The teleportation array swallowed all the figures of the man in black robe without any surprise. Jiang Zhuoxue endured the pain and climbed up from the ground, rushed over to step on the gap where the teleportation array was closed, and caught up with the man in black robe.

But what he waited for was a more violent blow than before. This time, Jiang Zhuoxue was beaten so hard that he almost fell into the blue light fire!

If Boruo had been looking at his son and reached out to grab a hand at the critical moment, he would probably have been scorched on the spot.

But Jiang Zhuoxue could no longer care about this. He watched the teleportation array disappear in front of him. He didn't even know who the other party was, so he easily lost Sang Ying.

Jiang Zhuoxue's eyes were bloody, and a dark red slowly appeared in his pupils.

"Who is he?" Jiang Zhuoxue spitted out blood from his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice.

Bo Ruo frowned. She didn't want to tell her son: "The Heart Demon Mirror was hidden in the heart by Futu. Even the Heart Demon Mirror fell into his hands. Futu must be dead. Do you know how powerful the Futu is? The Youhuo behind you can easily kill any high-level demon clan. Even if you fall in it yourself, it will be a life of death. But Futu can survive in the Youhuo for tens of thousands of years..."

"I'll just ask you, who is he?" Jiang Zhuoxue turned his gaze to his biological mother. The circle of red in his eyes seemed to be spreading across his entire pupil.

Bo Ruo took a small breath of air conditioning: "You are going to be demonized."

Outsiders always say that Jiang Zhuoxue is a demon dragon. Although the word "demon" is in front, his bloodline is still closer to the dragon clan.

Just looking at Jiang Zhuoxue's current appearance, I am afraid that it is impossible to be far away from becoming a complete demon.

Bo Ruo was a little worried that if such a mixed-race boy was accidentally, he would lose his mind and turn into a monster.

But her worries were not something Jiang Zhuoxue cared about. He just looked at his mother sadly and expectantly and asked: "Who is he? Where is he going to take Sang Ying?"

Bo Ruo sighed. She didn't know how much magic this human girl had that could make her child look like this, but the child wanted to do so, so what could Bo Ruo?

She could only answer helplessly: "I don't know the identity of that person, but he can open the ancient teleportation array at will with him alone, and the power that attacked you just now was clearly the power of immortality. I'm afraid he is a certain immortal!"

"And to be honest, the mutant monsters sent by Futu to the battlefield of gods and demons before were probably sent by this person. Alas, I know you like that human race, but this person is too dangerous. Even Futu is not his opponent. He has created so many terrible mutant monsters. It is impossible for you to take back people from him!"

If it were Futu, she would still be able to help her. After all, Futu would have been sealed if she left. Youhuo kept slapping his power. If he did some tricks, he would always get the inner demon mirror from Futu.

Just now...

Bo Ruo looked at his son with concern, but saw that the red color in Jiang Zhuoxue's eyes became heavier.

"How can I be as strong as the Buddha?" Jiang Zhuoxue asked.

Immortals? Such as the stronger immortals in the Putu today?

After all, he was too weak. In the past, he always felt that he was already very powerful in the lower realm. He was a dragon clan that many people feared and admired! But now he thought that his power was not strong enough at all. If it weren't for this, Sang Ying wouldn't have been easily kidnapped.

He had to become stronger, he was stronger than Futu, or even stronger than the man in black robe!

Only in this way can he protect his important people.

Boruo knew what his son was thinking at the moment he heard it, but she couldn't stop it, nor could she stop it.

The mother and son have been separated for too long, and their relationship becomes increasingly uneven. What's wrong with the child's desire to become stronger? Only the strong have the right to choose in this world.

"Are you sure you want to ask me?" Bo Ruo asked him. If he asked himself how to become stronger, he would have to embark on the path of the demon clan.

Even though Bai Nianchou was cast with a destiny spell, he still tried hard to break through the magic and spoke to stop Jiang Zhuxue.

There is a natural barrier between the dragon and the demon. If it really crosses over, there will be no more time to look back!

However, Jiang Zhuoxue's answer was firm: "I want to become stronger and become the strongest at the fastest speed!"

Even if he had to pay something for it, he was willing to do so.

"Okay." Boruo took a deep breath before finally calming himself down, "Since that's the case, I'll help you."

Behind them, Bai Niancho had already shed tears silently. He knew that from today on, he and Jiang Zhuoxue would never return to the past.

...

Sang Ying looked at her hand, as if it was not hers.

Her hands were not called calluses sharpened by practicing swords, but also wounds left over for so many years. Even if the cultivator has a tough skin, how could he not leave scars when encountering a strong enemy?

But the hands in front of me were different. Although they were almost exactly the same as hers, their hands were white and tender, and they looked as beautiful as the ladies raised by wealthy families.

She looked up at the mirror in front of her. What was strange was that what was reflected in the mirror was her face, but it was a bit more charming and cute than what she remembered.

This made Sang Ying very strange. In my memory, she had already started to train outside at this age and shouldn't have looked innocent.

Sang Ying rubbed her head, and she felt that she had forgotten something very important.

Unable to think of what he had forgotten, Sang Ying stepped out of the door, but ran into a handsome figure head-on. The other party walked to her against the light, and the familiar face also came into her eyes - it was Gu Huaiwei!

"Didn't you agree to go to practice swordsmanship today? Why did you get up late again?" Gu Huaiwei in front of her was completely different from the indifference she remembered, but her expression was very gentle.

It seemed that Sang Ying was strange, "Gu Huaiwei" said strangely: "Why do you look at Master with a very strange look? Is it uncomfortable to be so pale?" He said, and reached out to explore Sang Ying's forehead.

Sang Ying avoided his hand in panic, and when she looked around, she suddenly realized that she was actually on Jiangxue Peak.

No, this is not right! This is not her memory, it is different from what she knows.

Sang Ying avoided "Gu Huaiwei" and skillfully flew to the peak where his parents were. But what made Sang Ying even more strange was that many buildings in the Liuguang Sword Sect had been destroyed in the thunder tribulation of Jiang Zhuoxue, but why did nothing change now?

With such doubts, Sang Ying quickly found her parents' residence. She saw the two familiar figures from afar. She was about to raise her mouth and call them, but another person who had been away had suddenly sat opposite them.

Sang Ying could see goosebumps all over her face. The middle-aged monk who was chatting and laughing with her parents was clearly the sect leader who had been dead for hundreds of years!


Chapter completed!