Nine Turns Sword God

A ray of white light suddenly flew out of the body of the White Dragon Demon Lord, turning into a spirit body and floating in the air.

"The remaining soul of the Demon Lord?"

Hu Zhong was surprised: "The Hu family has been ordered to guard this place for thousands of years, but I have never heard that the demon king still has a trace of his soul!"

The White Dragon Demon Lord sighed helplessly: "Back then, I was corroded by the power of the demon, and I used my last bit of sanity to let the Demon Ancestor kill me."

"After the death of this deity, the Taoist Taoist priest passed by this place and used the secret method of immortality to condense the remnant soul of this deity here. The destined person will take away the remnant soul and body of this deity and seek the method of resurrection."

"Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I have only waited for you to come in."

Chu Shaoyang frowned.

Another method of resurrection?

He quickly asked: "Senior, does he know the whereabouts of the method of resurrection?"

The White Dragon Demon Lord nodded: "Zhongzhou, Taixuan Sect."

"It is said that Taixuan Sect is the largest sect in Zhongzhou and has countless secret methods. The method of resurrection is one of the secret treasures of Zhongzhou."

"But in this space, there are very few people who can go to Zhongzhou, and it is even more difficult to join Taixuan Sect."

Chu Shaoyang suddenly realized: "So the senior came to me to make a deal and wanted me to take the senior to Zhongzhou?"

The White Dragon Demon Lord looked at him carefully and smiled lightly: "You have two bloodlines in your body, and the other is a divine bloodline, which is stronger than the bloodline of anyone I have seen in this life."

"And your bone age is only more than 20 years old, and you are already at the eighth level of the Saint King Realm. You are the most likely person to step into Zhongzhou and join the Taixuan Sect."

"Use a drop of essence and blood to exchange for the chance of my being reborn in the future. Why not?"

He extracted a drop of blood essence from the corpse and sent it to Chu Shaoyang.

Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment.

I thought it would be difficult to get blood essence, but it turned out to be so easy...

He put away the essence and blood and said solemnly: "When I arrive in Zhongzhou, I will find a way to resurrect the senior!"

The White Dragon Demon Lord nodded, and his spirit body disappeared into the center of Chu Shaoyang's eyebrows and escaped into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"I will temporarily reside in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and use your soul power to warm up the remaining soul."

Chu Shaoyang suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he had merged with the soul of the White Dragon Demon Lord, and there was a lot of information in his mind.

Those are the experiences of the White Dragon Demon Lord.

It turns out that he was just a little white snake who accidentally got the blood of a white dragon and rose to great heights.

If it weren't for the invasion of demons, he wouldn't have died in that battle.

The White Dragon Demon Lord also knew about Chu Shaoyang's past and was even more shocked!

Ningcheng is a tiny, almost soulless place. How barren is it?

But Chu Shaoyang just came from Ningcheng, and with his demon-like talent, he has been practicing so far and is about to break the boundaries of the nine realms of the Saint King.

It has only been seven years, but he has accomplished something that others cannot do in a lifetime.

I really didn’t choose the wrong person!

After leaving the tomb, Chu Shaoyang said goodbye to Hu Zhong.

But just after taking a few steps, Chu Shaoyang suddenly thought of something and said to Hu Zhong: "Senior, once the White Dragon Demon Lord leaves, the tomb will be empty, so you don't have to continue to guard it."

"How about coming with me?"

Hu Zhong was stunned for a moment.

He never thought about what he would do after the burden was lifted.

Perhaps, it's time to return to the human realm and live the life that one should live.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

He left with Chu Shaoyang.

The two returned to the volcano and saw Yun Mengxun and the others sitting cross-legged next to the snapping turtle.

The snapping turtle suddenly raised his head, looked in the direction where Chu Shaoyang and the two were approaching, and suddenly frowned.

"Is this breath a white dragon?"

"No, didn't he die thousands of years ago?"

