"There is a great deal of bloodline inheritance between the various races in the upper realm, and most of the half-bloods are waste wood, and there is no one in ten thousand who can carry two bloodlines to inherit, and the chaos clan has long been beaten as a criminal slave, like this kind of hybrid, naturally not welcomed."

Canglong said, but he suddenly smiled, his eyes were cold, and his hoarse voice was greedy,

"I remember that the dragon clan and the celestial race married thousands of years ago, but in the end, the queen of heaven gave birth to a little green dragon with a chaotic bloodline, which almost caused a war between the two clans, but I don't know if this Murong Chuxue is this green dragon."

Although the Celestial Race kept silent about this, and did not hesitate to slaughter the entire Fengzhou in order to cover up the news, some news eventually flowed out.

The concubine who had just been married for less than a hundred years, that is, the holy daughter of the dragon clan, committed suicide, the patriarch of the celestial clan stepped down from retreat, and the dragon clan and the celestial clan began to hunt down and kill one person together, slaughtering the chaos clan, how can these news not make people think too much?

That little green dragon has a special bloodline, and since birth, it has carried the curse of the celestial race and the dragon clan, if it can't reverse the destiny of heaven and cultivate into an immortal king, it will be doomed to die early if it surpasses the sages of the two races, and the soul will not be reincarnated in the world.

If Murong Chuxue is, now that a thousand years have passed, then she doesn't have much time to live, and it's no wonder that Yuheng wants to trick her into ascending to the upper realm even if she doesn't hesitate to disperse.

It's just that after entering the upper realm, whether she can continue to hide her identity and avoid being chased by the two clans is unknown.

It's a pity that now its cultivation has not been restored, and Murong Chuxue has two god protectors, Yuheng and Changli, and he can't devour them.

So, this Canglong set his eyes on Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu, who were dreaming under the big chun tree.

"Devour him, too."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold, this Chu Yanshu was also a Chaos Spirit Root, with the bloodline of the Chaos Clan, devouring him would also be of great benefit to his exercises and cultivation!

Moreover, now Pei Jingxing in front of this mountain is competing with the people of the Danyin Sect, and no one pays attention to what is going on Cangyun Mountain.

And Changli Jianzun went to protect Murong Chuxue again, and at this moment, there was no one on Cangyun Mountain.

Xie Kun looked in the direction of Cangyun Mountain, moved his steps from the crowd, and walked in the direction of the enchantment.

Not far away, Lu Changsheng squinted his eyes slightly, raised his steps and followed.

“.”

Under the gloomy sky, blood flowed along the cracks of the reef, and the salty sea breeze blew the rancid smell of corpses, Sang Luo opened his eyes, looked at this scene and bent down and vomited.

The corpses were all over the field, and not far away, there were several low-level demons who were eating the corpses of the monks.

What the hell is this place?

The ancestor wanted her to dream, why did he send her here?

The low-level demons not far away smelled the breath of the living, raised their heads from the pile of corpses one by one, looked in the direction of Sangluo, and then, bared their fangs and rushed over.

Sang Luo was disgusted by this group of things, and as soon as he vomited, he summoned Feng Li's sword, swept through with a sword, and killed a group of low-level monsters.

A fine light rain began to fall from the sky, dripping onto the skin and instantly corroding the overflowing spiritual breath.

Sang Luo looked at his hand and was stunned for a moment, this rain would actually corrode the aura?

She raised her hand and raised a spiritual shield above her head, looking back at the sea in the distance.

This shore is littered with corpses and dry bones.

Is this a battlefield of humans and demons?

Sang Luo's heart trembled, and he looked at the disciple card on the ground, on which were written the four words Kunwu Sword Sect.

The first more ~

Immediately reveal the secret of Xiao Chu's past life~

(End of chapter)