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"You will uphold the last wishes of all the strong men of our clan and shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving our clan..."

Damn it, please stop talking nonsense, okay!

Feng Xia didn't even have the energy to complain at this moment. He didn't know whether Mo Lianque's plan to change the world could be realized, but he was about to change his name, surname, and clan status. He was afraid that this old dragon would continue If he keeps talking, I'm afraid he will be accepted as a closed disciple in a minute.

The mummy-like old man said calmly: "So, I will accept you as a closed disciple."

Feng Xia: "..."

Okay, he understands, he understands everything.

But it doesn't seem strange that such weird developments will occur in whatever he encounters.

"I……"

Feng Xia wanted to say something more, but the old man had already grabbed his collar, and then disappeared from all sight like a meteor streaking across the sky.

Outside the gate of Demon City, there was only silence.

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Chapter 0202

After the old man transformed from the dragon corpse carried Feng Xia away, the oppressive atmosphere outside the gate of Demon City lasted for a long time before finally dissipating little by little.

"Gone...finally gone!"

"Damn it, I almost thought I was going to die! Fortunately, this guy is finally gone!"

"Oh my god, I was so scared that I transformed!"

Many monsters were panting, sitting down the ground, and the earth was cracking around the earth, and the mountains were shaking, making it difficult for people to find a foothold.

But soon, as the oppressive aura in the sky dissipated, more and more monsters opened up quickly, running wildly, roaring, and even after looking around, they slapped their companions on the forehead. :

"Do you have the nerve to call it a transformation? It's not embarrassing to have only two arms? Look at me, I've grown six arms in one fell swoop!"

"Hmph! What's the use of having so many bare arms? Weren't you scared to the point of pissing yourself just now?"

Many demonic beasts were humming, and before they knew it, the demon capital city gate quickly regained its vitality. People were shouting loudly, shouting loudly, as if the horrific scene that had just happened was just a wonderful illusion.

For the vast majority of the subjects of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, the opening of the Demon King's Mausoleum is just a lively carnival. Whether it is the high-ranking Demon King or the East China Sea Jiao Clan overseas, they are all too far away from them!

However, there are still a small number of living beings who still remember the previous scene.

"Ah, A-Xia was captured!"

Following Zhu Youniang's low voice, the rest of the people couldn't help but look at each other: "It's true that Headmaster Feng was taken away, but let me think about it..."

Mo Lianque considered his words for a moment before he found a relatively reliable statement:

"Could it be that by the time we find Master Feng, he will already be that terrifying and powerful man's... brother?"

This kind of thing is strange no matter how you think about it.

But precisely because it happened to Master Feng, it was not so strange, and even... it seemed quite convincing.

After all... that's Master Feng!

As soon as Mo Lianque's words came out, the group of people looked at each other again. Even the anxious Zhu Youniang was stunned for a moment: "It shouldn't be... no? Didn't that strange dragon say that he would accept A Xia as a closed disciple? , if he becomes a worshiper, doesn’t it mean that he himself has become his own ancestor?”

"The Jinpeng Demon King is still the enemy of Master Feng. Didn't He finally become the master of Master Feng?" His Majesty the Emperor shook his head speechlessly, his expression becoming more and more weird as he spoke, "I just thought of a question. You see, the old sword king of Qianqiu Valley had no chance of meeting Master Feng, but he placed his entire sect on Master Feng. The Jinpeng Demon King was clearly an enemy, but somehow he befriended Master Feng. Son; and the old dragon just now, Master Feng is not a descendant of the East China Sea Jiao Clan at all, but he has become his closed disciple..."

For a while, everyone stayed where they were.

Although it sounds quite ridiculous, they know very clearly... what Mo Lianque said was not exaggerated in the slightest, everything actually happened!

"Miss Zhu, you and Master Feng are the first to know each other. Do you know some inside stories..." Mo Lianque turned his attention to Zhu Youniang again.

"Hey, if you say that, the reason I met A-Xia in the first place was..."

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Youniang was stunned for a few breaths, and then she uttered a few words: "It seems that I came here to get rid of him..."

Mo Lianque: "???"

It was at this moment that everyone suddenly noticed that the body surface of the black jade spider suddenly squirmed, and then black mist filled the air, and an exquisite and graceful girl's body quickly condensed into form.

"This...this is?!"

Everyone looked in shock, but saw that the current Zhu Youniang looked exactly like before, with a soft figure and flowing hair, but the part below the waist was still in the shape of a spider. At the same time, wisps of strange black patterns climbed up her sides. The face makes the delicate facial features look somewhat enchanting.

Even Zhu Youniang herself couldn't help but be stunned, looking back and forth at her current image: "Eh? Why did I suddenly change back... No, am I changed back?"

It's just obvious that her current situation is different from before.

