It is a pity that he has never lived a life that a child should have, and his life is more tiring than most monks.

Yu Ziqing looked at the box.

"Stay here for now. You can get money before you do any work. You can get it even if you can't do it. Although it's quite cool, it depends on the situation."

Yu Ziqing wanted to pick up things that had no owners, but things that had owners and required work to get, sometimes Yu Ziqing didn't really want.

He didn't look at the treasures there, fearing that he would be tempted to collect them first.

He took a step forward and his figure turned into an afterimage, disappearing instantly.

After more than two breaths, he disappeared from this layer.

Ao Qing stared blankly at Yu Ziqing's disappearing figure. He recognized it as a forward step.

"What a strange person..."

As he said that, Ao Qing laughed. He sat there, took a spiritual fruit and started to chew it. The smile on his serious face finally made him look like an old antique.

More like what a child should look like.

People around him gathered around and looked at Ao Qing.

"It will be difficult for him to succeed."

"It doesn't matter." Ao Qing shook his head and smiled happily: "Whether it succeeds or not, I will be very happy. Even if I die, I will not blame anyone. This is my life."

All these people were transformed by his spirituality. Because he had to avoid the patrolling sea monsters transformed by the cursed power, he dispersed his spirituality, turned them into murals, and hid them in every corner of the palace he was most familiar with.

Even if some are killed, there are still others.

These people were all people he had met before.

He didn't understand the scattered spirits, and Ao Qing didn't explain them. He gnawed on Yu Ziqing's favorite spirit fruit and was still very happy.

Because from the moment he opened his eyes, everyone was teaching him something.

His true dragon bloodline does not belong to himself, but to the entire dragon clan, and the hope of the entire dragon clan rests on him.

He was about to be overwhelmed by the despair that he could understand and feel when he opened his eyes. Coupled with the responsibilities that kept pressing on him, he was a little breathless.

Everyone has a purpose, including those who were lucky enough to enter the tomb.

They all have their own purposes, whether it's for treasures, or for secret techniques, or the more daring ones, to take everything into their hands.

This was the first time he saw Yu Ziqing, someone he clearly wanted but still refused.

His spirituality is so high that he can clearly feel it. Yu Ziqing actually has no confidence at all. He just wants him to relax at the last moment, not to be so serious, and not to be so tired. When he is about to die,

I can feel something that a ten-year-old child should be able to feel.

Yu Ziqing really regarded him as a ten-year-old child.

Rather than true dragon bloodline.

This made Ao Qing very happy, so happy that he couldn't help himself. He even laughed out loud when he bit into a spiritual fruit.

He did feel the simple happiness that a child should have.

After chewing the spiritual fruit, Ao Qing lay down, rolled around wildly, fluttered with short arms and legs, and screamed meaninglessly.

He unscrupulously grasped the trace of happiness he had never experienced before and refused to let go. The obsession in his heart slowly dissipated.

It wasn't that he didn't care before, he just accepted his fate.

Now he is really letting go.

The sirens standing around looked at Ao Qing's appearance, were stunned, and then started laughing together.

That trace of happiness was contagious among the spirits. Everyone was like a retard, waving their arms happily, singing and dancing, and some imitated Ao Qing and rolled happily.

The light shining down from the sky seems to be getting brighter at this moment.

…

Entering the mausoleum on the next floor, the first thing Yu Ziqing felt was pressure, huge pressure.

The Golden Water Yin Escape moves on its own, relieving the pressure. When you open your eyes, you will see an erupting submarine volcano.

The billowing black smoke kept rushing upwards. At the foot of the huge volcano, a group of Hai Clan buildings had been submerged by the magma. Only a few taller buildings were exposed above the obsidian.

This place is filled with deathly silence and despair. The volcano, with its constantly erupting magma, carries a strong sense of violence. It seems that there is endless anger that can never be vented.

This is where Ao Qing buried his twenty-year-old self.

Seeing this, Yu Ziqing understood that he might have only buried himself three times, and he would never be able to bury himself a fourth time.

