The First Dragon of All Ages

　　 "Brother Chen's cultivation base is not only completely restored, but also seems to be stronger than before."

　　 Dragon and Green Tiger are full of worship.

　　 "These quintessential pill, here you are."

　　 Long Qingchen patted Long Qinghu on the shoulder and took out three Lingcui Pills.

　　 At that time, he was murdered by Long Jinxuan'er and lost the Dragon Ball. His life was at stake. The other young blue dragons humiliated him, and even wanted to take the opportunity to seize his cave.

　　 Only Long Qinghu, when he is most in distress, is willing to take out the blood clotting pill.

　　 The kindness of dripping water, be self-righteous, repay the spring!

　　 Although he didn't take that blood clotting pill, Long Qinghu had this heart, it was enough!

Long Qinghu was at a loss and shook his hand in a panic, "Lingcui Pill is a four-star top-grade pill, each worth thousands of taels of gold, and it may not be available. It is too precious. Brother Chen still keeps it for himself. Right."

　　 "Take it, I have a lot more."

Long Qingchen said involuntarily, and stuffed it directly into his pocket, "The effect of the Lingcui Pill is fierce. With your current five-fold cultivation base in the Xiaolong Realm, you can't bear it. You must hurry up and upgrade your cultivation to the Profound Dragon Realm. To take it."

"I know." Long Qinghu nodded his head, seeming to think of something, and said in confusion, "Brother Chen, since your cultivation base has been restored, then, logically speaking, my dragon ball can sense your dragon ball, why can't it? To?"

　　 "Can't sense?"

　　 Long Qingchen was stunned, he could sense the dragon **** of other blue dragons, but unexpectedly, other blue dragons could not sense his dragon balls.

Long Qinghu smiled and said, "If you can sense Brother Chen's Dragon Ball, then even if you give Long Qingmu and Long Qingyue ten courage, you will not dare to fight against Brother Chen because they can't sense Brother Chen's Dragon Ball. I mistakenly thought that Brother Chen had lost his cultivation base, so he dared to start with Brother Chen."

　　 Long Qingchen couldn't help being silent, practicing the Nine-Ni Dragon Art, which caused his dragon ball to mutate, creating nine dragon patterns. As for the function of these nine dragon patterns, he didn't know.

　　 In the memory of the Nine Dragon Emperor, there is no memory of the Nine Dragons.

　　 Could it be that something went wrong in the practice?

　　 "You go back first, let me think about it."

　　 "Then I will go first. Dragon Ball is the origin of the Dragon Race. Brother Chen must not be careless."

　　 looked at him with concern, and Long Qinghu left the cave.

　　 Long Qingchen sat down cross-legged, recalling the memory of the Nine-Ni Dragon Emperor, carefully inspecting the trajectory of the Nine-Ni Dragon Art. However, nothing went wrong.

Roar! ......

　　 He ran the Nine Ni Long Jue slowly, and didn't feel any discomfort.

　　 "Other blue dragons can't sense my Dragon Ball, so it doesn't seem to hurt..."

　　 muttered to himself, shook his head slightly, no longer thinking about it.

　　 "Brother Chen!"

　　 Outside the cave, Long Qinghu's anxious voice came, and he hurried in.

"what's happenin?"

　　 Long Qingchen is strange, how come back again.

　　 Long Qinghu said anxiously, "The patriarch... the patriarch is back, it's just..."

　　 "Just what?"

　　 Long Qingchen suddenly changed his color, his face turned pale, and he had a bad premonition.

　　嗖!

　　 Huo Ran got up and quickly swept outside the cave.

When I came to the flat ground of the Azure Dragon Valley, I heard many low weeping sounds. I saw hundreds of figures gathered there. In addition to more than 100 young girls, there were also many middle-aged men and women. It was the guardian of the Azure Dragon clan. And the elders.

　　嗖!

　　 Long Qingchen jumped up and came to the middle.

　　 I saw a middle-aged man with gray hair, an old face, and a thin body lying on a bamboo pedestal. His breath was like a gossamer, and his vitality was weak, like a candle in the wind, which would go out at any time.

　　 "Father!"

　　 Long Qingchen's eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground, holding his father's skinny palm, not a hint of temperature.

