it possible to recreate the physique? ! ’
This thought made his heart tremble!
Since he can copy other physiques with the help of phagosomes.
Why can't others? !
If so inferred.
The person who kidnapped Zhan Qiong’s body is probably the Lord of Disaster!
Such an invincible physique was taken away by the opponent.
You can imagine how powerful the Lord of Disaster was at that time!
Because the historical time recorded by the War Vault Body is the period of the Twelve Origins.
This is the era when the creatures in the universe become wise and rise!
There were no disaster aliens at that time!
The realm record of Zhan Qiong is the Ancient God Emperor!
No matter how defiant the Lord of Disaster is, it is impossible for him to have a supreme level, but he can quietly take down the Dacheng Battle Dome with hundreds of times increase in combat power. It is not easy!
‘As expected of the Lord of Disaster! ’ Chen Yun smiled faintly after retracting his thoughts.
Until now, he had truly seen a glimpse of the Lord of Disaster's strength.
But he was not in a fearful mood.
Now he needs a strong opponent to ignite the long-dormant fighting spirit in his heart!
At this time, the black fog in the Death Canyon dissipated, and Yu Linglong walked out in a gold skirt.
At the entrance of the canyon, the dragon soul still transformed into a human form, leaning on a cane and bowing to Chen Yun with a smile:
"Senior Shen, I will never thank you for your great kindness! When the princess rises, I will repay this great kindness!"
'It seems that Yu Linglong didn't tell him about me copying her physique...' Shen Yun raised his eyebrows.
Dragon Soul obviously believed that Yu Linglong, who had the Bayu body lineage, would be strong enough to repay his kindness when she grew up.
The old man also knew that Shen Yun could see Yu Linglong's physique, so he added 'after rising'!
The implication is that the old man wants him to take more care of the younger dragon clan.
Shen Yun smiled lightly and said:
"I think it's better to forget it. This is the only one left in your dragon clan. It's my fault for cutting off the inheritance just to repay the favor."
If he encounters difficulties, not everyone can solve them.
"Ah? Hahahaha!" Dragon Soul laughed heartily.
He knew that Shen Yun was joking.
But for someone with such strength and potential, being able to joke with him so kindly is a great honor to the Dragon Clan!
‘I guess it’s because of the human race’s good impression of the dragon race…’ The dragon soul looked at the unparalleled young man in front of him with emotion and sighed softly:
"If our dragon clan could put down our arrogant attitude back then, we might have escaped the disaster of genocide..."
"Oh?" Shen Yun looked at him with interest.
Even Supreme Mo and Leng, as well as the Domeng people present, looked curious.
The dragon race was destroyed by the calamity alien race when they were fighting for power in the ancient world.
But after hearing what Long Hun said, could there be a turning point back then?
Seeing everyone so curious, Long Hun smiled and looked at Shen Yun and said:
"It's actually not a secret. When the dragon race was in danger, a hermit who was proficient in formations happened to pass by. He claimed that he could help the dragon race survive this disaster."
Speaking of this, Long Hun shook his head helplessly:
"But he needed ten powerful elders, Ni Lin, as a reward to study formations, but was flatly rejected by the old Dragon King at that time."
The result is imaginable.
The demise of the dragon race almost cut off the bloodline of the race.
The old Dragon King may have his own concerns.
After all, Ni Lin is the most important companion of the dragon race. Once it leaves the body, its strength will drop sharply.
But Long Hun knew that the old Dragon King mainly looked down on the human formation master with ordinary physique and mediocre racial potential.
The arrogant old Dragon King disdained to seek help from the other party.
Now it seems.
Even if this formation master took away the reverse scale in order to make the elders' strength drop sharply and destroy the dragon clan early.
But what if the other party really has the ability to eliminate this disaster?
Perhaps the dragon clan will have a different result!
Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.
'Formation master? ' This made Shen Yun think of the strange formation that has existed for a long time under the holy spring of the elves in nature.
With a try-and-see attitude, he looked at the dragon soul:
"Do you know where this formation master came from? How strong is he?"
The dragon soul stroked a few strands of beard and frowned and thought:
"I don't care much about this, I'll look through my memory..."
The dragon soul has existed for a very long time, and the memory in his mind is naturally huge.
But as he explored, scattered memory fragments began to piece together one by one, causing him to speak slowly with an uncertain tone:
"I'm not sure where he came from... but he dared to say that his formation could help the dragon race escape the catastrophe, so he must be extremely proficient in formations!"
"And the old Dragon King guessed that he might come from the only realm among the twelve realms that could not be broken through and infiltrated by the disaster alien race: the formation realm!"
