"You changed your robe." Song Qingxiao looked Yichang up and down carefully, and suddenly spoke.

Yichang nodded slowly, and the crown bands that fell on the left and right sides of his chest rubbed against the armor, making a slight 'Sisuo' sound.

At this time, he looks much older than before, but those eyes have been baptized by the years, but they are like the vast starry sky, adding to the unique mature demeanor that he does not have as a teenager.

The shoulders that were a little thin when he was in his twenties were even wider at this time, and with his extremely heavy dragon armor outfit, it was even more majestic!

"That robe has bound me for thousands of years." He said these words as if sighing: "Now when I take it off, it is like returning to the old days." ”

"If you take it off, can you still put it on?" Song Qingxiao tilted his head and asked him meaningfully.

Yichang was stunned, and then a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, making his majestic and solemn face show a bit of gentleness:

"Miss Song is really smart." A hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes, but then he shook his head: "Presumably the girl also knows that the skin bag is the cocoon that binds us. ”

The Soul Suppression clan was tormented back then, so they chose to merge with the evil dragon yin spirit, and introduced the evil dragon resentful spirit that would not disperse after death into their body, and then achieved a special reincarnation of their own, looking for a way to survive in these reincarnations.

Every few decades, the clansmen of the Soul Suppression clan are about to reach the end of the period, so they spin out silk cocoons with the soul qi in their bodies, wrap themselves in the cocoon, and wait for another reincarnation after the rebirth.

And every time this reincarnation is experienced, a layer of black cocoons will be formed, and finally turned into a skirt, firmly binding the soul suppression clan inside.

The cocoon is born with the soul suppressor, just like their scale armor, and the more times they are reborn, the tighter they will wrap them.

"Now I've been reincarnated twelve times." Yichang calmly told his secret, "The cocoon is getting thicker and thicker, and it is very difficult to take it off." ”

The cocoon contains a very strong demonic and vicious aura, and every day it is attached to it, it is corroding people's thoughts and wills.

"It takes a lot of perseverance to strip them away." Yichang looked at Song Qingxiao and said lightly:

"But if you don't take them off, they'll get thicker and thicker," he paused for a moment before he said, "so thick that I can't take them off anymore." ”

Song Qingxiao always felt that Yichang's words seemed to have a deep meaning, as if he wanted to pass on some news to her.

She thought of the situation she heard from Uncle Xiang, after Yichang saved Uncle Xiang, he told him some secrets of the Soul Suppression Clan, and did not make him tight-lipped, at that time she guessed that Yichang might want to pass on the news here through Uncle Xiang's mouth.

If Uncle Xiang really said that these people are for reincarnation and immortality, then they should be tight-lipped about the secrets of the clan, why would they be frank with an ordinary person who met for the first time?

At this time, when she heard Yichang's words, she couldn't help asking:

"What happens if you can't take it off?"

Yichang smiled slightly, and there was a hint of intimidation in his eyes:

"If the skirt is thick enough to be too thick for the Soul Suppressor to take it off, it will form a huge magic egg!" When he said this, his eyes looked at Song Qingxiao:

"And when the magic egg is broken, the black dragon that died back then will reappear in the world!"

This is the real secret of the Yichang people! Use itself as a container, like raising Gu, and raise the demon dragon yin soul in it.

With the decrease in the number of the Soul Suppression clan back then, Yichang led the clan to make an unprecedented change.

In order to avoid repeating the mistakes of his ancestors, he decided to lure the evil dragon's undispersed ghost into his body, suppress each other, and seek mutations!

The Soul Suppression clan followed the Yellow Emperor, and this group of brave clansmen had the means to slay dragons, and naturally their bodies also had the conditions to raise dragons.

Everything is mutually reinforcing, this sentence is true.

Yichang is a peerless talent with outstanding talent, after he took over the position of patriarch, during his reign, he led the clansmen to inhale all the demon dragon yin qi into his body.

"At that time, the sky was not so blue in the Yulun Realm." He seemed to remember the past, and when he said this, he showed nostalgia.

In fact, at this time, the sky of the Yulun Realm is not blue, and the perennial fog is always gray, covering the sky.

