"This child's future... is destined to be extraordinary, and this world... will tremble because of its existence!" Demon King Chai Jun used his last strength to say these meaningful words, and then slowly closed his eyes.
eyes.
However, before Yuan Futu had time to make a decision, he discovered that the nine-turn demon king had lost all vitality and had no possibility of resurrection. He held the white-gold dragon scale in his hand and frowned deeply.
Young Master Yu said: "Brother Yuan, you don't really intend to help him, do you? If we attract the pursuit of the Nine-turn Demon King again, none of us will survive."
Yuan Futu did not answer directly and said: "I just heard him say that this piece of dragon scale is called Shence. I don't know how to explain it, but what just erupted should be some kind of bloodline power, and he didn't have enough power to do it.
To stimulate the potential in the dragon scales, we do not hesitate to burn our lives."
Young Master Yu scratched his head and said: "It's difficult to handle anyway. No matter what, we'd better leave here as soon as possible."
"I want to go in and have a look." Yuan Futu couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart. As he spoke, he walked towards the demon cave. Young Master Yu shook his head helplessly and followed behind with extra caution, while the flying sword was already in hand.
Tight in hand.
This building had become crumbling under the bombing just now, and the thick stone door was full of cracks. Yuan Futu kicked it to pieces, and then a piece of platinum light pierced his eyes.
"What kind of light is this? It's so dazzling!" Mr. Yu immediately closed his eyes and avoided it.
Yuan Futu used his boundary power to form a light blue defensive barrier in front of him and continued to move forward. He saw that this was a palace that was carved out forcibly, but there was nothing inside. There was only an altar in the center, and in
On the altar, a white-gold egg was placed silently, the size of a millstone.
Bright mysterious runes appeared on the surface of the eggshell, continuously releasing blazing brilliance.
Young Master Yu hid behind Yuan Futu, looked at it for a moment, and said: "It seems that this is the child that the Nine-turn Demon King was talking about. It should have been hatched for a while."
"Do you know the art of controlling animals?" Yuan Futu asked.
Young Master Yu shook his head, "I don't understand this, I just learned something when I saw other senior brothers taming their mounts." Many powerful immortal cultivators would choose some demons that have not yet transformed as mounts.
Yuan Futu walked to the altar and said in a deep voice: "It should also be a dragon species. The demon king who is chasing here obviously wants to kill the little guy who has not yet hatched. Why is that?"
He couldn't figure out what threat an unborn dragon species posed, but thinking about what Chai Jun said before his death, he vaguely felt that the demon inside the egg must be extraordinary.
Young Master Yu sighed helplessly: "Now that guy is dead. I didn't even understand the cause and effect before this happened. I don't know who to talk to for explanation."
Snap!
Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and the eggshell cracked with a crack, slowly spreading from the top toward the bottom. The crack seemed to be pushed open with great effort, and the sticky film made a harsh sound as it was torn.
"It's coming out!" Mr. Yu immediately exclaimed.
Yuan Futu suddenly became excited in his heart, and felt an extremely powerful aura coming over him, carrying unimaginable majesty and holiness, like a god in front of him.
This process lasted for half an hour before the tough eggshell was slowly opened, and a fleshy and short tail poked out from the inside, making a whining sound at the same time.
Young Master Yu said in astonishment: "It seems like it's stuck inside..."
Yuan Futu swallowed hard and said, "I think it's better to help it." After saying that, he reached out his hand and grabbed the fleshy little tail. With this move, he lifted the newborn dragon.
The cub was pulled out of the eggshell.
"Good guy! What is this?!" Young Master Yu exclaimed.
This cub is only about as high as the knee. It is fleshy and round. Its skin shows a rare white-gold color, and dark gray fine lines extend from the back spine, from thick to thin, castrated.
Extremely fierce.
It has no horns yet, but there are two protrusions on the top of its head. The whole head is quite large, and its blue eyes are as magnificent as gems.
Yuan Futu felt that the moment it left the eggshell, the majestic aura that had a suppressive effect completely subsided. The dragon cub struggled in his hands, making whining sounds from its mouth, as if it had suffered a great deal.
Feeling aggrieved.
"Ouch, stop carrying it now. Your head will be filled with blood later." Young Master Yu hurriedly picked up Xiaolong. He immediately felt his arms being pressed down and exclaimed in surprise: "It's so heavy!"
Yuan Futu was a little stupid for a moment. He realized that this little dragon was born suddenly and inexplicably, and he was not prepared at all.
It can be seen that Young Master Yu is still full of love for this young creature, holding it in circles. As soon as the little dragon came to this strange world, his big blue eyes were full of fear and uneasiness, but soon he
Young Master Yu felt calm in his arms and began to observe everything around him curiously.
Yuan Futu walked to the altar, opened the broken eggshell, and found a very special bag placed on it. After examining it with his spiritual consciousness, he found that there was a small space inside, and it seemed to have the ability to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth.
The ability makes it full of life.
"What kind of thing is this? It has actually opened up a space suitable for survival!"
Young Master Yu came over with Xiaolong in his arms, looked at the pocket, and said immediately: "That's a demon pocket. I've seen it in the Wanshen Sect. It's used to adopt some demons that haven't yet transformed. It's only for beast control masters. I guess
The nine-turn demon king also knows that it is inconvenient to carry gold treasures along the way, so it is just right to use it."
"Jinbao?" Yuan Futu read the name of this bumpkin while looking at Mr. Yu with a depressed look.
Young Master Yu chuckled and said, "When I came in just now, the egg was emitting light, like a shining gold ingot, so I gave it a temporary name. Not bad, right?"
Yuan Futu picked up the demon bag and said, "Can you tell what kind it is?"
Among the monsters in the earthly and immortal world, the bloodline of the dragon species is extremely ancient. The specific age cannot be traced, but it can almost be said that it is coexisting with heaven and earth. Its bloodline has become mixed up to this day, which can be divided into the following categories.
There are thousands of varieties, and due to bloodline, each dragon type has a high or low ranking among demons.
Young Master Yu shook his head, "You can't tell. The white-gold skin also has black markings. I have never seen a dragon in this form, and it is completely different from its father. I don't know if it is my biological child...
"
Yuan Futu's eyes narrowed, looking at this cute and fat dragon cub, and he became entangled in his heart.