‘……’

Jiuyu was speechless by the praise of the ink-dyed unicorn.

"Of course, if you really want to know the most fundamental reason why I chose you, I can tell you."

The ink-dyed Kirin stared at Jiu Yu, who was full of anticipation, with a pair of hot and red eyes like a melting pot, revealing a hint of emotion.

"Because, your scales are black."

‘……’

‘…… Yes? ’

Jiuyu was stunned for a long time when he heard the explanation of the ink-dyed unicorn, and he was able to come back to his senses, looking incomprehensible.

"As I said, it's up to me to whom this inheritance is given, and your calamity-heavy, ink-black scales are the first time I've ever seen anything but mine."

‘…… But this, it's too child's play! Jiuyu couldn't understand the idea of the ink-dyed Kirin, and he couldn't believe it.

"So ......"

"Do you think ink-dyed unicorns are common?"

"Do you think that the ink-dyed unicorn is a rui beast?"

"What do you think...... The calamity in the midst of auspiciousness will ......"

The ink-dyed unicorn suddenly interrupted his words as he spoke, and the huge beast head suddenly fell, clinging to Jiuyu's soul body, and said indifferently.

"Do you think that you, as the last ink in heaven and earth, can escape the fate of calamity?"

"I don't know how you, as Mo, escaped the curse of heaven and escaped the catastrophe."

"But, even if the current heaven and earth no longer reject your existence, with your talent to devour all things, the Heavenly Dao will eventually target you again."

"Will you be able to resist the hostility of the whole world?"

'Then accept your inheritance, don't you have to be afraid?' Jiuyu, who was in a heavy mood, stabbed back a little irritably.

As for what ink is, and why Heavenly Dao will kill himself in the future, this answer is already obvious.

Ink is naturally the name of the Jiuyu race.

And in the case of Jiuyu himself, if the ability to devour all things to sublimate himself has hundreds or thousands of the same existence, how can it not be called a calamity?

"Of course not."

"Accept my inheritance, you can at least hold on for a while longer, and die a more tragic and tragic death."

Looking at the little snake in front of him, the huge head of the ink-dyed unicorn showed a slightly playful smile.

‘…… So how do you do it? ’

After a moment of silence, Jiuyu asked with apprehension.

Since the ink-stained unicorn in front of him calls himself a calamity and is still alive and well, then his future is not a dead end.

But the ink-dyed unicorn also said that this is a prison......

"Me?" When the ink-dyed unicorn heard this, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Naturally, it is to use extreme violence to subdue this thief, so that he will never dare to anger me again."

"So, do you want to learn?"

Hearing the answer of the ink-dyed unicorn staring at the sky, Jiuyu was stunned for a while before waking up like a dream.

'I want to learn, master!' ’

"Very good, then you are my registered disciple!" Ink-dyed Kirin nodded with satisfaction when he heard Jiuyu's answer.

‘…… Ha? ’

'The eldest disciple is still named?' ’

Jiu Yu was stunned when he heard this, he had heard of the registered disciple, but what is the registered big disciple?

"Then not now."

The ink-dyed Kirin looked at Jiu Yu with a smile on his face, and he only felt extremely amused when he looked at the black snake full of surprise.

"Okay, stop laughing."

"This body standing in front of you is just my incarnation, and if you are lucky enough to see my deity, then you will be my first disciple."

"Now, accept the legacy of my incarnation."

didn't give Jiuyu time to speak, and at the center of the ink-dyed unicorn's eyebrows, a colorful black stream of light burst out, hitting Jiuyu's soul body.

And this is a small stream of light for the ink-dyed unicorn, but for Jiuyu, it is like the size of a mountain.

It was as if the black light of Mount Taishan had fallen and completely enveloped Jiuyu.

The black ball of light that Jiuyu was hiding was shrinking rapidly, and a huge amount of information and infinite knowledge were frantically poured into Jiuyu's soul.

"Good luck, my poor disciple." The ink-dyed unicorn looked at Jiuyu, who had been continuously supported and restored by the inheritance, sighed lightly, and sighed melancholy.

At the same time, in this dark place illuminated by golden light mist, a trace of inexplicable calamity power was rapidly expanding.

A catastrophe even more terrifying than the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was brewing, and his target was the unguarded Jiuyu below.

But the ink-dyed Qilin just frowned at the purple-black clouds in front of him, and scolded impatiently.

"Thief God, if you don't want to die, roll me round."

As the rebuke fell, the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation instantly rolled and wrapped into a ball, and then instantly dissipated and disappeared.

Only faint muffled thunder remained, as if expressing dissatisfaction, as if whispering begging for mercy.

In this regard, the ink-dyed unicorn snorted disdainfully, and then a subtle brilliance flashed in front of him, and a broken gourd like red jade and a few fragments of the broken Qiankun bracelet quietly emerged.

"Apprentice, this is your greeting gift."

As he spoke, a majestic demonic power that could cover the sky and the sun in the true sense overflowed from the body of the ink-dyed unicorn.

