"You ......" The Netherworld God Emperor was speechless for a while, and then said, "Then the Emperor will tell you about my background." ”

"In ancient times, there was no shortage of powerful people in the heavens and the earth who had some supernatural powers, and they held the power to rule this world. However, just because of some disputes and wars at the beginning, we touched the wrath of the gods and caused the catastrophe, and we, as supernatural beings, all fell. Thankfully, I was sealed here because of a conspiracy, so I was able to leave this remnant soul behind. ”

After listening to his narration, the prison dragon was a little surprised as if in a dream, in ancient times, the realm of supernatural powers was simply a legendary story. He asked tremblingly, "If you tell me this, it won't be because you don't have any good intentions!"

"Hmph, indeed. This emperor has been sleeping here for a thousand years, and today you have disturbed my purity, and the consequences are very serious!"

"Why, you don't want to kill you, do you... I'm telling you I'm pretty good!"

"Oh, it's not a little waste in the body refining realm, what's so powerful?" the Nether God Emperor asked playfully, "But this emperor still wants to thank you, if it weren't for your spiritual power to nourish me, this emperor wouldn't have recovered so quickly." ”

As soon as the words fell, the blood-red eyes gradually disappeared. When it reappeared, it was a gray-black flame with blood-red eyes. It floated in mid-air, burning under the Helldragon's astonished and angry gaze.

"Boy, are you interested in worshipping me as a teacher?"

"Not interested. "As long as you return the spiritual power you owe me." Seeing the appearance of the Prison Dragon, the Nether God Emperor smiled, "To be honest, your potential is not in cultivating spiritual power at all. Rather, forge the body. ”

Sensing the Prison Dragon's puzzled gaze, the Nether God Emperor continued, "Do you know why your own cultivation speed is so slow?"

"Well, all I know is that I've been sick since I was a child. The Hell Dragon said truthfully, and the Nether God Emperor continued: "The weakness and sickness are mostly due to the power from hell contained in your body, which is also your divine flame - Ghost King Yan. ”

The Prison Dragon stared incredulously at the black flame in the palm of his hand, which was also the Ghost King Yan, and said softly: "It turns out that my body has been weak all the year round, all because of it?" If you're not mistaken, it's supposed to come from your current Flame God Clan. ”

Hearing the three words of the Flame God Clan, the Prison Dragon trembled. He didn't know anyone from the Flame God Clan, and now he had a deep hatred. The only person who was able to give this flame to him when he was a child was his mother was the only one who could give him this flame!

"Mother...... Mother ......"

Looking at the stunned Prison Dragon, the Netherworld Emperor said: "If you insist on cultivating spiritual power, I can return the spiritual power to you, but if you choose to forge your body, I can help you be reborn, let you have the power of hell, and even become the pinnacle powerhouse in this world." ”

"I chose the path that my mother chose for me. The prison dragon muttered to himself, and then knelt on the ground, "Junior prison dragon, meet the master." ”

"Helldragon?...... a good name"

"Master, with Ghost King Yan, will I be able to defeat the people of the Flame God Clan?"

"It's no exaggeration to say that this flame of yours was only a seventh-rank divine flame in my time, and it is not much different from this third-order divine flame Netherworld Divine Fire where this emperor lives!" "The Netherworld God Emperor still said jokingly, "However, with this seventh-rank flame, it shouldn't be a problem to eliminate just one Flame God Clan. ”

After listening to the words of the Netherworld God Emperor, the Prison Dragon's heart was somewhat surging, and it shouldn't be a problem to eliminate just one Flame God Clan...... You must know that in the Sealed Cloud Realm, the Flame God Clan is an extremely top-notch force!

In the vast purple darkness, the young man floated in the air, bursts of demonic energy eroded into his body, and under the rotten skin were sections of slightly fragile white bones. Another black flame swept through him, and the white bones gradually became soft and turned into white foam. At this moment, a bone carved with strange patterns was inserted into his body.

"Ghost Wang Yan can continuously strengthen your body, help you improve your tenacity, and even gain immortality!" With the young man's painful roar, the Nether God Emperor said again, "These one hundred and eight god and demon bones will gradually fit into your body under the urging of Ghost Wang Yan, Prison Dragon, hold on, don't let the teacher down!"

"Master," the Prison Dragon roared through gritted teeth, "in less than three months, the apprentice will be reborn." ”

"Hahaha! Emperor Yan, Emperor Yan, I don't think you would have guessed that thousands of years later, the descendants of your clan would actually worship under my door!"

......

As the sun sets, the clouds on the mountain tops shroud the distance and are rendered golden by the sun. The evening breeze blew through the pretty face, and Wen Xuan stood on the hillside. Ignoring the somewhat messy bangs that were blown by the wind, she clasped her hands to her chest, and her two big watery eyes stared into the distance.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, she is in the cardamom years, and she has a beauty that only belongs to a girl. And this kind of pretty, fresh and refined, naturally attracted a lot of hot eyes.

"Worthy of being the goddess of our Ancient Cloud Sect!

"Not to mention her beauty, during the big competition in the sect last year, she ranked first with the strength of Qi Refining Eightfold!"

"What? It's even stronger than Senior Brother Lianjie?"

After hearing the old disciple's narration, some of the new disciples couldn't help but add a little admiration to their eyes when they looked at Wen Xuan. Some people even asked with a sneer: "Do you say that many people have admiration for Senior Sister Wen Xuan?"

"I don't know, don't talk nonsense, Senior Sister Wen Xuan and Senior Brother Lian Jie have grown up together in the sect since they were children, they are childhood sweethearts, and they are in love, it is said that the sect master intends to match the two of them together!"

After listening to the words of another veteran disciple, everyone couldn't help but laugh at themselves: "Alas, it seems that we have no chance!"

"Chongxin, what are you discussing with the junior disciples there?" another veteran disciple stepped forward with a smile, "Why is it so enthusiastic?"

"Hehe, second senior brother, you're back......"

"Don't you hurry up and practice, do you want to be scolded by the sect master?" Facing Chongxin's usual hippie smile, Second Senior Brother Ling Tan shook his head and ordered at them.

"Sooner or later, the juniors and disciples will be spoiled by you!"

With that, he turned around and walked straight to Wen Xuan's side on the hillside in the distance.

"Senior Sister Wen Xuan, the sect master asked you to come over!" As he spoke, he lowered his head with a heavy face and whispered a few words to Wen Xuan. After listening to Ling Tan's words, Wen Xuan's face added some worry without a trace, and the flowers and plants around her were all shrouded in ice fog and instantly frozen.

"Ice Messenger......"