"This is also the last hope of Baijia Village, watch my Prison Dragon break through the refining body!Come on!"

Spiritual empowerment, the prison dragon worked hard to absorb the spiritual power that surrounded him, so many years of tempering in the ice pool have given him extraordinary endurance, plus his shoulders are burdened with the mission of avenging Baijia Village, so he will always persevere, even if he will fail in the end, he will not give up. You must know that with his physique, not only may he not succeed, but there is also a high chance of being counterattacked by spiritual power. To put it simply, it's his life at risk.

Weeks passed, above the ruins of Baijia Village.

"The people of the Flame God Clan are so arrogant!"

"Do you really regard Fengyun Realm as their own home?"

Seeing this dilapidated scene, a small group of people couldn't help but be indignant. If there were others here, they would definitely be extremely surprised, because this group of people were all wearing yellow uniforms embroidered with cloud patterns, and they were obviously from the Ancient Cloud Sect.

Looking at it, their strength was generally around the sevenfold realm of qi refining, and the man at the head had stepped into the realm of the ninefold of qi refining not long ago. This kind of strength, this kind of realm, if it weren't for this tragedy, it wouldn't have appeared here anyway.

The man at the head is named Lian Jie, and he is the elder brother of these people.

Not long ago, the City Lord's Mansion of Motie City received the news of the bloodbath in Baijia Village, so they immediately sent people from their affiliated sect, the Guyun Sect, to investigate the matter.

"Senior brother, the brothers have searched all over this place, but none of them survived!" a disciple reported. Shaking off the dust on his clothes, he asked again, "Shall we retreat first and report this matter to the sect master?"

Lian Jie looked around, and after noticing anything unusual, he nodded, and gave an order, "Withdraw!" When everyone heard this, they all returned to the team.

......

On the ice pool, the young man suddenly opened his clear eyes, and a little strange light bloomed.

"Why, how could this be!" The corners of the prison dragon's mouth twitched, and he muttered to himself, "Just now, it was obviously absorbed by me just now,"

"Why, it's coming out of my body again?"

"This is the last hope of the villagers!" The bright eyes were filled with tears, thinking of his father whose whereabouts were unknown, thinking of Grandpa Guangshan, and thinking of the villagers who once loved each other...... The Prison Dragon suddenly roared like a madman, "Why!"

"Why, why do I have to bear everything this shit!"

As the Prison Dragon became hysterical, the frozen ice around the ice pool suddenly cracked, and before the Prison Dragon could react, the water rushed upwards and quickly engulfed him.

In the next second, bursts of gray-black flame spiritual power came from the ice pool, blackening the surrounding flowers and trees.

What caught his eye was a dark purple light, just when the prison dragon wondered what kind of place this was, there were suddenly a few cold swishing sensations behind him, and he looked back cautiously, there was actually a black shadow attacking him, the prison dragon exclaimed, "What's the situation!" and then subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, only to see a black flame coming from his palm, turning into a fire sword and stabbing at the black shadow in front of him, the black shadow instantly twisted his body, and then disappeared.

The prison dragon played with the black flame in the palm of his hand, surprised and delighted. Although he didn't know the origin of this black fire, he believed that it should be related to the fire in his body. This feeling made him very happy, and the depression he had suppressed for many years seemed to be released.

Seeing more and more black shadows flashing in front of him, the corners of the prison dragon's mouth raised slightly, the fire in his palm flickered, and he was ready to face the battle. It's just that he didn't notice that his originally clear eyes had gradually been replaced by turbid blood.

"Come on!"

The dark shadows receded in waves, and came again. Faced with such a tricky situation, he searched for the feeling just now, and his mind moved, and he conjured up dozens of black fire swords. The corners of his mouth chuckled, and with the dance of his hands, he saw that the fire sword was like a broken bamboo, and everywhere he went, the black shadow disappeared in an instant.

The black shadow dodged under the attack of the Prison Dragon, and after a few rounds, it formed a huge formation as if there was a tacit understanding, trapping the Prison Dragon. I saw a huge "Hades" character appear in the formation, exuding a blue-purple light, and any black shadow that was illuminated by the light became very robust and rushed towards the Prison Dragon with agility, and the Prison Dragon sighed secretly: Damn, how could their strength have increased to a whole level!

"It's not fun!"

A black shadow in front of him swung his fist, and the prison dragon punched in a panic, and actually blasted the other party out more than ten meters away. He looked at his hands in disbelief, and when he was a little depressed, someone suddenly hit him in the back of the chest, and he turned sharply, and found that he was fine.

"It seems that the years of soaking in the ice pool are also useful. Coming to this conclusion, the Prison Dragon reassured himself to summon the flames again, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

About two hours passed, wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead, he felt that his scalp was numb, he didn't expect that the use of flames would consume so much physical strength. Just when he felt a little outnumbered and resolutely fled to one place, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in the vast dark purple in front of him, and at this time, the black image behind the prison dragon was given some order, and it suddenly dissipated.

"Who is it, trespassing on the realm of my Nether God Emperor!"

Under the pressure of this powerful soul, he could not move. Let the blood-red eyes slowly approach him, suddenly small, suddenly large, suddenly near, suddenly far, suddenly clear, suddenly fluttering. As it moved, the Prison Dragon suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood, and after this smell, there was a feeling of hell. It felt like a summon, causing a black flame to leap in the dragon's eyes.

The huge blood-red eyes trembled slightly at the same time, and a voice of vicissitudes came from the depths of the darkness: "Oh." You're here......"

Looking at the pair of blood-red eyes that gradually became unwavering, although the prison dragon was a little scared, he still pretended to be very confident and asked, "Big, big red eyes, who are you!"

After a long time, the voice of reply slowly came from the opposite side: "Hahaha, this emperor is the Netherworld God Emperor who shocked the world thousands of years ago!"

"Nether God Emperor?" the prison dragon looked at the darkness in front of him in a daze, and said to himself in his heart: Listening to the voice, he should be an uncle.

Seeing the stunned appearance of the prison dragon, the Netherworld God Emperor in the dark place said proudly: "Hmph, boy, I'm afraid!"

"I'm sorry, I don't seem to know you......"