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In front of the Dragon Bird Palace, a dragon bird was roaring towards the sky as it was about to fly through the sky. This dragon bird was the mount of the first emperor of the Massa Empire, and the Dragon Bird Palace got its name from this.

Ming Ling was leaning on a witch's staff, with no one to support him. The huge dragon bird was the only sculpture standing in front of his eyes. The reflection of the dragon bird covered half of the square. Ming Ling raised his head and looked at this sculpture that he had missed when he was a child, with a complicated expression. , the look of reminiscence in his eyes gradually thickened. Climbing up the forehead of the dragon bird, standing in the wind with both hands, looking down at the world. This was Ming Ling's dream when he was young. It was a dream he started having when he saw the dragon bird for the first time. Later, as he grew older, Doyle and Under the protection of the guards, Jones rode in the position he dreamed of. Later, when it was his turn, there was no guard, and he did not even get the consent of his father. But the young man was not afraid, and in the drizzle that day, Longque rode There was no one in front of the palace, and her delicate hands were clasped on the dragon bird's scales and they were struggling to move upward.

There was no fear, no hesitation, only the ecstasy of realizing his dream in his mind.

But maybe it was because of his young age and lack of hand strength, or maybe because the slippery drizzle that day gave him great resistance. Compared with the huge dragon bird's body, the ghost, who could only weigh an ant, had just crawled to the back. With his back on his back, he stepped on the air and threw him straight down. With that fall, he was completely thrown out of the center of the Imperial Clan.

Even if he is the orthodox bloodline of the Imperial Clan, he cannot stop Sunset's protection. In the future, the entire Imperial Clan will know that he is the one that the Emperor hates the most. Ming Ling was very wronged at that time. He did not understand the man's thoughts. He did not show any ambition to fight for the emperor, and treated everyone with respect in front of and behind him. Even though he did the best in imperial etiquette, the man never summoned him again. At that time, he didn't understand, he didn't know why his father He hated him so much. He also asked his mother and threatened her with a hunger strike, but he didn't get an answer. Later, Ming Ling escaped from Kyoto. He was only fifteen years old that year, and the only person accompanying him was the loyal Yoda. And he also started the layout that year. In that year, he met the Yaksha priest Ge Ma who changed his life. In that year, the ghost walked to the depths of hell in the wind and rain. The child who only wanted to ride on the back of a dragon bird since he was a child overturned all the previous thoughts in his heart that year.

The winter snow feast will not end for a while. Ming Ling calmly helped Longque sit down, leaning against the stone wall as cold as iron, close to the back of his head, smiling sadly, slowly staring at the top of Longque. His head was blurred, his eyes were blurred, and his whiskers were fluttering. After a long time, his eyes facing the sun were a little dry, and he sighed, beating the dragon bird rhythmically. After a while, the ghost slowly got up and limped with a witch's staff. walked out of the palace gate.

A dragon bird flies in front of the Dragon Bird Palace, but who would notice the shadow of this person who has no dragon body but only bird wings.

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After a long time, Gus opened his eyes, glanced at the unmoving sun above his head, rubbed his arms and took a breath, withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of the blood pillar in the distance, with a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "You are here?" Stay here, remember, if an accident happens, you don't have to wait for me. If you can run out a few, live well. Don't come to this place again. During the New Year and the holidays, just toast to the north."

The position of the blood cocoon is getting higher and higher, and the bulging sac may burst at any time. The huge amount of life breath coming from the blood cocoon covers the entire Yaksha tribe who are kneeling in front of them. A half-finger-long maroon mark appears between each Yaksha's eyebrows. , standing upright, like a third eye, terrifying and bloody.

Germa was back, and at some point he had already fallen down among the kneeling army. When the thickest and brightest mark between his eyebrows erupted into a sky-reaching red light, Gus discovered him.

There was no joy or sorrow on Eve's face, she just said stubbornly in a low voice: "I will wait for you."

