Yin Bushen suffered a blow when he was five years old, which he will never forget, and since then he has been full of fear of turning dragons.

The true descendants of the Iron Jiao were born in human form, and within three days they would inevitably become dragons, and since then they have lived in the sea in dragon form for most of the time, and they can also soar in the sky, but they prefer the seawater.

Under the eager gaze of Yin Shengqian, the king of Jiao, and a group of iron Jiao, Yin Bushen, who was still a baby, turned into a fish, a big fish, swimming happily in the sea, slapping the water with his tail from time to time, not noticing that his father's face was getting bluer and bluer.

Yin Bushen's mother is not Tiejiao, but King Jiao is still disappointed, he thought that his son would inherit his bloodline instead of his mother's, because of this reason, he hated both mother and son, and rarely came to see them again.

On the whole, Yin Bushen was still happy before the age of five, he knew that he was not favored, but he rarely saw his father, and he did not feel deeply. He wandered around in the form of a fish with the iron Jiao in the clan, exploring the secrets of the seabed, frightening schools of fish and shrimp, and enjoying the aftermath of the strong.

One day when he was five years old, Yin Bushen was playing with several iron dragons in the bay, surrounded by a group of krakens of different races, who watched with envy and did not dare to take a single step.

The fish-shaped Yin Bushen jumped out of the water frequently, getting higher and higher each time, and laughed at the audience with strange noises in his mouth, taking all the majesty of the iron Jiao into his own.

His father, Yin Shengqian, the king of Tiejiao, happened to pass by and witnessed this scene in the air, and in his eyes, his son was showing his ugliness in front of everyone, usurping the dignity and reputation of the Tiejiao clan.

The huge king of iron Jiao fell from the sky and smashed heavily into the bay, startling the demons scattered and fled, and the king threw the triumphant fish prince into the sky with two horns, like playing with a small pebble, and then roared and roared at him, accusing him of not being a dragon but disgraced his own people.

Yin Bushen doesn't remember what his father scolded specifically. I only remember that I was thrown into the sky again and again, helpless, terrified, in order to prove that he also belonged to the Tiejiao tribe, he tried to become a dragon according to the method he learned from his mother, he had succeeded, but this time he couldn't do anything, but instead became strange, not fish, not human, not dragon.

Yin Bushen almost died in his father's rage. In the end, the Jiaowang was tired of taking all the dragons and left, floating on the surface of the sea, scarred, the sea around him was stained red with blood, and there was no companionship, cheers and majesty, only strange muttering.

It wasn't until it was dark that Yin Bushen was taken away by his mother who rushed to hear the news and picked up a small life. After that, he rarely took on the form of a free fish, and desperately studied dragon magic, but when he heard that his father was coming. Even just hearing the word Jiaowang will invalidate the already unstable demon magic.

After the age of ten, Yin Bushen only maintained his human form most of the time, and the iron-spine dragon became his bragging capital. Instead of the pride in his heart, to live is his only belief.

Yin Bushen really survived. His proud father died in a senseless battle with most of the Iron Jiao.

Therefore, when the Emperor of the Strange History wanted to sacrifice him, Yin Bushen felt fear and anger, he had nothing but this humble life, and he was unwilling to hand it over.

The crystal eyes were gone, it was pitch black in front of him, his wrist was in sharp pain, it seemed to have been broken, Yin Bushen didn't care at all, and tried his best to bite Yi Shijun's calf tightly, as if he could save his life in this way.

Yi Shijun didn't even glance at the half-demon, this was not his body at all, he could feel the pain, but he didn't care at all.

"The demon pill is firewood, and the demon blood is the flame, only this fire burns the sky and the earth. Yi Shijun chanted a spell in his mouth, and the two crystal eyes combined to ignite into an emerald green flame. The spell confinement here is too strong, and he must cast even more powerful hexology to break through the binding.

Yang Qingyin was able to cast the demonic Taiyin Fire before, because of the Laojun Demon Clutch and the Crystal Eye Demon Pill hidden inside, and now she only has Dao Magic available, even if she gets the enhancement of the Sword Washing Pool Water, she can only barely break through the spell confinement, and she is far from being the opponent of Yishi Jun.

The biggest reliance on her and the few people around her was the prohibition left by Mu Xingqiu, which was a powerful illusion that could block the multiple impacts of the giant waves.

Mu Xingqiu understood the power of Yishijun's single soul, and believed that after five or six impacts of the huge waves, Yishijun would collapse first. Yang Qingyin only had to wait to win, but she was enraged, and the invisible effect of the ban was removed, which was equivalent to self-destructing a line of defense.

The third wave came, fierce as never before, and it seemed to feel annoyed that it had not completely wiped out the humans and demons on the island.

The island was submerged in an instant, the undercurrent was surging, and there was darkness all around, and the Burning Sky Demon Fire sent out by Yishi Jun was not extinguished, nor was it washed away, but became more vigorous.

Yang Qingyin and the others stood in a transparent cover, also unaffected, but the cover was no longer as strong as the first two times, and more than a dozen lightning bolts slashed across the surface one after another, each lightning bolt meant that one of the spells in the forbidden was defeated by the huge wave.

Yi Shijun is waiting, although the giant wave is also weakening his strength, but the other party is weaker faster, as soon as the giant wave disperses, he can release the Burning Sky Demon Fire and sacrifice to Yin Unsink, thus dispersing Mu Xingqiu's prohibition in one fell swoop. When the time comes, Yang Qingyin will be in his pocket.

