Chapter 341: Son of the Demon God

Deep in the East China Sea.

Youdu.

A dark, gloomy city.

There is no ordinary dragon palace with its brilliance and luxury, but Youdu is simple and vicissitudes.

Shrimp soldiers and crab generals patrol the Dragon Palace, silent, like corpses walking in the dark.

Among the palaces stretching for thousands of miles, only the central palace has a blazing torch.

It is said that this torch was given by the ancient god Ye Ming, with endless power, and has been protecting Youdu since ancient times.

A stream of light fell into the palace and turned into an old man with yin and yang eyes. It was Zhulong who returned from the East Coast, and ordered the dragon girl who was waiting on the left and right.

"Order Gu'er to come to see me quickly!"

The dragon girl who was waiting hurriedly withdrew to pass on the message. A moment later, Zhulong's son Zhugu entered the palace.

"Greetings, father!"

Zhugu has a human face and a dragon body. Among Zhulong's many descendants, his blood is closest to his father. .

Zhulong asked, "How long has Gu'er lived?"

"My father, it's been three thousand four hundred and twenty years."

Zhugu didn't understand, and secretly guessed what his father meant. Even Zhulong's closest offspring hadn't seen him for hundreds of years.

Zhulong played with Cui Yuan's residual soul in his hand and asked, "Have you ever thought about becoming a real dragon?"

Plop!

Zhugu looked terrified, and knelt on the ground in fear, explaining repeatedly, "I know I was wrong, and I had thoughts that I shouldn't have. I beg my father to forgive me!"

"Hmm?"

Zhulong frowned slightly, and was surprised, and asked, "How did you know I was wrong?"

Zhugu replied, "I shouldn't have coveted the position of Dragon King, complained privately, and conspired with Qinglong a few days ago..."

"Conspired about what?"

Zhulong snorted coldly. Zhulong and Qinglong, two dragon demon gods in the East China Sea, had been fighting for countless years.

Zhu Gu did not dare to hide anything: "The child was trapped at the peak of the demon king for thousands of years, and had a demonic barrier in his heart. He and Qinglong plotted against Liubo Dragon Lord, trying to use his dragon soul as a guide to ascend to the true dragon."

"Father underestimated you. You dared to plot against the Dragon Lord."

Zhu Long's voice was calm and not angry. He was the only demon god in the clan.

Now that he saw the decline of the Qiongqi clan, he felt sad for the rabbit's death and had long thought of cultivating demon immortals.

"The child knows his crime!"

Zhu Gu tried to suppress his fear. The conspiracy was true and false. In fact, he promised Qinglong to keep an eye on his father's whereabouts. The meaning was self-evident.

"Father was worried that you would be content with the status quo. With this plan, I feel relieved."

Zhu Long waved his hand, and Cui Yuan's residual soul fell in front of Zhu Gu.

The residual soul seemed to know that something was wrong, and immediately turned into a light and flew out of the hall, but it crashed into the formation and was imprisoned in the air.

"Father, which dragon elder is this?"

Zhu Gu roughly guessed his father's thoughts, and could not help but feel ecstatic when he sensed the true dragon breath of the residual soul.

"Ao Lie."

Zhu Long said: "It was willing to self-destruct to save Liu Bo Long Jun, and it is considered a dragon hero!"

"Hero?"

Zhu Gu hesitated. If he used the soul of the dragon hero to ascend, he would inevitably bear the infamy in the future.

"Womanly kindness!"

Zhu Long scolded: "Gu'er, you must remember that the monster race has always been the law of the jungle, and it has never changed since ancient times! It is precisely because of this principle that the monster race has more and more powerful people and is becoming more and more prosperous."

"My child will remember the teachings of my father!"

Zhu Gu hesitated only slightly, and if he really made a choice, he would definitely choose to devour the dragon soul.

Zhu Long said: "Tens of thousands of years later, who will remember the dragon hero? They will only remember the god on duty, who is in charge of the day and patrols the world."

"Thank you, father!"

Zhu Gu immediately understood that after he was promoted to a true dragon, he would be canonized as the true god of the monster court and enjoy eternal life.

Among the many descendants of Zhulong, Zhugu is the strongest and has the highest cultivation.

