He Wuhen was a little confused, and the phantom of the white dragon looking blankly was completely confused.

He found it inexplicable.

The White Dragon Phantom was still in a calm mood just now, why did he get angry in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that it touched some taboos and brought back some memories that made it angry?

Also, the human race has committed heinous crimes, so what is going on?

He Wuhen's brows frowned, stared at the white dragon's phantom with a cold expression, and said solemnly: "Senior, I wonder what sin my human race has committed, which makes you so angry?"

"Does your seal here by the gods have anything to do with the human race?"

The white dragon phantom was still trembling all over, with a thick cold light flashing in his eyes, and he stared at He Wuhen with murderous aura.

"Bastard! Your human race is the culprit! If it weren't for you, how could the strong men of all races in the world be so miserable?!"

Bai Long's scolding immediately made He Wuhen smile.

He was no longer as respectful and serious as before. He wrapped his arms around his chest, stared at Bailong with a sneer on his face, and said in a playful tone: "Your hat is too big, right? Why did my human race provoke you? He became the culprit? He also made all the strong men of all races in the world miserable?"

"Haha, have you, the old dragon, been sealed here for too long, and you are confused? Apart from cursing, how can you have a little bit of a strong demeanor?"

The phantom of the white dragon was damaged by He Wuhen, and he became even more furious and furious. His whole body was flashing with blazing white light, emitting an extremely terrifying murderous aura.

"You...you are such a bastard, I've tear you up!"

In desperation, it wanted to break free from the thunder, and he wanted to swoop down and kill He Wuhen.

However, the thunder and lightning on the top of the cave burst out with an unparalleled power, and the lightning flashed "crackling".

The hundreds of thunder chains that locked the White Dragon also exploded with "cracking" power, causing the phantom of the White Dragon to tremble, making a miserable and powerless wailing sound.

After about two minutes, the dazzling and crazy thunderous lightning calmed down.

The white dragon phantom also stopped struggling and trembling, and became quiet again.

He Wuhen looked carefully and found that the white dragon phantom was knocked out, and his aura became extremely weak and restrained, as if there were or not.

"Uh..." He couldn't help but touch his nose and murmured with a little concern: "This old dragon was so exciting that I was very excited. After going crazy, he was beaten up by the God Seal. Could it be that he was killed like this?"

"If it was just bombarded to death, who would I ask for to find out the situation?"

Fortunately, three days later, the White Dragon Phantom woke up and his eyes opened.

However, He Wuhen talked to it again and asked for anything, but it remained silent and had no reaction.

He Wuhen thought Lao Long was angry or deliberately ignored him, so he deliberately said something to stimulate it.

As a result, the phantom of the white dragon was still in a state of silence, as if it had no mind or thinking.

"It's over. This old dragon will not be fooled by the thunder, but will it become mentally retarded?"

He Wuhen could only wait patiently and say a few words every once in a while to stimulate the shadow of the White Dragon.

Unfortunately, half a year has passed, and the phantom of the white dragon still has no reaction and does not make any sound.

He Wuhen could only wait for it to speak, while carefully observing the thunder seal in the cave, thinking about how to break the seal and leave the cave.

Although he knew that the thunder seal that covered the entire border mountain was set up by the gods himself, it would never be possible to crack it with his strength.

Even powerful people like Bailong Phantom have been suppressed here for tens of millions of years and cannot escape. He, a weak man of the God-level level, has no hope of getting out of trouble.

He understands all these principles, but he can't sit still and wait for death. He accepts his fate and waits for death in the cave, right?

Anyway, he was bored in the cave, so he tried to break the Thunder Seal, and maybe he could find one in ten thousand chances to get out of trouble?

The year passed quickly, and He Wuhen explored the entire cave several times, but found nothing.

Two years have passed, and he has carefully studied every inch of the cave, but has not found any loopholes or cracks.

During this period, he also tried to use divine arts and divine power to crack the Thunder Seal.

As a result, his magical skills and divine power were swallowed up by the Thunder Seal. The Thunder Seal also released dozens of thunder, which made him bleed his head and his eyes burst into blood.

In the third year... He Wuhen temporarily gave up breaking the seal and honestly used his skills to heal his wounds.

In this way, year after year passed.

By the ninth year, He Wuhen had tried tens of thousands of times, but failed tens of thousands of times, and was covered in bruises.

His mood also fell to the bottom and gradually became a little desperate.

After tens of thousands of attempts, he tried all kinds of means and methods. In the end, it turned out that he was trapped in this cave and could never escape.

He simply stopped struggling and resisting, and sat in disheartened manner on the millstone with energy to heal his wounds, waiting for the white dragon phantom to wake up.

One day in the 18th year, He Wuhen was sitting on the big rock of the millstone and closed his eyes to rest.

