The giant dragon soars above the sky, but under the majestic and majestic posture, it hides a broken heart.

The Dragon God wanted to cry. He felt that he had no chance to turn over in his life.

Sitting on the back of the Dragon God, everyone was relieved. Anyway, they didn't need to move their own legs. They could do anything.

The long road, Shen Yanxiao looked at the sky city scenery, the heart quite sigh.

After several days of flying, all of them realized that what Hugh said was right at all. The city of the sky is much bigger than what they saw. After several days of flying, they haven't reached half of the distance yet.

The city of sky, a castle in the air that has never been enjoyed by people other than the protoss, has shown its scenery to the guests who come from afar one by one. Thousands of years of loneliness has finally ushered in a trace of vitality. Those swaying flowers seem to welcome these guests.

Ten days later, when they finally arrived at the last temple, their dragon gods jumped up and down on their backs and looked up at the destination of their trip, filled with emotion.

The Dragon God is almost paralyzed. After he becomes a human, he can't breathe. It's not that he's not strong enough, but because he hasn't had a rest for a minute during the time of his journey. He can fly at full speed day and night. Such a high-intensity flight can't be completed by any other dragon nationality.

"Go." Xiu took Shen Yanxiao's hand and went to the last temple.

The closed golden gate, like sensing the arrival of the guests, opens slowly. The squeaky voice is the first voice Shen Yanxiao heard from the city of the sky.

When the gate opened, the white hall appeared in everyone's sight. Twelve huge white stone pillars supported the whole palace. At the top of the palace, the sunlight came in through the glass on the top of the hall and sprinkled on the empty throne.

Above the throne, a golden scepter is quietly suspended in the middle of the sky, and the golden light is enveloped around the scepter, just like a small sun.

In the sun, the scepter is particularly dazzling.

"It is the artifact of the Lord, the scepter of the gods." Repair the opening slowly.

"Every superior God has his own artifact, my Asura sword, the light scepter of the light God, and the Dragon gun of the Dragon God The scepter of the gods is the artifact of the LORD God. Although the LORD God disappeared, he left the scepter of the gods in the last temple. This temple also relies on this scepter to maintain its original appearance. "

Xiuna's slightly cold voice fell into the ears of all the people. Everyone who stepped into the main hall walked into the last temple with a devout heart.

In a huge oval pool on the right side of the temple, the milky water in the pool is covered with a white mist. On the left side of the temple, on the golden shelf, opposite the pool, there are golden light balls flashing. They float up and down gently, as if sensing the coming of the repairmen, they are no longer static.

"Yushenchi is the place where the main God creates the body of the Protoss and repairs the Protoss. On the shelf over there are the prototypes left by the fallen Protoss. They are also the prototypes you will inherit in Qixia." Xiu turned his head and looked at the unreal youths who had been following him all the time. He was the only superior God who had ever done this since ancient times. Even the LORD God had never done this.