Just when he was stunned, Chu Shaoyang and Hu Zhong fell beside him.

The spirit body of the White Dragon Demon Lord rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, looking at the snapping turtle with emotion.

"Montai, I didn't expect you to still be alive."

Yuantai looked at the White Dragon Demon Lord in great shock and exclaimed: "Master Bailong, is it really you?"

The White Dragon Demon Lord nodded: "It was he who found my tomb, brought out my body and remnant soul, and promised that I would find a way to resurrect myself and help me survive."

"But you, after thousands of years, you are still practicing like this."

Yuantai was a little embarrassed.

The demon clan makes good use of their blood and has a long lifespan, almost ten times longer than that of humans.

But everything has a price.

Although the demon race lives a long time, their understanding is far inferior to that of the human race.

Chu Shaoyang took out the blood essence and handed it to Yuan Tai: "This is the blood of the White Dragon Demon Lord."

Yuantai was shocked: "You, you actually got the essence and blood of Master Bailong?"

He quickly apologized to the White Dragon Demon Lord: "Sir, I asked him to search for dragon blood for me, but unexpectedly I got a drop of blood essence from you."

"Your blood is the blood of the white dragon, which is extremely precious. How can a stupid person like me be worthy of your blood essence?"

The White Dragon Demon Lord didn't care: "I am dead, and now I am just a ray of residual soul."

"It's just a drop of essence and blood. If it can help you practice, I'll treat you as if I were acquainted with you and give you a blessing."

Yuantai was flattered: "Thank you, sir!"

He took the essence and blood, holding it in his hand and looking at it as if he had found a treasure.

Chu Shaoyang walked up to Yun Mengxun and asked, "Are you okay?"

Yun Mengxun shook his head: "This senior is just trapped in cultivation and angry in his heart. In fact, he is a quite honest person."

"It's you, why did you bring the Demon Lord's head back?"

There were four demon lords in the demon clan, and two of them died in that battle, including the white dragon demon lord.

He is the most powerful Demon Lord among the Demon Clan and is also the leader of the Demon Clan.

Chu Shaoyang smiled and told him the story of the future.

Yun Mengxun was speechless for a moment: "No wonder you can get so many treasures, it turns out that you have great luck."

The word luck is as mysterious and unpredictable as destiny.

Chu Shaoyang just smiled: "I don't believe in luck or destiny, I only believe in my own talent."

"Only if you are strong enough can you be qualified to compete for opportunities."

Yun Mengxun was stunned at first, and then nodded in approval.

Suddenly, an amazing blood breath came from Yuantai.

He began to refine the blood of the white dragon.

The blood containing the power of the white dragon merged into his body and spread to his limbs.

Yuantai once again turned into a 100-meter-tall alligator turtle, and many white patterns appeared on his shell, which was complex and ancient.

The faint dragon power spread out, suppressing everyone to breath.

Only Chu Shaoyang was not affected.

The power of the two spiritual roots of the Azure Dragon and the Dragon Turtle resisted the suppression of the dragon's power.

As monsters, or two top beasts, how could they be suppressed by a trace of the aftermath of dragon blood?

"He doesn't have enough comprehension, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to fully comprehend the power in the dragon blood."

The White Dragon Demon Lord lowered his voice and said, "Release your spiritual roots, let him feel the pressure of the dragon clan."

"Perhaps under this pressure, he can successfully break through."

Chu Shaoyang nodded and immediately activated the two spiritual roots of Azure Dragon and Dragon Turtle.

Suddenly, the two colors of blue-gold and red light behind him shot up into the sky.

The Azure Dragon and Dragon Turtle were suspended in the air and roared.

The dragon's might descended, and the might was overwhelming!

Yun Mengxun and the others were not monsters, so they could only feel the powerful aura of the two spiritual roots.

But Yuantai was different.

The fear from the depths of his blood jumped into his heart.

That was the suppression of blood, the might of a real dragon!

Even if there was only a slight trace, he would instinctively feel fear.