If he succeeds, there will be no evil dragon outside.

Everything here seemed to be sensing something. The eruption of the volcano suddenly became intense. The sea floor was trembling. The continuously overflowing magma suddenly turned into a pillar of fire and erupted from the crater, boiling the surrounding seawater on the spot.

In the magma, each one's body was glowing red, as if the magma had gathered to form a ferocious monster and came out, densely packed and shoulder to shoulder.

They converged into a torrent from the crater and swooped down.

Immediately afterwards, a huge arm of magma stretched out from the crater. Just the arm almost filled the entire crater.

Yu Ziqing looked at the desolation and deathly silence around him and sighed secretly.

It's over here.

In the mausoleum on the upper floor, he could still see many spiritual things, but here, he didn't see any of them.

No wonder many people who were able to come in before never went back.

The small monsters transformed from the magma are all at level four or five, and the big monster that only has one arm currently appears is at least level seven, and maybe even level eight.

And those who can enter here must be people with perfect cultivation.

Low-level cultivation is the easiest to achieve perfection. If Yu Ziqing had advanced to the fifth level early in the morning, he might not have been able to get in because his fourth-level cultivation was not yet complete.

But he could actually advance to the fifth level a long time ago.

By analogy, no one who has ever entered here is very powerful.

It's very unlikely to have an eighth-level one, and even less likely to have a ninth-level one.

If you can practice to the level of self-perfection at the eighth level and enter the ninth level with the bottleneck dissipated, this kind of boss will have great hope of advancing to the tenth level.

As far as Yu Ziqing knows, there is no such person.

Moreover, even if there is such a big boss, he will not appear here.

Feeling the anger contained in the trembling volcano, Yu Ziqing evaluated himself and rushed forward first.

After he took the magic pill, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

He collided head-on with a monster at the front. Yu Ziqing resisted the blow. The flames and huge force slid along his skin. One of his hands was inserted into the opponent's body, and the energy of Guishui surged out.

.

In an instant, the little monster's body was steaming with heat, and his body quickly became stiff, and finally turned into an obsidian sculpture.

As Yu Ziqing withdrew his hand, the sculpture collapsed and turned into rubble all over the ground.

Yu Ziqing looked at the heart held in his palm. It was like magma burning with flames. The surrounding seawater was boiling continuously, and the heart slowly cooled and solidified. After the black shell on the surface shattered and fell, it turned into a dark red heart.

gem.

Yu Ziqing put it away, silently estimated his own strength, and turned into an afterimage, swimming in the sea, constantly killing monsters one after another.

After collecting dozens of gems, I looked towards the crater.

The big monster that was still struggling to rush out had already stretched out its second arm. The crater was being squeezed, and it was constantly deforming and collapsing. His aura was getting stronger and stronger.

It's almost time to go.

He is no match for that big monster.

As soon as his thoughts changed, more than two breaths later, Yu Ziqing's figure disappeared from where he was.

Furious roars came from the volcano, the sea water was boiling, and a large number of bubbles, wrapped in black smoke, rushed to the sea surface.

Inside the volcano, where the magma is rolling, there is a magma monster thousands of feet high, roaring furiously.

"ha……"

A chuckle came.

On the inner wall of the volcano, there was a young man whose whole body was restrained, laughing.

There wasn't much flesh and blood left on his body, and his original appearance could only be seen on his face, but only a layer of skin remained.

Under the head, there was only a skeleton left, which was still preserved under the burning of magma.

The big monster put his head over, looked at the young man, and punched him.

The young man tilted his head, a trace of skin on his face fell off, fell into the magma and turned to ashes, but he still had a smile on his face.

"You didn't expect that this time, the person who came here turned out to be a person who was completely possessed by the devil, but could still maintain himself. Moreover, he was also a physical practitioner who had cultivated the Qi of Guishui.

Those little minions you created are simply vulnerable to him.

Hahaha……"
To be continued...