The dimly lit corridor was in tatters, and the three vines stood motionless as if they had been immobilized by someone, but their vitality was all gone, and the Void True Flame burned their lives.

The fat man was a little stunned when he hugged Xiao Ming, what the Void True Yan said was right, Xiao Ming's life and death were indeed in his hands, but if he saved himself, his identity would be exposed.

The days he spent with Xiao Ming were not long, but he could be called the most meaningful of all the time he spent, although Xiao Ming could not be called a big brother in his heart, but he could be called a brother.

In the past, the word "brother" could never have appeared in his mind, which was the sadness of the race. But now, his brother is in his arms, and his life and death are also in his own hands, and it is up to him to save or not.

The fat man could feel that the heat in Xiao Ming's body was rapidly dissipating, which also meant that his life was gone, and if he was not rescued, there was only a dead end.

Looking at Xiao Ming, the fat man's eyes were a little moist, "Since you can save me, then why can't I save you, don't let others say that my dragon clan is ungrateful!" The fat man said softly, and then sighed again, "What is the glory of my clan, or the brother is real!"

"Ang-" The fat man's purple-gold eyes shone brightly, and a dragon groan came out of his mouth.

The narrow corridor was filled, and the fat man turned into a pitch-black dragon, the golden dragon horns faintly formed a crown on his head, and the pitch-black scales were glowing with cold light in this dim condition, but the fly in the ointment was that his body was covered with criss-crossing wounds, which were obviously left by the battle just now.

He opened his mouth, and a purple-gold bead was spit out by him, Demon Pill! It is regarded as a life-saving item by the demon clan, to put it bluntly, it is the soul pill, without it, no matter how powerful the demon clan is, it will become an ordinary beast, lose its intelligence, lose its skill, and become a walking corpse.

It raised its claws and swept towards Xiao Ming's body, and the demon pill was controlled by him and unhindered into Xiao Ming's chest.

"Cough!" Xiao Ming coughed violently, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

His face showed an extremely uncomfortable feeling, and his chest cavity shook regularly, as if something was squirming in his chest.

The fat man's purple-gold eyes are also gradually darkening over time, the demon pill is the crystallization of his life, and he relied on the life essence in this demon pill to save Xiao Ming, so the fat man is naturally very consumed.

"Knock knock ......" as if something was being beaten, a fierce sound of war drums came out of Xiao Ming's body, his face gradually became ruddy, the demon pill essence is naturally the best healing thing in this heaven and earth, especially the demon pill of the dragon clan, which has the effect of reversing the sky.

Looking at Xiao Ming's face, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, this time it was a big loss, and what benefits were not reaped but were greatly reduced.

"Collect!" he snorted, and with a wave of the dragon's claws, he wanted to take the demon pill back.

"Knock knock!" Suddenly, his body shook, as if his heart was about to be torn apart, and the severe pain rushed straight to his soul, and a mouthful of dragon blood spurted out directly and splashed Xiao Ming's body.

"Why is this happening? My demon pill!" the fat man looked at Xiao Ming, who was covered in dragon blood, in disbelief.

"Knock knock!" Xiao Ming's body squirmed strangely, and the dragon's blood drilled into Xiao Ming's body like a small earthworm, and every one of his acupoints was like a small whirlpool, and those who came did not refuse.

"Coo!" There was a sound of water from the depths of Xiao Ming's body, as if something was constantly pouring into a deep well.

Slowly, Xiao Ming's body actually floated up out of thin air, and the dragon's blood wrapped his body like a bright red cocoon. The blood cocoon wriggled regularly, like a heart.

The fat man stared blankly at Xiao Ming's blood cocoon, he didn't know what was going on, but for some reason, he actually had a trace of contact with Xiao Ming, and this connection was constantly increasing.

Layers of white silk threads suddenly appeared on the surface of the "Dong Dong ......" blood cocoon, and the silk threads were extremely sticky and extremely tough, and even a little thick hair could make the fat man completely unable to tear them apart.

"What is this?" the fat man swung his dragon claws to cut the thin threads, but there were more and more thin threads, and gradually the fat man wrapped the whole thing, and the fat man had no time to cut the silk threads.

In the long and narrow corridor, a huge cocoon floated strangely, and a heartbeat like a war drum sounded in the distance.

Silk threads connect them to the corridor.

Far away in a pitch-black abyss.

