"Why did Mr. Ji throw you down?" Ophelia, who was quietly waiting for Diapolo, finally saw her husband falling from the sky. This scene surprised her a little.

"Well!" Diapolo rubbed his head and looked around. The breeze blew, the mountains were green, the river was surging, the sky was already bright, and the terrifying scene of the disaster last night was covered with clouds and the thunderstorm continued to disappear.

"After everything is done, just throw me down!" Diapolo raised his head and looked at the white dragon surrounded by clouds. If it weren't for being close to it, it would look like a cloud floating in the low altitude from a distance.

"What are you getting?" Looking at Diapolo who rubbed his head, the white dragon shrank, hung it on Diapolo, and asked out loud.

"You absolutely couldn't imagine what I just saw?"

Seeing the familiar and strange dragon in front of him, Diapolo's spirit was shocked and broke free from the complex and long memory.

The test given to him by the Taichu Pishiyuan Dragon was very simple, which made him feel the most difficult part of the experience of the Creation Immortal who had been here, but even so, Diapolo almost couldn't hold on.

The years of his existence were too short, and even if he watched all this from the perspective of a third party, he almost couldn't stand it. Because everything was too real.

He seemed to have personally experienced the tragedy of the broken world, the desolation and desolation, the initial despair, the pain of losing everything, and the pain of losing everything. He empathized with it.

Therefore, after waking up, he remained silent in the pioneering memory of the Creation Immortal, feeling the difficulty of him leading his disciples to fight against various monsters from the deserted sea.

"What did you see?"

Since Diapolo kept it in hiding and recovered his memory, Ophelia was in a good mood and didn't mind cooperating.

"One dragon, an ancestral dragon that has opened up the world under our feet!" Diapolo, who broke free from the difficult memories, gradually became excited.

He not only saw the great existence of this world, but more importantly, he saw the possibility of his future.

Because in that memory, the Creation Immortal was not powerful at first, just like him now, and even worse than that. He relied on the magic weapons given by his elders and senior sisters to survive with a island of creatures.

But in the end, he opened up a new world with a fragment of his mother's realm, and he himself became the supreme existence in the world - farming was able to plant this step, and Diapolo was convinced from the heart.

Diapolo described to Ophelia everything he had just seen and experienced, but until then he found that the language was so barren.

Because Ophelia listened to his description, she always kept calm and listened seriously, but her emotions were not turbulent - obviously, Diapolo's description was not enough to shock her.

At this time, Diapolo realized that words could not describe what he saw. Only after seeing it with his own eyes could Ophelia feel so shocked.

"Diapolo, you have come into contact with the great existence again!" After listening to Diapolo's words quietly, Ophelia reminded him.

"Ah, yes, I've come into contact with the great being again!"

At this time, Diapolo realized that he seemed to have come into contact with another existence that transcends the gods. With the gods described in his memory, he probably could not be compared with the Creation Immortal.

"That Majesty has already reminded you!"

"But this kind of thing is not something I can avoid just by wanting to avoid, and this time I am very lucky, that existence has great kindness to me and also gave me a drop of his blood!"

At Diapolo reached out and a little bit of the inspiration shining with five-colored light shone in his palm, and its core seemed to be a drop of extremely tiny blood.

But in fact, Diapolo knew that as long as he gave his spiritual power, this drop of blood could turn into a vast ocean, just like the Xuanyuan heavy water he obtained, even more exaggerated!

"Why did Mr. Ji give you a drop of blood?" Ophelia's tone was a bit weird.

"Because I asked him for it!" Diapolo's face showed a embarrassed look, a little embarrassed, but he quickly added,

"But I didn't expect that he would be such a powerful being, and so generous!"

"What do you want dragon blood?" Ophelia was very confused.

"I want to obtain a new form through dragon blood to make up for my own shortcomings!" Diapolo briefly introduced the mystery contained in his body.

"So you still have to fuse the dragon blood? Be awake! Aren't you afraid of being assimilated?" Ophelia's dragon body meandered, and her dragon head reached in front of Diapolo, looked at him, stretched out the dragon's tail, patted Diapolo's face, and reminded him.