　　 I remember clearly that a few years ago, when my father went on an expedition with the dragon army, his stature was stalwart, and he was in his prime. Now, he seems to be a few dozen years old.

　　 hum! ......

　　 The strength of the blue dragon rose from his palm, and he carefully checked his father's injury.

　　'S heart is getting heavier and heavier, the dragon veins burst, and the meridians all over his body are broken every inch. The main reason that he can sustain it until now is mainly because of his father's strong foundation and strong vitality of the Qinglong clan. Otherwise, he would have died.

　　 He quickly recalled the memory of the Nine-Ni Dragon Emperor. There are several kinds of pill that can heal his father's injury, but the medicinal materials needed for those kinds of pill are extremely rare and difficult to find.

　　 seems to have heard his call, Long Qinghao slowly opened his eyes, bloodshot and exhausted, barely showing a kind of smile, "It's okay for my father, but I'm tired, just rest for a while."

Since childhood, his father was extremely strict and unsmiling. Today, it is rare to see his father’s smile, but Long Qingchen's heart is stabbing. If he heard this before, he would feel relieved, but now, he is very aware of his father’s injury. How heavy is it that you can never recover from rest.

　　 If he is not cured properly, he will be paralyzed for life, let alone keep his cultivation level!

　　 "Father will definitely get better."

　　 He has a firm gaze, no matter what, he will heal his father's injury.

　　 "Heaven is jealous of talents!"

　　The Great Elder Long Qingyang cried out in mourning, and wiped the tears that did not exist in the corner of his eyes.

　　 "The patriarch is the first strongest of the Qinglong clan, and the mainstay of the Qinglong clan. Today, he can't afford to be seriously injured. It makes my heartache. This is the loss of the entire Qinglong clan!"

　　 "In recent years, under the leadership of the patriarch, the Qinglong clan has become stronger and stronger, and there is a trend of restoring the prosperity of the ancient times. Unfortunately, the patriarch has fallen, where is the future of the Longqing clan?"

　　 His words made the eyes of many guardians and elders red, and they burst into tears.

The second elder, Long Qingyi, suddenly stood up and said impassionedly, "The country must not be without a king for a day, a family, not for a day without a master, a dragon, and for a day without a head. The top priority must be to elect a respected elder to replace the patriarch. He will continue to lead our Qinglong clan to glory!"

　　 "The patriarch is out on the battlefield, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com fights for all the dragons. This has just fallen, and the new patriarch is elected. Is this appropriate?"

　　 "I don't think it's right, so let's discuss it later."...

　　 Many guardians and elders looked at each other, all frowned.

　　Long Qingyi glanced at them sharply, "The patriarch is seriously injured, and I am also very sad, but the future of the Qinglong clan is more important, and the sorrow should not delay the election of the new patriarch!"

　　He stretched out his hand to lead to Long Qingyang, "The Great Elder, regardless of cultivation level or prestige, is enough to be the new patriarch!"

　　 Long Qingyang waved his hand "humbly", "Compared with the patriarch, I am not small in all aspects. How can He De take over as the patriarch? Or choose another..."

　　Long Qingyi has a serious expression, "The great elder is respected and respected. For the future of the Qinglong clan, don't refuse to resign. If you refuse to resign, it will be disrespect to the Qinglong clan!"

　　 Long Qingyang "hesitated" for a while, and had to "reluctantly" agree, "If this is the case, then I will do my part, and I will do my best to continue to lead the Qinglong clan to glory!"

　　 Long Qingchen glared at Long Qingyang and Long Qingyi, "My father is seriously injured and dying. You don't want to help my father heal, but you are eager to seek the position of patriarch. Aren't you afraid of the chill of the entire Qinglong clan?"

　　 "Presumptuous!"

　　 Long Qingyi scolded, "The position of the patriarch has been decided through consultation by the elders since ancient times. It is not yet your turn for a junior to criticize, you are not qualified!"

　　 Long Qinghao shook Long Qingchen's hand and shook his head slightly.

　　 Long Qingchen stared at Long Qingyang and Long Qingyi with cold eyes, as if he wanted to engrave their appearance in his heart. Today, how they are in power, how will they roll down in the future!