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Latest website: In the bronze space, Wu Hao and Yuan Qingqing stood in place, staring at the leading Panlong, like two thousand-year-old stone sculptures.

After reaching Foundation Establishment, they didn't feel this trembling for a long time. However, in front of this dragon, they once again felt the coercion like ants.

The moment he saw this dragon, it was as if an instinct engraved in his bones and blood had been aroused, making his knees weak unconsciously. If they hadn't been lying on the ground at the beginning, they might have already knelt down by this time.

But even so, their awakening clearly attracted the dragon's attention. The longan with the size of a millstone turned slowly, as if looking at the ants on the side of the road, and glanced at them lightly.

The moment they met the dragon's eyes, they felt a vast sea-like pressure rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness, just this one glance seemed to smash their souls into pieces.

This is not only a crushing gap in strength, but what is even more frightening is the inherent imperial prestige.

Under this power, not only the body was oppressed and unable to move, even the consciousness seemed unable to function. Even the once demon king Anyu seemed to be just an inconspicuous thin scale in front of him.

Because he is the real emperor, the real leader of a hundred scales, the ancestor dragon who should only exist in legends!

Even if they don't know the identity of the dragon, Wu and Yuan are like clay sculptures at this time. I don't know how long it took before they woke up amidst a stern sound like a bell.

"A mere foundation builder dares to steal the Penglai elixir?"

Zulong didn't open his mouth, but it seemed that there was a voice directly from the sea of ​​consciousness, which made his brain ache.

Elixir? What fairy medicine?

They stared at the huge golden dragon shadow and opened their mouths to ask, but under that kind of oppression, it was difficult for them to even utter a word.

Even if they could speak, they would not have the courage to ask questions in front of this kind of existence.

It's like a grassroots audience with the emperor, and they are only allowed to answer, how dare they question it?

"I have been guarding China for thousands of years here, and now someone dares to touch this foundation. This kind of crime has harmed the whole China, and it is not enough to atone for it."

Zulong's voice continued. He did not look them in the face when he spoke,

Probably the two pawns in front of him were not enough to catch His eyes.

"If I were in full bloom, I would surely blow you up to ashes and tell the world. But right now, I will give you a big amnesty and let you serve as an introduction to refining the elixir."

Refining the elixir?

He remembered Jiang Ling's analysis just now: this refining cauldron is the eye of the formation, its function is to absorb the soul and energy from outside, and refine it into a special kind of elixir, and the formation surrounding Ancheng outside is for Prepare for this.

Furthermore, according to what the dragon said, "When I am in full bloom", it means that it is not in full bloom now, otherwise, with its might, it shouldn't be imprisoned in this space of bronze tripod.

Could it be that the elixir refined by this cauldron was prepared for him?

Under tension, Wu Hao only felt his brain buzzing like a beep, and all kinds of clues were in a mess.

But he forced himself to wake up. At this time, he had to think clearly about the current situation.

According to what Zulong said, he has guarded China for thousands of years... Without this elixir, it would be a disaster for China... What is the connection between the two...

Although he didn't see the letter, he also learned the legend about Qin Shihuang asking for the elixir of life in high school. Could this fairy medicine be the legendary life-sustaining medicine?

What does the continuation of Zulong's life have to do with guarding Huaxia...

Before he could think of anything, he heard Zulong open his mouth and chant, the sound spread like wind throughout the entire space inside the cauldron, and the indescribable dragon's power even came out through the cauldron, spreading throughout the entire mausoleum.

At this time, on the ground, all the archaeologists around the Mausoleum of the First Emperor suddenly stood up, showing their nervousness.

"An abnormal spiritual power response was detected!" A member of the anomalous bureau shouted, "This fluctuation...is a demon elephant!"

Following his words, the surrounding protection personnel gathered around them, picked up a large shovel and various tools, and dug hurriedly in the area where the reaction occurred. After digging a few meters, they saw a palm-sized gray mud figure wriggling on the shovel—isn’t it right? Is it the ghost elephant they are used to, born from the dead breath of the mausoleum?

"According to the instrument, there were a lot of spiritual reactions in the vicinity just now. The intensity was not great, but there were quite a few. There should be more than a dozen." The person in charge of the instrument said.

