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After Mr. Ruo was driven out of the Demon Realm, he was unwilling, so he kept lying in ambush at the border, found an opportunity, and mixed in again.

He recognized An Zilong's breath, no matter how long time passed, he would never forget the breath he engraved in his bones.

He searched all the way, and finally, in the forbidden place of the demon world, that is, the entrance to the imperial tomb of the demon royal family of the past dynasties, he found the trace of An Zilong.

The imperial tomb has an enchantment ban, and it is a chaotic world inside, if it is not for the bloodline of the demon royal family, you can't get out when you go in, you can only be buried inside.

Mr. Ruo couldn't get in, but he wondered, why could An Zilong go in? Could it be that he also had demon blood?

Demon bloodline, to put it bluntly, is the bloodline given to the demon by the great god Nuwa in ancient times, in the final analysis, the bloodline of the demon is the same as the bloodline of Nuwa.

If An Zilong is not a descendant of the demon race, then he has inherited the bloodline of Nuwa. But it's impossible to think about it.

In ancient times, all the ancient gods reincarnated and sacrificed in order to reset the Heavenly Dao, and Nuwa suffered a heavy blow, and it was impossible to use her own blood to create humans.

It is impossible for a mortal today to have the Nuwa bloodline, so how did he get in?

Mr. Ruo was puzzled, but he also had a way, and a long time ago, he had obtained a piece of jade in the hands of a monk.

The jade was white all over, but there was a trace of blood in the jade's heart, and I heard that it was the blood of the demon lord that the monk got by accident.

With this piece of jade, you can disguise yourself with the breath of the demon race, but there are only two pieces of this jade.

One was in the hands of Mr. Ruo, and the other disappeared into heaven and earth with the death of the monk.

Could it be that the piece of jade arrived in An Zilong's hand! With these questions, Mr. Ruo entered the imperial tomb.

Entering the Imperial Tomb is equivalent to entering another dimension, where there is a barren place, nothing but endless darkness.

In ancient times, the ancestors of the demon race, the first group of monks, they fought against the gods, but in the end they were defeated and driven to the barren realm.

This is actually the place where the ancestors of the demon clan were imprisoned back then, and they have thrived in this darkness for tens of thousands of years.

It wasn't until the appearance of the first demon lord that they saw the light of day again, and later, this became another space, and the demons regarded it as an imperial tomb, called Chaos Heaven and Earth.

This belongs to the Death Realm, the Death Realm that specifically allows the souls of the demons to return, and there are no gods and demons in charge of here, but it can become a world of its own.

When you come here with a living god, man and demon, you will be ostracized, but the people of the demon royal family are exceptional, they can live here.

For them, returning here is just a return to the place where their ancestors once lived.

If Mr. Ruo can walk freely in this world because of that piece of jade, his body automatically emits a faint white light.

Leaning on the light, Mr. Ruo walked forward slowly, and a long path stretched under his feet.

The trail guided Mr. Ruo forward, and after walking for a long time, his eyes suddenly burst into light.

When the light cleared, a large circular lake appeared in front of me. The lake is so big that you can't see the edge, and in the middle of it, there is an island.

There is also one such place in the underworld, which is called the Lonely Island. Unexpectedly, there is also one in the imperial tomb of the Demon Realm.

The lake is calm like a mirror, the water is clear, there is nothing in the water.

It was so quiet that he could even hear his own breathing clearly, and it was lifeless and oppressive.

Mr. Ruo transformed into the body of a black dragon, dived into the lake, and quickly approached the island in the lake, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by an enchantment.

Mr. Ruo had already expected this, so he quickly dodged the attack from the barrier, and the dragon's body rushed out of the water, suspended in midair.

Mr. Ruo's mouth spat dragon breath and kept hitting the barrier, and the barrier shook non-stop, attracting the attention of the people on the island.

A black figure flew out of the island, levitating high in the air to meet Mr. Ruo's eyes.

