A dragon raised at birth

"What are you Zhengguo planning to do?" Diablo stood at the highest point of a tower with a surprised expression, and cast his questioning eyes on Bai Youyou who was standing far away from him.

Because standing at his current position, he could see that in the sky not far away, three transport planes were slowly flying towards him dragging a pair of heavy bronze coffins with iron cables.

Diablo used the excellent eyesight endowed by his dragon blood to guarantee that what was dragged under the three transport planes was definitely a coffin, no matter the shape, proportion, or the rusty metal outside, everything was there, indicating that it was a coffin. It has a bronze coffin that has been placed for a long time.

"That's the foundation of Zhengguo!" Bai Youyou glanced at Diablo who was surrounded by Yingying Yanyan with disgust.But still explained.

"The background?" Diablo was completely confused at this moment, "What's lying inside?"

"The deadline is approaching, use the secret method to seal the last breath of energy, and leave a warrior with the strength to fight." Bai Youyou didn't intend to hide it, because he had to rely on Diablo's power.

"Do you want to try to use the source of life to bring back this kind of warrior?" At this time, Diablo's face can be said to be quite exciting.Things were slipping out of his control.

Because once this kind of Wu Zun is really rescued, even if you think about it with your feet, you don't want to keep [-]% of the distribution rights.Even the upper echelons of Zhengguo would not give him a platform.

"This kind of attempt is not very reliable! The deadline is approaching, no matter how much you can make up, you can't make up for it?"

"That's right, if it's really a limit, no matter what it is, it's useless. But martial arts practice, fighting for victory, if ordinary warriors don't have a good way of raising them, there are many people who die halfway, but even so, Martial arts practice will still damage oneself.

It is recorded in ancient books that the honor of a warrior has a life span of a thousand years.But most Wuzun lived to half of their theoretical age, and their blood energy began to decline, and they went downhill uncontrollably. "

Regarding Diablo's words, Bai Youyou was noncommittal.

"So, I don't want to change my life against the sky. We just want to try to see if we can use the life essence you extracted to supplement the original essence that Wu Zun lost in the battle, so that Wu Zun can live to his due age."

"Hmm." Diablo nodded slowly with a dignified expression.It doesn't make any difference to him whether he continues his life or prolongs his life. Once he succeeds, he will definitely face great pressure.

"Your Highness Mu, you don't have to worry too much. The Martial Lords have teamed up to kill two disaster-level monsters in the past two days, and the corpses of those two monsters are already on the way to be transported. When the time comes, they will all be yours, and you will be responsible." distribute.

The one that stands now, because it was burned by you, is only a half-headed monster, and all the life essence extracted by then will belong to the old venerable. "

"Hmm." Diablo was not too happy when he heard that two more monster corpses were being sent over.

However, even though he was worried, Diablo could only wait quietly for the development of the situation, and hoped that the source of life he extracted would not be too magical, otherwise he would be in big trouble by then.

But, the reality is that the more he doesn't want something to happen, the more he wants to happen.

Two days later, under the watchful eyes of the Zhengguo military and several Wu Zun who came here specially, Diablo used scarlet fire to ignite the remains of the monster that had been parked at the airport for three days.

The eerie scarlet flames danced on the monster carcass, frantically devouring the remaining essence in the monster carcass, decomposing the impurities in it, leaving only the purest part.

According to the agreement, the source of life extracted from the corpse of the monster that has been burned once has nothing to do with him, so after Diablo ignited the fire, he backed away and looked at the two freshly transported monsters not far away. Fresh corpses, that's his.

But now is not the time to pay attention to these things, Diablo silently watched the rising blood energy being restrained by those Martial Venerables with Martial Dao Gang Qi, and poured into the quietly parked bronze coffin.

At the beginning, there was no change, but as the blood energy was poured in continuously, there was a heartbeat as thick as a drum of war.

At the same time, a billowing heat wave spread from the bronze coffin, as if a silent steel-making furnace was being restarted, and the bitter chill that had enveloped the airport was dissipated.

"It's so hot, is the person in the coffin going to be resurrected?"

Diablo heard the girl beside him muttering softly, but his expression became indifferent, and things were developing towards the scene he didn't want.

"Looks like it's time to make plans!"

Out of the corner of Diablo's eye, he stared at the corpse of the monster that had just been delivered this morning.

