I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Chapter 232 Golden Dragon
"Of course, I'm not sure whether they can maintain their original intentions in this kind of place whose existence is measured in units of tens of millions of years, but at least, in my iteration, according to my investigation, although the Abyss of Abandon was marked by the world The identity of the party, but it is not a bad organization."

Xuying’s words continued, and the Lord listened quietly. He thought of more details. In fact, each iteration will bring in some people with high potential, and then input the path of that iteration into the chessboard for simulation .

However, according to the meaning of this world lord, the growth of the source of the Abyss of Abandonment requires a strong person, which means that the strong person is equal to a part of the source of the Abyss of Abandonment.

Perhaps it is the identity of the deserter from the perspective of the world. In short, if he and Ximu can make a large number of strong people explode in the iteration of Adventures, then there is a high probability that Abyss of Abandonment will passively accept this iteration of itself.

"As for the catastrophe, I don't know about it. Before this ray of consciousness came in, the catastrophe hadn't come yet." The phantom looked at the Holy Master and asked seriously: "Okay, your question has been answered, and the time is not up yet." What's your choice?"

The Holy Master thought about the pros and cons, and finally couldn't resist the temptation to inherit and nodded slightly.

And the moment he nodded, the phantom seemed to relax a bit, and then, a huge coercion came down, and the entire crystal palace began to tremble.

"Ang~"

A dragon chant that seemed to come from the ancient times exploded in the ears of the Holy Lord, and the colorful rays of light filled everything and filled the Holy Lord's sight.

Huge power exploded in the Holy Master's body, he felt that the whole demon was on fire, the shape of the body was changing, golden light flickered on the body, and a feeling of not being able to vomit filled his heart.

"Roar!"

With the roar of a giant dragon blasting in the crumbling palace, the Holy Master's entire demon soared into the sky, golden light pierced the sky, and a five-clawed golden dragon with scarlet eyes circled straight up, and the huge coercion began to sweep the darkness.

"Roar!"

With another roar, the surrounding dark space established some connection with the Holy Master, and the entire Crystal Palace continued to shrink, and finally turned into a piece of dragon scale and embedded it into the dragon's chest.

Huge memories began to emerge in Shengzhu's mind, and the potential of his body was being rapidly developed. The hundred-foot-long golden dragon quickly swelled up, and its size expanded crazily.

An ever-increasing coercion spread in this golden space, and everything inherited was proceeding rapidly, and some promises began to emerge around, gradually spreading throughout the entire space.

In the outside world, the worry in Timan's eyes has turned into consternation, because she feels that the seal of recognition she left on the dragon gate is rapidly disappearing, and the dragon gate is gradually getting out of her control.

This kind of change made her a little overwhelmed. There were too many surprises for her today, and Timan was a little confused.

Just as she was about to stabilize the dragon gate along the imprint that had not yet completely escaped, a huge coercion instantly enveloped the surroundings, and a golden light suddenly appeared, filling everything in front of her eyes.

Immediately after, under Diman's shocking eyes, a thousand-foot-long dragon rushed out of the dragon gate, hovering in the sky, endless flames were gathering and erupting, and the sound of dragon chant shocked all directions.

The huge dragon gate is gradually shrinking at this moment, slowly blending into the dragon horn on the top of the golden dragon's head, as if it was originally his,
Timan looked at the circling golden dragon, and there seemed to be excitement in his eyes. This is the real kinship, not those big winged lizards.

The golden dragon in the dark sky slowly stopped circling, and stared at the woman standing on the blood-colored earth, just one glance seemed like eternity.
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level one.

Joy flashed in Ximu's scarlet eyes, and a piece of dragon scale in his hand shone with a huge coercion. This is the breath of the Holy Lord, and it is not much worse than the World Lord of the first floor.

Even with the demon's immortality, the Holy Lord might still be the one who survived the death battle.

This kind of growth in strength is unexpected, after all, it's just like someone jumping several big realms while practicing, it's so unbelievable.

But this is a good thing. Many things in Ximu are because of strength issues. Now that the Holy Master has the power to protect himself on the first floor, many things are more convenient.

After sending some news to the Holy Lord through the dragon scales, Ximu looked at the traces left by himself in front of the door of an ancient building in front, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised. The fun has begun, and he is ready to retire.

Ximu stretched his waist, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

And the moment he disappeared, a few people exuding a strong evil spirit approached here, and then knocked on the door and talked.

Not long after, powerful energy fluctuations erupted directly in the ancient building, and the sound of violent fighting spread far, far away.