Cui Yuan's dragon body and dragon ball were completely destroyed, leaving only the remnant soul. The precious part is the true dragon origin. Only those who are close to the true dragon can swallow it and transform and ascend.

"You can take all the treasures in the treasury. You must succeed in the advancement, otherwise you don't need to come back!"

"Don't worry, father, the child is only one step away from the true dragon. This true dragon origin is enough."

Zhugu took Cui Yuan's remnant soul, bowed and left the hall, thought for a moment and went to the treasury.

The opportunity of the true dragon must not be taken lightly!

Ten thousand years of divine ganoderma, thousand years of red fruit, top-grade elixir, and other rare spiritual objects were swallowed into the stomach.

The demonic energy that had stagnated and grown quickly moved, constantly attacking the shackles of immortals and mortals, but the bottleneck was like a natural moat and did not move at all.

Zhugu returned to his own hall, swallowed Cui Yuan's remnant soul into his stomach, and cast a spell to refine it.

Ang!

The remnant soul let out a dragon roar, and then was shattered under the impact of the mighty demonic energy.

A wisp of the true dragon origin slowly merged into the candle drum heaven, and the mortal demonic energy gradually underwent a mysterious change, which was more than a hundred times more condensed than before.

Once again, it hit the shackles of immortals and mortals, and cracks appeared under one blow.

Candle drum sensed the changes in the demonic energy and the dragon body, and smiled: "My way is complete!"

This is.

A tiny remnant soul that was barely detectable followed the true dragon origin and entered the candle drum dragon soul.

Many memories emerged in front of the candle drum, from the first generation of dragon kings in Luoshui, until Cui Yuan took the opportunity to counterattack Ao Lie and turned from a human into a dragon.

The vast memory like the sea of ​​smoke washed over the candle drum dragon soul, and its own three thousand years of experience was not as good as one hundredth of the true dragon memory.

The dragon soul swelled and was about to burst, and the candle drum couldn't help but roar to the sky.

Ang!

Although Zhugu's soul was sound, it was fundamentally different from the remnant soul of the real dragon. Moreover, he had just refined the true dragon's essence into his soul, which was equivalent to identifying himself with the remnant soul and losing his home advantage.

Endless memory shock, seeing that Zhugu was about to lose himself, Cui Yuan borrowed the soul to be reborn.

Most of the inheritances of immortals and Buddhas in the world are like this.

"centering!"

A cold snort came from the void, and Zhulong's dark pupils shot out divine light, brushing against the Zhugu Dragon Soul.

The noisy and chaotic memory impact suddenly became orderly.

Zhugu immediately knew that his father had taken action, so he quickly kept his true intention and recited scriptures on calming the soul and calming the mind from Buddhism and Taoism.

After a while.

The soul that swallowed the true dragon's origin slowly transformed into the true dragon's soul, which can now withstand the majestic memory.

Zhulong nodded slightly and disappeared in a flash.

Zhugu sat cross-legged in the hall, waiting for the transformation of the dragon body, dragon soul, and dragon beads to be completed, and he was promoted from the top demon king to the demon immortal.

Half a month passed by in a flash.

A clear dragon roar came from the palace, spreading throughout the entire Youdu, and then the terrifying dragon power descended, as heavy as the heaven and earth collapsing.

The Youdu demon clan immediately fell on the ground and knelt down in the direction of the dragon roar.

"Congratulations to Patriarch Gu for becoming an immortal!"

Among the worshipers, there are many dragon sons and dragon girls, who share the same father and mother as Zhu Gu. We dare not show any disrespect at this time. In the future, they will no longer be brothers and sisters, but will become immortals and mortals!

Longwei goes as quickly as it comes.

The candle drum restrained its aura and turned into escaping light, falling outside the Dragon King's Hall, and bowed respectfully.

"Greetings to my father, my son lived up to his expectations and was successfully promoted to a true dragon."

"good."

Zhulong's voice came from the palace: "In the future, you will be in charge of Liubo Island and monitor the movements of the human race at all times. Ao Tu and Ao Huang have returned to the East China Sea and will temporarily serve under your command."

