Boom!

The rocks around the monster shattered into countless fragments and melted into the surrounding magma.

Liu Yi was in the magma, and although he couldn't hear a very loud sound, he could feel the magma around him tremble violently, and at the same time, there was a dull roar like thunder.

A golden light rushed from the magma and rushed into the celestial fire circle where Liu Yi was.

Liu Yi sprayed cold air in his mouth, and was about to exert his magical powers against the golden light, but suddenly heard a burst of words from the golden light, "Fellow Daoist is polite, poor Dao golden scales, a monk in ancient times......"

Hearing this, Liu Yi swallowed the Xuanbing immeasurable water that he was about to release back into his mouth.

It's not just that this monster speaks to Liu Yi, but it's also because Liu Yi senses that this golden light is just a soul, and it doesn't pose much threat to him.

If it is something like the Yuan Shen, Liu Yi will definitely be more vigilant. But the soul is small, but it can't turn up too much wind and waves.

"Your Excellency's name is Golden Scale?"

Liu Yi was quite puzzled in his heart, and asked again, "Your Excellency is an ancient monk?"

It's just that time has passed too long, and Poor Dao has hidden his soul in the magma for countless years, and even his physical body has turned into a mountain that is thousands of miles long, and I can't even keep many memories because my cultivation has declined too much, and now my memories are incomplete, so I'm afraid that I won't be able to answer many questions from Taoist friends. ”

Ancient Monks!

Liu Yi had an inexplicable excitement in his heart, just because his feather brother was also an ancient monk, and now although the feather has returned to its place, Liu Yi's yearning for the ancient cultivation world and his curiosity about the ancient monk have not weakened, but have become stronger......

It's a pity that the golden scale man I met today is a person with incomplete memories, Liu Yi has no choice but to ask: "Golden scale fellow, you might as well tell me everything you remember in your heart!"

"This ...... Fellow Daoists, my memory is not only incomplete, but also disorganized. Why don't you ask me, if you ask a question, I can remember, I will definitely answer you, if you can't remember, then there is no way. ”

The golden scales hesitated slightly, then transformed, revealing the true face of the soul from the golden light. His body is a true dragon with four claws, four golden wings on his back, and a golden light!

This kind of dragon appearance, Liu Yi has seen in the classics, this winged dragon, called Ying Long, has a very strong body and extremely strong strength.

Liu Yi asked, "In ancient times, how many sects were there?"

Golden Scale said, "I can't remember this. ”

Liu Yi asked again: "When you were in ancient times, what was your strength, and did you cultivate to a demon saint equivalent to the level of the god and human realm?"

"It should be a demon saint. ”

Golden Scale thought for a moment and replied, "It's just that I always feel that I am more powerful than ordinary demon saints. ”

Liu Yi said: "It's more powerful than the average demon saint, that is, it's more powerful." The demon saint in the demon cultivator, like the gods and men of my human monks, can live forever, why did your physical body turn into a mountain, and only one soul was left hidden in the magma......"

"This ...... I remembered this! After fighting with the enemy, I fell under the enemy's great magical power, and as a result, my body was poisonous, and I couldn't solve it. In the end, I simply abandoned my body and sank my soul into the magma, which should have been immortal for eternity, but because it was corroded by toxins, it turned into a mountain. Although I am separated from my body, there are still residual toxins in my soul, and I can only suppress the toxins in my soul by the heat of the raging flames in the magma, day after day, year after year......"

With a glow in his eyes, the golden scales said, "That's right, I didn't know the language of the current world, but it was after devouring that Chi Xuanyi's soul and searching for the memories in his soul that I understood the language of the world today. ”

Hearing this, Liu Yi nodded, and was about to ask, when the golden scale said again: "That's right! This four-legged snake in Yinglong Mountain should have felt the breath on my body, and then it slowly became a little similar to Yinglong's appearance." The toxins they spew out of their mouths must also have something to do with the toxins in my body......"

Golden Scales has been lonely for countless years, and has never spoken to anyone, but now as soon as the conversation box is opened, it seems that it can't be closed, he constantly searches for Chi Xuanyi's memory, and actually tells Liu Yi how many beauties there are in the Holy Fire Sect, how many disciples are in the Holy Fire Sect, and let Liu Yi collect them one by one.

As an ancient true dragon, it is really difficult to change by nature.

Liu Yi once saw the sentence "dragon nature is the mother" in the book, the reason why the dragon gives birth to nine sons is different, because the ancient dragon likes to mess around, which leads to the different dragons born.

"Golden Scale Daoist, listen to me first......"

Liu Yi couldn't help it, waved his hand to interrupt the words in the mouth of the golden scale, and said, "I came here to Yinglong Mountain to seek the ancient bloodline. I originally thought that in this Yinglong Mountain, there should be the bloodline remaining in the bones of the ancients, but I didn't expect that you only have one soul left......"

"Ancient bones?"

Golden Scale thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I thought of a place that was once a battlefield in ancient times, and there were countless corpses and bones. You just need to go to that battlefield, are you afraid that you won't be able to find the ancient bloodline?"

Liu Yi hurriedly asked, "Where is that battlefield?"

With a wave of his claws, the golden scale performed the art of imagery, revealing a map of mountains, rivers and mountains, pointing to one of the places and saying, "It's right here!"

Liu Yi corresponded the Qiankun map that he remembered in his heart with the map turned by the golden scales, and found that although the general trend of the mountains and rivers had changed with the map drawn by the golden scales, he could still find the approximate location corresponding to the ancient battlefield in the Qiankun map.

It's just that Liu Yi had doubts and asked, "Fellow Daoist, why can't you remember many things, but you can remember this matter clearly, and you can still draw a map?"

"This battle, even if the poor Dao dies and turns to ashes, he will never forget it!"

The golden scale sighed and said with emotion: "Your cultivation is not even as good as the children of our ancient beings, and you definitely can't imagine what kind of power the real masters of the ancient times have! If you see this kind of power that can destroy the world and destroy the world, I am afraid that you will never forget it!"

Liu Yi asked again: "Is that master who destroys the world the world a great honor?"

"Dazun, how do you know about Dazun?"

The golden scale's expression changed suddenly, and he stared at Liu Yi with wide eyes, a look of disbelief on his face.

"What you see in the book. ”

Liu Yi flickered casually, and then asked: "That master who destroys the world is not Dazun?"