"No, that man has wiped out all the marks in his blood, and I will not be affected by homogeneity."

Diapolo didn't care, because the power he held now was insignificant to the ancestor dragon, and it had no meaning to assimilate him.

"Then have you ever wondered why he gave you this little thing? It's not about relatives or not, why should he give you benefits?"

Ophelia reminded Diapolo of this. There is no love for no reason, nor will it hate for no reason, unless the other party is a mentally ill, and that Mr. Ji is obviously not mentally ill.

"Mr. Ji may want to go home. Although this world is vast, it is not his home after all. He misses home!"

Diapolo said one possibility, which was the conclusion he reached in combination with the brief dialogue he had heard.

"A existence that has opened up the world, will you miss home?" Ophelia was a little puzzled.

"Of course, the fox dies in the hills and leaves fall back to its roots. No matter where, I want to return to my own origins! Even the immortals who have already created the world are no exception."

Diapolo, who had some memories in his mind, could understand such a reason. Some people, no matter how hard or tired they were, were willing to return to their hometown at any cost at any time.

"That's what you think?" Ophelia looked at Diapolo seriously.

"Yes! So, Mr. Ji gave me a little blood in exchange for a little chance of going home. This is actually a very cost-effective deal!"

"Is there a deeper pursuit?"

"for example?"

"I don't know, I don't even know what realm that immortal is in, so how can I know what His needs?"

"Then why are you talking about this?"

"There is no way, we have received too many favors, so many that I am a little uneasy!"

Ophelia's body was winding around Diapolo's body. She still had not adapted to this body, but she could feel the perfect fit between herself and her body.

She was originally just a ray of soul coming from her, but now, with the help of Mr. Ji, she has turned into a brand new individual who can practice. This is an opportunity that she never dared to imagine.

She originally wanted to see what the legend of another world was, but now she has the opportunity to experience it personally, which is far beyond her original expectations.

If she gets far beyond expectations, even if she is a person, she will inevitably think more. After all, she can give her a wisp of reincarnation and reincarnation. No matter how she thinks, she has already stepped into or even surpassed the realm of the gods.

"Don't worry, we have only this little strength. Even if we pull your body over, it's just like that. What can the Creation Immortal in us be able to plan? It's just doing it casually!"

Diapolo waved his hand. It was not because he was innocent and romantic, but because if the existence really used him as a pawn, he felt that he would not have any chance to resist, so he might as well let him go.

"Your heart is so broad! After all, this is the second time you have come into contact with this kind of existence. Are you used to it?"

"What can I do if I am not used to it? I can't resist, so I can only lie down and enjoy it. Moreover, my luck is pretty good. I've been a great existence with kindness twice in a row."

"Don't be lucky, the next time you may encounter is not like this."

"I know, and next time I will never be like this, I will have more choices."

"Well, it's good that you have an idea. Now, let me tell me about this world. Although I seem to have become a pretty good existence in this world, I don't know anything."

Although Ophelia's voice was dull, it was no less than the thunder in Diapolo. The boy was slightly stunned, and then grabbed the white dragon on his body.

"You swallowed and fused Xi's memory, how could you know nothing?"

"Let go, you hurt me!" The white dragon, who was caught by Diapolo, scratched the boy's wrist with dissatisfaction, but a row of sparks rubbed out.

"No, how could you not have any memory?"

Diapolo let go of his palm and let the Bai Jiao fly away from her body, hovering in front of him.

"Because I don't have the memory of Fusion Xi!" Ophelia's tone was still plain, but it made Diapolo's face uncontrollably grin.

"Why are you not fusion?" Diapolo, who had a bright smile, did not hide his surprise.

"There is no need for integration, just some information. If you cultivate my reincarnation to such a level, you will definitely know it clearly. Then I will ask you."

When he saw the breath around him became alive in an instant, the ray of sadness in the depths of his eyes disappeared without a trace, Ophelia rolled her eyes,

"And I am not a fool. You have been with my reincarnation for so long. Without my memory, long-term relationships will inevitably develop feelings."

"So, Xi, she's still there?"

Diapolo was both surprised and delighted. The situation in front of him was far beyond his original expectations. He was actually mentally prepared to disappear.
Chapter completed!