The originally golden clouds and mist were blown away by the demonic power, and all of them were extinguished, and the prison once again fell into darkness with no fingers in sight.

These demonic powers frantically poured into the broken gourd, and the original traces of the shattering were restored to their original integrity in the blink of an eye.

However, the broken runes hidden in the body of the gourd all dissolved, and they were rapidly reconstructed under the traction of demonic power.

At the same time, the dark golden runes were condensed by the convergence of a large amount of demonic power, and the runes that could be called a large number of runes were inconspicuously integrated into the body of the magic weapon like water droplets returning to the sea.

The gourd, which had absorbed the endless runes, switched endlessly from dark gold to crimson, but in the end, it was completely soaked in demonic power.

A few fragments of the Qiankun bracelet on the side were also instantly melted by the demonic power, turning into a milky white liquid that clinged to the mouth of the dark gold gourd, forming a white tassel.

After a long time, after the painstaking refining of the ink-dyed unicorn, a new gourd came out shockingly.

This is truly earth-shattering.

When the gourd was refined, purple-black clouds appeared in the dark sky again.

Moreover, the formation was extremely fierce, and it was a ninety-nine heavenly tribulation that could make countless Tribulation Period monks fearful.

It's a pity that even if the momentum of this heavenly tribulation is too fierce, it still doesn't have the ability to resist the ink-dyed unicorn.

I saw that the ink-dyed unicorn's furnace-like red pupils just swept over the Heavenly Tribulation, and the mighty thunderclouds instantly quieted down.

All the tribulation power dissipated, leaving only a huge amount of heavenly blessings, like a hundred rivers returning to the stream, turning into a purple river of light and pouring into the magic weapon.

The power exuded by the dark golden gourd also skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, it sublimated from a second-grade magic weapon to a ninth-grade spiritual treasure.

Even the speed of the skyrocketing power has not decreased in the slightest, singing all the way from the ninth product to the first product.

It only takes a moment, and after a few breaths, the gourd of this spirit treasure will be able to sublimate and break through again.

But this short moment is as far away as a tomorrow that will never come.

No matter how the power soars wildly, it is still stuck in the only trace of distance left.

"Failed, forget it, after all, it's demonic power, and it's still a little worse to cast immortal weapons...... Still, that's fine. ”

Looking at the gourd that failed to sublimate, the ink-dyed unicorn dispelled the idea of continuing to provide it with demonic power for sublimation.

Even under one of his gazes, the power of the original first-grade spirit treasure was falling rapidly.

It was only a moment, but after a few breaths, the dark golden gourd fell to the realm of a first-grade magic weapon again.

And the ups and downs of the realm did not make the magic weapon, which can be enlightened, lost.

On the contrary, the power that can be used at will makes it extremely comfortable and happy.

For example, although it was majestic and boundless, it was difficult to mobilize the slightest force, which made the machine spirit unbearable.

"Good, although it has been ten thousand years, my craft has not yet been jerky."

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to refine the immortal weapon once, but the road ahead has been paved and perfected, so it depends on how far my apprentice can cultivate you."

The ink-dyed unicorn looked at the dark golden wine gourd with satisfaction, and his mouth let out a burst of emotion.

A few more hours passed, and Kuyo finally recovered from his chaotic state.

"Apprentice, how about the supernatural power inheritance I gave you, are you still satisfied?"

The vicissitudes of laughter sounded, and the ink-dyed unicorn let out a low but deafening laugh as he looked at the dizzy Jiuyu.

'Very, strong...... Very strong! ’

Jiuyu subconsciously praised, and shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the dizzy state, although this action was useless.

"So, let's start preparing now." The ink-dyed Kirin looked at the shocked Jiuyu and nodded with a slight smile.

'Good...... But I don't have any flesh and blood anymore. Jiuyu nodded subconsciously, but sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry about this, that little imp has saved you from the last bit of life."

Then, without waiting for Jiuyu to ask questions, in front of his transparent soul body, a dry firewood that was more than a meter long and looked like a snake suddenly appeared.

'What is this...... My body? ’

'I, this, is this so miserable!' ’

At first, Kuyu hadn't reacted, but soon he realized the aura emanating from the only intact white scale.

"Be content, if it weren't for this little ghost, you wouldn't even want to keep an inch of charred corpses."

The ink-dyed Qilin looked at Jiu Yu, who was still not satisfied, with a funny look, if it weren't for the existence of the pure, how could the little demon who was only in the body refining realm leave a trace of life after the thirty-nine heavenly tribulations.

'Master, what should I do now?' ’

Feeling the bright and boundless road ahead, Jiuyu couldn't wait to ask the ink-dyed unicorn.

"Simple."

As he spoke, a majestic dark golden demonic power like a river falling from the Nine Heavens slapped Jiuyu's soul body into the scorched corpse.

At the beginning, the charred corpse did not change in the slightest, and its vitality seemed to be completely cut off.

But after a few breaths, the charred corpse, which was originally pitch black and scorched, suddenly trembled violently.