The real culprit can't be found, as long as there are some clues, these crazy people will catch them and ask them, and when the strong are asked by others, it is obvious what will happen in the end.

The chaos is gradually expanding, and some small groups in Abyss of Abandonment have begun to gather. The team battle is about to start, and the tense atmosphere begins to spread.
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Abyss of Abandonment, the seventh floor.

The explorer quietly looked at the completely white chess piece in the center of the chessboard and was lost in thought. The rustling sound of leaves kept the quiet small yard from being completely dead.

On the edge of the chessboard, a cup of hot tea is steaming repeatedly, and the alluring aroma of the tea cannot bring back the old man's thoughts.

This iteration has given him too many surprises. Abyss of Abandonment has rules for observing iterations outside. Although this time due to time constraints, he did not observe in advance, but now, some information has been sent back to Abyss of Abandonment.

These news once again made his hard-won determination hesitate again, and now the exact time from iteration to replacement is 500 years.

But that world lord has not yet reached its peak, no, it is even in its infancy!

He doesn't know whether this is worth investing in the Abyss of Abandonment. He has invested three times wrongly. Subsequent iterations will become increasingly difficult.

But now there is hope again, this explorer who is the ultimate master no matter where he is placed looks at the chessboard for a long time without saying a word.

The atmosphere of silence continued, and finally as a person walked in, the silence here was finally broken.

"Don't worry about the ones above? It's been too messy recently."

The explorer looked up, and immediately saw a handsome-looking human race who looked like an ordinary young man with no trace of aura sitting opposite him, and he picked up the teapot and poured tea on his own.

The explorer came back to his senses, took a sip from the teacup on the edge of the chessboard, and then sighed: "The contemporary world master is too weak, and our chances are running out. If it is used here, the premise is to ensure that it will not disappear. Next, we have to go through ten iterations to slow down."

"Weak? How can there be a weak world master? With the blessing of destiny, there is no weak world master." The young man shook his head and took a sip of tea, as if he had reached middle age to see through everything.

"Then I'll leave it to you this time?" The explorer said hesitantly. This is not a good thing. Many previous iterations have been broken by him, so the explorer is a little worried, fearing that this person will mess up.

"Yes, even if you are worried, I will allow you to inject the source after a hundred years. You can observe these times, and I can also not disturb the operation of the iteration, and be a guardian outside the iteration." The young man nodded, The subject changed and said: "But my conditions are the same as before."

The explorer frowned. He thought for a while and said, "It is the creator of Abyss of Abandonment. If you disturb its sleep, you may die."

"It doesn't matter. I have lived for tens of millions of years. I have lived enough. I need to give myself a goal, that's all." The young man shrugged and continued to pick up the explorer's teapot and pour water.

"Well, that's all, as you like, this time the road is very special, just don't bother others." The explorer helplessly raised his forehead, looking helpless towards the young man.

"Then it's settled. It's still the old rule. I'll go to the deepest place to resist the pressure first. Let us join forces to let me in after the last wave of world masters." The young man couldn't help reminding.

Although this is the process for every guardian to go out, every person who goes out will still confirm with the explorer without any hassle.

"Okay." The explorer nodded, his expression has been completely relaxed. With this person in charge, even if the source is not released for the time being, then this iteration will be much better.

And the young man had already stood up at this time, and he walked out muttering: "What name should I choose this time? Satan seems to have used it, Lucifer seems to have used it, and God has used it, it's really troublesome to name it. This time, I'm the only one, and I still can't afford a name, at worst, I can choose one of the three at random, and it's me anyway."

As the murmur faded away, the youth also disappeared into the walk.

Only the explorer was left sitting in the small courtyard with a relaxed expression and looking up at the sky.

Although the sky in the small courtyard was blocked by the branches of a big blood-colored tree, the explorer didn't intend to change places, as if he saw what he wanted to see through these branches.

As time passed, a smile flashed in the explorer's eyes, and he didn't know what happy things he saw.

The big blood-colored tree growing in this humble courtyard seemed to feel that the explorer was in a good mood, so the movement of shaking the branches by itself became more ordinary.

From a distance, it looks like a tree that can dance, and it doesn't fit in with the temperament of the old man.

"Be quiet," the explorer said helplessly.

As soon as his words came out, the tree stopped trembling as if it really understood, and it seemed to have recovered from the disco tree to an ordinary blood-colored tree.

The explorer was not disturbed by the tree, nor did he take any other actions, and the already quiet courtyard fell into silence again.

A game of chess doomed to failure, a cup of tea, an old man, and a tree gradually freeze.

(End of this chapter)