The distant ancient times.

The Dragon Court, which dominated the ancient times, is in turmoil. Under the setting sun, the last dynasty is full of smoke. Conquests and killings are filling the world. Bloody catastrophes have swept all living beings. The half-dragon clan is destined to be tied to the Dragon Court because of their appearance and origin.

The building is about to collapse, and the draft for military recruitment continues year after year.

The catastrophe is shrouded involuntarily, and there is no end to the killing. Either you die or I die.

The number of half-dragons has plummeted...

In the last years of the Dragon Court, the ancient Kunlun Temple fell to the flames of war, the dragon tribe retreated, and the half-dragon tribe migrated in a hurry. Many small tribes had no time to keep up in the chaos.

The small world of Shengping in ancient times.

The rainy season is hot and humid, and the continuous rainfall for several months has filled the world with water mist that never disperses, exposing the peaks of the sea of ​​mist like islands.

The beasts roared one after another.

On a cloudy and rainy day, fog undulated above the forest sea. Suddenly, turbulent air currents rolled up water vapor.

The giant beast with a wingspan of more than ten feet glides using lift...

The long jaws covered with densely packed fangs show the ferocity of carnivores, and the forelimbs have evolved wing membranes, which are large and colorful.

The thick claws on the hind limbs are good at hunting, and the long tail is used to maintain balance in flight. It is an ancient species mixed with weak dragon blood. It flaps its wings in the rain, and the rainwater slides back along the strong, rough and thick skin.

Passing by tall, sparkling black clouds.

Although the speed of flapping the membrane wings is very slow, it can stir up strong winds and provide lift.

Flying over the forest sea to find hunting targets.

Occasionally there are gaps in the vast sea of ​​fog, and green leaves of trees can be seen.

Under the broadleaf trees on the top of a mountain somewhere.

A dozen humans wearing animal skins and holding wooden spears remained silent.

At this time, the human race was still in the tribal period. They lived in thatched huts and caves and hunted for a living. They only spoke simple languages ​​and used wooden spears and bone hammers as their main weapons. They struggled to survive in this crisis-ridden world.

Although primitive, the human race at this time had strong bodies and powerful bodies.

He has weathered wheat-colored skin, strong muscles full of explosive power, wild black hair, resolute cheeks and sharp eyes like a beast.

Of course, there are no useless tattoos on the face for decoration.

The strongest man at the head, wearing some kind of animal bone on his head, raised his hand to signal to the tribesmen behind him to keep quiet.

If you look up, you can clearly see the raindrops falling.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, a huge black shadow silently passed overhead, and the rain even stopped for a moment.

Pterodactyl flew away.

A dozen primitive people breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if you know that such behemoths will not eat you, the oppression brought by the apex predator is unbearable. What if one day the giant beast suddenly wants to taste human flesh, is it possible to use wooden spears to fight against the fangs and claws?

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With the predator gone, the human race then hunts for food.

With a strong body, he is not afraid of rain. He runs quickly through the forest, follows the footsteps and scents, and the leader is always at the forefront.

They quickly surrounded a hammer-headed beast that looked like a rhinoceros with bone armor on its back and bluish skin.

The leader bared his teeth and roared, raising his wooden spear while running forward!

The wild and powerful body exerts its strength in the rain.

Throw the sharpened wooden spear forcefully with the best posture. If you slow down the time, you can see the wooden spear smashing into the raindrops and passing through the rain curtain, and go straight to the weak point on the side of the hammerhead beast's head!

The scene slowed down, and the hammer-headed beast with eyes wide open in anger shook its head, knocking away the primitive man wielding a bone club from the side...

The huge force caused the primitive man to have a painful expression and his body arched backward like a shrimp.

Seizing the opportunity to throw the wooden spear, it slowly approached the neck. The tip of the spear was slightly blunted and then penetrated the soft flesh of the neck, piercing deeply into the hammer-headed beast's vitals!

The scenes seem to be frozen.

Blood splatter.

The hammer-headed beast raised its forelimbs and screamed strangely.

More wooden spears took the opportunity to be driven into its abdomen.

Wild humans roared in the rain, the leader rushed forward, and stepped on dead leaves in slow motion to bring down the rain.

The rough hands hold the rough wooden spear tightly, and the legs and waist exert strength.

He stabbed the spear deeper with force, and warm blood spurted onto his face and chest, and was washed away by the rain.

The hammer-headed beast whined and fell, splashing fishy muddy water.

The joy of successful hunting made these humans happy. They looked at the leader with admiration. The successful hunting gave the tribe food to feed more children. Even if they could not cheer, they could not stop the joy in their hearts. At this moment, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky...

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A dazzling light flashed through the misty sky, and there was a loud rumble!

All the primitive people raised their heads, and their pupils reflected the huge fire that swept across the sky!

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What they didn't know was that it was a large wooden boat with a rough shape.

The shape and decoration have a strong ancient atmosphere. The original and ancient wooden boat is in chaos, with lights flashing and weapons clashing. Half-dragons wearing rough armor with two short horns on their heads are fighting with monsters. The swords are bloody. Both sides of the ship

Figures keep falling!

Without complicated clothing, the armor cannot conceal the muscles of the half-dragon.

His eyes were scarlet and bloody!

After entering the small world of Shengping, the out-of-control giant wooden boat began to fall, tilting and tilting. The residual power pushed the wooden boat across the forest sea, flying straight into the storm filled with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and plunged into the black clouds.

On the sloping deck, a strong half-dragon kicked the demon in the chest!

There was a cracking sound of bones breaking, and the demon's chest collapsed, spitting out blood clots from his internal organs, and fell into the dark deep sea...

The storm easily broke the mast of the canoe and caused the boat to lose control of its flight direction.

After fighting desperately, the monsters attached to the ship were finally killed. The small tribe of half-dragons on the fleeing ship suffered heavy losses. At this time, they could only hold on to the cables or the hull to avoid being swept out by the storm. They lost contact with the tribe and were panicked and at a loss.

The power runes flickered a few times and lost their luster.

The big ship in the storm crashed into the violent waves, and there were dangers under the waves...

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In front of the Shimen World Passage.

Bai Yujun looked at the three half-dragon women who had degenerated and grown webbed in silence. As a dragon, he felt guilty. The vassal race that relied on the dragons in the past finally ended up like this. From a high civilization to a beast-like savage, he really answered that sentence.

There are no eggs left under the overturned nest.

Long Zhao tried to communicate with three of his kind, using several ancient languages, but finally shook his head helplessly.

"It has been so long that their heritage has forgotten the language that is useless for survival."

"Do you have any spells that can activate inherited memories?"

Bai Yujun always felt that he should make some amends.

Hearing this, Long Zhao shook his head.

"I have never heard of this kind of secret technique, and my clan has never encountered such a situation, but... I can go back and ask the clan elders, and look through the ancient books, maybe I can find a way."

This is not a solution. Look through old books and ask old people.

Moubai rubbed his eyebrows.

"Take it back first. I'll see if the dragon clan has such a secret technique. At least I can help them get rid of their wild nature."

With a wave of his hand, Long Zhao and the three half-dragons were sent directly back to the world of the small broken ball.

Looking at the busy and crowded Shimen, I thought seriously.

The discovery of a small tribe of straggler half-dragons in the small world of Shengping illustrates one thing. When the last Dragon Court finally escaped, it passed through the nearby void, and various forces including the demons followed and chased them. If...

Long Naoren has a guess.
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