There was no wind in northern Xinjiang and could not blow the sand in the four corners. Gus stared at Eve's face clearly, shook his head displeased, stretched out his hand to pinch Eve's cheeks, and said with a fond smile: "Since we got married, I’ve never seen you smile before. Why, you’re still not satisfied with me if you don’t want to. If you have any questions, just tell me. If you can change it, change it. If you can’t, I’ll find a way to cut it off.”

Eve tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and curled up the corners of her mouth desperately, but the pear blossoms on her cheeks did not appear. Gus sighed regretfully, rubbed Eve's head, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes. Tears streaming down her face, "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. Life depends on your mood, but it's a pity that I can't see my wife Pear Blossom before I say goodbye!"

After saying that, he took the three-leaf witch staff beside him, put it on his shoulder and waved to the four people, then walked towards the eight blood pillars without looking back. What is supposed to come will always come, there is no escape.

Gus knew that it was about to begin, and all the human blood prepared in advance was poured onto the blood column in the hands of several majestic yakshas. In an instant, the blood column burst out with a satisfied laugh like a child. The blood was sticky and twisted on the blood column. Squirming and bubbling, it seeped into the blood column. The awe-inspiring red light wandered throughout the tribe, and the blood color of the blood cocoon in the air gradually turned black. The blood chain was withdrawn, and the blood cocoon fell down. In an instant, Germa rushed to the blood cocoon, baring her fangs and staring at the surroundings vigilantly. Everything, Gus had no doubt that when he walked over, this guy would tear him alive.

According to the prepared plan, Gus walked into the blood column as if nothing had happened. The wandering blood slowly climbed up Gus' body. There was no rejection, only endless kindness. The blood was like smoke, covering Gus and washing over his body. Pores, at this moment, Gus's whole world became clear. The prostrated Yaksha, Eve a hundred meters away, and the grains of sand deposited on the earth, everything seemed to be within reach of Gus' eyes.

Curly threads of blood rose up from the sky, going straight upward without wind interference. The eight blood pillars were like stairs leading to another world, extending endlessly without knowing the end.

Gus sat cross-legged, Wu Liyuan rotated uncontrollably, crushing the wisps of blood around him. His hungry body sang in a low voice, greedily plundering the pure energy around him.

Counting from the time he entered Northern Xinjiang, Gus had never felt so comfortable at this moment. The Yingying Lake ushered in the open source and flooded. The thunder in his body was like a river going east. The meridians in his body were washed by blood and reached the peak state. He closed his eyes tightly. , cut off all factors that interfere with oneself, and wait for that moment to come.

He wanted to save Eve's life.

"Crack..."

A slight sound came from the blood cocoon, and Germa let out a low roar. He glanced around, his eyes filled with fanaticism. Every time the crack was bigger, the veins on Germa's arms would become a little thicker.

Two fingers.

Three fingers.

Four fingers.

Click... When the cocoon was nine fingers wide, the sound of breaking the cocoon suddenly stopped. The messy breathing sound gradually changed from weak to strong, and then exploded like thunder on the ground. The bloody claws were the first to be pulled out from the bloody cocoon. Ge Ma roared wildly, and the blood cocoon shattered in response, bringing up several feet of wind and sand. He jumped up, throwing out a few streaks of blood, and black smoke rose from the ground with a sizzling sound. Not to be outdone, Ge Ma followed closely. That black shadow may have absorbed something. The three-foot-tall body completely stimulated the blood in his body, and his red eyes echoed the beating red mark in the center of his forehead.

Ge Ma did not enter the blood column, which had gathered into blood mist due to the spread of blood threads. Ge Ma looked down and looked at his body with satisfaction. He was reborn from the blood cocoon. His ancestors gave him the strongest The body, which was four feet high, was filled with violent energy, and blood snakes swam between his breaths.

This time he gave up his human appearance and restored his original body. The second transformation brought him not only an increase in strength, but also a lifetime.

"Great ancestor, listen to the call of your descendants and pray to lead Yaksha to the throne of all races again."

Through the blood mist, Ge Ma stared at the pattern on the blood column. He put his claws on his chest reverently, and his huge body suddenly dropped. Germa followed behind Ge Ma, the same thing happened, but his head was lowered even more!