Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

In front of the gate, Zuo Daoming holds a mining pick in his hand.

This mining pick gave them great help.

Being able to come in all depends on it.

It can be said that it is the pickaxe of fate, leading him towards life little by little.

It's just that the chance of life is there, and whether it can be grasped in the end is another matter.

Zuo Daoming wants to survive, so he has to face many situations.

Not only be calm, but also be careful.

Coming with him were a junior brother and two junior sisters.

They all have magic weapons to protect them, but sometimes they are really dangerous.

Especially now.

Opportunities must be accompanied by crises.

After hesitating for a while, he said to his junior brothers and sisters:

"You guys wait for me outside. If I come out, I will bring treasures to you.

"If I don't come out, you should leave as soon as possible."

If he didn't come out, he would probably die inside.

There is no point in not dying, the time is almost up, and I am about to die.

His junior brothers and sisters have helped him a lot, and it would be too much to drag them along for the final journey at this time.

"Do you want to keep the treasure to yourself?" a man who seemed silent said.

Hearing this, a fairy immediately said angrily: "Junior Brother, how can you say that to Senior Brother?"

Another fairy said: "It's just that senior brother wants to take it all for himself."

"Senior sister, why are you like this?" The younger fairy was a little surprised.

However, the two people who spoke stared at Zuo Daoming without any intention of giving in.

"You don't need to go in with me. Even if there is Master's treasure, it may not be foolproof." Zuo Daoming persuaded.

"Anyway, you just want to keep it all to yourself." said Xia Liang, who was silent.

"That's right, senior brother just wants to take it all for himself." Long-haired fairy Cheng Ling said.

"Junior brother and sister, what are you talking about?" Dongfang Jing beside her asked anxiously.

"Just go in together." Xia Liang looked like there was no room for discussion.

The same is true for Cheng Ling.

Zuo Daoming held the mining pick and was silent for a long time.

Finally, he sighed and said, "You should prepare your protective magic weapon. It should be very dangerous inside."

Dongfang Jing felt a little strange.

But I couldn't figure it out for a while.

After that, the four of them stood in front of the door and opened it carefully.

There isn't much resistance.

The door just opened.

It was pitch black inside.

Zuo Daoming did not use any magic, but took out a magic weapon and threw it in.

Suddenly a bright light appeared inside.

This magic weapon not only can illuminate, but also has powerful attack and defense power.

If there is anything inside, it can be resisted.

When the light shone in all directions, they saw that there was nothing in the huge space except a coffin in the middle.

This is somewhat surprising.

There are still coffins in the True Dragon Legacy?

Never heard of it.

The four of them walked inside cautiously.

There was no special aura around him, and there was no sense of danger.

It was so ordinary and calm that it made one frown.

You must know that there is dragon energy all around, but the core should not be so calm.

But no matter how weird it is, you have to go in.

Zuo Daoming walked in holding the mining pickaxe. For some reason, he didn't want to let go of the mining pickaxe since he got it.

Maybe it's because of fear.

Afraid of his own death, afraid of his final fate.

They successfully arrived at the coffin.

The four of them looked at each other and seemed to be debating whether to open it or not.

Once opened a lot can happen.

Dongfang Jing hesitated and said, "Why don't you ask?"

The three of them were confused.

Dongfang Jing came to the coffin, knocked twice and said:

"Senior, are you at home?"

Everyone: "."

This is really a question.

Several people didn't know how to speak.

But no one responded.

"Deploy the formation, then open it and take a look." Zuo Daoming said.

Now that they are here, there is no way they can go back.

But this must be a gamble of a narrow escape.

After letting the other three people activate their life-protecting magic weapons, the formation was formed little by little.

In this way, Zuo Daoming walked to the coffin: "I'll open it, you guys stay alert around it."

Others nodded.

Boom!

The huge coffin was opened little by little.

The moment the gap appeared, the dragon energy began to spread.

Extremely rich.

Not only that, there is also a hint of danger.

Zuo Daoming could clearly feel that the danger was far beyond his ability to bear.

Without any further hesitation, he chose to close it.

However, just when the coffin was about to be closed, a withered hand stretched out from the gap to block the closing.

The moment he saw this scene, Zuo Daoming's brows jumped wildly and he said loudly:

"escape."

As he spoke, he fled immediately, and the others headed towards the gate without any hesitation.

However.

Boom!

The moment they passed, the door closed automatically at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, the dry hand moved slightly.

With a bang, the coffin was completely opened.

Then the black aura spread, and the entire space was filled with dragon aura.

Strange laughter followed.

"Hahahahaha~ How many years have passed, how many years have passed, I didn't expect that a person with dragon blood actually released me.

"The True Dragon Clan has done me a terrible job.

"But I came out again, hahahaha!"

The strange laughter spread out surrounded by some breath.

The cultivation of Zuo Daoming and others is simply difficult to resist.

At this time, a withered figure slowly sat up in the coffin.

He turned to look at Zuo Daoming and others behind him.

"Human race? Tsk tsk, the human race is really brave, they dare to offend me." The withered man laughed, and then said:

"But you came just in time, I will swallow you up and use you as my nourishment.

"I think you will feel honored to be a human race.

"Not everyone is worthy of being devoured by me, ancestor."

"Continue to open the magic weapon, I will delay time for you." Zuo Daoming sent a message to the other three people.

They were already trying to escape, but this was going to take some time.

Zuo Daoming took a step forward and said: "Senior, junior Zuo Daoming, an inner disciple of Haotian Sect."

"Haotian Sect?" The withered old man said with a smile: "Human clan? So it turns out that the Dragon clan is also dead? You don't want to be a servant to the Dragon clan?

“I thought you were a dragon servant.

"But you came at the right time. You were originally the nourishment for other black dragons, but now you are mine."

As he spoke, he stood up, dragon energy surging around him.

Directly interrupting everyone's magic weapon.

He even bound Zuo Daoming.

The opponent was too strong for Zuo Daoming to resist, but he felt confused.

"Nutrition? What does senior mean?" he asked.

"Don't you know?" The withered old man was slightly curious:

“The hybrids born between humans and real dragons are nourishment for our black dragons.

"This is engraved in your blood. When the blood is mature, it is time for you to devote yourself.

"But your bloodline has been mature for a long time, and you are still alive."

"Nutrition? Why?" Zuo Daoming was a little unbelievable.

"Why? Because you are a human and I am a dragon.

"Aren't all humans nourishment?" the withered old man sneered.

"I am a human being, but you are a dragon?" Zuo Daoming smiled.

This man's words were so direct, but so unreasonable.

The next moment, his eyes burst out with unprecedented ferocity.

Then he tried to break the shackles:

"I can die, but I can't be insulted to death by you like this."

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