[God Seal] Rebellion

In the dragon tomb of the Heaven-Defying Demonic Dragon Clan, only the Demon God Emperors of the past would be buried in it.It does not exist in any corner of the Holy Demon Continent, but in a relatively independent and closed space.Compared with the small planes opened up by ordinary demigods or gods, this space is more stable, and its nature is more unique.

The first Demon God Emperor back then was indeed brilliant. According to the records of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan, this His Majesty was able to display the power of space, and he built the Dragon Tomb.

However, for most members of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan, this dragon tomb is not a good place.Because entering here basically equates with death, and you don't know how much you will suffer before you die.Don't you see, some evil dragons who have committed crimes are unwilling to take this path even if they are willing to commit suicide?

Standing in the deepest dungeon under the Demon Palace, after Fengyu saluted her father, she stood silently opposite her father, bowed her head and said nothing.

Sighing in her heart, Fengxiu knew that although Fengyu didn't say anything, she was still aggrieved.This child is always like this, no matter how much he suffers, he never refuses to complain.Reaching out to touch Fengyu's head, Feng Xiufang said softly.

"I felt wronged yesterday."

Hearing this, Fengyu just shook his head and continued to remain silent.

"Yu'er, you don't have to take this road."

After being silent for a while, Fengxiu withdrew her hand and said.

"Your behavior..."

'Too reckless. '

Fengxiu didn't agree with his son's choice, he felt that this always prudent child was a little dizzy on this matter.In fact, if Fengyu insists on not taking this path, Ling Ruo can't do anything to him.

"Have you forgotten what your father taught you?"

"The boy knows."

Timely retreat and knowing how to endure is the way of an emperor.But Fengyu understands better that the son of misfortune is his knot in his heart.Instead of letting this unresolved knot haunt her for the rest of her life, Fengyu felt that she might as well give it a go.

Maybe he was young and frivolous, but if it was Fengyu who grew up many years later, he would definitely not make such a decision.

But now Fengyu is willing to fight with her life.

Seeing Fengyu's unflinching expression, Fengxiu felt a little headache.My own son knew that this child looked gentle and soft, but in fact he was so stubborn that it made people vomit blood.When Fengyu was very young, because of the rigid relationship between father and son, Fengyu's stubbornness was not very obvious, but later...

"Everything is careful."

Sighing helplessly, Fengxiu reached out and rubbed her son's head, ruffling Fengyu's neat long hair in retaliation.

Fengyu nodded with a shy and soft smile on her delicate and pretty face.

"Father, don't worry, the baby will be fine."

After all, Fengyu's spiritual power circulated and poured into the muddy ground under her feet.As time passed, the ground under Fengyu's feet suddenly lit up with golden light. It was a series of golden threads, and the golden threads were intertwined and extended, forming an extremely complicated golden demon in which only Fengyu could stand alone. Array.Fengyu's figure faded little by little, and finally disappeared in front of Fengxiu.

Fengxiu watched her son enter another space. After being silent for a while, she suddenly looked to her side, her eyes were cold, and she said in a cold voice.

"So, is the Great Elder satisfied?"

"What is there to be satisfied with? What is there to be dissatisfied with?"

After a while, the space around Fengxiu rippled, and a light gray-blue suit appeared in the dungeon.With her long hair loose, Ling Ruo stood with her arms down, her light blue eyes glanced at Fengxiu, and her thin lips, which appeared in a strange light purple, were slightly parted.

"Your Majesty, why did you send Fengyu here?"

"If the emperor doesn't send Yu'er here, why not let Yu'er come here alone? Wouldn't Yu'er be stigmatized for the rest of her life if she came to such a place and was discovered?" Fengxiu turned her gaze back and said coldly He gave Ling Ruo a sideways glance.

"The Great Elder also knows this truth, why do you make things difficult for a child!"

"child?"

After Ling Ruo sneered, he looked down at the ground and said nothing.How could he not understand the meaning of what Fengxiu said.It's just that the kid...

Being able to live longer than any Demon God Emperor, Ling Ruo naturally has his secret.From the first time he saw Fengyu, he could see the difference in Fengyu.Then contact the child of misfortune...

Although Ling Ruo disliked Fengxiu, he had to say that for him now, Fengxiu and the Heaven-defying Demonic Dragon Clan were the only meaning of his life.He could see that Fengxiu loved Fengyu very much, and he also knew that this child was innocent.However, if this child threatens everything he values, then no matter how innocent or pitiful this child is, Ling Ruo will never allow him to survive.

unless……

Fengyu was able to pass that way and get—his approval.

Seeing that Ling Ruo didn't speak, Fengxiu snorted coldly and disappeared into the dungeon.But Ling Ruo didn't move.

