Dragon soul of the fallen dragon king

It was a very dark corridor without a ray of light. Although it was part of the Dragon Palace, there were no guards here at all. No, there was no need to arrange guards since entering this darkness.

Because going forward, the palace connected to the deepest part of this corridor is the place where the legendary demon jade is placed.

No one will approach here, no one dares to approach here, as long as they approach, they will be "eaten".

Candle Yin walked along the long corridor to the depths. Although the surroundings were dark, he could still see the road ahead, as if there was an invisible lamp in front of him, but it did exist, illuminating him. Guide him to the depths of the corridor.

Zhu Yin walked forward, clenched his hands into fists as he swayed back and forth with his steps, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, he clenched his teeth, his whole body was tense, and he walked forward without daring to relax.

There is something here.

There was only darkness around, but Zhuyin felt something was there, staring at him, like staring at prey, full of murderous intent, staring at him full of hatred.

Suddenly, the shadow of the candle stopped, and he looked around vigilantly, this time it was beside him, with black shadows surrounding him, even though he was in the dark, he could still see the shadows surrounding him clearly, Zhuyin reached out to grab those shadows, but when caught, the shadows disappeared, as if they had never existed.

"Cut." Zhuyin looked at those black shadows again, and saw that they were only surrounding him, as if they didn't know how to do anything, so he ignored them, but the further he moved forward, the slower Zhuyin moved. It seems that there is a huge force in front of him to stop him from moving forward, but no matter what it is, it can't stop it!

Reaching the deepest part of the long corridor, looking up at the palace connected to it, the gorgeous palace door was covered with a layer of black, Zhuyin stretched out his hand, and with the sound of "吱——", the palace door was pushed open by him , a gust of air-conditioning hit, inside, there was a thicker darkness, Zhuyin unconsciously frowned, and waved his hands, trying to shake off the musty smell that rushed into his nose, but it didn't work at all. Nothing works.

Looking around the palace, on the innermost side, there is a golden sword. The sword emits a faint light, as if it is attracting Zhuyin to approach, flickering and dimming. Holding the sword, there is a fiery red gemstone inlaid on the gauntlet. The redness seems to be alive and swaying inside, very much like the red blood contained inside.

"Is this... Yaoyu?" Zhuyin murmured as she looked at the gemstone.

But at this time, the palace door closed by itself, with a "bang", Zhuyin looked back reflexively, but there was nothing, the palace door just closed by itself, without the wind blowing, he Frowning, he didn't delve too deeply into it, looked at the sword again, grabbed the handle and took it off the shelf.

At that moment, Zhuyin seemed to have fallen into another space, and the scene in front of him changed. It was sunny and sunny, with a breeze blowing from time to time, and the air was mixed with the fragrance of green grass and flowers. Zhuyin was holding a sword, Looking at the place he was in, it was a plain, and in front of him, there was a woman kneeling, holding two children who were only eight or nine years old in her arms, looking at him with tears in her eyes, and in front of her In front of them was a man with beards. The man faced him, separated the women and children from him, and stared at him angrily for some reason.

Zhuyin raised his sword and swung it down at the man, blood spurted out immediately, the woman screamed and covered the child's eyes, the man fell to the ground just like that.

"I, I beg you...Only the child...the child is innocent..." The woman looked at Zhuyin desperately while holding the child, begging him to let the two children go.

But Zhuyin turned a deaf ear to this, and looked down at the woman and the child in her arms.

"Please... let the child go! I beg you... the two children...!!"

Zhu Yin raised her hand and fell the sword, the woman's head was cut off before she finished speaking, the voice stopped abruptly, the two children burst into tears, and looked up as if they didn't know what was going on, and then the woman's neck There was nothing left, only blood flowing continuously from the incision.

"………Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!"

The children let out screams, but even the screams stopped in the next moment. Like the woman, her head was chopped off.

Zhu Yin held the sword and hung it down. The blood stained on the sword flowed to the tip of the sword, and then dripped to the ground. He looked at the scene in front of him solemnly, and then looked at his hand.

"Is that so... I saw what I experienced through this sword. The owner of the sword once killed them, even women and children."

Is the sword screaming in mourning, or screaming in excitement...?

