The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

"Don't eat people? Then how did you improve your strength?"

Jiang Ming asked suspiciously.

"Naturally, we absorb the aura of heaven and earth just like human beings. Our high-level demon species' cultivation talent is not inferior to that of human beings."

The old master raised his chin, and the dragon's face was full of pride.

Jiang Ming and the others were stunned.

In their impression, the demons are low-intelligence creatures with only the instinct of devouring. However, the appearance of the master completely changed their perception of the demons.

Chapter 163: Poor Lonely Old Dragon

"You don't need to rely on cannibalism to improve your flesh and blood strength, so why are you yelling that you want to eat us as soon as you open your eyes?" Jiang Ming asked

The old master straightened his neck proudly: "I was trying to scare you. In fact, your human meat is dry and hard, far worse than fat pigs and sheep."

It turns out you're still a gourmet.

Jiang Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Even if you don't eat people, you must have done harm to people, otherwise why would the Protoss seal you?"

Mentioning the seal of the God Clan, the millennium lonely old man immediately became excited, and said: "Nonsense! The old man is famous for being a peaceful demon, and he never does anything that harms the peace between humans and demons, even the battle a thousand years ago I have stated my position that I will not go to war."

"If this is the case, why did the Protoss seal you?"

The old master swore: "Because they are afraid of my power."

"Afraid of your power? Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Ming looked at the master in front of him, who was probably at the lower level of Xingyao, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

As far as he knew, thousands of years ago, Nuwa's faction and Dijun's faction each had no less than ten god-level powerhouses, plus an even larger number of Xingyao's high-level servants.

The mere low-level master of Xingyao, no matter which side looks down on it, let alone fears it.

The old master's pupils shrank slightly, and the dragon's face showed a serious expression, as if his majesty had been challenged: "Young man, your eyes tell me that you think I'm bragging."

Jiang Ming saw that it was not only a bragging dragon, but also a funny dragon.

He said bluntly: "Don't look at your eyes, I'll tell you plainly, I just think you're bragging."

The old ruler: "..."

The old master blushed and scolded: "Vulgar! Shallow! To tell you the truth, a thousand years ago, this old man was a well-known strong man in the King's Continent!"

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that your realm has been retreating in the past 1000 years?"

Jiang Ming was puzzled, he had only heard of the one coming out of the mother's womb, but not the one going into the mother's womb.

"This is natural." The old master said, "This seal not only restricts my actions, but also consumes my strength all the time. For 1000 years, my strength started from being a half-step king, and gradually dissipated. Even Xingyao is in danger."

After the old master finished speaking, he sighed silently, with a complicated face on his face.

"Half-step king!"

Jiang Ming was startled.

If the old dragon was telling the truth, the half-step King Realm 1000 years ago could be regarded as a well-known powerhouse in the King Continent.

Jiang Ming: "You old guy, aren't you really bragging? I've seen a tyrant elsewhere, and it only has the strength of the platinum peak. You are both high-level demons, so the difference is so big?"

"Tyrant? That's impossible. In the war 1000 years ago, all the tyrants were wiped out by the Protoss."

The old master gave Jiang Ming a disdainful look: "Unless you see a tyrant born after the Great War with impure blood, you will only have the strength of platinum."

Is that so? Jiang Ming stroked his chin in silence.

It's right to think about it, the tyrant should have been created by Di Jun's remnant soul, and his strength is naturally not as good as the tyrant created by Di Jun at his peak.

Although Jiang Ming wanted to understand this point, he was still a little upset.

Because he was actually despised by this widowed old dragon.

Jiang Ming decided to say something to save face: "You said you would not participate in the great war thousands of years ago, so how could you be sealed by the Protoss? I suspect you are still lying."

The old master looked into the distance, tears pouring down his face: "His grandma's, it's all tears, the old man just fell into the trap of Nuwa."

"Thousands of years ago, on the eve of the war between the demons and the gods, the old man made it clear that he would not intervene."

"But Nuwa doesn't believe me. After all, I am a demon and said that I will be temporarily sealed, and the seal will be released when the war is over."

"The old man agreed after thinking about it. Who would have thought that as soon as the war ended, Nuwa fell into a deep sleep, and the protoss didn't know where they went."

"Old man, it has been forgotten!!!"

"More than 1000 years!!!"

The lonely and widowed old dragon complained bitterly about the unfair treatment he had received, with snot and tears.

Jiang Ming and the others were dumbfounded.

It's such a bloody thing, poor Longlong.

The old dragon wept bitterly, and suddenly looked up at Jiang Ming, with a dangerous light in his eyes: "Human, you have the aura of Nuwa on your body, are you her descendant???!!!"

"You read it wrong, I'm just a young and promising Shuaibi, and I have nothing to do with Nu Wa."

Jiang Ming shook his head decisively.

At this time, he will not admit that he is Nuwa's heir, isn't that a hatred.

"However, I can help you lift the seal and regain your freedom," Jiang Ming said.

The old ruler Longan Guangguang: "Really? Are you willing to help me?"

Jiang Mingdao: "There are conditions for me to help you. First, you have to promise me not to harm humans after I go out."

The old master nodded vigorously: "Okay, I used to not eat people."

Jiang Ming nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "Second, you don't have to be my mount forever, just three years, because I need to test your character, if you are evil, I will seal you up again. "

The old master wrinkled his eyelids: "I am a dignified half-step king, how can I give you a diamond-level human being as a mount, this is not possible, it is too embarrassing."

"The half-step king was 1000 years ago, and you are just a Xingyao goalkeeper to fight?"

"Besides, who said I only have diamonds."

Jiang Ming rolled his eyes, then raised his hand, and the power of the east wind condensed in his palm, making a thunderous sound.