Suddenly, the low voice of the white dragon phantom sounded deep in his mind again.

"Has the weather changed?"

When he heard this sound, He Wuhen woke up suddenly, with joy in his eyes, and his eyes were full of burning eyes toward the top of his head.

Sure enough, the phantom of the white dragon began to move, and its movements swayed slightly, as if resisting the sealing power of the thunder chain.

A faint silver light lit up in its huge longan eyes.

He Wuhen shouted quickly: "Old Bailong, are you awake? Just wake up and make a sound. I have been mute for eighteen years!"

Eighteen years of suffering and the current situation that he could not escape from being sealed made him feel irritable and a little desperate.

So his mentality was a bit indulgent and unruly, and he had no respect for the attitude of the White Dragon Phantom.

Anyway, everyone is trapped here, no one can get out, no one can do anything to each other, so who is still afraid of whom?

The phantom of the white dragon was silent for a while, and the silver light in his eyes gradually became brighter, and then he started to speak.

It stared at He Wuhen with a burning gaze, and shouted in a majestic and sharp tone: "Who are you? Why did you appear here?"

"I have been sealed for millions of years. No creatures have appeared in this cave. How did you come in?"

"Uh..." He Wuhen was speechless and asked speechlessly: "Hey, Old Bailong, don't you remember me?"

"Old White Dragon?" The phantom of the white dragon murmured to himself, with a confused expression, "Did you mean me? Have you ever had this name?"

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He Wuhen was completely speechless.

He could tell that since the old Bailong was beaten by the sky thunder eighteen years ago, he had been stunned and had no memory.

"Damn, how can I communicate with it if this happens? How do I ask it?"

He Wuhen was depressed for a long time and stopped talking.

Until half an hour later, the White Dragon Phantom could not help but shouted majestic: "Boy, what race are you? Why have you never seen someone like you?"

"I... go to your uncle!" He Wuhen was angry and cursed in anger: "You old dragon's skin is itchy... Forget it, you are all left with remnants of souls, and you have no flesh or skin."

He frowned, and suddenly a light of inspiration flashed in his mind, and an idea came into his mind.

"The state of this old white dragon is like memory sealing, or intermittent forgetfulness. Otherwise, I will stimulate it, and maybe it will restore its memory."

After making up his mind, he smiled and said to the phantom of the White Dragon: "Old Bailong, I am a human race, you remember it."

"Also, last time you chatted with me, the human race was the culprit who was sealed by the gods, and it also caused the strong men of all races in the world to be terrible. You also said that the human race committed heinous sins, what's going on?"

"Human...human race?" The phantom of the white dragon finally responded, and the light in his eyes became brighter.

After a moment, its body shook, its mental state became very high-pitched and excited, and then cursed angrily: "Yes! It's you! I remember you as a bastard!"

"After more than ten years ago, you deliberately stimulated me, causing me to be bombarded by thunder, and almost even my residual soul was scattered. You bastard, I want to kill you!"

When he saw the phantom of the white dragon, he was excited again and showed his murderous aura. He Wuhen waved his hand and said, "Don't! Don't be excited!"

"It doesn't matter if you are excited. You are mentally retarded by the thunder. You have to wait for you for more than ten years!"

The White Dragon Phantom also understood this and was still scared of the power of the sky thunder.

Therefore, it controls its emotions and slowly calms down, without struggling or resisting any more.

After a while, He Wuhen saw that it was calm and then asked, "Old Bailong, we are both sealed here now, and no one can get out. It can be regarded as sympathy with each other, so there is no need to fight each other."

"It's better to do this. Let's talk openly and communicate with each other, which may be beneficial to each other."

The white dragon phantom was silent and silent. He Wuhen smiled and said, "Since you don't object, I will think you agree."

Bailong still didn't speak, which was a default.

He Wuhen was secretly happy and took the initiative to speak, "Then let me ask you first, what does it mean when you keep saying 'Has the sky changed'? You are not bored to care about the weather, right?"

The phantom of the white dragon was still silent and refused to speak.

He Wuhen waited for a few minutes, but he didn't see it answering, so he said unhappily: "Hey, Lao Bailong, you have no sincerity."

The White Dragon Phantom hesitated for a moment before speaking: "That was the secret code that we did things against the will of heaven back then. I will remember it forever and never forget it until death."

"Take a defiance of the heavens?" He Wuhen raised his eyebrows and smacked his lips, "Is it a rebellion against the gods?"

"No, we are not going to resist the gods."

The white dragon phantom shook his head gently, and said in a heavy tone but powerful voice: "We just want to break through the obstacles, enter the Eternal Divine Realm, and be the free gods in the nine heavens."
Chapter completed!