The man in black is An Xuanqing, but his face has changed slightly, only between his eyebrows and eyes there is still a rare existence of his former face.

This face is very familiar to Mr. Ruo, yes! This face is very similar to Lin Moyu, maybe it is very similar to someone in his memory.

An Xuanqing was occupied by An Zilong, and now, his face has gradually been transformed by An Zilong, and there is no trace of his existence in this world.

Mr. Ruo couldn't help but say, and directly hit An Zilong on the opposite side with a mouthful of dragon breath, and a loud dragon roar sounded from his mouth, and the calm lake surface was stirred up by the dragon roar.

An Zilong looked at Mr. Ruo indifferently with a pair of eyes, and then suddenly smiled, he twisted his neck, and then said softly:

"It's you, long time no see. ”

"You didn't even die, that's right, how can a person like you die, naturally you desperately want to survive. ”

"Of course I want to live, and if I don't live, will I be framed by you again? ”

An Zilong smiled hideously, the meaning of his life is to take revenge, revenge on those who once framed him, and separated him from Yinxin.

"Shut up!"

Mr. Ruo was angered by An Zilong's words, or rather, he was annoyed and angry, and wanted to hide something.

Mr. Ruo spit out the dragon's breath again, and it happened that An Zilong also hated Mr. Ruo very much, and one person and one dragon fought in the sky above the lake island.

Under the island, Wu Jing, who was staring at Wu Ling's face, stood there and looked up at the fight between the two, her eyes flashing with worry.

She was worried that An Zilong would be defeated, but not because she cared, but because without An Zilong's protection, she would have nowhere to hide.

At this time, a person slowly walked out behind Wu Jing, who was also an acquaintance, Princess Lando, the murderer who caused Ming Yan and Ming Ran to be separated forever.

It turned out that she was not executed by An Zilong at all, and I don't know what method was used, but she was revived again, and she was always let by her side.

Lan Duo is the man in black who came into contact with the national teacher before, at that time, in order to disguise, she has not shown her face, and her voice has become neither male nor female.

She followed An Zilong and arranged everything for him to be resurrected.

Lan Duo saw Wu Jing's fake worry, and snorted coldly with disdain, Wu Jing turned her head and looked at Lan Duo angrily.

Wu Jing thinks that she is the descendant of An Zilong, and Lan Duo is just a dog by An Zilong's side, so why should she be disrespectful to herself.

If it weren't for her lack of ability, Wu Jing would have killed Lan Duo by herself, anyway, she was just a waiter, so it would be good to find another one.

Lan Duo didn't bother to talk to a brainless person like Wu Jing, she looked up at the battle situation above, and firmly believed that her master would win.

His master, the person she loves most in this life, there is no man in the world who is better than him, and the moment he rescues him, she is willing to give anything.

An Zilong's mana is strong, and Mr. Ruo gradually loses the upper hand, and after a few more rounds, he is accidentally injured.

Mr. Ruo's huge dragon body fell from the sky and smashed heavily into the lake, causing huge waves, and Wu Jing and Lan Duo on the shore quickly retreated.

An Zilong slowly fell from the sky, and Lan Duo and Wu Jing hurriedly stepped forward again, respectfully saluting and calling out to the master.

An Zilong straightened his sleeves with cold eyes, and then walked to the lake, Mr. Ruo has recovered his body, and he is floating on the lake on his back at the moment.

Beneath him was a blood-stained lake, and his face was calm, as if he had decided to die, and he had no intention of running away.

An Zilong looked at him coldly and snorted coldly:

"I'm not a sound heart, and I won't be soft-hearted because of your coquettish behavior. ”

"You keep saying that I framed you, and I made Yinxin resent you, but didn't you do anything to be sorry for her?"

Mr. Ruo sneered contemptuously, in fact, they are all the same, they are all murderers who forced Yin Xin to death, and no one is qualified to blame anyone.