The red gems reflected the sunlight and became more dazzling. At this time, the scene in front of Zhuyin's eyes changed again. In a room, there were several people lying under their feet, and not far away, more people were standing. They aimed their swords at Candle Yin, staring at Candle Yin with terrified expressions.

And Zhuyin raised his hand again, even though he didn't want to do it, his body moved involuntarily, ran towards the group of people, then swung his sword, swung the sword, swung the sword, swung the sword, swung the sword ………

Every time a sword is swung, one person falls down, and no one can stop it. The sword penetrates the opponent's body and is pulled out. Blood sprays on the wall, the ground, and his body, face, but he does not hide, his face is warm. The blood stimulated the nerves, making the sword-holding self more excited, eager for more blood.

Finally, the surroundings became quiet, and everyone... except for herself, everyone fell to the ground. The countless corpses made Zhuyin frown.

"What did they do wrong?"

"Don't you understand?" Suddenly a voice answered Zhu Yin's question.

Zhu Yin looked around vigilantly, there was no living person, no one who could talk to him, then that voice...

"Do not understand?"

The voice sounded again, as if someone was whispering to him in his ear, Zhuyin gave up finding out where the person was, and lowered his hands, he replied: "Why did you kill them?"

"Stupid." The voice said arrogantly, "If you find your father-killing enemy, can you still face it so calmly? Ask him 'what did my father do wrong?'?"

Hearing this, Zhuyin's heart suddenly jumped up, he turned his body to look to the left, then to the right, but there was still no one there, he held the sword tightly, and carefully observed the surrounding movements .

"This shows that you are still too immature, naive brat." The voice rang in his ear again, "Kill him, let me test whether you are qualified."

"What qualifications?!" Zhuyin asked, yelling at the space full of dead bodies.

Immediately afterwards, what appeared in front of Zhuyin was his dead father, Tanlong, and Hongyang, who should not have appeared here. Zhuyin was stunned for a moment. He knew it was just an illusion, but the sword made his eyes see However, Zhuyin felt that it was great to be able to see her father again.

"Kill them, let me see, let me see, you want to have my sincerity." The voice in the ear said.

"...No." Zhuyin shook his head, even if it was an illusion, he couldn't do anything to his father and younger brother, and he couldn't swing his sword at them.

"Zhuyin, why did you get into trouble again? You are not young anymore, why are you still so ignorant?!" On the opposite side, Tan Long spoke to criticize Zhuyin, while Hongyang looked very embarrassed by his side and said : "Father, don't be angry..."

"Angry? Hmph! If I was angry, I would have been pissed off by this bastard!" Tan Long turned his head to look at Hong Yang, raised his hand and patted his head, and said, "You too, you are timid all day long , I will be gratified when you two brothers' personalities are combined."

"Father..." Hong Yang lowered his head, his eyes wandered, but he didn't dare to look at Tan Long.

"Do you want strength...?" The disturbing voice sounded again, "Do you want to borrow my strength? Come, break the seal, then I will help you."

"Unlock the seal..." Zhuyin muttered these words, and then remembered that Yaoyu was indeed sealed, so that means... Zhuyin looked at the sword in his hand and the gem on the sword guard, Is this the demon jade?A maddeningly powerful demon jade.

"That's right, break the seal, kill those two people, and our contract will be completed. I will contribute my strength, and you... will contribute your blood."

"So it's like this... the ones you killed just now were your former master's family members? Killed them to sacrifice their blood, and you let the master have great power." Zhu Yin seemed to understand everything at once. He said, "But the stronger your strength, the more blood you need. They will keep killing, killing, and killing until their bodies can't bear your strength, or they are killed."

"You didn't fall down because of my murderous intent, which means you are excellent. If you want to avenge your father, kill them and make a contract with me."

"Brother...? Why don't you speak?" At this moment, Hong Yang carefully looked at Zhu Yin and asked in doubt.

But Zhu Yin just spoke, talking to that unknown voice, but Hong Yang looked at him with his head tilted as if he didn't hear it, and Tan Long also said, "What's the matter? Are you dumb now?" Said so.

They couldn't hear what Zhuyin said. In the final analysis, they were just hallucinations and didn't exist. Zhuyin sighed heavily, shook his sword, and rushed towards them...