After Ao Tu Erlong came back, he informed Zhulong of the news that the unknown martial saint was born and died together with the Yinglong demon god Kunpeng.

Although Zhulong is not familiar with the method of divination, seeing the immortals and Buddhas who have died in recent years, he can't help but feel alarmed.

The demon clan is in full swing, but something seems to be going wrong.

Immortality is imminent and cannot be neglected. Like Yinglong, he died at the threshold of immortality. Zhulong decided to let his son go to the front line, while he temporarily hid behind Youdu, waiting for the Demon Court to be canonized.

Youdu has been passed down since ancient times and has gone through two eras of gods and ghosts. Its foundation is unfathomable and its life is safe.

"Children take orders!"

Zhugu was about to leave when he suddenly heard a message from Zhulong.

"Since Aolie came to the East China Sea, I have been uneasy. Now that I have inherited his memory, do you know what his plans are?"

Zhugu replied: "Reporting to the emperor, Ao Lie seems to be connected with the Golden Crow, and he has developed a disobedient heart towards the Dragon Clan."

"Hmph! I already know that Ao Lie's heart is not pure!"

Zhulong seemed to have expected it: "This ancestor was a five-clawed golden dragon, but it's a pity that it didn't survive until now. A few days ago, I saw that it was willing to sacrifice for the same people, and I became more and more suspicious!"

Zhugu patted his horse and said, "Father, with his clever calculations and strategies, he will definitely be able to lead the Dragon Clan in the future!

"It's nothing to lead the Dragon Clan, I must..."

Zhulong's voice was ethereal, and the following words could not be heard clearly.

…

Zhenzhou.

Anlongjiang, Jiangshen Palace.

Ao Rong looked at the copper-backed silver-faced mirror and asked, "Fairy mirror, fairy mirror, are there any demons and ghosts making trouble today?"

The merits of the incense slowly passed away, and the mirror surface was like water, gradually manifesting into a farmhouse door.

A black air hovered outside the door, ready to penetrate at any time.

"Huh? It actually does exist!"

Ao Rong sensed the power of the River God and immediately knew where the demons were: "In the village along the river, there are ghosts that turn into evil spirits and come out at night to suck in Yang energy and harm people's lives!"

Since realizing the true immortal's guidance, Ao Rong has become more dedicated to accumulating merit and slaying demons. He carefully patrols the water area every day to clean up all monsters and monsters.

It's a pity that Linjiang County is only a small town. There are not many monsters and monsters, and even more powerful ones are rare.

Today, he discovered that a powerful ghost was harming people. Ao Rong was afraid that the Demon Slayer Division would get ahead of him, so he drove the river towards Yanhe Village.

Village along the river.

There are many villages with the same name in Daqian. Yanhe Village is located along the river.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are sparse.

There was deathly silence in the village, and the usual barking of dogs was silent.

"Could it be that you're late?"

Seeing this scene, Ao Rong quickly speeded up and entered the village entrance to check quickly.

The owner of the courtyard was sleeping soundly. He had no idea that the evil ghost was causing trouble, and he was not harmed.

Carefully sensing the remaining Yin Qi, Ao Rong followed the traces to the center of the village and saw the ghost hovering outside the door at a glance.

It has a green face and fangs, a mouth like a pinhole, a thin throat and a big belly. The upper body is skinny and bony, and the lower body is filled with a shapeless evil spirit.

"A starving ghost."

Ao Rong immediately recognized the origin of the evil spirits. The ghosts of people who died of starvation, by chance, swallowed the evil spirit of the earth and turned into starving ghosts.

These ghosts are always hungry and have difficulty controlling their desire to eat. Their needle-like mouths not only eat people's yang soul, but also their flesh and blood.

The starving ghost is a common ghost, and is also described in the torturer's theory.

Such ghosts are stupid and greedy. When they see food such as rice noodles, steamed buns, etc., they will spin around uncontrollably, but they cannot eat it or swallow it.

A living person could take this opportunity to escape and report the crime.

Ao Rong observed the starving ghost for a while and noticed something strange. The ghost had been hovering outside the door for a long time but never came in to harm anyone.

"If you kill demons and eliminate demons without leaving a name, how can you be worshiped by others and increase your incense?"

then.

