Fantasy: If you are asked to be the Demon King, will you mass-produce the Demon Ancestor?

At this moment, I saw Su Wan'er standing nervously at the door of the alchemy room, constantly trying to open the door, but she was surprised to find that no matter how hard she tried, the door of this alchemy room seemed to be welded, solid as a rock.

"This... What's going on?

She frowned, staring at the door in front of her for a long time, and there was a bit of disdain in her eyes.

After a long time, Fang Cai mocked:

"I guessed that this demon king knew my bloodline before, and now it seems that all this should be aimed at my bureau, but it is also ridiculous, he will not think that with such a simple and crude house, he will be able to catch me, right?" Su Wan'er's eyes were bright and full of disdain.

As far as she was concerned, she was a female emperor in her previous life, proficient in alchemy and arrays, and she had never seen any kind of formation.

After entering the alchemy room, she checked it carefully.

At the door of the alchemy room, there could not be any formation, which was why she was able to enter with peace of mind.

But at this moment, seeing the closed door here, she felt that her intelligence was insulted.

Sneered.

He glanced back at the alchemy room.

"It's just a pity that these good things, staying here, it will only fall ashes..." Shaking

her head, she muttered softly, although she was reluctant, but she understood that since Chen Wuyi had already acted, it meant that she really should go.

However, even at this moment, she still secretly decided in her heart that when she had the opportunity in the future, she must return here and pocket all these things in an upright manner.

Taking a deep breath, she planned to escape here with her superb technique.

The next moment, the figure turned into Dao Dao green smoke and floated towards the outside of the house, and almost instantly, Su Wan'er floated out of the outside of the alchemy room, and at the same time, a faint halo rose on the periphery of the alchemy room.

However, these seemed a little slow in front of her superb technique.

Floating out of the house cleanly, her figure reunited, Su Wan'er unhurriedly patted the dust around her body, and her eyes were full of disdain and pride.

Only the most mysterious trick in the world can be called haunted.

And what she performs is a trick that can be compared to the elusive.

However, just as she was about to leave this place, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and the next moment, the alchemy room that had already walked out of reappeared in front of her like a ghost.

And the domineering oppressive force seems to be venting its dissatisfaction with Su Wan'er's escape, firmly locking Su Wan'er in place.

Su Wan'er was shocked and wanted to use a trick to break free.

But the next moment, she was surprised to find that the demon power around her was as if she was imprisoned, and she did not respond in the slightest.

Not only that, even her powerful reincarnation divine soul was pressed into her body at this moment, and it was difficult to release it.

At this moment, she is like a lonely boat on the sea, and under her eyes, there is only horror and confusion.

She didn't understand what kind of power that transcended the rules and could imprison her divine soul in this small body, let alone what kind of force could bring such a powerful oppressive force to herself.

His breathing became rapid unconsciously, and in his mind, a sentence that Chen Wuyi said not long ago suddenly echoed: "My Ancestral Dragon is boundless!"

At this moment, in her mind, a ridiculous thought suddenly arose.

Could it be that the one who retreats on this Clear Wind Mountain is really the ancestral dragon?

As soon as this thought was formed, it was like a maggot with bones, constantly echoing in her mind.

All the previous doubts seem to be explained clearly at this moment.

Yes, only the ancestral dragon can have such a vast collection.

Yes, only the ancestral dragon can have such a majestic alchemy room.

Only then can such an alchemy furnace be casually placed in the corner and quietly eat ashes.

It's just that there is one thing she has never been able to figure out.

That is, if Chen Wuyi is the ancestral dragon, why did he appear in Qingfeng Mountain, this place where birds don't.

......

The pressure around her became more and more majestic, making her already tired spirit more and more blurred, and her entire body gradually collapsed in this process.

It's not that her mental power is not strong enough.

It's the oppressive force on the opposite side, which is too strong.

The strong oppressive force gradually broke down her spiritual defense.

Even if he was a cultivator in his previous life, in the face of such a powerful spiritual power, he was afraid that there was no room for resistance.

In a blur, she saw her past life, her glory, the rebellion of her subordinates, the childhood of this life, the past, and even saw that a hundreds of meters of dragon phantom that entered the clouds was quietly looking at her with two sun-like pupils.

No, no, it's not an illusion!

There is a dragon watching him.

It was an ancient dragon that was as black as ink.

On the scales around it, a black mist emanated, completely covering the dragon's body, and the gaze pierced through the mist, as if it fell from the endless vast ancient starry sky and fell on his body.

This gaze, there is no coercion, no waves, and there is no slightest target at her, just like the most bland gaze in the world, there is no wave.

However, it was such a flat gaze, but Su Wan'er's soul trembled, because this was a gaze that she had never seen in this life and could not imagine.

That gaze was like an ancient god who had lived for countless years, quietly gazing at a mortal.

It left her helpless and confused.

She could clearly feel that her consciousness was being lost and annihilated by the years.

But she had no choice but to watch her memory shattered and lost.

For a moment, she couldn't even remember who she really was.

Just when she was about to be lost in her memory forever and about to be swallowed by consciousness, the black dragon in the air spoke.

"Su Wan'er, don't wake up yet!"

Hearing this, her confused gaze instantly returned to her senses.

One after another, like a tide, poured back into her body, and in an instant, a stream of brains traced back to her braincase, making her originally vague and broken consciousness condense and return again.

Looking in the direction where the dragon was, the next moment, I just saw the empty wall, where there were dragons, and where there were those indescribable fog.

However, the memory in her mind kept telling her that it was true, that everything was true, that there was really a dragon hidden, a behemoth that she had never seen in her previous life, and a guy who had surpassed her knowledge.

"You... Who is it? How do you know my name?

Su Wan'er spoke, her voice a little trembling.