Probably because he is a demon himself, Yan Ge still feels very kind to the demon king in front of him.
Although the demon king's aura was somewhat dangerous, she never took it to heart.
Yan Ge has always been more tolerant of good-looking and powerful males, so he never cared about his faux pas.
The demon king did not reach out to pick up the scales in the singer, he lowered his head, suppressed the emotions on his face, and said in a low voice: "I heard from the elders before that every dragon will be summoned by the ancestors when it is about to die. Go to the place where the bones are buried in Shenlong Valley, the keel belongs to Shenlong Valley, I was angry because the keel was stolen by the human race, now knowing that the keel has gone to the place where it should go, I feel relieved from the bottom of my heart."
The dragon scale in the girl's hand was glowing with golden light, and the pure and rich spiritual energy could be vaguely washed away in the dragon scale. The coercion in the dragon scale was stronger than the dragon bone before, and even he dared not look directly at it.
For that human race, she would rather use her own scales instead.
She, does she like that human race
The demon king's eyes dimmed: "The parents who suffer from the body, hair and skin, even if the senior is a dragon, they shouldn't treat themselves like this. Let the scales grow back."
How could the scales that were removed grow back again, Yan Ge smiled: "It's okay, I have a lot of these things, it's not a big problem to remove one piece, and you are also juniors, take this as my greeting gift to you. "
She stuffed the scales into the demon king's hands.
He held the scales with both hands, the scales still had residual heat, and he slowly squeezed them tightly with his fingers.
Yan Ge didn't notice his abnormality: "Are you about to experience calamity?"
Others can't clearly see the state of the Demon King's cultivation, but Ke Yange can tell it at a glance.
The demon king nodded, and couldn't help but glance at the altar not far away.
He is the Demon King, and Lei Jie will be even more powerful.
But now that the altar is destroyed, the day of calamity may be his death.
"It'll be fine." Yan Ge said, "I can restore the altar to its original state."
When Bai Zhi Yange removed a scale and handed it to the Demon King, his spiritual consciousness has been paying attention to the situation of Yan Ge and the Demon King.
Hearing Yan Ge's words, not only did he not relax in the slightest, but he felt even more uncomfortable.
He was used to being someone else's umbrella, never thought that there would be a day when someone would help him take care of everything.
When Bai Zhi was studying these runes on the altar without sleep, Yan Ge was chatting wildly with those young and promising little demons of the Yaozu and giving them advice on their cultivation.
Although she is not a real dragon, she is also a tree spirit that has existed in the world for countless years, no different from a demon, and her views on cultivation have their own reasons.
The soul of the dragon is powerful, and Yange can faintly feel the joy of the host when he points out the cultivation of these monsters.
Probably, this is how the host imagined his life to be, to be an ancestor of the monster clan, to preach and preach, and to be respected and loved by everyone in the monster clan.
After spending a full year, Bai Zhi finally thoroughly studied all the runes on the altar.
He wholeheartedly wanted to repair the altar with his own ability, so as not to let her help him out, but after studying all the runes, he realized how ridiculous it was to repair the altar by him alone.
Xiang Ling'er can destroy the altar that can't be destroyed by a thunderbolt, because Xiang Ling'er is a human cultivator.
This altar clashed with the aura of human cultivation, and he had no way of doing it.
The next update will be later, probably at eight or nine o'clock, oh, this plane is almost over, you guys guess the identity of the demon king
(end of this chapter)