Ao Rong made a concealment move and stood not far away, waiting for the starving ghost to enter the house.

The ghost lingered outside the door for a long time, and finally seemed to make up its mind and jumped into the courtyard.

Jie Jie Jie...

A series of classic ghostly screams and the invasion of Yin Qi woke up the owner.

The owner and his wife saw the starving ghost through the window and screamed in fright.

"Mother-in-law, hurry up and take the child, go to the ancestral hall!"

The man tried to calm down and recalled the description in the fairy book: "What the hell is this... what should I do..."

Most people's minds go blank when they encounter a serious ghost, even though they memorize the contents on a daily basis.

The starving ghost laughed ferociously and pounced on the man, piercing his head with its needle-like mouth. With just one breath, it swallowed up all the Yang Qi, soul, flesh and blood, leaving only an empty skin bag.

Seeing this scene, Ao Rong straightened out Jiang Shen's robe and planned to make a grand appearance. All he had to do was lower the divine thunder to blast the ghosts to pieces, and gain another devout believer in the future.

Just at this time.

The statue of the door god affixed to the courtyard door glows with divine light repeatedly.

The void twisted and shook, and Yan Chixiao jumped out from the door leaf, transforming into a great man of five feet.

"The door god is here, and the kid An is so rampant!"

Yan Chixiao roared angrily, grabbed the starving ghost, and slapped his head to pieces.

After a few clicks, Yan Chixiao chewed up the starving ghost and swallowed it into his belly.

The farmer and his wife were dumbfounded, and then they kowtowed on the ground: "Thank you, Lord Men, for saving your life. Thank you, Lord Men..."

Yan Chixiao flew out of the hospital and said to the corner.

"You little dragon haven't seen enough?"

"Juniors pay their respects to God!"

Ao Rong quickly revealed his form and bowed down. The door god in front of him had unfathomable power. He was most likely the legendary true god.

"Incense has rich merits, no wonder sir would write down his name!"

Yan Chixiao said: "We must keep it up in the future, slay demons and accumulate merit, and we may not be unable to realize the true God."

"Thank you God for your guidance!"

Ao Rong was immediately overjoyed. Sir, what God said, he immediately thought of the Book of Changes.

"I'm going too!"

After Yan Chixiao finished speaking, he flew back to the door frame, and the divine light converged and turned into an ordinary portrait again.

The fluctuations in the void gradually recovered, and with the help of the door god's function, the space was broken, and a clone was cast from thousands of miles away, killing the evil ghost and then flying back to the main body.

suddenly.

A ray of remnant soul emerged from it with the help of the distortion of the void. Its aura was uncertain and seemed to dissipate at any time.

"I'm finally out!"

Ao Cang sensed the familiar vitality of heaven and earth and couldn't help laughing out loud. He immediately counted the time and found that nearly a month had passed.

The time and space in the void crack were chaotic, and Ao Cang felt like he had been there for decades, but it seemed like a moment.

Due to the continuous attack of the space storm and the lack of vitality replenishment, the dragon ball was finally broken and the dragon soul was 99% shattered.

Finally, just now, I sensed the fluctuation in the void and took the opportunity to get out!

"I survived after all. It only takes a few hundred years of cultivation to recover from my injuries!"

Ao Cang's soul swept around and found Jiang Shen Ao Rong. He was surprised and said: "God has treated me so well. He is actually ready to seize his body. This bloodline aura seems to be the descendant of my brother-in-law!"

Ao Lie and Ao Cang are both descendants of the five-clawed golden dragon. They are of the same line. After taking away Ao Rong, they can speed up their recovery of strength.

Thinking of this, Ao Cang dived into Ao Rong's head without hesitation.

"Junior, I am your ancestor, obediently offer your body to me!"

Ao Rong showed no fear, consumed the incense merit to activate the mirror, and said with a smile.

"Baojing, Baojing, take this old guy in quickly!"

The treasure mirror bloomed with dazzling divine light, shining on Ao Cang's remnant soul. There was a power to restrain the demon, and then it was pulled into the mirror and sealed.

On the silver mirror, a lifelike real dragon appeared.