The hundred-meter giant dragon was injured and lying on the black liquid without sinking. It noticed that the old man walking over there seemed to blend in with the surroundings, and his clothes were as black as ink.
The monster beast man stood up and stood aside very respectfully, while all the monster beasts fell silent.
The old man came to the giant dragon, looked at it, but did not speak immediately.
"Are you human?"
Ling'er was a little surprised. It felt the human aura in the old man, and it was very ancient.
The old man waved his hand gently, and it turned into a human form, and then said slowly:
"Why do you want to stand with humans?"
Ling'er sat up and looked up. Under the black cloak was a withered cheek, without any expression, a little indifferent and a little cold.
"Aren't you human too?"
There was a slight expression change on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he said:
"The little python can still refute people. If you don't return to humans, I will ensure that you become the supreme king among the demon clan. Are you willing?"
"No, I don't want to. I choose my own path. I will not leave Mark." Ling'er refused his request without hesitation.
"His name is Ye Fan!" The old man took a few steps and said:
"He is dead. There is no need for you to go back. You have atavistic genes and can transform into a dragon. You should enjoy the supreme glory of the dragon clan instead of surrendering to the human race. You should lead the demon clan to glory."
Linger thought for a while.
When it was fighting on the surface of the liquid, it saw Ye Fan punch out, knocking Cheng Xiangyun, Bai Hongxue, Yu Weiyang and others away.
The giant tower also disappeared, and the pressure from the giant tower disappeared. Those people disappeared above, not knowing whether they had returned to the shore, but it did not see Ye Fan coming out.
"Aren't you afraid that I will pretend to surrender and look for an opportunity to kill you?"
"Hahahaha, you simple little demon!" The old man laughed, his laughter was very vicissitudes of life, and he said slowly:
"I welcome you to kill me at any time. As long as you have the ability, I will be very happy if you can do it. I will treat it as your consent."
Suddenly, an ever-deepening staircase appeared in front of him. The black liquid formed naturally, and the black liquid on both sides did not flow down.
He walked down.
"What's your name? Come with me!"
Ling'er stood up, followed him down, and said: "Ling'er, Mark gave it to me."
"Ling'er, you have atavistic genes, and you should have the skills inherited from your ancestors in your body, but you are still so weak now. This is why you follow humans. What you need is someone like me to guide you. ." The old man said as he walked, going deeper and deeper.
The orcs followed behind.
After a long time.
Coming to a dark sealed door, the old man opened it.
In an instant, the rich spiritual energy hit his nostrils, and Ling'er was stunned by the sight that greeted him.
The lush greenery, giant trees in the mountains, the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the whole place is peaceful and like a fairyland, in sharp contrast to the outside world.
No one thought that there was a cave inside, hiding such a paradise.
Step in.
The rich spiritual energy surrounds the body, like a spring breeze, and is very comfortable.
"What is this place?"
It looked at everything here curiously. Huge monsters occasionally passed by, the ground shook, and secret fruits fell from the giant trees.
Some monsters quickly picked it up and ate it.
The old man said casually: "This is my home, and it will also be your home."
Ling'er's injuries continued to heal automatically, and he said:
"Are you the master here?"
"That's right."
"Have you been watching our fight?"
"Um!"
"Did you build that Haotian Tower?"
"I did it, but it doesn't count." When he came under a tree, the old man walked on the bent branches and said slowly:
"It was induced by the immortal cultivator who brought you. His breath made Xiaota feel it."
"Ye Fan..." Ling'er was a little surprised and looked puzzled.
The old man sighed and said: "He is your master of the aura from ancient times, why don't you give it to me..."
"He is not my master. We are friends, not master and servant." Ling'er interrupted him.
"He's dead, what relationship is still important?" The old man was a little helpless, but he didn't expect her to react so strongly, and said:
"Why does he have the aura of an ancient peerless powerhouse on his body? And those moves, although he has only scratched the surface, there is indeed some shadow in them."
Linger hesitated for a while.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan died like this.
Now that everyone is dead, there is nothing to hide.
"He saw three coffins in a secret realm, and also met a senior corpse..."
Ling'er briefly told the story about Ye Fan, the Wuxiang Secret Realm, the senior corpse, and the copper coffin.
The monster man next to him was stunned, a little shocked.
"It's him, it's him..."
An old voice suddenly came from an unknown source.
I only saw a white shadow flashing past, and an old woman stood in front of me.
She stared at Ling'er with some excitement and said:
"His name is Ye Fan? A human boy, he showed up."
The old woman's reaction and words made Ling'er confused.
The old man was also a little stunned. After a while, he said:
"Maybe it's him, but he's too weak. We still have to wait. It's really not easy to get the recognition of that corpse. It has also entered the hell realm. It should be him."
The old woman was quiet for a while and said: "Perhaps we can help him. He has that talent, and there is a barrier in his body. I have just studied this barrier for a while. It is a bit weird. It doesn't look like an ordinary barrier. It seems
It’s like a small, unformed world.”
Ling'er looked at her in astonishment and said, "Did you just study? Is Ye Fan here?"
The old woman waved her hand gently, and Ye Fan's body was suspended in the air, but he was already in a coma, bleeding from all his orifices, and there were still many bloody mouths bleeding on his body.
"Ye Fan..."
Ling'er rushed over and wanted to hug Ye Fan.
But the old woman stopped her and said: "Little python, you really know how to choose your master. If it had been anyone else, he would have died in our hands long ago. He still has some value, so he can't die just yet. Don't worry."
Ling'er's eyes turned red and she said, "What do you want to use him for?"
"Open the Heavenly Gate!" The old woman's eyes flashed, as if she was looking forward to it.
Ling'er couldn't understand it at all.
The old man looked at him and said: "If you are obedient, I can guarantee that he will not die. If you are disobedient, after using him, he will die. It is your choice."
"I'm obedient, I'm absolutely obedient!" Ling'er said hurriedly.
The old man looked at the beastman next to him and said, "Take it to heal its wounds, and then go to the living room to wait for me."
"yes!"
Only the old couple and Ye Fan were left here. The two stared at Ye Fan and couldn't help but shake their heads.
"Last time there was a man with a white wooden sword in his hand. I thought he was it, but I got it wrong. It was so embarrassing." The old man recalled the last person who made them so excited, but he got it wrong and said:
"I hope this won't make that incident happen again. After all, this person is too weak and we have to spend more energy."
The old woman hesitated for a while and said: "This body is not strong enough, so we have to help him rebuild it, but he may not be obedient, so we have to get the people out of his barrier first and threaten him."