But when he took over the position of patriarch from his father, the yin aura at that time was even more weird and terrifying.

The sky here is covered with black smoke, there is never daylight, and in the thick yin qi, you can often see the extremely painful faces of those people who have long since 'died', and the hideous faces of those who have been tortured by demonic qi after their minds have mutated.

They died in great pain, and they will never rest after death.

These people used to be warriors who slay dragons, and their descendants were instructed by the Yellow Emperor to stay away from home without hesitation, trapped in this independent space isolated from the Three Realms, keeping in mind their mission before they died, but after death, their souls became the best nutrients to nourish the demon dragon!

At that time, the Yulun Realm was not so much a fairyland, but a real demon realm, like a netherworld.

Until Yichang was born!

The Soul Suppression clan made the decision to combine with the evil dragon Yin Soul, and after the Yin Qi was introduced into the body, and after paying a huge price, the ancestors who had been corrupted and tortured by the Demon Qi and never had peace could finally be liberated, and their souls could be scattered, and there was no need to repeat this endless suffering; The Yulun Realm, shrouded in darkness, gradually began to regain its clarity.

When day and night reappear in this small world, the former soul suppressor began to mutate.

But the price is that their blood begins to change color, and demonic energy gives them endless life, while the unattached dragon spirits are attached, sucking their souls and preparing for the real 'rebirth' to hibernate in the future.

"When that skirt is worn on the body, although it will bring endless life, it will also bring some remnants of Kowloon, affecting the body fused with demonic energy." Destroy good intentions and at the same time evoke the darkest things in the depths of the human heart.

So Yichang said that when he took off that 'bondage', he was extremely relaxed.

Although he said that it was easy, Song Qingxiao could imagine that it must have been extremely difficult for him to take off the 'shackles' that had enveloped him for thousands of years.

The twelve 'reincarnations' made the black cocoon's dress fused with him, and if he wanted to peel it off, it would be as if he had peeled off the scales, and it should be extremely painful.

At the same time, his immortality can also be said to be brought about by demonic qi in a certain aspect, so after that demonic qi is stripped away, he will naturally return to his original appearance, and he will no longer be the same as before.

Song Qingxiao thought of this, and couldn't help frowning, Yichang did this, it was like fighting against the water, no matter after the war, the Soul Suppression clan won with her and Xiangsi, he couldn't live anymore.

After all, as he said, it was 'easy' to take off the black callon, but it was difficult to put it on again.

His spirit and will have been fighting against the demonic qi for thousands of years, I am afraid that he has already been crumbling, if it were not for the extraordinary perseverance of his own will, I am afraid he would not have survived for so many years.

But after a thousand years, the influence of these demonic qi on him should be very deep, the two are entangled, and now they are forcibly separated, I am afraid that it will already hurt his roots, plus he is not young, and after the war, it will exhaust his physical vitality, so Chu Rong and others will show such a sad look.

But what was his purpose in doing so? Today's Dragon King Festival, what does the Soul Suppression Clan want?

She and Xiang Si are the two sacrifices? Or something else?

Yichang's soft sigh made Chu Rong and the others, who were still sobbing quietly, suddenly cry loudly.

In the midst of the cry of 'whimpering', the black gas on the huge drums on the left and right sides not far in front of him suddenly flew up as if sensing this sad atmosphere.

Several streams of black gas wrapped around one place, suddenly formed a climate, and turned into a long black snake about ten meters long, and soared into the air with a 'whoosh'.

As soon as the two long black snakes met in mid-air, the mist attracted each other and quickly merged, and in an instant, they expanded and grew in size again and again, and their bodies were more than doubled, and they merged into a vague black dragon shadow nearly thirty meters long.

This scene made Xiang Si's face change.

The shadow of the black dragon was blessed by the sound of drums, and its momentum was suddenly extremely high, and the huge mouth opened, and a fierce roar full of violent aura swept towards all directions like a howling wind.

The black shadow circled in the air, and the black mist on the drums on both sides involuntarily converged into its body.