Slowly squatting down, Ling Ruo lightly pressed the muddy ground with his right hand, five pale and slender fingers, black and purple nails.The cold spiritual power slowly spread into the ground.However, the result turned out to be like a mud cow falling into the sea, and there was no half-response.

The five fingers slowly closed, and the long and sharp nails formed deep scratches on the ground, but he didn't realize it.Closed his eyes fiercely, Ling Ruo let go, stood up, smiled mockingly, and immediately disappeared as before.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

As soon as he left the barrier, a wave of heat hit his face.The spiritual power instantly circulated and wrapped the whole body, and it was this momentary inertial movement that saved Fengyu's life.

Even with spiritual body protection, Fengyu still felt the burning pain on the skin that came into contact with the flame paste.Even Fengyu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the boiling liquid with bubbles and heat waves constantly bubbling in front of him.The edge of the red magma could not be seen at a glance, after estimating the temperature of the magma with the pain, Fengyu's eyebrows twitched involuntarily.He doubted very much, if he didn't have the spiritual power to protect him, it would be no problem for him to be matured by the flame paste.

Biting her lip, Fengyu stood up, carefully adjusting her spiritual power while enduring the pain.After thinking about it, the spiritual power package only reaches below the waist, and there is only a faint layer above the waist, which is only used to protect the skin from being burned.In this way, although it saves a part of spiritual power, it also allows Fengyu to endure the heat wave brought by the magma while enduring the pain.

His fair and clean forehead was covered with sweat, and his loose robe was soaked in sweat, clinging to his body.I can't tell if the sweat is hot or painful.He moved forward little by little, not daring to stop in place because of the pain.Because Fengyu knew that if he exhausted his spiritual power here, he might really not be able to get out.

After walking two steps like this, Fengyu suddenly had a thought.Without even thinking about it, the space ring on his finger flashed with silver light, and the sharp long sword was already in his hand.The spiritual power circulated to protect the whole body, and the long sword in his hand swiped towards the right side in the air.

With the strange sound of "hehe" resounding in the ear, a strange animal shaped like a hunting dog, whose whole body was made of flame plasma, fell on the sea of ​​flames, gradually reduced to flame plasma, and disappeared into nothingness.

Heart sank slightly, Fengyu knew that this sea of ​​flames would never be so easy.There must be more than one monster, I'm afraid... pursing her lips, Fengyu stood there silent for a while, then suddenly started running.With the hair robe fluttering behind her, Fengyu clenched the long sword in her hand and ran quickly in one direction.

He cannot stay here long.

I don't know how long it took, Fengyu only knew that her legs turned from pain to numbness at the beginning, and then from numbness to stiffness.The arm holding the sword was so weak that he could barely lift it, and he no longer remembered how many strange beasts he had cut in half.But those things seem to be inexhaustible, and one or two will always pop up from time to time.

No... Fengyu narrowed her eyes, which were blurred by the sweat falling from her forehead, and she felt a little groggy all over her body.Fengyu knew that he might be poisoned by fire—although, because of his spiritual power, his mind was still clear.Holding the sword in his right hand, his free left hand pressed hard on a long wound in his waist and abdomen.

The blood flowing from the wound has gradually started to turn black. There are still seven or eight wounds like this on Fengyu's body, but this wound is particularly deep and long.

Fengyu knew that the fire and poison in her body might have something to do with being scratched by those monsters.However, this is also unavoidable.Raising his hand was another sword, splitting a strange beast in two.Fengyu took advantage of the opportunity to wipe off the sweat between her brows and eyes, her eyes moved down involuntarily, and fell on the sea of ​​magma under her feet.perhaps……

Fengyu stopped running and stood where she was, silent for a while.After being attacked by those strange beasts again, he suddenly gritted his teeth, mobilized all his spiritual power to protect himself firmly, and then fell headlong into the magma.The spiritual power can only protect Fengyu from being injured, and Fengyu will still feel very painful when surrounded by such high-temperature flames.

It's like the feeling of just stepping into the sea of ​​flames, but this time, the whole body is in pain.It's like being thrown into boiling water without being allowed to use spiritual power to protect the body. It's not the same as the sharp pain of being crushed bones and tearing open the wound back then. This is a slow torment.Fortunately, there are no such strange beasts in the flame, otherwise, Fengyu might not be able to pull out her hand to protect herself.

The spiritual power in her body is constantly being exhausted, and Fengyu can feel that her spiritual power is passing away like running water.It's just that Fengyu has no other way, so he has to grit his teeth and persist.No matter how painful or tired he was, there was nothing he could do. At this point, he could not be allowed to return, even if he didn't jump, it would be a dead end if he endured so much in the sea of ​​flames.

In this situation, Fengyu can only hope that his guess is correct.

Fortunately, Fengyu made the right bet.It didn't take long for him to feel light all over, and then his body seemed to fall from a high altitude, but it was just that the place where he landed was a bit inauspicious.

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