"Gu Huaiwei, aren't you dead?"

Jiang Zhuoxue looked at the man in black robe in front of him with fear. The pale face exposed under his hood made Jiang Zhuoxue feel as if he was looking at a dead person.

Boruo immediately understood what his son said and looked at the man in black robe in horror: "You know? Who are you?!"

In a small room, sparks splashed from the fire of cultivation were everywhere, lighting up the dark room.

The man in black robe leaned against the gate, and Jiang Zhuoxue stood out from thin air on the fire pool of the fire of cultivation. Bo Ruo stood among the two with vigilance. The three of them stood in a three-legged state, but they all knew very well that Jiang Zhuoxue and Bo Ruo were natural alliances.

The man in black robe escaped, and Jiang Zhuoxue even raised his hand to summon the Youhuo in the fire pool and directly sealed the door behind the man in black robe.

The faint fire is different from the ordinary fire. Even if it is just a little bit, it will immediately ignite the robe of the man in the black robe.

Seeing that his appearance had been exposed, the man in black robe simply unbuttoned his robe and let the blue light fire burn the robe instantly.

"What a pity, I originally planned to hide it for a while." The man in black robe, Gu Huaiwei, said in his tone.

Jiang Zhuoxue looked at his movements and felt that the person in front of him was really far different from Gu Huaiwei he remembered.

If these two faces were not exactly the same, Jiang Zhuoxue would not even dare to recognize the identity of the man in the black robe.

He raised his hand again, protected Princess Boruo, and then asked Gu Huaiwei: "You are clearly dead in front of Sang Ying, why did you appear again? Or are you a monster monster, using Gu Huaiwei's face?"

With the few encounters he had met Gu Huaiwei before, Jiang Zhuoxue could be sure that the figure of the person in front of him was exactly similar to Gu Huaiwei, and even his voice was the same.

But Gu Huaiwei's body was clearly buried with him and Sang Ying. Someone made a fuss about Gu Huaiwei's body, and they even burned the body directly.

It is impossible for someone to drop the body under their noses, but the person in front of him is so much like Gu Huaiwei. Is there really a thing in this world that comes back to life?

"You don't have to guess. You will always know who I am. Before you can congratulate you, you have been reborn and are now a complete demon." This man who looked very much like Gu Huaiwei had a smile on his lips, but this smile seemed to Jiang Zhuoxue full of malice.

The man waved his hand suddenly, and the strong wind blew out the light fire on the door. When Jiang Zhuoxue reacted and wanted to stop him, the other party rushed out of the room.

Jiang Zhuoxue and Boruo subconsciously chased after him, but when they chased out of the house, there would be no other person outside.

And the passage to the lower realm also disappeared after the man left.

Jiang Zhuoxue, who was chasing him, was very angry when he saw this. The man took Sang Ying away. Before he could ask, he was distracted by the extremely similar appearance of the other party and Gu Huaiwei.

However, Jiang Zhuoxue was not discouraged. He turned back to the corner where the man was standing before, and a cluster of faint fire suddenly ignited in the palm of his hand.

The sparks seemed to have facial features, and seemed to smell the breath of a man and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Bo Ruo looked at this scene and turned to see Huochi, which was almost "sucked dry" by Jiang Zhuoxue. Even though she was a little unfamiliar with her son, she could only bite the bullet and ask, "What's going on Huochi? What did you encounter in it?"

While asking, she secretly looked up and down Jiang Zhuoxue up and down.

Jiang Zhuoxue is still the same handsome face as before, but compared to his delicate and clean face before, Jiang Zhuoxue's completely demonized eyebrows have a black and weird pattern, which makes the originally handsome face like an immortal a little more evil.

The momentum that had not yet been restrained on him made the demon princess Bo Ruo, and he had the urge to bow down and surrender.

Jiang Zhuoxue didn't know what his mother was thinking. He just replied slightly unfamiliar and coldly: "In the fire of cultivation, there is a demon core left by the demon lord."

Just one sentence made Boruo's eyes widen, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

"What did you say? What is hidden in the fire of practice?" If you listen carefully, you can even hear the trembling in Bo Ruo's voice.

Jiang Zhuoxue looked back at his mother and said word by word: "The demon lord hidden in the fire of refining is the most important thing he left in the fire of refining. Therefore, the fire of refining can temper the physique of the demon clan. Let the powerful demon clan become stronger, and the weak demon clan will be swallowed immediately."

"Over the years, the magic core has helped many demons, but the number of demons has been swallowed is greater. Therefore, the most pure magic power has been accumulated in the magic core, and over the years, it has accumulated a lot. Now it has been cheaper for me."

Jiang Zhuoxue said lightly, but Bo Ruo was not stupid. She still remembered the pain she felt in the fire of cultivation. If that was the power of the magic core, she just refining her body and it hurts so much. I think her son would only conquer the magic core and would only hurt more than she did before.

Bo Ruo pursed her lips. She and Jiang Zhuoxue had been separated for too long. Sang Ying was not so embarrassed when they got along with each other, but now they were the only two of them left, Bo Ruo felt a little uncomfortable.

She quickly found another question and asked: "Then what happened to the fire that emerged from your palms? Do you have a way to find the man in black robe?"

Jiang Zhuoxue nodded silently, but did not say anything to Bo Ruo.

Originally, the demon core wanted to devour him. After all, he is a mixed blood of the dragon clan and the demon clan. How can he enter the fire of cultivation belonging to the demon clan if his bloodline is not pure?

But Jiang Zhuoxue is already tough-minded. Although he is not as powerful as the magic core, he is very good at calculating. First, he pretended to be weakened by the magic core. When he was deceived by him and approached and wanted to devour him in one bite, Jiang Zhuoxue's last blow that had been accumulated for a long time fell on the magic core, and then he completely subdued the magic core.

After conquering the magic core, Jiang Zhuoxue unexpectedly found that he could mobilize the clusters of ghost fires in the magic domain.

It turned out that these fires belonged to the special ability of the Demon Lord. The cluster that emerged from Jiang Zhuoxue's palm was specially used for tracking. The cluster of faint fires smelled the breath of the man in black robe and had quietly chased him.

The former Demon Lord was killed during the war between gods and demons. After his death, Prince Futu failed to support the entire demon clan like him, but was suppressed under the battlefield of gods and demons.

No one knows how the magic core fell into the fire pool and became part of the fire of cultivation, but this treasure left by the demon lord has now been owned by Jiang Zhuoxue.

He suddenly raised his hand and let Youhuo ignite the entire demon realm.

After all the remaining demonic energy in the Demon Realm was burned by the blue flames, Jiang Zhuoxue whispered to Bo Ruo: "Let's go, this place no longer belongs to us. It's time for us to go down to find the group of escaped demons!"
Chapter completed!