Archdemon

"It's born!"

A midwife's joyful voice came from the delivery room.

As the Shen family's exclusive midwives, they have been serving the Shen family. Now standing outside the door is the eldest master of the Shen family. How can these nurses and midwives not know the importance.

"It's born!" Even Shen Tianyu, who is a saint, was extremely excited. He kept pacing at the door, waiting to see his grandson for the first time.

Not long after, the door of the delivery room opened, and Shen Tianyu rushed in.

The nurse in the room was pushing a small cart with a baby in it.

Shen Tianyu waved his hand, and most of the nurses went out, leaving only a few female guards arranged by the Shen family.

Shen Tianyu walked to the baby's cart and looked into it.

At this sight, even Shen Tianyu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The one inside didn't look like a baby at all, it was simply an alien real dragon, with two pairs of tender dragon horns on his head and red tiny scales all over his body.

On his back was a pair of folded dragon wings, which were still soft and looked wet.

The baby's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Shen Tianyu without fear. Shen Tianyu also saw the spinning runes in his eyes.

"Who are you?" The baby asked in a childish voice.

"I'm your grandpa, my baby!" Shen Tianyu's old face was like a blooming old chrysanthemum.

His heart had already been overturned by thousands of layers of huge waves, a pure-blooded dragon descendant who was born with wisdom and could speak directly.

Shen Tianyu only felt that his heart beat at least twice as fast.

As a Saint, he certainly knew what this situation of his grandson meant.

A pure-blooded dragon descendant with a blood talent comparable to that of a real dragon, my God!

Only a real dragon can have wisdom when it just breaks out of its shell. Shen Tianyu had previously inquired about Huo Ling's eldest son. Although he was stronger than an ordinary baby when he was born, he was also a very strong dragon descendant.

But he was definitely not as powerful as his grandson when he was just born. The reason is self-evident.

Shen Tianyu had a vague guess in his heart. It was probably because when Huo Ling's eldest son was born, Huo Ling's strength was far less than now.

Shen Tianyu stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, pretending to pick up the grandson.

But the dragon grandson didn't give him face at all. His eyes narrowed instantly, his mouth slightly opened, and a ball of fire was already looming inside.

"Son, come here~" Shen Tinghan, who was a little pale on the bed, waved his hand and called softly.

Then the dragon flew up quickly, ignoring Shen Tianyu, and fell directly into Shen Tinghan's arms.

"Mom~"

The death guard outside the door approached the delivery room again. Because of the delivery before, he was a little far away, but now it would not affect it.

After the death guard walked to the door of the delivery room, he first knelt on one knee towards the position of the dragon, and then stood up with a shield to guard.

…

Huo Ling, cruising in the sea of ​​rules, is still immersed in the process of understanding the rules.

His current state is much stronger than before. It has been more than a year since he returned to this spiritual world to analyze the rules.

During this period, he was analyzing the rules except sleeping. He only kept a small part of his potential points, and the rest were burned to analyze the rules.

On his tree of the dead, several branches representing complete rules have grown here.

They swayed slightly on the tree of the dead, and sometimes sprinkled a little bit of starlight, which was the power of the rules they represented.

These starlights fell under the tree and into Huo Ling's meditation space, which enhanced his body and meditation space.

After analyzing and mastering a rule again, Huo Ling was not ready to rest, and was ready to go deeper and analyze the next rule.

But at this time, a childish dragon roar sounded faintly in his heart, which made him happy.

Now he was stronger than before, and he guessed what this meant. It was probably the birth of his second child.

So Huo Ling decided to relax and celebrate the birth of his second son.

His consciousness returned to his body, he opened his eyes and stretched his body gently, his body was full of power.

This power came from the rules, from the rules he mastered. Even if Huo Ling did not extract these rule powers, since he mastered them, some of the rule powers would begin to strengthen his body.

Feeling the huge energy in his body, Huo Ling knew that he could not continue to suppress it.

Since he mastered the last complete ruleAfterwards, a new slowly increasing energy had already made his suppression shaky.

If the complete rules mastered by Huo Ling are compared to rivers, the rule power flowing in Huo Ling's body is the water brought by these rivers.

The legendary natural chasm and bottleneck are the built dams, but as rivers are connected, the water level of the river continues to rise, and it has almost submerged the dam.

For others, the legendary bottleneck is like a natural chasm. Huo Ling now only needs to move slightly to break through it. He doesn't even need to move. Just wait a few days and the natural chasm will automatically break.

However, Huo Ling prefers to master everything himself, so he began to break through.

The legendary level does not need secret arts, because secret arts are just a way to use runes, and secondary rules derive runes.

And the complete rules are above all runes. He is one and all.

Huo Ling closed his eyes again and began to mobilize the rule power in his body to impact the weak legendary bottleneck.

"Pop~"

A slight sound seemed to ring in Huo Ling's ears, and then the huge power of rules broke through the dam and rushed into his body.

This feeling was unprecedentedly good for Huo Ling. His soul, mental power, body, magic power, blood, everything was strengthening.

He now has a total of eight and a half complete rules, one of which is the rule of purgatory, and half of which is the rule of the Terry plane.

The remaining seven complete rules are all from the spiritual world, which Huo Ling has analyzed and mastered for more than a year.

In Huo Ling's meditation space, the tree of the dead is shining brightly, swaying its branches and leaves, and its size is constantly rising with the addition of the power of rules.

Its roots continue to grow, as if weaving a huge root network in the spiritual void. These roots can absorb energy and strengthen Huo Ling like absorbing nutrients in the land.