Yin Buchen suffered a blow when he was five years old, which would be unforgettable for him. Since then, he has been filled with fear of the dragon transformation.

The true descendants of the Iron Dragon were born in human form, and they would inevitably become dragons within three days. From then on, they lived in the sea in the shape of dragons for most of the time. They could also soar in the sky, but they liked sea water more.

Under the eager eyes of the dragon king Yin Shengqian and a group of iron dragons, Yin Buchen, who was still a baby, turned into a fish, a big fish, swimming happily in the sea, slapped the water with his tail from time to time, and did not notice that his father's face became bluer and blue.

Yin Buchen's mother was not Tie Jiao, but Jiao King was still disappointed. He thought his son would inherit his bloodline instead of his mother. Because of this reason, he hated the mother and son at the same time and rarely came to see them again.

Generally speaking, Yin Buchen was still happy before the age of five. He knew that he was not favored, but he rarely saw his father and felt it was not profound. He wandered around with the iron dragon in the clan in the shape of a fish, exploring the secrets under the sea, frightening groups of fish and shrimps, and enjoying the remaining power around the strong.

One day when he was five years old, Yin Buchen was playing with several iron dragons in the bay. A group of sirens of different races were surrounded by them. They watched with envy and did not dare to get closer.

The fish-shaped Yin Buchen frequently jumped out of the water, growing taller each time, making a strange sound from his mouth mocking the audience, bringing all the power of the iron dragon to his own.

His father, Yin Shengqian, the king of Iron Dragon, happened to pass by and witnessed this scene in the air. In his eyes, his son was showing off his ugly appearance in front of everyone, overcoming the dignity and reputation of the Iron Dragon clan.

The huge iron dragon king fell from the sky and slammed heavily into the bay, which shocked the audience to flee. The dragon king threw the proud fish prince into the sky with his two horns, as if playing with a small stone, then roared at him and roared, accusing him of not being a dragon but embarrassing his clan.

Yin Buchen no longer remembers what his father had scolded. He only remembers that he was thrown into the sky again and again, helpless and frightened. In order to prove that he also belonged to the Iron Dragon tribe, he tried hard to become a dragon according to the method he learned from his mother. He had succeeded, but this time he could not do it. Instead, he became strange, neither fish, nor human, nor dragon.

Yin Buchen almost died in his father's rage. In the end, the Dragon King left with all the dragons tiredly. Yin Buchen floated on the sea, covered in scars, and the sea water around him was stained with blood. There were no companions, cheers and majesty, and only strange murmurs.

It was not until dark that Yin Buchen was taken away by his mother who had arrived and had his life recovered. After that, he rarely became a free fish-shaped fish and tried hard to learn the art of transforming dragons. However, when he heard that his father was coming, even if he only heard the word "Jiu King", it would make the already unsolid magic invalid.

After he was ten years old, Yin Buchen only maintained his human form most of the time, and the iron-bone dragon became his capital to brag about. Instead of his inner pride, living was his only belief.

Yin Buchen indeed survived. His proud father died in a meaningless battle with the vast majority of the iron dragons.

Therefore, when Yi Shijun wanted to use him to sacrifice, Yin Buchen felt fear and angry. He had no one left, and he was left with this humble life and would never want to hand over it.

The crystal eyes were gone, the front of her eyes was pitch black, and her wrists were severely painful, as if they had already broken. Yin Buchen didn't care at all, and tried his best to bite Yi Shijun's calves tightly, as if this would allow life to be retained.

Yi Shijun didn't even look at Han Demon. This was not his body at all. He could feel the pain, but he didn't care at all.

"The demon elixir is firewood, and the demon blood is flame. Only this fiery fire burns the sky and the earth." Yi Shijun chanted a spell in his mouth, and the two crystal eyes combined to ignite a ball of emerald green flame. The spell imprisonment here is too powerful, and he must use more powerful magic to break through the constraints.

Yang Qingyin was able to cast the magic-like Taiyin Fire before because of Laojun's clutches and the crystal-eye demon pill hidden inside. Now she only has Taoist magic spells left. Even if she is enhanced by the sword-washing pool water, she can only barely break through the spell confinement, and is far from being a match for Yi Shijun.

The biggest reliance for her and the few people around her was the restriction left by Mu Xingqiu. It was a powerful illusion that could block the many impacts of the huge waves.

Mu Xingqiu understands the power of Yi Shijun's single soul, and believes that after five or six impacts of the huge waves, Yi Shijun will collapse first. Yang Qingyin only needs to wait to win, but she was angry and removed the invisible effect of the restriction, which is equivalent to destroying a line of defense by herself.

The third huge wave came, and it was unprecedentedly violent. It seemed to have a feeling, and was extremely annoyed that it failed to completely destroy the humans and demons on the island.

The island was instantly submerged, with undercurrents surging, and darkness was everywhere. The Heaven-burning Demon Fire emitted by Yi Shijun was not extinguished or washed away, but became even more vigorous.

Yang Qingyin and others stood in a transparent cover, and were not affected either, but the cover was no longer as strong as the head twice. More than a dozen lightning flashes were drifting across the surface. Each lightning flash meant that a spell in the restriction was defeated by a huge wave.

