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Chapter 638 The truth of the year

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Long Zhentian looked at the old man with cold eyes, his expression full of contempt, as if he was looking at a clown, and he did not believe the words of the old man with white beard.

"Good nephew, you have to believe me. Don't forget that my father and I are brothers who have become swearing." The old man with a white beard said with a smile, as if he didn't see the chill in Long Zhentian's eyes.

"What a sworn brother. In your eyes, the sworn brother is used to betray him. My father used you as a sincere brother back then. He not only taught you the supreme secret method, but also used the true blood of the dragon in the clan to help you baptize your body, but what did you do?" Long Zhentian said with blood red eyes, and an invisible hatred emerged in his eyes, staring straight at the white-bearded old man.

"Although I wanted to save your father back then, I was helpless. When I arrived, your father would be in danger." The old man with white beard also said with a guilty look on his face, almost burst into tears in his eyes.

"Pretty little, I was deceived by you back then. You developed human weapons and cleared all obstacles for you. As a result, in order to silence and even for Gao's evil power, you would drive me away and force us to a dead end." Long Zhentian's tone was full of murderous intent.

When the old man with white beard saw Long Zhentian's expression, he finally put away his hypocritical smile and said with a cold face: "Hahaha, since you know everything, I will no longer hide it. Back then, I secretly controlled the council of the Dragon Clan and ordered you to be killed without any hesitation, in order to kill you. After all, you know too many secrets. Letting you live is the greatest threat to me, and your talent is also extremely strong. Sooner or later, I will get rid of my control. So I can only take action first, and seizing the power of evil demons is one of my goals, because the terror of the power of evil demons is enough to completely rise up and become an existence on par with the dragon. It's a pity that you let you escape, and in the end my plan can only be a stillbirth."

"You caused my father's death back then, otherwise my father would never have died." Long Zhentian asked angrily.

"Yes, my father's death was indeed planned by me, because your father is too strong. As long as your father does not die for a day, I will not be able to sit steadily as the leader of the Dragon Clan. Although your father did not have the intention to be the leader at that time, the immortal guys in the Dragon City were all determined to push your father to the position of the leader, so I had to do it first." The white-bearded old man said seriously. At this moment, there was no regret in his eyes, but instead he was full of pride, as if he was showing off everything he did.

"You know that my father doesn't want to fight with you. He deviated from his family for you and left the ancestral land of the Dragon clan, but you designed to kill him for the position of patriarch. Your heart is really poisonous." Long Zhentian said viciously.

"I can't blame me. If you blame me, you can only blame your father for being too naive. I was just trying to get the supreme secret technique in his hands. Who made him so naive to treat me as a brother? If he stayed in the ancestral land honestly, maybe all this would not be born at all, but he wanted to follow me to Longcheng. All this was his own fault, and I couldn't blame me at all." The white-bearded old man said coldly, his tone was full of disdain, as if he was talking about a skinny dog ​​that could not be driven away, his eyes were full of disgust.

"Ah!" Long Zhentian was completely furious at this moment. Although he investigated everything about that year, he only got a vague approximation, so he came here to confront the old man with the white beard. But he didn't expect that what happened back then would be like this. At this moment, his heart seemed to be torn apart.

"Since you know everything, you don't have to live anymore. This secret must not be revealed." The white-bearded old man said coldly. At this moment, his body suddenly had the peak strength of the God King and rushed towards Long Zhentian.

Just as the white-bearded old man's palm was about to fall on Long Zhentian's head, Bingyun suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and a long sword that dissipated the cold directly slashed towards the white-bearded old man's chest.

The old man with white beard was not in a panic, but just sneered faintly and directly slapped his palm at Bingyun.

Bingyun thought that the old man with white beard would retract the attack and defend, so she had no defense preparation at all. However, the old man with white beard was not prepared to defend at all, but turned the attack towards her, which made her feel unprepared and was directly repelled for dozens of meters. The blood in her body began to roll violently.

"You have just entered the realm of the God King. You dare to show off in front of me. You are really seeking death." The old man with white beard said disdainfully, but he almost used all his strength to attack just now, but Bingyun did not seem to have severely damaged, which made him even more cautious.

Long Zhentian slowly looked at the old man with a claw in his right hand, and an invisible palm suddenly formed around the old man with a white beard, as if he wanted to grab the old man with a white beard in his hand.

The old man with white beard became even more serious, because he felt a vague sense of a crisis, and this feeling was still rising, as if he was about to suffocate him, but he was not in the mood to think about the source of the crisis, because Long Zhentian's transformed palm was about to hold him, so he immediately burst out with a powerful aura and escaped from the palm that almost held him.

"Is this the secret method you tricked from my father?" Long Zhentian looked at the white-bearded old man shrouded in his body, and the solemn aura in his expression became even stronger.

"I'll let you see the horror of this secret technique today, the Ten Thousand Dragon Heart Art!" The old man with white beard shouted coldly, and suddenly, thousands of dragon souls appeared in the world, constantly hovering around the old man with white beard. Then these dragon souls actually merged with the old man with white beard, turning into pieces of scales and embedded in the old man with white beard, making the old man with white beard even more terrifying. In an instant, it broke through the bottleneck of the realm of the God King...

"The secret method of the Wanlong Heart Art, the ten thousand dragon soul armor." Long Zhentian said word by word. He knew the most about this set of mental methods, because his father became a genius of a generation by relying on the Wanlong Heart Art. Unfortunately, he did not fully understand the secret method until his death, which became a regret for his life.
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