Dragon King relies on green tea

After a burst of strong turmoil, white snow fell one after another no matter in the human world or the god world, and the whole world was covered with snow for a while.

The green leaves of the giant tree in Shendu Immortal Mansion fell one after another. It was the only hibiscus tree in the world.

There are no four seasons in the God Realm, and in the Valley of the Medicine King, flowers are in full bloom all year round, and the trees are lush and green. There is only spring day all year round.

Ming Yu looked at the snow that was falling one after another, and a tear fell from his eye socket to his face, and he couldn't control it anymore.

"Jian Xu...Jian Xu..." Ming Yu grabbed a servant boy and asked him to take care of Zi Sang Yanshu who hadn't woken up in the house, and then rushed towards the Demon Abyss like a madman.

The entire Moyuan and even the realm of gods and demons were blocked by an invisible barrier. Ming Yu slapped the barrier frantically and shouted: "Jian Xu! Jian Xu, come out!"

No matter how much he yelled, the barrier did not weaken a bit, nor did he see any response within the barrier. Only the ever-decreasing magic energy told him that the god he called was slowly disappearing.

The Dragon King of the South China Sea, who was far away in the South China Sea, also felt the turmoil between the heaven and the earth, and could feel that the barrier of the Three Realms was being repaired. Presumably, the gods were also in a mess at this moment, and he left the South China Sea with a plan, and went straight to the Valley of the Medicine King. .

Ming Yu was not in the medicine king's valley, and there were only a few medicine boys who couldn't stop the Dragon King of the South China Sea at all. Zi Sang Yanshu was still taken away by the Dragon King of the South China Sea.

The enchantment of the three realms is being repaired, and there is an ancient battlefield connected to the realm of gods and demons, called the place of burial of dragons.

The Dragon King of the South China Sea brought Zisang Yanshu to this place of burial of dragons. After the war of chaos in ancient times, no dragon clan could walk out of the place of burial of dragons alive.

And the Dragon King of the South China Sea wanted to throw Zisang Yanshu into the place where the dragon was buried.

After Ao Qin was sent out of Moyuan, he rushed directly to the Valley of the Medicine King, but he did not see Ming Yu or Zisang Yanshu in the Valley of the Medicine King, but he felt the aura of the Dragon King of the South China Sea.

Ao Qin followed the breath of the Dragon King of the South China Sea all the way to the place where the dragon was buried.

Seeing that the Dragon King of the South China Sea wanted to throw Zisang Yanshu into the dragon burial place before the barrier healed, he immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"Father, absolutely not, Yan Shu is also your flesh and blood, even if you can't recognize each other, if you leave him in the Yaowang Valley, with the presence of Mingyu Shangshen, you will definitely not let his identity be known to outsiders, Father, Please save him."

At Ao Qin's request, the Dragon King of the South China Sea remained unmoved, and even pulled out Zi Sang Yanshu's spine in front of Ao Qin, and threw it into the dragon burial ground.

The Dragon Burial Land is connected to the Demon Abyss, but the demonic barriers are more intense than those in the Demon Abyss. In the Dragon Burial Land, demonic barriers are rampant, eating the bones and blood of living things, and confusing the hearts of the living.

Monsters are best at bewitching the mind, making all living beings like them.

Zi Sang Yanshu, who had his spine removed, could not move, and the wounds on his body had not healed. The bloody atmosphere attracted the monsters from the Dragon Burial Land, which kept biting his body, making him completely unrecognizable, but unable to move.

"Is it very painful? Is life better than death?" A voice rang from beside his ears, but Zisang Yanshu couldn't see who was talking, the surrounding was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, all kinds of noisy voices There was a sound in his ears, and there were monsters biting his body constantly.

He wanted to roll over, but he couldn't move, he wanted to tear and scream, but he didn't have the strength.

In the land of the dragon burial, even if the soul dies, it cannot enter reincarnation, nor can it dissipate. It can only wander in the dragon burial.

The soul of Zisang Yanshu abandoned his body, but those demons still did not let him go, still bewitching in his ears: "The place where the dragon is buried has been banned tens of thousands of years ago, and no dragon clan dares to set foot there. Your spine is gone, you were also abandoned here, do you want to take revenge?"

The monster spied on Zisang Yanshu's past, and when his consciousness was in chaos, he kept whispering in his ear: "You were abandoned by your parents and the world, look, even you rely on your elder brother who said he wanted to protect you. Look, where are they every time you're in a trap?"

Since entering the sky prison, Zisang Yanshu's consciousness has been in chaos, sometimes sober and sometimes confused, and he can't even tell when he is sober and when he is confused.

He just remembered that he was in pain, pain, pain all the time.

Every time, Ming Yu's voice would be next to his ear, telling him that as long as he woke up, there would be no pain, but every time he woke up, the pain would be even worse.

Every inch of his body hurts, but he can't move.

