"Demon King? In today's world, there are still demons who can break through the demon king? ”

A majestic and magnificent voice came out of Jiaolong's mouth.

"In this world, how can there still be dragons?"

Wang Xiaohei's mind is also confused for a while, and he is also eager to know, how can there be a dragon at the peak of the demon king under this island?

Below, Luo Sanpao and his party were about to pee.

Today, their worldview is really shattered.

Not only did I see a big monster comparable to an elephant that could talk, fly, and cast spells.

Now, seeing such a big dragon again, is the world they lived in before fake?

"Strange, strange, the aura in the world is still declining, why, you can break through to the Demon King Realm." Jiaolong said slowly.

"I am talented in the next generation, and I have some luck to get some treasures to be promoted to the demon king, what about you? And who? Wang Xiaohei asked.

"Talented? Indeed, your bloodline is unusual, and you can actually withstand my dragon might. ”

"However, the treasures that can make you promote to the Demon King must be very cherished."

"I look at your forehead mark, are you from the Maoshan faction? Are those old guys in Maoshan dead? Jiaolong said again.

"The old guy of the Maoshan faction? Who are you talking about? Is the head of Maoshan Jiuxiao a real person? Wang Xiaohei looked puzzled.

"Nine Heavens Real People? Who's that? I remember that when the king was asleep, the head of Maoshan seemed to be called Shaoji? Jiaolong said.

"How many years have you been asleep? It's 1919. Wang Xiaohei said.

"In 1919? What era name is this? This king only knows that when I fell into a deep sleep, it was the fifty-eighth year of Kangxi. Jiaolong replied.

"Fifty-eight years of Kangxi? Kangxi? During the Qing Dynasty? It's been at least a hundred years, right? Wang Xiaohei said in shock.

"Fifty-eight years of Kangxi. It was 1719, isn't this year exactly two hundred years? Hong Tianci below calculated in his heart, and then exclaimed.

"Two hundred years? It turns out that I have been asleep for two hundred years. Jiaolong's voice still carried a hint of sorrow.

"Two hundred years" Wang Xiaohei couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He didn't expect that this dragon would actually sleep here for two hundred years?

"I didn't expect that two hundred years have passed since I slept here."

"The aura of heaven and earth is still fading, it is even worse than two hundred years ago, in the future, where will we go?"

Jiaolong was very lonely in his heart, his strength at the peak of the demon king, even two hundred years ago, could dominate the world.

Even now, it can still dominate the world.

However, as long as he doesn't stay in a place with abundant spiritual energy, such as the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, then Jiaolong's strength will gradually decline.

until they fall to the peak of the demon general.

Now the upper limit of this world only allows the existence of the demon general level.

Wang Xiaohei is a bug, completely ignoring the rules of this world.

Wang Xiaohei also saw that this dragon didn't have too many emotions, so he talked to him.

After some conversation, Wang Xiaohei finally knew some secrets.

This Jiaolong, named Jiao Thirteen, was born in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, and is now five hundred and fifty-one years old.

He was originally just a descendant of a demon snake, ranked thirteen, and was given the name Snake Thirteen, and when he was born, he was at the level of a spirit.

He is extremely talented, and in just a hundred years, he has become a demon general-level strength.

Later, by chance, a cave was found at the bottom of the sea, and in it, there was a dragon palace.

He discovered the existence of dragon blood in the Dragon Palace, and after devouring it, he allowed his own bloodline to evolve, and finally spent thirty years successfully turning into a dragon.

In this way, it was directly renamed Jiao Thirteen.

After turning into a Jiao, he also got a part of the dragon inheritance, and cultivated directly to the peak realm of the demon king.

He had obtained enough resources in the Dragon Palace, enough for him to attack the realm of the Demon Emperor.

At this moment, he is only one hundred and thirty years old.

Subsequently, he used the resources in the Dragon Palace, and in two hundred years, he attacked the realm of the Demon Emperor five times, all of which ended in failure.

The resources in the Dragon Palace were also exhausted by him, and he also knew that it was not that his talent was not enough, nor that the resources were insufficient, but that in this world, the aura had subsided, and there could no longer be a strong man at the level of the Demon Emperor.

He consumed so many resources on the way, after all, it was a chicken and an egg.

He spent another twenty years traveling the world, but he could not find a way to break through.

Even, Jiao Thirteen also discovered that at this time, even the existence of the Demon King Realm could no longer appear.

He had also been to the underworld, which was full of ghosts and yin, and he couldn't stay in it for a long time.

In this way, I was a little depressed, and it took another year to find this spiritual vein, and I fell asleep here.

Originally, he would continue to sleep until the aura of the spiritual veins was exhausted.

However, Wang Xiaohei broke through the movement and breath of the demon king in the island, alarming the sleeping Jiao Thirteen.

Jiao 13 sensed the breath of the demon king, and naturally thought that the aura of this world had revived again, so he immediately woke up from his deep sleep.

He woke up hopefully, but was silent in disappointment.

