Demon Concubine Yutian

4983--Andrew
Instead, on the altar, the black prison dragon formed by the mass of black mist.

This black prison dragon in the form of black mist has almost the same scales as the real body, and the position of the soul sea between the brows can be connected with the contract of the real body. Although it is also extremely powerful and can even attack from the air, it is not real after all.

Si Yutian glanced at the altar, "Is your body being pressed under the altar?"

The altar, apart from being used for worship, can only be used to suppress certain things.

"Yes."

Hei Prison Flood Dragon nodded his head, "Master, you put me under this altar before you fell. For so many years, I have stayed at the foot of Shaohan Mountain, waiting for the day when Master returns."

Si Yutian and Dark Phoenix were both stunned.

"you say--"

Dark Phoenix repeated it tentatively, "It was your master who imprisoned you under this altar? Are you sure you remember correctly?"

The Hei Prison Flood Dragon glanced at Dark Phoenix angrily.

"I will never forget this matter."

The Black Prison Flood Dragon explained, "When my master fell, I wanted to reincarnate with him, but my master refused, so I simply asked my master to find a place to seal me, so that I could use a long deep sleep to pass away. Waiting for the reincarnation of the master for so many years."

It's not like Dark Phoenix and Nether Tiger. Once the contractor dies, he finds a new contractor.

Its feelings for its master cannot be understood by other people. If it is Boya, its master is Zhong Ziqi who appreciates it. For thousands of years, the only one who really understands it is its master.

Others respect it and please it, but only to sign a contract with it and let it become their contract beast, so that they can do whatever they want.

So, how could it abandon its master?

It would rather spend so many years waiting for the reincarnation of a master, at least the essence of the reincarnated person still knows it understands its master!

"So, this altar, as long as the master uses your strength, it can be unlocked."

The black prison flood dragon's eyes were full of hope, "Master, I'm bored after waiting for so many years, take me out and see the outside world!"

Si Yutian frowned, and walked to the altar.

The altar is about twenty feet long, and it is made of bronze and black stone. The surface of the altar is clean, there is nothing like a mechanism, but in the middle, it has been scratched dozens of times. Linked together, it looks like a...

Si Yutian was thoughtful, "Is this a chessboard?"

"Yes, master, have you forgotten?"

The Black Prison Flood Dragon took the words, and it always forgets its own affairs faster than anyone else, but it is very concerned about the master's affairs, and vaguely remembers, "Master, you really liked playing chess back then. , so when you sealed me, you built a chessboard on the altar, as long as you can get out of the chess game you set, the seal on the altar can be untied!"

play chess?

Si Yutian lowered his eyes and covered the chessboard with his fingers. A deep purple aura flashed across the traces immediately. The next moment, those auras were divided into two strands, one was turbid and the other was clear, and they condensed into black and white chess pieces out of thin air, falling on the chessboard. chessboard.

Looking at the endgame on the chessboard, Si Yutian hesitated more and more.

Hei Prison Jiaolong said that he is his contract master and the one who set up the chess game, but facing the endgame in front of him, he has no memory at all.

(End of this chapter)