Jiang Hua could definitely feel that he had only cultivated twice, but the amount of going out was more than ten times, and almost all of them were released at one time.

The words weakness and prostration can no longer be used to describe Jiang Hua's feelings at this time, and they should be described as dry or exhausted.

A fresh, rushing well was now a pool of stagnant water, and there were no ripples at all.

[Congratulations, the immortal cultivation value has increased by 2000... Hmph!]

The prompt that the system was weak sounded in his mind, and he was even a little disdainful, but Jiang Hua no longer had any strength to respond.

At this time, even if he was given 2 million immortal cultivation points, he would not be able to lift his spirits, and such a feeling would really not be as good as death.

The body is weak, the throat is dry, and the body feels hollowed out.

"The Seven Sons of the Yang Dragon are really not in vain!" Blood Eagle was extremely excited to realize his cultivation, "I didn't expect that after 300 years of hard training, I finally achieved the ultimate true demon!" Jiang Hua, your use is gone, you can endure death!"

However, as soon as the Blood Eagle's voice fell, there was a sudden lightning and thunder!

The thunder was like 10,000 iron balls rolling on the iron plate, deafening, and the hearts of those who heard it trembled!

The blue lightning struck like a sharp sword, tearing a wide opening in the dark sky, and the sudden daylight illuminated the whole land!

This thunder and lightning came strangely and quickly, and it went strangely and quickly.

It's almost instantaneous!

But this strange thunderbolt suddenly woke up a deep memory in Blood Eagle's mind.

Her brain seemed to have lost the ability to command her body, and she stood there like a log, looking at Jiang Hua who had gradually fallen asleep due to overwork with two eyes in a daze.

At this moment, the memories in Blood Eagle's mind rushed like a sea that had burst its embankment, stimulating every cell in her body, and tears of sadness and excitement instantly burst out of her eyes and threw herself into Jiang Hua's arms.

Her tears seemed to have some kind of magic, and when they dripped on Jiang Hua's chest, they actually made Jiang Hua, who was already exhausted, slowly wake up, and gradually regained his strength, allowing Jiang Hua to return to his previous state of being extremely brave.

Jiang Hua's limbs were still tied by the hair of the Blood Eagle, arranged into a Taizi, but the hair on his eyes was scattered.

He was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he didn't dare to come out, why did this blood eagle hug himself and cry?

Aren't demon cultivators emotionally unstable?!

"You... Are you mourning for me? Is this a ritual before you want to kill me?" Jiang Hua asked tremblingly.

Suddenly, the blood eagle slapped Jiang Hua in the face and scolded, "Shut up! I don't allow you to talk nonsense!" Then, he threw himself into Jiang Hua's arms and cried loudly.

Jiang Hua was completely stunned, he honestly closed his mouth and didn't say a word, and even his breathing was very careful.

He is no different from the fat meat slaughtered on the cutting board, for fear that if he is not careful, he will die tragically at the hands of the blood eagle.

Blood Eagle remembers that she didn't know how many years ago, when she was just a little girl who cultivated demons, she met Jiang Dingyuan when she was practicing hard in the mountains. This Jiang Dingyuan is Jiang Hua thousands of years ago. This period of time is also the first life of the Blood Eagle.

Blood Eagle, who had never seen a man, was at the age of the beginning of love at this time, and when he saw the personable Jiang Dingyuan concentrating on cultivation alone, he was moved.

However, Jiang Dingyuan failed in his cultivation, and by the time he was about 80 years old, he had already died of old age. And for the entire 80 years, no matter the wind or rain, the blood eagle has always been by Jiang Dingyuan's side.

But before he died, Jiang Dingyuan told Blood Eagle four words: Seven sons of Yanglong.

In the second life, the Blood Eagle had already cultivated into a demon, and it was the lowest grade of the Xuan Demon. At that time, the Blood Eagle had lived for 300 years, but it still looked sixteen or seventeen years old. When he was on a mission, he was defeated by Jiang Hua of the second generation, that is, under Jianghuhai.

But Jianghuhai did not kill the Blood Eagle, but took in the Blood Eagle, saying that the Blood Eagle had not been in the demon for a long time, and everything could be reversed.

And Jianghuhai took in the blood eagle for more than 100 years, but in the end, it fell short, and he died again, and there were still only four words before he died: the seven sons of Yanglong.

Blood Eagle had forgotten how many lives she had met Jiang Hua, she only remembered the words "Seven Sons of Yang Dragon", and later with the improvement of her cultivation, she also knew that double cultivation with the Seven Sons of Yang Dragon could improve her cultivation.

But it's very strange, every time Jiang Hua dies in her previous life, the memory of Jiang Hua in her mind disappears, and she only remembers to double cultivate with the seven sons of Yanglong!

In addition, she also remembered a person's name - Su Ziyao!

But vaguely, Blood Eagle seemed to feel that he had to wait for someone, so he did not withdraw from the demon cultivation world and enter the immortal cultivation world, but cultivated demons more diligently.

This is the only benefit of cultivating demons, so the majority of women in the world of demon cultivation are women, and there are also a few sissies who love beauty.

Suddenly, Blood Eagle wiped away his tears and stared at Jiang Hua seriously: "You look at me well, can you still remember me?"

Jiang Hua was already stupid, and his expression was the same as that of the second fool, with confusion and timidity: "Ah? You recognize the wrong person, right?

"Can't you remember it at all?!" Blood Eagle looked at Jiang Hua in despair, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Su Ziyao, don't you want to fight with me? Where did you die!"

Jiang Hua held his breath and felt that Blood Eagle might be crazy, but after thinking about it, he wasn't very powerful just now, how could he drive her crazy?

But the system was shocked and wanted to say something, but it still didn't open its mouth after all.

Blood Eagle hurriedly asked Jiang Hua again: "Where is your cultivation in this life? What did you always tell me about the value of cultivating immortals before, what is the value of cultivating immortals now?!"

This was like a slap in the face, Jiang Hua hurriedly said: "How do you know the value of cultivating immortals?!Who are you?!"

He eagerly asked the system: "System, what is the situation? Can you explain it to me!!?"

System: [I don't know... I'm a little tired... Don't ask me...]

Seeing that Jiang Hua didn't speak, Blood Eagle hurriedly said: "You tell me! I'm already the best true demon now! I can help you, in this life, I won't let you fail again! You tell me, how much immortal cultivation value you have now! Say it!"

Blood Eagle may have been too anxious, too eager, and slapped Jiang Hua in the face again: "Say!"

"About 20,000, it should be..."Jiang Hua licked his lips and said in a panic.

"It's only 20,000?!It's only 20,000?!What have you been doing all these years?!, where have you been to the one who only knew penance before?!" Blood Eagle suddenly cried again, crying pear blossoms with rain, squatting on the ground and crying.

For some reason, Jiang Hua felt uncomfortable when he saw the appearance of the Blood Eagle, and suddenly wanted to hug the Blood Eagle, this feeling had never been felt before!

He felt as if he had known Blood Eagle for a long time, but he had no memory at all.

Said softly: "I'll practice hard! Don't cry... Okay..."