After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl

The first time this black dragon was seen was during the battle in the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave with the Tara who had taken Baal's soul.

At that time, Li Muhan already possessed the power of the abyss, enough to open rifts in other worlds.

At the moment when Baal's spear was about to pierce his body.

He tore a rift, though it swallowed up Baal's spear.

But at the same time, it also awakened the terrifying existence in the rift.

That is the black dragon.

Even I, who was almost transformed into the abyss, could not resist its breath.

Li Muhan clearly remembered that he wanted to close the rift at that time, but his strength was no match for the black dragon.

If Bai Hai had not punched the black dragon back in the end, he would have lost his life in the Wanfo Cave.

Now see this black dragon again.

Although it didn't seem as crazy as what he had seen before, the aura of power still suppressed Li Muhan to the point where he felt a little breathless.

"Director Lin! This black dragon is not simple!"

"I know, you're with me, no problem."

Lin Ze clenched the axe.

Li Muhan also took the pirated copy of Fu Jiang Zhen Mo in his hand.

"But I don't have the power of the law now."

"No, Li Muhan, as long as you are willing, you are the law itself. Don't think of it as a force, think of it as your origin."

After saying this, Lin Ze turned and looked at Li Muhan.

At this moment, the black dragon was swooping down and rushing towards them.

"Okay! Director Lin!"

Li Muhan and Lin Ze stood shoulder to shoulder, one holding a sword and the other holding an axe.

Then he rushed towards the huge black dragon.

...

...

"Although we didn't lose, it's almost the same." Lin Mo said with a smile while hugging the black pig that fell asleep again.

"This fight was not going in my favor. I didn't expect those two to come straight at me and beat me up."

He touched the swollen part of his face and said, "If Vashutla was here, I wouldn't have lost."

The black pig twitched a few times, as if it had consumed too much energy. In the end, before the giant dragon it transformed into could exert any strength, its owner was beaten up.

He was also forced to release his demon lord form.

At this moment, Li Muhan and others have already left the lava area.

But he still felt a lingering fear.

"If we had fought directly with the black dragon just now, what would our chances of winning be?"

Li Muhan looked at Lin Ze and asked.

"There's no chance of winning." Lin Ze answered straightforwardly with a shrug and a smile.

"That boy is the lifeblood of the black dragon. If that boy were to be gone someday, perhaps the black dragon would really become the nightmare of countless worlds."

After hearing what Lin Ze said, Li Muhan remembered the crazy black dragon he had seen before.

Lin Mo...Did something happen to this boy in some distant future?

But this is not what he should be concerned about now.

After leaving the Molten Land, they immediately faced the next challenge.

This time, what stood in their way was a spiral tower.

This tower reaches up to the sky and you can't see the end of it.

"Ah! Great hero! We have finally arrived at the territory of the third demon general, the Demon General of Strength! Our adventure is already halfway through! Victory is within our reach!"

"Okay, there's no need to introduce yourself as an NPC. You're just adding words as soon as you show up."

Li Muhan rolled his eyes at the Saint. This guy disappeared as soon as the fight started. Is this the so-called NPC protection mechanism?

Although this tower looks very tall.

But...it actually has an elevator.

This really is a very irrational world.

There is no other reason to make up for it except that the author is busy rushing to finish the work.

But there is nothing I can do. It’s force majeure and I can only write it quickly.

"That's too perfunctory."

Li Muhan and others squeezed into the narrow elevator, and Lin Ze's axe kept hitting Li Muhan's head.

"Director Lin, please move over a little."

"There's no room left. Just try to overcome it."

"What the hell! Who stepped on my foot!?"

"Yoongi! Your hat! It's too big!"

"Shut up. If you're not satisfied, you can climb the stairs by yourself."

In this way, the group began to ascend in a noisy manner.

Then, the moment the elevator door opened, several people almost rushed out and fell to the ground.

"......Um, are you sure they are the heroes?"

A girl's voice came from the front.

And this voice made Li Muhan feel extremely familiar...

"That should be the case. There is no one else."

A young boy's voice sounded at the same time.

Li Muhan was very concerned about the first girl's voice he heard, so he quickly got up from the ground and looked up.

I saw a young girl standing in front of the main seat in the hall. She had two knives on each side of her waist and a long black knife on her back.

And this girl was none other than Li Muhan’s daughter Xia Lingyue.

"Lingyue!?"

Li Muhan and Xia Yue shouted almost at the same time.

At this moment, the girl seemed to recognize Li Muhan and Xia Yue.

"Huh? Lao Li...and...Mom?"

Her originally rebellious aura suddenly faded a lot.

The boy standing next to her asked in confusion: "Are they your parents? I've never heard you mention them before."

"I...I don't know..." Xia Lingyue covered her head.

It seems to be in great pain.

"I should... not know them, but... I have a feeling telling me... that they are my parents..."

Li Muhan and Xia Yue walked quickly towards the girl.

"What are you talking about? If I'm not your dad, who am I?"

"Don't, don't come over..."

Xia Lingyue took a step back. Her head was aching badly, as if something that had been blocked artificially was about to be opened.

The young man stood in front of Xia Lingyue.

"I'm sorry...are you a hero?"

The young man looked at Li Muhan and asked.

"What kind of hero? Whoever wants to be a hero can be the hero. I just want to see what happened to my daughter right now!"

Li Muhan roared at the young man.

The young man frowned, looked at Li Muhan and Xia Yue, then turned back to look at Xia Lingyue.

"...They do look alike, but she said her parents died a long time ago."

"Xia Lingyue!" Li Muhan was a little angry: "What do you mean? Are you cursing us?"

"No.....No, Lao Li, I.....I don't know you, I...you..."

She covered her head with her hands, feeling more and more pain.

And at the end, no one noticed.

The saint smiled disdainfully: "Oh... I seem to have brought someone here who shouldn't be here. It's my mistake."