From the dragon to the hidden dragon nine people are the ancestral dragon with their own essence and blood creation, can be described as the real bloodline inheritance of the ancestral dragon, legend has it that when the second dragon came to the world, the world is dim and obscurant, the yin and dark aura under the nine shadows has an unprecedented change, the ancestral dragon is not worried but happy after seeing it, and reaches out to grab the essence of the yin and the earth between the young dragon who has just been born, and then gives the name with the word "underworld",

Since the birth of the Dark Dragon, he has been cultivating under the Nine Shadows, worshipping under the Styx Ancestor, who is a close friend of his father.

At that time, there was already a little friction between the dragon and the phoenix, and the dark dragon was born to see that the phoenix clan was unhappy, in order to improve his strength, he did not hesitate to practice in the sea of blood for countless years, and when he was most painful, the flesh and blood of the scale armor were swallowed by the sea of blood, leaving only three reverse scales, a heart and the skeleton of the white forest were protected by the ancestor of the Styx River himself, and then with the help of the infinite blood of the Netherworld Blood Sea and the strong recovery ability of the dragon clan itself, he reshaped the dragon body. This has been going on and on for thousands of years, until he became an adult, and then the waves of the sea of blood could no longer damage him in the slightest, and since then, the "Phoenix Heavenly Fire", which ranked second in the flood wilderness, could not make him have a trace of burning marks on the black armor of his body, so that he could be regarded as a dragon body master.

Even in the entire dragon clan, his physical strength was only below that of his father, Emperor Ancestral Dragon, and even his eldest brother Canglong, who was at the peak of his life, was not as hard as his dragon body.

The mana of the Styx Dragon is also extremely strong, with the innate Yin and Netherworld aura, and concurrently cultivates the unique technique of the Styx Ancestor: "Blood River", the body has molted and reborn countless times in the sea of blood, and directly cultivated the Blood River Technique to the second level in the world, which is only slightly weaker than the Styx Ancestor.

For someone who is so ruthless to himself, of course, it is impossible to be merciful to the enemy, not to mention that the enemy is the Phoenix clan that he hates the most.

When the beast clan dominated the flood wilderness, the dark dragon didn't know how many phoenix wings it tore and how many phoenix feathers it eroded.

If we talk about the fierce name among the Phoenix Qilin clan, this young man with dark black horns and a face as bright as the moon is definitely a peerless murderer who ranks ahead of all the other dragon clans.

Therefore, as soon as the Book of the Netherworld, which contained countless Netherworld breath, was born, this Netherworld Dragon God was the first person in the world to recognize one of the innate strange books.

Candle Jiuyin, who was standing on the side, was naturally convinced of the second brother's inference, and the right hand hanging down by his side pinched endlessly, flicking his fingers three thousand times in the blink of an eye, and then his face changed, and said:

"Second brother, Houtu wants to incarnate in reincarnation to save the ghosts of the world!"

The five people present were all the top figures in the quasi-saint realm, and they instantly understood what Lao Qi meant. Qinglong, who was wearing a green robe and wearing a ring and had been with the old god at the assembly just now, was shocked and said:

"Second brother, leave us alone for now, you go to Jiuyou to find her!"

The dark dragon looked back at everyone, and his face, which was originally as smooth as the moon, suddenly turned a little pale, and he took a deep look at several close relatives.

When his eyes looked at the seventh brother, Candle Jiuyin suddenly took a step forward, his lips trembled, as if he was about to say something, but the dark dragon held his hand in a flash, and said something that made the rest of Ying Long, Qinglong and Xiao Qian feel inexplicable:

"Take care of everyone. ”

Then his figure dissipated into the East China Sea.

There was a wave on the sea, and the Dragon King of the Four Seas and the dragons from all walks of life who had been belatedly heard the somewhat strange words of the Dark Dragon Ancestor, and they all felt suspicious.

Only the carefully observed dragon clan could find that the red silk blocked Candle Jiuyin's eyes, and his expression could not be seen, but the corners of his mouth were no longer as ruddy as before, and there were two lines of tears flowing silently.

The Book of Darkness appeared from thirty-three days away, and then flew to the Nine Shadows, which is an incomparably long distance across the entire desolate world, even if the Book of Darkness is a strange treasure born from the chaos and this world, it will take a while to complete this journey.

When the Stygian grabbed Candle Jiuyin's hand and said the words that puzzled everyone, the Stygian Book had just gone through half of the journey.

When the Dark Dragon left the East China Sea, the two dark rays of light merged into one in the sky, turning into a pillar of dark light with a bone-deep bone, and crashed down to the Nine Shadows, heading straight for the white-clothed Houtu's side.

Dressed in black, the firstborn two-horned Stygian Dragon held the Book of Darkness in his hand and walked out of the dark pillar of light.

He looked at Wu Zhiqi with a sad expression on the side with some surprise, and then looked at this woman who he had been dreaming of for thousands of years.

The usually cold and piercing voice full of evil intentions is extremely gentle at this moment, like a spring breeze blowing through people's hearts.

"Me with you?"

Houtu's face, which was originally smiling, suddenly changed and became extremely cold:

"What are you doing here?"

"The Book of the Dead is naturally used to guide the ghosts, and I can help you. ”

The dark dragon was very persistent, and was not moved by Houtu's cold words in the slightest.

"My business has nothing to do with you, you can go. ”

Her expression was still so cold, and Wu Zhiqi felt that this cold face seemed to be a stiff mask.

"I have been practicing in the Sea of Blood since the day I was born, and you are also a guest, and Master and I are the masters of this heaven and earth, how can there be any reason for guests to drive away their masters?"