In a daze, he seemed to hear Jian Xu's voice, he heard it very clearly, and he was not dreaming, so he fell asleep peacefully, but when he woke up, he saw neither Ming Yu nor the brother Jian Xu he was waiting for, It is the Dragon King of the South China Sea.

Only then did he know his own life experience. It turned out that he was just an abandoned child that no one wanted him to be in this world.

He knew that the Dragon King of the South China Sea was his father, but he heard the Dragon King of the South China Sea say that he shouldn't or, shouldn't come to this world, and his existence is a disaster.

So he was taken out of the spine and thrown into this place full of demons. He is an outcast and has been taken together. No one will care about him, no one.

"Yes, no one will care about you, you are abandoned, you see, you have been thrown into this kind of place, still no one comes to you, no one cares about you!"

An uneasy voice came from the bottom of my heart.

You are an outcast...

no one cares about you...

You shouldn't be living in this world...

These voices resounded back and forth in the depths of his heart, his soul wandered in the Dragon Burial Land, surrounded by all kinds of monsters.

Even without a body, those monsters still did not let him go, some monsters wanted to devour him, and some monsters wanted to turn him into the same kind.

In the land of the dragon burial, only powerful monsters can survive, and weak creatures can only be swallowed by powerful monsters and become part of him.

They said that no dragon clan could get out of the Dragon Burial Land, not even the monsters in the Dragon Burial Land.

"No one cares about you anymore, what are you going to do? Stay here and become like us, you belong here."

He has not been demonized for a long time, and the monster disease has not devoured him, but he is not reconciled, and has been bewitching in his ears.

That's right, we've already been together, what are we going to do outside?

Even Zisang Yanshu himself was shaken, but he still wanted to go out, there was someone he wanted to meet, at least that person didn't personally say that he abandoned him, he still wanted to go back, and asked, why?

"I want to go out! I must go out!" Bewitched by the monster, he still insisted on his own ideas, he wanted to go out.

That person guards the realm of gods and demons, and what he hates most are monsters, so he cannot become a monster.

After repeated bewitching, Zisang Yanshu still did not waver, the monster lost patience and wanted to devour him.

But he can't die, and he can't stay in this place forever.

In this place where you can't see your fingers, Zisang Yanshu keeps wandering away from the monsters. He doesn't know how long he has been wandering, and he doesn't know where he is.

But no matter where he is, there are always monsters that want to swallow him.

He recalled that day in his mind, before he was imprisoned in the sky prison, he seemed to have killed someone, and the warm blood seemed to be still flowing on his hands.

If you want to survive, you must kill them.

So at that time, he started to resist, he no longer avoided monsters.

Since he wants to devour him, he will devour these monsters first.

When a monster was torn into pieces and swallowed by him, the incorporeal soul seemed no longer illusory. Only then did he realize that killing them is so simple. Killing them seems to make them stronger. can get out of this place.

He has never been demonized, and there is still divine power in his soul, but he is also infected with the demonic energy of the place where the dragon is buried.

He didn't become an unconscious demon who can only kill, he still has his own consciousness, and he clearly knows what he wants to do, where he came from, and where he wants to go. He is sober. But I like the feeling of those monsters being torn apart by myself more and more.

So he didn't know whether he was a god or a demon.

But the monsters in the Dragon Burial Land know that there is a terrible guy in the Dragon Burial Land, he is more terrifying than all the monsters, because no matter the strong or weak monsters, as long as he meets them, he will kill them.

Zisang Yanshu didn't know how long he had stayed in the place where the dragon was buried. He only knew to keep devouring him to make himself stronger until the day he could leave this place.

The place where the dragon is buried is full of yellow sand, not even a single piece of green grass, let alone water.

But Zisang Yanshu came to a place with a pool of water, where all the monsters in the place where the dragon was buried did not dare to approach.

There he felt the familiar smell of the protoss, without the slightest turbidity of demons, which made him feel very comfortable.

Since all the monsters dare not approach, this place is naturally unusual, but he felt that it was very quiet here, so he sat down beside a piece of clear water regardless of other things.

At this time, the water was surging, and there was a sound from the bottom of the lake. After listening carefully, it turned out to be reciting a thousand-character text.

The memory of the past reappeared in front of his eyes, Zisang Yanshu was startled, and said loudly: "Who are you? You also know what I think in my heart, are you also a demon here?"

There is no magic energy here, but apart from monsters in the Dragon Burial Land, he really can't think of anything else.

There were ripples under the water waves, but nothing came out, but a voice came from the bottom of the lake, very kindly: "Don't be afraid, I am not a demon, but I haven't seen the breath of a god for a long time, and I was excited to explore your past. Sorry."

This voice didn't sound like the bewitching voice that monsters are good at using, and there is really no magic energy here, so Zi Sang Yanshu felt relieved.

Sitting down by the water again, facing the lake, looking at his illusory body that is not completely illusory, he said blankly: "Protoss? Now I don't know if I am still a protoss, I still have consciousness and divine power, But I am doing the same things as demon spirits, I devour them, and I also get their breath, I don't know what I am now..."