The southern part of the spiritual world.

In the sky, four thousand-foot-foot-winged beasts of barbarian dragons hovered, with strong chains tied to their bodies, and a huge floating island dragged on the other end of the chain.

The huge floating island is where the Heavenly Demon Palace is located.

At this moment, in the square in front of the Heavenly Demon Palace, a group of demon wizards surrounded an altar.

The wizards painted the totem patterns of the Tianlong clan with red dye on their faces and arms exposed.

They either shake the bone bells or beat the skin drums, step on the rhythm of barefoot, and recite the spell in their mouths.

On the altar, there is a sheathed demon sword.

Several gray cat's eye stones are inlaid on the scabbard, but these cat's eye stones are like they are asleep and have no past spiritual energy.

It is the demon sword that Guigu Changyang never leaves his body, a rainy night.

An old man with a hunchback in a dark green robe stood in front of the altar, leaning on a dragon-head crutch in one hand and pinching a string of dragon-scale beads in his hand with the other.

It is the high priest of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"The supreme dragon and demon god, the dragon catastrophe, is a sacred object from the demon dragon sword," the high priest Long Shi raised the dragon scale bead in his left hand. With the magic power, a ray of spiritual light spit out from the dragon scale bead and fell on the altar.

Kick!

At the top of the altar, a white dragon skull turned, and a bright red glow flashed from the hollow eye sockets.

"The young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Long Feiyu, resurrected with a holy object, is the favor of the Heavenly Demon God." The high priest Long Shi shouted.

The barefoot wizards around the altar suddenly fell into a state of madness. They roared, rolled their eyes, and twisted their bodies like fish that had just left the water.

Next, the high priest Long Shit took the lead in biting his tongue and sprayed a stream of blood from his natal essence on the altar.

All the other wizards followed suit.

The groove in front of the altar became a pool of blood.

The high priest, Chief Long, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his eyes looked at the altar opposite, his face still rosy as a boy, but his right hand holding the dragon head crutch tightened a little.

The other wizards are far less capable than the high priest Dragon Master, so it is obvious that the ritual just now is burdened with them.

Everyone's face was as pale as paper, with convex eyes and bloodshot.

But they were still dancing the witch curse dance tirelessly.

The witch blood in the blood pool turned into blood-colored runes, and climbed up to the heights like a blood snake.

Under the influence of the power of witch blood, the runes engraved on the surface of the altar turned red.

Buzz!

The altar trembled, and a blood-colored array ring appeared on the surface, and bloody electricity popped out like claws.

At the top of the altar, the white dragon-headed skull crazily absorbed the power of the witch blood on the array ring, and produced flesh, skin and scales at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A moment later, the dragon beast's head came alive, spitting out a breath of fire from its nostrils, and opened its mouth and let out a roar.

The roar was like thunder, and the entire square was trembling.

In the sky, four huge barbarian dragon-winged beasts dragging the floating island heard the roar of the dragon, and their closed eyes opened.

Because they had chews on their mouths, they could only make a low whine.

Four huge barbarian dragon-winged beasts swayed the huge dragon wings behind them, rolling up a strong wind covering the sky.

The entire floating island was pulled to a higher place by four big guys with brute force before stopping.

On the square of the floating island.

The high priest Dragon Master raised the dragon scale bead in his hand and shouted: "The Heavenly Demon Holy Island has climbed up a hundred feet, and the distance between us and the Heavenly Demon God has been closer. The Heavenly Demon God is immortal! The Heavenly Demon Palace is immortal!"

The wizards around him shouted in unison.

The immortal dragon and demon god!

The Heavenly Demon Palace is immortal!

......

Inside a secret room in the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Guigu Changyang closed his eyes slightly, sat cross-legged on a cushion, and breathed in Zhoutian.

Opposite him, Long Sanyuan, the head of the Heavenly Demon Palace, wearing a black robe, looked at Guigu Chang, who was cross-legged in his power, looking at him.

Yang, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he seemed to be smiling.

Rumble.

A shaking was passed to the secret room.

Guigu Changyang, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, touched his knees with both hands, and murmured, "Where is my knife?"

"Yu'er, your sword is a rebirth sacred object given to you by the God of Heaven and Dragon Demon. It is now being placed on the altar to receive blessings from the wizards. Besides, your memory has not been fully restored now, and you cannot pull out the knife. Just now, just now.