A faint smile hung on the face of the dark dragon, although Houtu's words were very indifferent, but he was not angry at all.

"Give me the Book of Darkness, if you don't go, I'll go. ”

Houtu reached out to take the book of darkness, but the dark dragon dodged sideways, held her soft and warm hand, and said softly:

"I don't know exactly how you're going to do it, but I can help you do it anyway. ”

Houtu pulled out his hand in a cold voice and said:

"If you don't give me the book again, don't blame me for snatching it!"

Wu Zhiqi had long heard Xiao Qian talk about his second brother's appearance, and how could he not recognize anyone when he saw him. He knew that the dark dragon had always been very good to Xiao Qian, but because of Xiao Qian's face, it stands to reason that he shouldn't care about it, and the quarrel between the two quasi-saints didn't seem to be his share of a little golden immortal, but Houtu was kind to him.

When he was just about to start, he thought about it again, changed his mind, and decided to see if they really fought, and if they really fought, it would not be too late for him to fight again.

Seeing that Houtu was very persistent, the dark dragon sighed, handed the dark book to her hand, looked at her fixedly, and said:

"So I'm leaving?"

"Let's go. Houtu's voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, and it was still cold and piercing.

The dark dragon looked a little sad, and without saying a word, he turned his head and walked towards the depths of the sea of blood, and he really left without looking back.

Wu Zhiqi's face was still cold when she looked at Hou Tu, but in the depths of her wonderful eyes, there were tears of sadness and joy slowly floating.

She took a long breath and exhaled again, and after calming down, she reached out and opened the book, and began to read the book carefully.

It is said that it is a dark book, but in fact it is just a jade volume, and there is not much content, and soon Houtu will finish reading it.

She closed the book, turned to Wu Zhiqi and smiled, and returned to her usual warmth.

"Little monkey, I have made up my mind, I ask the Dao Ancestor to give me the Book of Darkness, and I know the way to save the ghost, but if I leave like this, I am worthy of the desolate beings, but it is unfair to the Wu clan after all. ”

Ignoring Wu Zhiqi's sad look, Houtu reached out and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of blood glowing with golden light appeared in her jade hand:

"If you meet the right person in the future, give him this drop of essence blood, and it will be counted as finding a successor for me. ”

Wu Zhiqi's body was a little stiff, and he reached out to take the drop of essence blood that slowly flew towards him.

The essence blood submerged into his body, and this body that had been refined by the Later Tuzu Witch did not reject its arrival, and gladly accepted it, and the drop of essence blood was suspended in Wu Zhiqi's dantian, like a small sun.

Wu Zhiqi nodded solemnly.

Hou Tu smiled, glanced at the direction that the dark dragon left, a little stunned, but the sad mood flashed away, she soon showed a resolute face, facing the nine shadows, and said loudly:

"The ancestor of the Wu clan is willing to incarnate the six realms of reincarnation and send all the dead to life. ”

"May all sentient beings have a way back behind them, and they will no longer suffer from the world. ”

"May the souls of all living beings be immortal, and they can be reincarnated for thousands of lifetimes. ”

Her voice was warm and warm, scorching the early spring sun, shining on the desolate land and reaching the hearts of all the desolate creatures.

The hearts of countless creatures in the wilderness, including those wandering ghosts, were filled with joy and sorrow at the same time, the human race knelt on the ground, the beast race and the demon race crawled on the ground, and even many trees and flowers were endowed with spirituality and bent down and bowed respectfully.

For a time, all souls were sad, and the sound of crying and crying resounded endlessly, and they all said the same thing:

"Congratulations to Hou Tu Niang!"

At this moment, a cold voice with endless evil qi also resounded through the wilderness:

"The dragon clan is willing to transform into the Netherworld Hell with his body, and follow the ancestors and witches to form a reincarnation hell. ”

"Those who do evil deeds in the desolation are not allowed to enter reincarnation, and the punishment is determined according to the crime, and only after the punishment is completed can they enter the six realms. ”

"Those who are heinous will not be reincarnated forever!"

As if they were poured down by a basin of cold water, they bowed respectfully and were warned to say:

"Congratulations to the Nether Dragon God!"

When the Dark Dragon left the East China Sea, no one guessed what the Dark Dragon was going to do, except for Candle Jiuyin.

It turned out that he was going to go to the Nine Shadows, on the shore of the sea of blood.

Rush to Houtu's side.

Die with her.

Under the Nine Shadows, Houtu looked at the dark dragon that appeared behind her in surprise at some point, and said with joy and sorrow:

"I'm leaving, what are you coming back for?"

The tone of the dark dragon was no longer as cold and intimidating as just now, but as warm and warm as Houtu, perhaps he would only be so gentle to this woman for hundreds of millions of years, he took Houtu's hand and said with a light smile:

"Everything else is up to you, it's not negotiable. ”

Then the dark dragon looked at Wu Zhiqi, who was mixed with surprise and sadness on the side, and said with a smile: "Lao Qi told me that you want to marry Xiaoqian, and I won't be able to be the master of the dragon clan in the future, but you are good." ”

"Houtu is my wife, she will pass on a drop of your essence and blood, I will give you a drop, if there is a suitable successor in the future, help me pass it on together. ”

Wu Zhiqi solemnly and respectfully took a drop of essence blood mixed with endless netherworld breath and blood sea blood, carefully put it into the dantian, and saluted:

"I will live up to the trust of the two!"

The dark dragon nodded in satisfaction, clasped Houtu's hand tightly, and asked slowly:

"Together?"

Hou Turuo's beautiful face was full of tears, but her smile was extremely bright, and she looked at her husband and said seriously:

"Good!"