In an immensely magnificent palace, a man in a black robe sits on the temple with his eyes closed, and below him is a seat carved entirely from an unknown black stone, inlaid with countless purple runes, and two dragons coiled on the armrests to add an indescribable majesty.

Suddenly, the man's eyes opened, and a coercion that seemed to come to hell suddenly came, and a purple-gold halo radiated from the man's center to all directions.

"Ah Meng! how could it be?" the man was extremely angry, and a green tendon in his right hand that seemed to have no strength stood out, "Bang!" The handrail burst open, the broken crystals were scattered everywhere, and the ground was easily rubbed out of deep ravines.

"My Emperor!" suddenly ripples rippled in the air, and a man walked out of thin air and knelt down.

"Go, show me, who dares to sign a contract with the prince and bring him back to me. The black-robed man threw a crimson crystal at the man.

"This ...... This is the branding of the prince!" The man looked at the crystal in his hand and was shocked.

"That's right, go ahead, if anyone wants to be unfavorable to the prince, you should know what to do!" the black-robed man turned around, and a sharp light flashed in his purple-gold eyes.

"Yes!" the man replied, and then his body shook and disappeared.

"Hmph, I want to see who has the courage to do this......" The black-robed man flicked his sleeves, a purple light flashed, and the seat in front of him actually rotated, and slowly, a pitch-black hole was revealed in the ground, and a row of stairs stretched from the front of the man to the depths of the black hole, and I don't know where it leads.

At the bottom of the lake, in the wooden palace.

The ground shook slightly, "Knock knock...... Knock knock ......" The sound of a war drum heartbeat echoed throughout the palace.

The depths of darkness.

"Bang!" as if something was rubbing against each other's bodies, dozens of thick vines rubbing against each other, and the barbs on them actually rubbed sparks against each other.

"Giggle...... vines spread out to both sides, a huge mouth opened and closed, and the dark teeth were like sharp jagged teeth, and the crystal saliva hung next to the jagged teeth revealing an extremely dangerous feeling.

In the corridor, "hiss-" With a long tearing sound, a pair of long claws with a metallic texture broke out of the cocoon.

Metallic scales quickly grew from Xiao Ming's limbs, back, and neck, his long black hair grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, a pair of dragon wings pierced his back and grew out bloodily, a pair of purple-gold eyes were full of majesty, he stood upright in the void, his eyes looked down like a king who ruled the heavens.

The fat man was gone, and disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared.

"Fatty, fatty, where are you?" Xiao Ming also discovered this problem.

"I'm on you!" Suddenly, a voice sounded out of thin air on Xiao Ming's body.

"Where am I?" Xiao Ming was a little puzzled.

"This ...... What's going on?" Xiao Ming looked at his body and was startled.

"I want to ask you, how did I get into your fuse? The fat man's voice sounded in Xiao Ming's ears.

"Fusion!Fat man, are you kidding me, how do the two big men fuse?Anyway, where are you, fat man?" Xiao Ming waved his paw twice in the air, as if he thought it was very interesting.

"What I'm saying is true, I'm on you. "The fat man was very depressed, how could there be so many things when he was just saving someone.

"Fatty, don't be funny, come out quickly, besides, even if you and I are combined, how can we be like this......", suddenly Xiao Ming's brain was sober, and he was excited, "Wait, this look...... Fat...... Fatty, you won't be from the demon clan!" Xiao Ming was in a cold sweat.

In Xiao Yi's memory, people can only mutate in two situations, the first is their own bloodline, there are some abnormalities in the body under the inheritance of the family, and the other is the fusion of the demon race and the human race, and this situation is indeed almost impossible, because humans and the demon race are inherently enemies, and the prerequisite for fusion is the mutual recognition of the two, so this possibility is almost unrealistic.

However, Xiao Ming judged through the memories left by Xiao Yi that his bloodline was absolutely not inherently different from ordinary people, so the first possibility was ruled out, and only the second possibility remained.

"Hehe, Demon Clan? Yes, I am the Demon Clan, and besides, I am the future emperor of the Demon Clan!" the fat man suddenly laughed, there was some desolation in that laughter, and the brothers he had just met were going to turn against each other again? As the prince of the Demon Clan, he understood the hatred between the Human Race and the Demon Clan for nearly 10,000 years.

The fat man's voice was very loud, forming an echo in the empty corridor, Xiao Ming stood in the void, and there was no sound at all in the corridor for a while.