The strange Shijun is waiting. Although the giant waves are also weakening his power, the opponent is weaker faster. Once the giant waves disperse, he can release the Burning Heaven Demon Fire and sacrifice with Yin Buchen, thereby breaking away Mu Xingqiu's ban in one fell swoop. At that time, Yang Qingyin will be his belongings.

The huge wave lasted a little longer, and more lightning began to appear in the shields around Yang Qingyin and others, bursting sounds endlessly, and the green demon fire was also swaying, which was already in a state of dissatisfaction.

The sea water finally began to fade and the sunlight returned to the island again.

Yang Qingyin was ready to fight to the death with the water of the sword washing pool. Yi Shijun became weaker and weaker, and she didn't feel that she had no chance of winning.

Yi Shijun was also prepared, believing that even the weak self could easily defeat a female Taoist priest at the Foxia realm and successfully seize the treasure of Yashan.

When the sea water fell below the neck, Yi Shijun decided to take action, but this long-standing attack was interrupted by a small accident.

The pain from the calf was too serious. Yi Shijun, who lived in this body, could not look at it casually. He looked down and was surprised to find that there was a dragon several feet long entrenched in the sea water beside his feet, and he was holding a dragon arm in his hand.

The dragon clan is a rare alien beast, spiritual beast. Among all kinds of dragons, it is relatively more dragons and the smallest, but it is still unexpectedly small enough to be only a few feet long.

Yi Shijun sneered, "I have tasted your eyes. Yes, you are a descendant of the Iron Dragon, with the marks of your ancestors hidden in your flesh and blood, but you are an incompetent descendant, and even the transformation dragon is so dissatisfied. Well, the effect of offering sacrifices in the form of the Iron Dragon will be better."

Jiaolong didn't think so. He was very small and weak, but he was a dragon after all, and his mouth was a hundred times stronger than that of a human figure.

Before Yi Shijun could offer sacrifices, he let out a sharp scream, and one of Black Phoenix's calf was bitten off.

Yi Shijun temporarily occupied this body. If he could use it to perform magic, he would naturally have to bear all its feelings. He could not care about it, but he could not relieve the feelings.

He stood with one leg and threw the dragon in his hand out of the water. Originally, he only needed demon blood, but now he wanted to throw Yin Buchen to the Burning Heaven Demon Fire.

At this time, the sea water had fallen below the chest. Yang Qingyin on the opposite side was ready. She was on the defensive side and was not in a hurry to make moves.

The dragon's body was thrown out of the sea like a whip, and it was less than two feet away from being ignited by the Burning Heaven Demon Fire, but Yi Shijun stopped moving.

"What's going on...my legs, my legs!" Heihuang made her own voice. This was her body. The strong pain finally made her suppress Yi Shijun's soul and regain control.

The black phoenix let go of the dragon, sat in the sea, grabbed the broken leg that was about to be washed away, and tried to use magic to make up for it, but forgot that he could not use magic at all on this island.

The dragon had no eyes, but it was accurately pounced on the Burning Heaven Demon Fire. It was his eyes. He could feel their existence, but as soon as he approached the Demon Fire, he felt an unbearable severe pain. He roared and fell to the ground, regaining his human form.

The island was exposed to the water, and two injured monsters kept crying.

The Burning Heaven Demon Fire in the air lost its source of demonic power and gradually weakened until it was gone.

Yang Qingyin felt a little sympathetic to these two monsters, especially Yin Buchen. Although he was never a loyal person, he did not deliberately betray him like Heihuang.

"Listen, Xiaodao was moved to the range of attacks by Mu Xingqiu with illusion. I will end the illusion now. Xiaodao will return to its original position. You can cast spells again." Yang Qingyin said loudly, "Yin Buchen, don't want crystal eyes. I'll find a way to get you a pair of eyes later. Black Phoenix, don't let Yi Shijun control you anymore. I want to use magic weapons to imprison his soul."

"Yes, I will not let my body be handed over to Yi Shijun anymore." Heihuang said tremblingly, holding his broken leg, almost fainting.

Yang Qingyin summoned seven magic weapons, the most important thing was a jade axe. She did not know how to use the candle magic. The jade axe had been used by Mu Xingqiu, and it would have the effect of binding the soul within three days.

Mu Xingqiu himself does not have such great ability yet. He must use the sword-washing pool water to move the island with his newly learned illusion and inject spells into the jade axe.

Yang Qingyin gently wiped the water droplets in her right hand. Mu Xingqiuliu's illusion was controlled by her at this time. The layers of illusions disappeared, and there seemed to be no change on the island, but humans and demons felt the power flowing in their bodies again.

Heihuang felt something was squirming in her mind and hurriedly concentrated her energy. She really didn't want to give up her body anymore.

The jade axe beside Yang Qingyin made a slight buzzing sound. It was sucking souls. Yi Shijun's soul had been more than seven days and was not considered a real life soul. Soul-absorbing does not violate the precepts of the candle science.

"Ah, it's such an amazing illusion." Whether Black Phoenix is ​​willing or not, the voice of Yi Shijun was spitting out of her mouth, "It's possible to move the island without realizing it, which makes my eyes wide open..."

"The giant waves are the magic of Taoism?" Hong Futian suddenly spoke, interrupting Yi Shijun's voice.

Several pairs of eyes looked towards the northern seas like Hong Futian. The waves came again, faster than any other time, but the scale was much smaller, only three or four feet high, and there were five Taoist priests standing on the waves.

Yang Qingyin saw her mother.

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