Chapter 595: From the beginning of the real dragon to the end of the human race!

The supreme preaching is so rare. If you insist on one more breath, you may get a higher level of insight.
Fourteen people came into this palace. Only eleven people were qualified to listen to the three changes of Dao Yin, nine people who changed five times, and only seven people after eight changes.
After the tenth change, only six people were still sitting on the white jade futon.
Four of these six people have the aptitude for evildoers, and the remaining two, even if they are not evildoers, have surpassed ordinary heavenly arrogance, and they are all beings who have walked out of the road to transcendence.
If they were born in ancient times, even in the tragic age of ten thousand races, they would definitely be the top handful of creatures!
"The palace lord of the True Dragon Academy is indeed powerful. Although he is a pure-blooded dragon, he has a thorough understanding of the bloodline magic of other races, and vividly explained the characteristics of the gods of each race in the language of each ethnic group. Hidden private."
He was silent and sighed. From the characters of the True Dragon tribe to the characters of the Xuanwu tribe, from the characters of the Golden Winged Dapeng tribe to the characters of the Sirius tribe, even his head was a little swollen and it was difficult to understand all of it. A comb and comprehend.
"This palace lord is not bad. I have already understood the magic arts of the other eight gods and the top 26 races. As long as I get the corresponding true blood, I can cultivate into 36 heavenly palaces!"
The sun child has bright eyes and ambitious. He is confident. When he cultivates the legendary supremacy, he will be able to tear the silence off the throne and regain everything he has lost!
"Is this to evolve the Tao of all races at once? I can't be greedy. The ten gods represent the ten strongest avenues under the ancient heavenly Tao. I only need to evolve these ten divine arts into my own magical powers. Can crush the world and reach the highest peak!"
Watching the evolution of the characters of the ten thousand races, Feng Xingyu has no other aspirations, just want to know where the limit of this true dragon is.
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The Silent Six are all extremely powerful Daoists. Even if they are dazzled by the magical skills of the ten thousand races, they can quickly wake up and find the most suitable Tao from the evolution of the ten thousand races.
Some people want to acquire all the magic arts, some want to practice the supreme arts that only exist in speculation, some want to practice the ten most powerful gods, and some people only focus on one and understand a god...
Now it is impossible to confirm whether their ideas are higher or lower. The greedy people have the disadvantages of the greedy people, the pure people have pure benefits, and the invincible is never Tao, but human!
After the text had evolved thirty times, Lin Wudi woke up from listening and saw that Xiao Yao who was not far away opened his eyes a few breaths later than him, his expression stiffened, his eyes darkened suddenly.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, he was already calm.
After the text had evolved a hundred times, Lian Gongzi opened his eyes, and he glanced at the remaining three people, but it was no surprise.
After all, the blood of the Xuanwu Divine Clan is flowing in his body, and he can hold on to the strength of a hundred different races.
Five hundred times later, Feng Xingyu and Sun Godzi opened their eyes one after another, and there was a murderous flow between the collision of sights. If there were not silence, they were destined to be hostile.
"Eight hundred times, it's almost!" The Sun Godzi estimated the time, and the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't tolerate him not admitting it. Therefore, he felt that silence could withstand the power of 800 races at most.
"I guess it a thousand times!" Feng Xingyu said blankly. Silence can defeat his and Sun Godzi's joint, twice as powerful as them. It is very possible.
"Let me guess, two thousand times!" Lian Gongzi laughed. She had great confidence in the only man who caught her eyes.
"I guess he can comprehend all the divine arts of the ten thousand races and get all the inheritance of this true dragon supreme!" Bai Zhiye said, of course, no one listened to what she said, because everyone knew her relationship with Shen Mo. She blindly trusts silence because of her personal feelings.
A little bit of time passed, and the person sitting on the top of the only white jade futon in the center of the main hall was no different. His body was still tinged with a faint sacred brilliance. That was the protection given to the inheritors by the palace owner of the True Dragon Academy.
Eight hundred evolutions have passed, and there is still no sign of awakening from the silence.
Feng Xingyu guessed a thousand times and it was still not the limit of silence.
Lian Gongzi smiled faintly, she knew that the man she chose was so unique!
"Brother, it looks like the outside of the temple is collapsing?" Chen Liu was surprised when he saw this scene inadvertently.
"He moved the original power of the Supreme Heavenly Palace, and the divine nature left by the Supreme Heaven for thousands of years is gradually dying. Not only the Supreme Heavenly Palace, but the entire Dragonfall Valley will collapse, and there will be no real dragons in this world." Lin Wudi sighed. .
The silence that triggered the collapse of the Supreme Heavenly Palace in advance is not known. The more solemn his look at this time, the more he understands the ancient characters of the Ten Thousand Clan, the more he respects the Palace Master of the True Dragon Academy, and that is truly boundless. Existence, based on the divine art of the true dragon tribe, outlines the entire ancient landscape.
One thousand and five hundred evolutions... One thousand eight hundred evolutions... Two thousand evolutions!
Silence came over!
There was a wind on his body, and the Supreme Heavenly Palace outside the main hall collapsed more and more quickly, but it couldn't affect his listening.
Young Master Lian looked at the figure from behind, his eyes lighted up. He had talked about it 2,000 times at random. He didn't want this man to really do it, and it seemed... not his limit?
Two thousand five hundred times... Three thousand times... Five thousand times...
Time is constantly passing by, and in the end, even Feng Xingyu and Sun Godzi can't estimate the specific number of evolutions, because they have experienced too little to guess the true situation of silence.
All I know is that this guy is much stronger than all of them combined. He has seen a lot of text evolution...
In fact, the ancient ten thousand races are just a vague number. Perhaps there were 10,000 different races in the ancient times, but some races are close relatives, and there is not much difference between the words and the blood magic, so I have seen more than 8,000 words in silence. The evolution is in the end, and the inheritance left by the master of this hall is also in the end!
The last time it evolved was the eighty thousand two hundred and fifty-fourth time, from two beastly characters to one character.
That word is the same as that of the Ten Thousand Races. Silence has never seen it before, but at the first sight of it, Silence knows its name.
That is...people!
The lord of the True Dragon Academy begins with one hundred and eighty thousand characters from the True Dragon tribe, and ends with the only "human" character!
"The ancients were the era of the true dragons, but in this world, the humans controlled the power of the world. The palace lord of the true dragons studies the blood of ten thousand races, and finally chose to end up with the humans. He maintained the human form throughout his life. Did he see something? "
Silent opened his eyes. At this moment, the collapse of the Supreme Heavenly Palace had come to this main hall. Silence only had time to look at the empty throne at the end of the hall, and it was completely gone.