Although he has always tried his best to avoid conflicts with the state apparatus, things are not as he wished. If this continues, he will definitely be oppressed and exploited, so he will definitely not do it, but once he resists, conflicts will inevitably arise.

Therefore, in order to prevent problems before they happen, it is time for him to prepare for the attack.A follow-up who can pose a major threat to Wu Zun.The law of the jungle is prey to the strong, and it is so fundamental that even the birth of civilization cannot get rid of this essence.

If he wants to be respected, to make people, and to make a country treat him with courtesy, then he must have the power to make the other party unwilling to use force first.

Crunch!

There was a sharp metal rubbing sound, and as the remains of the monster were roasted into ashes by the scarlet fire, all the blood energy extracted from it sank into the bronze coffin, and the treasure itself, which was used to extend life, was pushed away by the existence inside up.

Then, the heavy bronze coffin lid was lifted directly, and a thin old man with dry hair like a bunch of withered grass slowly got up, then slowly raised his head and opened his mouth to the sky.

call!

The astonishing devouring power was derived from the old man's mouth, and the strong wind swept across the sky and poured into the old man's mouth—for a split second, the warm current covering the airport was gone, and instead became colder than before. Not only that, the sky slowed down. Slowly, the sun is dimmed and the sun is dimmed.

"Absorb the energy of heaven and earth to nourish yourself, Senior Jiang Zikong, what a good way!" At this moment, a martial venerable looked at the old man sitting up from the bronze coffin, and complimented him with a smile.

"Hehe, some trivial skills make you laugh." When Wu Zun congratulated, it was just when the old man was about to stop, and when he finished speaking, the old man had already stopped moving.

In a short period of time, amazing changes appeared on the old man. His dry white hair became gray and shiny, and the outline of muscles could be seen on his thin body. It was not as skinny as it was at the beginning, and it looked extremely creepy. .

"Senior is too humble..."

Diablo stared coldly, watching those martial masters flattering and flattering each other.Anyway, he has already prepared for the worst, and now he is going to wait for these Wu Zun to leave before starting to prepare his own backhand.

"Can you guys explain the old man's doubts? The old man is a dying person. Although he has not returned to the peak of the past, he is not considered a dying person. I wonder what rare treasures you use on the old man?"

After chatting for a while, Jiang Zikong asked curiously, he knew what his body was like.As long as there is still salvation, he will not lie in the coffin.

He originally thought that his waking up this time was to release his last breath of blood and show his peak combat power, just for that moment of peerless youth.

As a result, not to mention any enemies who need him to sublimate himself, but his own blood has recovered a lot, which is incredible. If Wu Zun's blood is really so easy to recover, then there will not be so many life-extending secrets up.

"Oh, senior doesn't know something. The reason why you can recover again depends on that person."

Following the introduction of those martial lords, Jiang Zikong's eyes naturally fell on Diablo. Then, the old man who attracted the attention of the audience walked up to Diablo, then bowed his hands and saluted.

"What are you doing?" Diablo avoided sideways, frowning. He hated this kind of twisted and twisted things the most, and offended people if he didn't pay attention.

"His Royal Highness Mu is kind to the old man, and he deserves a gift from me." The old man turned around stubbornly, insisting on worshiping Diablo.

"I'm doing things with money, you don't need to."

"As it should be."

"You..." After avoiding this twice, Diablo became impatient and simply stopped moving, asking the old man to salute him and thank him.

"Now you are satisfied!"

"Satisfied." Jiang Zikong smiled like an old chrysanthemum, "If His Highness Mu needs help from me in the future, just tell me, and I will help you."

"No, have you seen the wreckage of those two monsters? They are all mine, and that is the price for my action," Diablo felt a little overwhelmed by being so polite.

"They count them, I count mine. I, Jiang Zikong, have acted frankly all my life. I am willing to repay kindness and revenge. If you have kindness to me, I will definitely repay your kindness."

"Okay, okay, I will call you if necessary." Diablo couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only agree.Otherwise, he felt that the old man could talk to him for a day.

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll go first."

"Well, good, please, Your Highness." Jiang Zikong looked at the curious and fearful girls around Diablo, and cupped his hands again.

"Senior Jiang, why do you have to be so polite to that alien? He just spit out his anger from the beginning to the end."

When Diablo walked away, those martial lords gathered around Jiang Zikong, and one of them was quite puzzled, unable to understand why Jiang Zikong was so polite.