"It's basically confirmed that the source of the elves in the city was in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor a while ago. It is true that only this amount of dead energy can breed such a number of little monsters."

Another person thought about it: "But... why did this tomb monster who was supposed to live in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor suddenly run into the city?"

A group of people became pensive because of his words. After a while, a dark-faced man suddenly spoke.

"Although it's a bit outrageous...but this suddenly reminds me of the mountains in my hometown."

The man said: "Have you ever gone into the mountains to fight wild animals? Sometimes, when the tigers and leopards in the mountains howled, the small animals around heard it and ran out in fright! The old man in the family told me before, Once you see small things running out in groups, don’t think about it, just follow them—because at this time, most of them heard the cries of wolves, tigers and leopards, and they were in a hurry to run for their lives.”

A group of people were stunned by these words, and after a while, they realized his analogy: "You mean, these ghost elephants are also frightened and headed into the city because they sensed something stronger than them. run?"

"This situation is so evil, I dare not say it." The man shook his head, but turned his head to look at the mausoleum behind and said, "But if this is the case, there is something calling in this tomb..."

 …

At the same moment, in the bronze space.

As if some kind of flame was lit up in an instant, Wu Hao's heart trembled, and a thread seemed to flash in his chaotic mind, connecting all the fragments together.

The Zulong is not at its full glory, and it is forced to stay here to guard. No matter how tyrannical it exists, it will inevitably lose its vitality after a thousand years.

And the people who let him guard here obviously thought of this long ago, and prepared the means of life extension for him early on-this is the "immortal medicine" refined by human souls.

If he had seen the letter just now, he would have a deeper understanding: Zulong was captured by Shihuang long ago, and his body and soul were separated to make the Great Wall. After leaving the first emperor, his body has no spiritual power supply, and if he wants to continue to play a guarding role, he can only rely on external forces to continue his life.

However, there will always be a day when the fairy medicine will be used up, so guarding must not be slack. For this reason, the first emperor still left behind - that is, the large formation surrounding Ancheng.

Once the reserved elixir is exhausted, the external formation will start to operate, gathering the soul and heart power of the outside world to continuously supply the needs of the ancestor dragon.

He has always only had Huaxia in his heart. In order to achieve the ultimate goal, he doesn't mind sacrificing the lives of half of the city's people.

——It’s just that this process shouldn’t have happened so early, but the arrival of Su Yuzhu and his party changed everything a dozen days ago.

Is it because of insufficient information? Jiang Ling’s inference just now is still a little wrong: the process of collecting souls and spirits and refining elixir was indeed started by Su Yuzhu and others, but it was not because of the cauldron, but because of ...they stole "stuff" that belonged here.

Although they don't know the specific process, and they don't know what means they used to break ground from under the eyes of Zulong. But according to the time point, it should be this group of people who stole the "immortal medicine" placed in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, which caused Zulong to wake up from his deep sleep and activate the backup means in advance.

The ancestor dragon woke up, the emperor groaned, and all the monsters fled.

Then, it was everything that happened in Ancheng before.

 …

In fact, Wu Hao couldn't completely straighten out such complicated details. But there was one thing he still wanted to understand.

The soul devouring array waiting to be activated outside is prepared for Zulong, and the souls of outsiders are all prepared for him.

If Han Jiangchen or Su Yuzhu were here, they would have sensed the rich soul energy in this bronze space—this is the material collected from the outside world, and it is the prelude to the performance. Soon, the main action will begin.

But now, he and Yuan Qingqing have fallen under this Zulong's nose! And it seems to be regarded as the culprit!

It is impossible to argue, given the current strength gap between the two sides, let alone redressing grievances, Zulong probably won't even give them a chance to speak.

And even if it was given, so what? This dynasty once offered sacrifices to monks from all over the country to fight against the catastrophe, and now it is not stingy to drain another group of people, and of course they are also within the scope of this "group of people", regardless of whether they are innocent or not, they will die. It's a matter of time.

They came here saying they wanted to destroy the formation, but in the end, they lost themselves.

Not only him and Yuan Qingqing, Jiang Ling, Han Jiangchen, Xie Tianyang, and half of the people in Ancheng City, all had to die.

Originally, their greatest confidence was that they had the support of the school behind them, and no matter where they went, the school would support them, but this time even the means of asking for help could no longer be used.