"You just broke through not long ago, you didn't feel it before, now, you should feel it, the oppression from this world." Jiao Thirteen said slowly.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaohei was silent for a moment before nodding.

Yes, he did feel it, and when he broke through earlier, he felt extremely strong resistance.

In the end, he still broke through to the realm of the demon king, and at that time, there was no such feeling.

However, as he talked with Jiao Thirteen, he gradually felt a sense of rejection from the world.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"This sense of rejection will become stronger and stronger in the future, and it is because I feel this sense of rejection that I fall asleep here."

"Fortunately, there is a spiritual vein here, which will not weaken my strength, otherwise, I should only have the strength of the peak of the demon general." Jiao 13 said.

"By the way, you Maoshan has a cave blessed land, and there should be the ancestor of Maoshan in it."

"In the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, you can still enjoy the increase in life brought by cultivation."

"I'll do the math, it's been two hundred years, and that old guy shouldn't be dead yet, but it's almost there, just a few years." Jiao 13 said.

"Ethereal son? Is the Maoshan patriarch who refines the gods and returns to the void? Wang Xiaohei couldn't believe it.

"Well, refining the gods and returning to the void theoretically has a lifespan of five hundred years, and if you stay in the outside world, you have to cut it in half."

"As long as the Ethereal Spirit Son has not left the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, then, he is still alive now." Jiao 13 said.

Wang Xiaohei didn't reply, but there were many thoughts in his heart.

He didn't expect that there was still a blessed land in Maoshan Mountain, there were still ancestors alive, and there were still monks who refined the gods and returned to the void.

So, Jiuxiao Zhenren is not the strongest in Maoshan? Or, Jiuxiao Zhenren is the strongest on the surface, and secretly, there is an ancestor?

"Isn't that that the entire Spiritual Illusion Realm, there are still a lot of cultivators who refine the gods and return to the void? There is also a hidden demon king? ”

After understanding these secrets, Wang Xiaohei suddenly thought that there must be a hidden boss in the spiritual fantasy world.

Hearing this, Jiao Thirteen nodded and said: "Naturally, there are, those big sects in the Spiritual Illusion Realm basically have a blessed land, and it is still possible to support a monk who refines the gods and returns to the void." ”

"As for the demon king, I have been sleeping for two hundred years, I don't know how many there are, but I can be sure that there are at least two more demon kings." Jiao Thirteen said in a deep voice.

Wang Xiaohei nodded, and then asked, "Brother Jiao, what are your plans in the future?" Continue to sleep here? ”

Hearing this, Jiao Thirteen shook his head and said, "It's useless to sleep, this island has collapsed, and the land of spiritual veins has been destroyed. ”

"I've been practicing all my life, and I've been asleep for more than two hundred years, and the rest of the time, I also want to have a good trip to the world."

"Now that the land of China is relatively chaotic, you don't seem to be able to transform yet, how can you travel?" Wang Xiaohei said.

"Hehe, it's okay, I have mastered the magic power of change, and I can turn into a human form." Jiao 13 said with a smile.

The change magic power here is not to transform into a shape, but to become a human, just like the seventy-two changes of Sun Wukong, which can become many things.

Becoming a human is just a change in appearance, and the body is still a dragon.

When Wang Xiaohei heard this, his heart moved, and he hurriedly asked: "Brother Jiao, you have this magical power, I don't know if you can teach it to me?" ”

"Nope." Jiao 13 shook his head and said, "This is my natural ability, and I can't teach others. ”

When Wang Xiaohei heard this, he felt a little pity.

If he could learn this, he wouldn't have to worry about his size.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaohei thought of something, and asked again: "Brother Jiao, I don't know if you have a magical secret technique of varying sizes?" ”

"The size of the change? Well, there is a magical power: the size is as good as you like, and after cultivation, you can make your body bigger and smaller. ”

"However, this magic power can also be regarded as my magic power at the bottom of the box." After Jiao Thirteen finished speaking, he paused.

When Wang Xiaohei saw this, he also knew that this Jiao Thirteen didn't want to give it for nothing.

Wang Xiaohei thought about what he could take out of his body.

Immediately, his mind moved, and only the remaining three Xiao Pei Yuan Dan were taken out by him.

"How about three Pei Yuan Dan in exchange?" Wang Xiaohei said.

"You actually still have Pei Yuan Dan, but the medicinal power of this Pei Yuan Dan is no longer useful to me." Jiao Thirteen said.

Wang Xiaohei thought about it and took out another thunder talisman, "How about adding this thunder talisman?" ”

As soon as the thunder talisman was taken out, a trace of thunder bloomed around it from time to time, and at this glance, it was clear that the power of the thunder talisman was extremely terrifying.

"Huh? This is Maoshan's Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman? It's such a powerful breath, but I don't need to fight the enemy, even if I fight the enemy, I can't use this thunder talisman. ”

When Jiao Thirteen heard this, he shook his head again.

Wang Xiaohei was silent for a moment, and put all the things in the talisman into the Qiankun space in his body.

Then, he took out the talisman.

Asking for a monthly pass, there are still dozens of tickets left to break a thousand

(End of chapter)