The black totems on the faces of Chu Rong and the others suddenly came to life and began to accumulate rapidly on their faces.

The mist was like a Gu worm, rushing out and disappearing in their cheeks and eyes, as if it had tightened their heads, and everyone's faces showed a look of struggle.

Some people with a little weaker willpower turned blank after a while, and their eyes, which should have been pitch black, actually faintly revealed a strange blue.

Hideous, blood-hungry, ferocious—

Several emotions were transmitted from their eyes, and they were sensed by the black shadow hovering high above their heads, and this emotion seemed to have become its nourishment, making its breath more arrogant and domineering, and after letting out a long groan, it was as if it sensed something, and it swung its huge head, and actually raised a pair of giant claws, and rushed straight in the direction of Yichang!

The wind blew a black mist in the sky, turning into a swift air stream that blew in the direction of the temple.

The demonic qi in the airflow is extremely strong, and these demonic qi have extremely strong lethality, scraping the top of Xiangsi's head, making her body feel as if she has been pricked by needles.

The black shadow was menacing, and Xiang Si's complexion changed, and he thought that it was a sneak attack by someone from the Soul Suppression Clan, so he immediately couldn't be afraid of it, and forcibly summoned his natal soul beast-

'Shhh ’

A large black python emerged from above her head, opening its jaw, revealing its long, sharp fangs, and spitting out forked letters.

But the black shadow flew straight over his head, as if he hadn't noticed the existence of Xiangsi and Song Qingxiao at all, and rushed towards the direction of Yichang with a roar.

Under the swift current, his crown and belt were blown 'rattling', and the countless dragon scales worn on the armor seemed to be summoned, and the 'ding bell' rang out.

"Humph!"

At this moment, Yichang's expression was cold, and a sharp sharpness burst out of his eyes.

The momentum of his whole person changed sharply, like a god of war, his emaciated palm clenched the tall bone staff, his lips pursed, he lifted it up hard, and then slammed it to the ground!

'Boom! ’

As the bone staff fell to the ground, a deafening sound sounded, and a strange syllable came out of Yichang's mouth:

"Whew!"

As soon as the syllable came out, a vast aura burst out from the bone staff, and only the sound of 'hum-' was heard, which was obviously not loud, but it was the impact of Zhihai, which was particularly unbearable.

The momentum slammed outward, like a drop of water falling into the calm water, rippling through layers of ripples, and the ripples rushed towards the fierce and abnormal black shadow.

The black shadow that looked menacing before, was impacted by this force, and suddenly let out a miserable wail, and the 'whoosh' dispersed, and then the formed dragon body 'bang' turned into black mist one by one, and dispersed in mid-air.

The afterglow turned into a gust of wind, whistling and rolling around.

The dark totems on the faces of those soul suppression clans suddenly seemed to show cowardice under this momentum, and they were still extremely arrogant before, and they were all over the place at this time, and as if they had been hit hard, the color was a little dull.

Originally, some of the clansmen who had lost their souls seemed to be drunk by someone under the syllable of Yichang, and their eyes gradually returned to clarity, and after they came back to their senses, some people showed shame.

"Father-"

Once the black totem on Chu Rong's face was restricted, his whole person seemed to be relieved, but as soon as he looked up at Yichang, he suddenly exclaimed.

At this time, Yichang was still standing there, like a general guarding the city, but at this time, he was about ten years older than before, his originally straight back was slightly bent, and his emaciated cheeks were even thinner.

Seeing him shouting, Yichang couldn't help but raise a hand to stop what he was about to say.

Originally, some of the clansmen who had lost their souls seemed to be drunk by someone under the syllable of Yichang, and their eyes gradually returned to clarity, and after they came back to their senses, some people showed shame.

"Father--"

Once the black totem on Chu Rong's face was restricted, his whole person seemed to be relieved, but as soon as he looked up at Yichang, he suddenly exclaimed.

At this time, Yichang was still standing there, like a general guarding the city, but at this time, he was about ten years older than before, his originally straight back was slightly bent, and his emaciated cheeks were even thinner.

Seeing him shouting, Yichang couldn't help but raise a hand to stop what he was about to say.