The huge wave lasted a little longer, and more lightning began to appear in the shield around Yang Qingyin and the others, and the sound of crackling was endless, and the green demon fire was also swaying, and it was already incomprehensible.

The sea is finally starting to recede, and the sun is back on the island.

Yang Qingyin was ready to fight to the death with the water of the sword washing pool, Yi Shijun was getting weaker and weaker, and she didn't feel that she had no chance of winning.

Yi Shijun was also prepared, believing that even his weakened self could easily defeat a female Taoist priest in the realm of Fan Xia and take the treasure of Asan by Shun.

When the sea water drops below his neck, Yi Shijun decides to make a move, but this long-awaited attack is interrupted by a small accident.

The pain in his calf was too severe, and Yi Shijun, who lived in this body, couldn't ignore it, looked down, and was surprised to find that there was a dragon several feet long entrenched in the sea water at his feet, and he was holding a dragon arm in his hand.

The dragon clan is a rare strange beast and spirit beast, among all kinds of dragons, there are relatively more dragons, and they are the smallest, but they are only a few feet long, which is still unexpected.

Yi Shijun sneered, "I've tasted your eyes, that's right, you are a descendant of Tiejiao, and your flesh and blood hide the marks of your ancestors, but you are an unsuccessful descendant, and even the dragon is not like this." Well, it would be better to sacrifice in the form of an iron dragon. ”

Jiaolong didn't think so, he was small and weak, but he was a dragon after all, and his mouth was a hundred times more powerful than when he was in human form.

Before Yi Shijun could make a sacrifice, he let out a sharp scream, and one of the black phoenix's calves was bitten off alive.

Yi Shijun temporarily occupied this body, and if he could use it to perform demonic arts, he naturally had to bear its feelings, he could not care, but he couldn't let the feeling lighten.

He stood on one leg and threw the dragon in his hand out of the water, originally he only needed demon blood, but now he wanted to throw Yin Bushen to the Burning Sky Demon Fire.

At this time, the sea water had already dropped below her chest, and Yang Qingyin on the opposite side was in a tight position, she was on the defensive side and was not in a hurry to make a move.

Jiaolong's body was thrown out of the sea like a whip, and it was only less than two feet away from being ignited by the Burning Sky Demon Fire, but Yi Shijun didn't move.

"What's going on...... My legs, my legs!" the black phoenix made her own voice, this was her body, and the intense pain finally allowed her to overwhelm the soul of Yi Shijun and regain control.

The black phoenix let go of the dragon and sat down in the sea, grabbing the broken leg that was about to be washed away, trying to make up for it with hexology, forgetting that he couldn't use magic on this island.

Jiaolong didn't have eyes, but he accurately pounced on the Burning Sky Demon Fire, which were his eyes, and he could feel their existence, but as soon as he approached the Demon Fire, he felt unbearable pain, and with a low roar, he fell to the ground and regained his human form.

The island emerges from the water, and the two wounded demons keep wailing.

The Burning Sky Demon Fire in mid-air had no source of demonic power, and gradually weakened until it was gone.

Yang Qingyin was a little sympathetic to these two demons, especially Yin Bushen, although he had never been a loyalist, he did not deliberately betray like the black phoenix.

"Listen, Xiao Dao was moved to the range of the giant wave attack by Mu Xingqiu with his illusion, I will end the illusion now, Xiao Dao will return to its original position, and you can cast spells again. Yang Qingyin said loudly, "Yin Bushen, don't ask for crystal eyes, I'll find a way to get you a pair of eyes later." Black Phoenix, don't let Yi Shijun control you anymore, I will use a magic weapon to imprison his soul. ”

"Yes, I won't let my body be handed over to Yishi-kun again. The black phoenix said in a trembling voice, holding his broken leg, almost fainting.

Yang Qingyin summoned seven magic weapons, the most important thing is a jade axe, she doesn't know how to use light candle spells, the jade axe has already been spelled by Mu Xingqiu, and it has the effect of binding the soul within three days.

Mu Xingqiu himself didn't have such a great ability, and he had to use the newly learned illusion to move the island and pour spells into the jade axe, all with the help of the sword washing pool water.

Yang Qingyin gently wiped the water droplets in her right hand, and Mu Xingqiu's illusion was under her control at this time. The layers of illusion disappeared, and there seemed to be no change on the island, but humans and demons felt the power flowing through their bodies again.

Black Phoenix felt that something was squirming in her head, and hurriedly concentrated, she really didn't want to give up her body anymore.

The jade axe beside Yang Qingyin made a slight buzzing sound, it was sucking souls, and the souls of the different historians had exceeded the seven-day period, and they were not real living souls, and soul sucking did not violate the precepts of the Lamp and Candle Family.

"Ah, what an amazing illusion. Whether the black phoenix wanted it or not, it was the voice of Yishi Jun that came out of her mouth, "I can actually move the island unconsciously, which opens my eyes......"

"The giant wave is a spell of the Dao system, right?" Hong Futian suddenly spoke, interrupting Yi Shijun's voice.

Several pairs of eyes looked towards the northern sea like Hong Futian, and the waves came again, earlier and faster than any time, but the scale was much smaller, only three or four zhang high, and there were five Taoist priests standing at the head of the waves.

Yang Qingyin saw his mother.

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