"Are you Mengzu? Are you the founder of the world?" Huang Yi was stunned and stared at Meng Nitian in disbelief.
Meng Nitian nodded: "To be precise, Mengzu and I merged. Now I am Mengzu, and Mengzu is me."
Huang Yi was shocked and speechless. He finally knew why Meng Nitian won the Best Individual Award.
Meng Nitian actually merged with the founder spirit Mengzu. Such a feat was unheard of. Looking at any annual ceremony, it would be enough to win the best individual award.
Huang Yi absorbed the blood of "Father Moon" and became a being similar to the ancestral spirit of creation. But his ability is more of a potential than real strength. He needs to grow up in the future.
Only by possessing the power of the ancestral spirit of creation can it be inferior to Meng Nitian's act of directly merging the ancestral spirit of creation.
However, Huang Yi is not worried that he will always be compared to Meng Nitian. He is a Nephalem and has the most powerful blood of gods and demons in the Three Realms in his body. He will play an increasingly powerful role in the future. Even [
Evolution is just one of the abilities of this bloodline. Now, he is just not as good as Meng Nitian for the time being.
"So, just release Meng Xi and leave the rest to me." Meng Nitian said and coughed again.
His body looked weak, but within his body, he seemed to contain enough power to change the color of the entire mortal universe.
"Okay!" Huang Yi nodded, took out the "Book of Heroes", turned the title page, and read out the summoning spell on it.
"The gods fear, the hero's prison!"
The next moment, a huge black dragon head suddenly appeared out of thin air, occupying the sky above the entire Dragon City, casting a huge shadow, covering the streets and alleys, as if night had fallen early.
This dragon head has its mouth wide open and its eyes are still blinking. It is obviously alive and exudes the pressure of a god.
"Huh? Dark Demon Dragon Mo Ru? Interesting! Interesting!" Meng Nitian looked up at the dragon head and smiled slightly, as if he was very familiar with it.
"You...you have a very familiar aura...are you...Mengzu?" Longtou's huge eyes looked down at Meng Nitian with a suspicious expression.
Meng Nitian nodded, with a look of vicissitudes of life in his eyes, and said: "We have met in the ancient times, and several epochs have passed, and you have become like this."
"It's not just me. Your daughter Mengxi is also imprisoned in the Heroes' Prison. I can feel her breath in my dreams now." The dragon head said.
"That's just right. Give me her cell key, and I'll go in and take a look." Huang Yi said, flying into the huge dragon's mouth, as if being swallowed up.
After Huang Yi entered the hero prison, a key flew automatically from the air, and the number was clearly No. 14.
When arriving at the cells with the first 15 numbers, in addition to getting the corresponding key, they also need to have enough strength to remove the seal of the cell door. Huang Yi is now very strong and can already open cell 14.
Soon, Huang Yi came to the door of cell 14. The door of this cell was engraved with a complicated and huge sealing magic array, and bursts of gray-white breath evaporated from it, which was impressively the power of death. If it were touched by a mortal,
When you get this gray-white breath, you will be drained of life and die immediately.
Huang Yi was the warden, and was not afraid of this aura. He walked directly into the aura, took out the key, and inserted it into the keyhole of the cell door.
In an instant, the magic circle on the cell door flashed with a dazzling red light, alternating between light and dark, like a warning light, warning Huang Yi not to act without authorization.
Huang Yi pressed his hands on the door and pushed it forward. The majestic divine power in his body surged into his palms and acted on the cell door.
The magic array on the cell door flashes faster and faster, and the frequency of light and dark alternating becomes more and more rapid!
Finally, the magic circle turned on and stopped flickering.
"Boom~" With a sound, the cell door was slowly pushed open, which meant that the seal had been lifted. The criminals inside still could not escape, but people outside could already enter.
The space inside the cell door was shrouded in a gray-white aura of death, and nothing could be seen clearly, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
Huang Yi stood at the door and looked inside for a while, then took a deep breath and strode in.
As soon as he stepped into the cell, his eyes suddenly changed and he came to another place.
This is the entrance to a castle. On the circular iron door of this dream castle, there are four big characters written on it.
"Dream of Wonderland"
Looking through the iron gate, you can vaguely see the spire buildings, deep gardens, clear fountains, etc. inside, which are dreamy and beautiful, making people want to go in and find out.
This scene was more exquisite than the scenes in other cells he had seen before, showing that the prisoners held here were more powerful.
Huang Yi pushed open the iron door and stepped into this dreamy castle.
"Haha~" At this time, a little girl's clear laughter suddenly rang out from a flower bush in the distance.
Among the flowers, a delicate and cute little Luoli appeared. She was wearing a small skirt and had a small flower in her long golden hair. She was smiling happily at a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man bowed, looked at the little girl lovingly, and stretched out his hand to scratch her little nose.
That middle-aged man looked like Meng Nitian!
It seems that that is Mengzu's humanoid form. And that little girl should be his daughter Mengxi.
At this time, the little girl suddenly jumped up mischievously and trotted towards a garden at the back. As she ran, she turned back and smiled happily: "Come after me! Come after me!"
The middle-aged man smiled fondly and shook his head helplessly, as if there was nothing he could do to deal with this naughty little girl.
Huang Yi immediately chased after him, following the little girl as he trotted all the way through the pointed flower room, stepped onto the violet gallery, passed through the grape trellis, and entered a deep secret garden.
The garden is full of exotic flowers and plants, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.
By this time, the little girl had grown up and turned into a graceful girl. Her long golden hair was no longer hanging casually, but was carefully braided into a braid.
There was a young boy beside her. He was tall, thin, handsome, and was staring at her lovingly.
When she noticed the boy's gaze, she immediately showed a shy smile, blushed, grabbed her golden braid, bit it with her teeth, and trotted out, like a dancing butterfly.
The young man chased her from behind, and the two of them played and played among the flowers. From time to time, happy laughter could be heard, gradually spreading into the distance.