At this time, he suddenly missed Xiao Youyu a little - if he was here, he would surely be able to come up with some strange tricks to break the situation at this time, right?

...doesn't seem to work either. If that person really followed this time, he would have been abolished as early as when all the bans were made just now.

Moreover, the strength gap between them and the ancestor dragon in front of them is really too big, so big that it is completely impossible to make up for it by tricks.

How to do? In the end how to do?

Sitting there, Wu Hao felt dizzy for a moment, but the more he thought about it, the deeper his despair became.

If it was said that when he entered the blessed land of Taotie's tomb before, he still felt a kind of unwillingness to lack strength; now, in front of Zulong, all he can feel is the deepest powerlessness.

Whatever they say or do is not worth mentioning before this existence. What you do, you can't even get into the eyes of the other party.

Now if they want to survive, the only way is to come up with a substitute for the fairy medicine—but where can they find a substitute?

Just when he was thinking about it, Yuan Qingqing suddenly moved his lips and spit out a word.

"Wait…"

She murmured, as if trying to say something. But under that coercion, it was difficult to say a complete sentence.

Zulong also didn't care about her words, he didn't even seem to be bothered to look this way, the dragon's mouth was still wide open, and continued to show its power.

In the midst of such power, Yuan Qingqing breathed out all his strength, mobilized his whole body's spiritual power, and then fought hard, unexpectedly resisting Zulong's pressure forcefully!

This is the oppression of the millennium emperor, and she actually wants to resist?

Even Wu Hao next to him couldn't help but change his eyes, and opened his mouth to ask, but couldn't make a sound.

She struggled quite hard, probably with the force of breastfeeding, and there were bloodshots from her mouth and nose.

But after that, she took a few deep breaths, looked up at the ancestral dragon on the top, and spoke intermittently.

"Wait..." She gasped for breath, "I...can...give you...the immortal medicine..."

It was as if the flow of air had stopped for a moment. When she said this, the air pressure in the entire space seemed to drop instantly.

Just because the leader Zulong listened, he lowered his giant eyes, and his eyes fell on her.

Since they came in, this was the first time Zulong looked at them. To be precise, he looked at Yuan Qingqing squarely.

"Immortal medicine?" The pair of longan eyes still showed no emotion, "A mere foundation builder, will he know how to refine the immortal medicine?"

When it said these words, Yuan Qingqing only felt the pressure around her body drop suddenly, it seemed that Zu Long deliberately withdrew her power and gave her a chance to speak.

She secretly took a few deep breaths, not only to adjust her breath, but also to calm her violent heartbeat.

She is not stupid, after the conversation just now, she also wants to understand the current situation.

Now, the lives of the five people on their own side, as well as the people from Ancheng outside, are in a situation where their lives are hanging by a thread. If you want to save them, you have to come up with a substitute for the fairy medicine - if anyone can do this, it is only her.

She wasn't sure what the "immortality" elixir was.

But now, she still has a pill in her hand that might be able to replace it——the pill that "returns the dead" that Hua Nian'an gave her.

Although that side is costly and may not be useful, and she only knows the method and has not really tried it, but this is the only possibility to break the situation right now.

"Yes, I know." Yuan Qingqing stared at Zulong above and said, "Besides, I can refine it for you right now."

Wu Hao who was listening was startled by her words. Even if she was facing a desperate situation and had to rely on tricks to break through, Yuan Qingqing didn't seem like the kind of person who could make up lies—could it be that she really knew some elixir recipes? Since when is this stuff taught in school?

But even if there is a elixir formula, the only materials that can be used here are bronze and mercury. What would she use to refine it?

For some reason, Wu Hao suddenly felt his heart tremble.

Although there was no evidence, he sensed that something ominous was about to happen.

He tried his best to look up at the Zulong above: After hearing this, there seemed to be a slight strangeness flashing in the eyes of the pair of dragons, but it was only a flash.

"As soon as you build the foundation, you want to refine the immortal medicine?" Zulong's voice was low, "What kind of substrate do you want?"

"I don't need anything, I don't need any additional materials." Yuan Qingqing shook her head, "The medicine of this fairy medicine only needs human essence and blood."

She bit her lip when she said this, and then mustered up the courage, and suddenly raised her face.

"I'll...do it with my own blood."