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Chapter 47 Dragon Festival, Heaven's Choice

In the center of the Dragon Clan, there is the largest island, which is as big as the three Dragon City. The island is square, and there is a huge stone tablet in the center of the island. There is a quaint palace cluster around the stone tablet. Although it is not magnificent, it is magnificent and magnificent.

This is the base camp for the elders of the Dragon Sacrifice and a solemn place for worshiping the giant dragons.

There was no one in the round dragon sacrifice altar under the stone tablet, and the guards around him looked solemn and stood like a mountain.

In a palace below the high altar, a group of elders were talking.

"Is this Youchi? It's so fast."

The door of the hall is closed, and Xiaoqing and Youchi can walk freely in the hall, but they can't escape from the palace.

There were three old men with gray hair sitting directly above the hall. They didn't know how many years they had lived. The wrinkles on their faces had already appeared like ditch marks on the beach after the waves. Their beards and eyebrows were almost white, and their hair was as white as snow. They sat on the chair, their limbs trembled slightly, and their whole body trembled slightly with his body, and they could fall down at any time.

However, they never fell down, but their eyes were extremely bright. They looked at the tears shed in excitement at the two little dragons flying back and forth between the beams.

They are no one else, they are the three old priests of the Dragon Sacrifice, and the Taishan Beidou of the entire Dragon Clan.

Fang Tianzheng, Lan He, and Bian Wushuang.

"Youchi, you can't make a mistake, it's definitely Youchi."

The short-sized Fang Tianzheng was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Lao Fang, we can see what you are excited about."

Lan He's beard was the longest among the three. He was obviously very excited, but he wanted to calm down: "Old Bian, what are you looking at?"

Bian Wushuang's eyes were not on Hong Youchi, and most of the time his eyes were stopped on Xiaoqing.

"Old Bian, are you dazzled?" Lan He said: "That little dragon is just an ordinary dragon in the dragon clan."

"wrong."

Bian Wushuang said: "That little dragon is definitely not simple. Look carefully. Its tentacles are looking at its tail."

Listening to Bian Wushuang's words, the two of them looked at Xiaoqing carefully again, but this time their eyes looked back and forth.

When they saw Xiaoqing, they knew that Xiaoqing would definitely not be an ordinary dragon, because the ordinary dragon species, the Youchi, would never be easily approached.

However, at this time, the two little dragons almost got together.

"Woo roar--------"

With a light roar, the sound was not uploaded from the beam of the room, but from the mouth of the old priest Bian Wushuang. There were many dragon-talking people in the Dragon Sacrifice, and the three ancestors were the ancestors of the dragon-talking people.

Hearing the whistle, several elders in the hall couldn't help but look happy. Especially Situ Yuan, who brought Xiaoqing and Hong Youchi back, Tuo Wuliang and the other three.

The dragon clan, the dragon words spoken from the three ancestors were already a long time ago.

Roar!

Hearing the old man's voice, the two little guys flew downstream around the beam.

Bian Wushuang danced with his hands, and the whistle was sometimes loud and sometimes sharp. Youchi was confused and seemed to know nothing, but Xiaoqing shook her head and tail, sometimes her face showed anger, and sometimes her eyes were shining.

Fang Tianzheng and Lanhe watched the man and the dragon communicated with each other, their faces became more and more joyful, and finally they burst into laughter.

"It's the choice of God, you can't make a mistake. It's definitely the choice of God we lost." Bian Wushuang laughed.

"God's Choice."

Fang Tianzheng and Lan He also laughed loudly, their expressions were excited, and wrinkles on their faces also bloomed.

"God's choice?"

The hall seemed to be infected, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but look surprised and excited. They looked at Xiaoqing with a pious look, some even applauded their hands, and some even had tears in their eyes.

"God's Choice."

Fang Tianzheng stood up excitedly and said, "God's will, all this is God's will. The fortune of the dragon clan will change from this, and the immortal mirror can finally be opened."

The Immortal Mirror is the treasure of the Dragon Clan. It can predict the future and select immortal seedlings for the Dragon Clan. With the choice of heaven, you may successfully ascend under the guidance of the Immortal Mirror.

Becoming an immortal is not only the dream of human practitioners, but also the practitioners of the Dragon Clan do not want to be immortal. With Xiaoqing, they seem to see hope.

Since tens of thousands of years ago, the Dragon Clan's Heavenly Selection Lineage, the Immortal Mirror has never been opened. The Dragon Clan seems to have lost its eyes and become confused about the path of immortality.

Sima Aotian, the only immortal who became an immortal tens of thousands of years ago, was later proved that he was not an open and upright gentleman as he appeared. The Dragon Clan devoted all his strength to help him ascend to the tripod to the immortal path, but later he got nothing.

For these years, the dragon clan has been in a vacuum period, and there is no hope of becoming an immortal, and everyone can only wait to turn into a piece of loess.

"Haha---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

In the hall, everyone was excited, and some even bowed to Xiaoqing.

"Let's go, everyone goes out."

Bian Wushuang stood up and said, "No one is allowed to disturb the two little guys without our orders." As he said that, he got up first and walked out of the hall.

"right."

Fang Tianzheng and Lanhe also stood up and waved their hands to signal everyone to go out.

The Dragon Sacrifice Hall instantly added hundreds of dragon masters, and even genius doctors and priests came to prepare food specifically for Xiaoqing.

From now on, the news that the dragon clan had recovered Tianxuan quickly spread among the dragon clan. Fang Tianzheng and Lanhe decided to try to open the Immortal Mirror in three days.

Everyone on Longji Island had a happy face, as if they were happy and excited as the New Year. The defense on the entire island rose to an unprecedented level.

Xiaoqing and Youchi in the hall looked puzzled when they saw everyone leaving like flowing water.

Roar!

Youbi's body went to Xiaoqing and roared, as if he was asking for something.

Xiaoqing's eyes were blank, and she shook her little head as if she was saying, I don't know either.

It really doesn't know what secrets are hidden in him and what is going to happen. All this is destined, and it has been destined from the moment he was born.

Woo woo!

After a while of doubt, the little guys had no worries. After a while, they became active again. They flew in the hall and fought and didn't even rush to leave, leaving Su Xiaoqi and his group out of their minds.

If Su Xiaoqi saw this situation, he would definitely curse, he would really forget his mother after marrying his wife. Well, he should have married his wife and forgot his brother.

Just when the Dragon Sacrifice Island was completely blocked, Tu Kuohai, the head of the Tu family, rushed over from the Tu family with a heavy face.

Tu Wanren took the four elders of the Tu family to the Crystal Palace, but he was the only one who escaped. The other four died without a burial place, which shocked the Tu family. They wanted to report the news to the elders of Long Ji immediately.
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