"But that quarrel is the key to the old man being able to stand here and talk happily with you. You don't accept this feeling, but the old man must admit it." Jiang Zikong shook his head with a solemn expression.

"Here, Mr. Jiang, look, we have prepared two and a half disaster beast corpses this time, and half of them will awaken you with the extracted life essence, and the rest will belong to him."

"Well, that's the source of life?" Jiang Zikong squinted his eyes and watched Diablo ignited a corpse of a disaster beast with scarlet fire, and his blood was rising.

"That's right, it is because of this thing that you always wake up. For such a wonderful thing, we only get [-]% of it in the bloody battle, and this alien monopolizes [-]%. How unfair?"

"Hey, you boy, don't sow dissension in front of the old man. It's only a [-]% distribution. If His Highness Mu can't eat, don't all of them belong to my Zhengguo juniors? What's so unfair?" Jiang Zikong didn't take it seriously when he heard it.

"[-]% of the fruits of our deadly battle belong to others, and none of our descendants can share one or two. Is this fair?"

"Huh? The government, or this Highness, has it ever said that our descendants are not allowed to receive this favor?" Jiang Zikong turned around and questioned the few in front of him.

"Never." Several Wu Zun looked at each other in blank dismay, then shook their heads, it seemed that Zhengguo really didn't say anything.

"Then what are you talking about with the old man here? We, the elders, can get [-]% of the benefits, and the rest will be used to cultivate the younger generations. Isn't it beautiful! If you are dissatisfied, isn't it not ridiculous to compete with the younger generation?"

Chapter 52 Replacing the Silver Star Prison

Diablo swallowed the blood energy extracted from the corpse of the monster in front of him. He could feel that his blood was surging, and his bones, meridians, and muscles were growing because of it. This clearly felt that his strength was growing slowly. The feeling made Diablo intoxicated.

hold head high!

In the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness filled with endless silver and white light, a light dragon whose body size doubled from the original size flew back and forth in the sea of ​​light, devouring the pure soul power extracted from the soul of the monster.

Compared with the growth of his body, the improvement of Diablo's soul is even more terrifying, because since he was boarded by that ray of galactic light and then suppressed the souls of the five monsters, his soul has been improving every moment.

Well, so far the effect of the improvement of the soul is not visible, because Diablo is too young now, and normally speaking, he should not be in contact with the soul realm now.

But, who told him that he was not a normal dragon, he had the talent of being able to devour souls when he was young, which is the ability only possessed by abyssal devils and purgatory devils, and refining souls is an ability only possessed by monarch-level demon kings.

The strength of the soul determines the future development. According to the records of the dragon clan inheritance, the soul is the core of the creature, nourished by the body, and a strong body will naturally breed a strong soul. Therefore, as a dragon clan, the soul is inherently stronger than other creatures. tyrannical.

Ordinary creatures want to feel the existence of the soul and set foot in the field of soul cultivation, they must cultivate their bodies. When their bodies are strong enough, they will naturally nourish their souls and strengthen their true spirits.

Only when the subjective consciousness of living beings can clearly and intuitively perceive the existence of the soul can they consciously practice and strengthen the soul.Ordinary beings have reached the step of soul cultivation, and the essence of life will basically undergo earth-shaking changes.

For the Dragon Clan, it is only a matter of time before they can perceive the existence of the soul and step into the realm of the soul.

The unique racial advantages make the starting point of the dragon race stand at the end point that most creatures can't reach even with all their life's efforts.This is a fact that makes people feel hopeless and helpless, all beings are not created equal.

For the Dragon Clan, there is no specific division of practice realms. When the body grows to a certain level, it will naturally start the practice of the soul, and when the soul is strong enough to touch a certain limit, it will begin to combine with the body and enter a new realm.

The long life and powerful power pursued by all things can be possessed by dragons as long as they live long enough.Of course, the premise is that you can live long enough.

"I don't know which realm I am in according to the division of human realms."

Immersed in the pleasure of gradually accumulating strength, getting stronger physically, and gradually growing soul, Diablo's thinking diverged. In his inheritance, he mentioned a practice system established by observing, learning, and imitating those inherently weak creatures .

Those who can cultivate the soul and use the soul to influence the outside world are called soul intentions. After the soul intentions, they are legends. They are the existences that can tear apart the space by raising their hands, and can affect the existence of laws with a single thought.