The girl raised her fair and smooth arms curiously, and then tried to lift her legs - as her thoughts moved, at least eight spider legs were lifted together.

"This feeling is so strange..." Zhu Youniang seemed quite uncomfortable with this state for the time being.

"It should be what you just recalled, and it happens to be related to your first transformation. It is not only the cornerstone of your transformation, but it is also an invisible shackles..."

Dragon Concubine flew over unsteadily and analyzed thoughtfully: "You were restricted by this shackles before, but now, you accidentally touched the key and opened part of the shackles..."

"Then when can my other half change back?"

"Well... why don't you try turning the key a few more times, maybe it will open?" However, Long Lu's answer also seemed quite uncertain, "As for Fellow Feng Daoist, you don't have to worry. The old dragon shouldn't have any ill intentions towards him, of course provided that... Master Feng just teaches himself not to show off his flaws."

"What happened to that old dragon?" When this question was raised, everyone couldn't help but feel worried.

The scene when Jiao Qingtu arrived was too horrifying, and his image was equally terrifying. Thick water flowed across his body, and the air of death was permeated. There was no intact part of his body. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't look like a living person. The creature is more like a... corpse!

How could a corpse move at will? How could it come all the way to the Demon City to kill people?

More importantly...

How did such a powerful old dragon become like this, neither alive nor dead, like an undead soul returning from hell!

"have no idea."

Longluo's answer was quite straightforward: "But it is conceivable that he must have encountered a great terrorist incident during his lifetime. Someone bloodbathed his race, and the boundless death energy eroded his sanity. But at the same time, he also retained It freed him of his obsession and allowed him to continue to act in the world..."

He did not continue speaking, but said in a worried tone: "There must be no problem with Master Feng. What really worries me is that the old dragon said that the murderer who destroyed the entire East China Sea Jiao Clan is now Just in the Demon Capital City..."

Everyone's breath was suffocated for no reason.

When I looked at this ancient and majestic city again, the towering walls seemed to have changed and turned into twisted walls of flesh. Each building was like a sharp tooth, opening its bloody mouth to come here in the future. Devoured by all living creatures.

at the same time.

Feng Xia could only feel the changing winds and clouds around him, but in the blink of an eye, a piece of cold liquid suddenly enveloped him completely.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Feng Xia couldn't help coughing violently, "What the hell is this? Refrigerant?"

"This is the Millennium Cold Pond."

The old man Jiao Qingtu's voice reached his ears, and it seemed to bring a hint of smile: "Little guy, please change back to your original form and show me."

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Chapter 0203

As soon as he heard what the old man said, Feng Xia didn't know how many times his head had gotten bigger.

Anyway, it is very big, not just ordinary, and has a tendency to continue to get bigger.

"Damn it... why is it always me?"

Feng Xia couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

And at this time, he finally discovered a huge drawback of the Xuan Gong of Creation: the Xuan Gong of Creation cannot create flesh and blood out of thin air, it can only change the existing flesh and blood.

In other words, it is not a problem to compress yourself into a young shota, nor is it a problem to change from a shota to a lolita. After all, you have enough flesh and blood to change as you want.

But the opposite is not necessarily true.

Turning himself from a human being less than two meters tall to a dragon with a body length of more than ten feet or even dozens of feet - come on, even if he squeezes himself dry until not a drop is left, he still can't make so much. Flesh and blood, okay!

So thinking of this, Feng Xia just kept calm, straightened her face, and gave an expressionless sneer:

"Original form? Humph!"

"You little guy..."

Who would have expected that instead of showing any anger at all, the old man Jiao Qingtu laughed and shook his head when he saw this. He stretched out a hand as if to brush Feng Xia's head, but halfway there, the old man slowed down again. He slowly withdrew his hand.

"It doesn't matter, if it doesn't change, it won't change."

He shook his head again, and a "kind" smile appeared on his mummy-pale old face.

Then, he walked towards a bluestone beside the cold pool. Panxi sat down on the bluestone, his expression suddenly became slightly solemn, and he said word by word: "Little guy, what's your name?"

Feng Xia thought for a while and then replied: "Jiaojiao."

"Jiaojiao?"

The old man tasted it several times. Just when Feng Xia thought that the other party was going to say the classic "good name", the old man waved his hand: "This name is really ugly."

Feng Xia: "?"

He obviously still has confidence in this name, okay? !

"Forget it, people tend to talk nonsense as they get older. It's a pity that there isn't that much time to talk nonsense." At this moment, the old man let out a long sigh, "You have to be mentally prepared. From now on, you will be old and decrepit." I will do my best to train you and pass on all the inheritance of our clan to you!"

"From now on, you are the descendant of my Donghai Jiao Clan, and you symbolize the highest will of our East China Sea Jiao Clan. When you walk in the world, you alone represent the entire East China Sea Jiao Clan!"