The vibration was caused by the blessing ceremony, and it was not a big deal. The blessing ceremony was very successful, and the Heavenly Demon Holy Island soared a hundred feet to the heights. We took a small step from the great and supreme Heavenly Demon God." Long Sanyuan explained

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Guigu Changyang suddenly covered his head with his hands and said, "My father, my head hurts. Am I really lost my memory? Why is there no trace of my father in my memory? Who am I? What am I doing?

What was wrong?”

Long Sanyuan hurried over, hugged Guigu Changyang in his arms, and comforted him: "Yu'er, you did nothing wrong. You are my Long Sanyuan's son, Long Feiyu."

After saying that, Long Sanyuan took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a red pill and fell it into the palm of his palm.

There is a blood dragon shadow on the surface of the red pill, emitting a fishy and bitter smell.

"Yu'er, you took this Dragon Blood Pill to help you recover your body, and then it will be natural to restore your memory."

At this moment, Guigu Changyang's memory was completely lost. He looked at the Dragon Blood Pill and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy. That aura was the aura of a demon dragon.

Guigu Changyang pinched the Dragon Blood Pill and took it in his hand to look at it, "Can I recover my memory after eating it?"

Long Sanyuan smiled and nodded: "Yes, of course it can help you recover your memory. You are my son, how could I lie to you? When I get old in the future, the entire Heavenly Demon Palace will belong to you. You are my throne.

The only heir to be the well-deserved next Tianlong Emperor.”

Guigu Changyang took the Dragon Blood Pill into his mouth.

The entrance of the Dragon Blood Pill turned into a blood dragon shadow and couldn't wait to penetrate into Guigu Changyang's abdomen.

Guigu Changyang only felt that his abdomen was stirred by a steel fork, and his internal organs were as painful as the fire burned.

Long Sanyuan put a palm on Guigu Changyang's shoulder, and activated his magic power, and the powerful demon clan's magic power was injected into Guigu Changyang's body.

The discomfort in Guigu Changyang's body gradually disappeared and he felt cold sweat.

What's strange is that tiny gray dragon scales grew on Guigu Changyang's face, making his facial features blurry and difficult to recognize.

Guigu Changyang touched his face with his hand and said in surprise: "My father, how did my face become like this?"

"Yu'er, don't be afraid, this is your Tianlong Demon Vein awakening. Next, you just need to continue to retreat, and then take a dragon blood pill every ten days. Wait until your body recovers to the realm of heavenly tribulation.

After that, it will naturally become what it is." Long Sanyuan comforted.

The medicinal power of the Dragon Blood Pill dispersed in Guigu Changyang's body, bringing a comfortable and warm feeling, which made him a little sleepy.

"My father, I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while."

Long Sanyuan patted Guigu Changyang's shoulder and said warmly: "Okay, I will come to see you again in ten days."

Long Sanyuan walked to the iron door of the secret room, put his hand on the door handle, then turned around, looked at Guigu Changyang and smiled slightly, "Yuer, have a good rest."

Guigu Changyang responded with a smile: "Abide by the order."

When Long Sanyuan left, Guigu Changyang closed his eyes cross-legged and entered a sleepy state.

An hour later, Guigu Changyang opened his eyes, walked to the iron door in the secret room, gently pulled the handle of the iron door with his hand, and found that the iron door had been locked from outside.

Guigu Changyang shook his head slightly, and he sat cross-legged back on the cushion, whispering: "Why do I see a gray scale dragon every time I sleep, without the shadow of my father. Long Sanyuan, he is really me

My father?"

In the following days, every ten days, Long Sanyuan would send Guigu Changyang a Dragon Blood Pill.

Time is fast, and a month has passed.

On this day, Guigu Changyang found that a strange spiritual vein had actually grown in his body.

The alien veins are silver-gray, with light golden demon dragon runes on the surface.

"What's going on with this alien vein? Is it the power of the Dragon Blood Pill? Or is it other reason?"

Guigu Changyang tried to activate his body, and the speed of mana in his body was increased by more than twice.

Behind him was a dragon magic figure, and his body surface spewed out the substantial demon soul power.

At this moment, the iron door was opened from outside.

Long Sanyuan walked in.

Seeing the dragon magic image behind Guigu Changyang, Long Sanyuan's eyes lit up and he stood there quietly, as if he was admiring a precious treasure.
To be continued...