This kind of existence, um, does not exist in Longyu.Because his wife Ophelia is one of the strongest existences in the Dragon Realm. If she could tear apart the space, she would not stay in the Dragon Realm honestly, let alone arrest a young dragon like him to make a marriage contract.

"Well, I'm definitely not the real soul will, but I can cultivate the soul, it can be regarded as half a foot into the soul."

Diablo muttered not very confidently, "What do those guys call the realm below the soul?"

Diablo searched for a long time in the inheritance in his mind, and found that the realm below the soul, not to mention the description, did not even have the simplest name.It seems that from the perspective of the existence that left behind the inheritance, the realm below the spirit of the soul is not important at all to the Dragon Clan.

After a moment of distraction, Diablo quickly collected his thoughts and focused his attention on the practice at this time.In fact, there is nothing to rest, whether it is blood energy or soul energy, he just needs to swallow it, and his body and soul will absorb it spontaneously.

This is not a serious practice in the first place, and it is a bit extreme. His current way of strengthening himself can be said to be a standard method of demons - plundering other living beings to support himself, but the way of plundering is so clever that it is difficult to leave sequelae.

As a result, Diablo's attention shifted to his side. The 33 Luoshen female college students designated by him were working hard to absorb the life source escaping from the monster.

But they tried their best, and the amount that all of them could absorb was not as good as Diablo could swallow at will. There was no way, they didn't have any martial arts foundation before, and they just learned some breathing techniques.

Therefore, Diablo turned his eyes away from them, and looked at the ten personnel appointed by Zhengguo, especially the outstanding young man named Ye Luo.

Judging from his appearance and the speed at which he absorbs the source of life, Ye Luo not only has nothing special about him, but compared with other martial artists of the same age around him, his performance can be called poor.

"There is no interference effect at all. Sure enough, it is completely an external weapon. It is only useful when fighting, and it is completely useless when practicing."

Diablo secretly commented that the same is true for the light in his body, which does not affect him in any way.Only when encountering monsters will it show its strength and interfere.

He was able to use the power of that light to practice because he awakened the talent of soul devouring.If he didn't have this talent, the souls of those monsters would just be suppressed in his sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, unable to move, just like

"Silver Star Prison!"

Diablo suddenly thought of it, so his complexion gradually turned ugly. His sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is not a replica of Silver Star now. Although there are only a few monster souls imprisoned in it, it is indeed fulfilling the prison duty.

"Is that why you chose me?"

Diablo pondered the reason why the light chose him with the most malicious psychology, otherwise it would be unreasonable, could it be that he chose him because of his holy form?No matter how you think about it, it's unreliable.

"These monsters are held in prison, which means that they are disasters and disasters in the eyes of those giants.

The reason why they were not eradicated was because the vitality of the souls of these monsters was too tenacious to completely kill them, so they replaced them with less costly confinement seals. "

In the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, Guanglong, who was happily devouring the soul power of the monster, looked up at the sky above his head. There was a little golden light shining there, and even this silver-white sea of ​​light could not hide its light.

That is the time-space artifact that the Dragon of Holy Glory lent him for the time being. At this moment, it hangs high above the top of the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, blooming with an insignificant but never hidden light.

"You discovered the Jiehuo engraving at the beginning, right?"

Guanglong lowered his head and questioned the vast sea of ​​light below him, "That's why you choose me, and you choose me as a prison to replace Silver Star. Because one day, I will put these monsters that you are difficult to solve Bring me back to my world."

The sea of ​​light surged, and there was no sound. As always, no voice responded to Diablo's question.But Diablo already knew it.

He admits that it is a jerk to speculate on a great being like a god with the most malicious psychology.But this is the most logical and likely.

"Hey!"

Diablo let out a sneer of unknown meaning. The galaxy entered his body and captured the soul of the monster. Although he gained great benefits in the end, it was because of his extraordinary talent, not what the galaxy gave him.

Although he felt a little aggrieved and resentful, Diablo didn't say anything harsh. After all, all this was just his guess.What if this galaxy chose him because it saw a shining point in him that he didn't even notice, it's not certain, although the probability is almost zero.

"Humph!"

Because of the guess, Diablo's mood became more and more depressed.But he can only alleviate the resentment in his heart by speeding up the speed of devouring blood energy and soul energy.