He and It

Liu Fuguang couldn't believe it: "You really like it, aren't you trying to scare me?"

"Really," Yan Huan laughed. He tilted his head and gently touched Liu Fuguang's head. "Why did I lie to you? I really like it, so I asked you for it. Just give it to me."

After a while, the Dragon God walked out of the Taoist monk's dormitory with an expressionless face, holding a flowerpot in one hand.

"Go and find out who sent it." He said calmly, "I want to visit you personally."

After receiving his order, the subordinate servants hurriedly started working, and soon they found out the information about the gift giver.

——The cultivation family from the east coast of the White Sea is quite good at refining weapons, so it is favored by the real immortal family, and it is able to become a powerful local family and form a prosperous territory in the city.

Yan Huan walked down from the clouds, traveled thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, followed the address, and arrived at the destination.

He walked into the heavily besieged city defense formation and took a leisurely stroll, passing by the army of cultivators and the spiritual consciousness of high-level monks. It was as light as walking in a deserted peach forest and brushing off the fallen flowers on his shoulders.

Smelling the scattered signs of spiritual energy in the air, Yan Huan held the flower pot and walked straight into the most magnificent palace.

The patrolling low-level cultivators raised their flying swords and hovered in the sky while chatting with their companions; the deer jumped on the roadside, the cranes fluttered their wings, and the boy protecting the pond dropped handfuls of fish food. It caused the koi carp in the pond to happily wag their tails; the weapon refiner hurriedly passed by holding the furnace cauldron, and the disciples behind him were carrying a bunch of boxes in large and small packages; the steward was counting the raw materials for the weapon refining distributed under the door, and his servants saw all around Without anyone noticing, he quietly put a piece of crystal with mottled impurities into his sleeve...

The hustle and bustle of the city was swept away by the consciousness of the high-level monks. At this moment, three monks in the distraction stage were sitting together. One of them was impatient to wait and asked, "Why is the master of the family so late in arriving?"

"He was exhausted after preparing the congratulatory ceremony and has been resting for many days. How can the impermanent jade tree be so easy to shape?"

The last monk was silent for a long time and did not speak. After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "No!"

Three rays of rainbow light flew past, and in an instant they reached the back hall of the family master's residence. A thick and thick fishy smell assaulted their nostrils. The three monks broke through the formation and took a look, and they were all stunned in shock.

——The apse is empty, except for a huge tree with twisted limbs of flesh and blood, rooted in the soil. The head of the family's face was suddenly revealed in the dripping and winding mud of blood and flesh, with a pair of cloudy and lifeless eyes still open, showing his undying attitude.

Right next to it, there is a pot of white, graceful, dazzling and moving jade tree. Its shape and posture are clearly the same as the terrifying blood tree in front of you.

Once again, the light dimmed.

Liu Fuguang, who was in ghost state, pursed his lips and felt mixed emotions in his heart. He didn't know whether he was more frightened, disappointed, or angry.

But he also noticed one thing - this was not a dream, nor was it his memory. He never knew that Yan Huan had done this evil thing to vent his anger, so naturally everything he saw had nothing to do with his memory.

So, where is he now, and who made him see these things?

The surrounding scene continues to change, and this time, time has advanced to a critical node.

The evil beast Yan Huan swallowed earlier was not the end, but more like the starting point of chaos. Because the ancient battlefield was covered with blood spattered during the fight between the Human Emperor and the Eleven Dragon Lords, and the divine blood would not dry up or evaporate. Every drop of the blood of the gods is the power separated from the gods. Now, they just want to return to the bodies of the ancient gods.

Although Yan Huan had already swallowed most of the divine blood when he was born, a small part was still floating around. They followed the same pattern and constantly gave birth to evil beasts that explored the way, hoping to find the ancient gods whose whereabouts had long been unknown, the children of the Yellow Emperor and the Red Emperor.

No person or immortal in the world can withstand the power and resentment of divine blood. The true immortals working together may be able to check Yan Huan's power, but except for him, no one else can participate in this war.

The immortals had no choice but to come before the Dragon God again. They shouldered a thorn to apologize with a humble attitude, begging Yan Huan to forgive them for their previous offense, and explained in detail the reasons why they did so.

"Now the disaster is coming. If no one takes action to stop it, the three thousand worlds will be devastated..." The immortal bowed and bowed, "I also hope that the Dragon God will generously help to avoid this trouble."

Yan Huan looked at them, with an extremely cold fire burning in his heart.

"But, why do I need to take action?" The Dragon God smiled slightly, revealing his white fangs, "You have sealed my legal body and defined me as the Dragon God who is responsible for the evil of the world, but you have And you want me to help you in everything and be a good person regardless of past grudges... I didn’t know that there could be such good things in the world!"

In the face of his questioning, Zhenxian treated him with silence.

In the past, when the Eleven Dragon Lords and the Human Emperor's family disappeared together, Heavenly Dao made up for the leak and at the same time asked a group of mortal monks to ascend to immortality to replace the ancient gods. While searching the ancient battlefield, this group of true immortals discovered an eyeless young dragon that had just broken out of its shell.

It was a pure aggregation of sin, murderous intent and disaster, but the aura on its body revealed its identity as a god. Out of extreme shock and horror, one of the true immortals blurted out: "This child will do great evil in the future!"

All things have spirits, and humans are the spirits of all things. If beasts and fairies want to be blessed by chance, as long as a human confirms it with their own words, the snake will turn into a dragon, and the dragon will turn into a dragon.

As soon as the True Immortal finished speaking, he regretted his mistake and wished he could turn back time. He immediately took back his words, because the thunder roared at the edge of the battlefield, and it was Heaven that responded to him.

At this moment, he used his status as a mortal true immortal to confer righteousness on the young Yan Huan, and also determined the path of the Dragon God.

——This son will do great evil.

The remaining immortals were shocked. As witnesses, the cause and effect of this seal was also wrapped around them. After a long while, one person stomped his feet angrily: "Time, fate, and luck are beyond my control! It's okay now, you've got us into bigger trouble than the sky!"

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