The ancestor of the dragon clan, the ancestral Dragon

There were already two fragments of the prison-suppressing stele. They were shining with boundless light and suppressing power. They kept pressing down on the blood sea.

In the blood sea, the giant face kept changing. It turned into the faces of all kinds of living beings. At the same time, they kept roaring, as if they were very unwilling.

Roar!

The true dragon formed by the drop of blood roared and seemed to be suppressing the third bloodline together with the prison suppressing stele bloodline.

Gradually, the waves of blood in the third bloodline became smaller and the killing intent faded. Finally, it turned back into the form of a drop of blood and hid in Lu Ming's spine.

Following that, the prison-suppressing stele bloodline's glow disappeared and it flew into Lu Ming's spine and disappeared.

At this moment, Lu Ming's body stopped trembling. The blood Qi in his body had disappeared.

Roar!