Chapter 754 Dragon Lord

Style: Fantasy Author: WeiheWords: 2198Update Time: 24/01/11 20:30:05
The king was so arrogant that he ascended to heaven. Outside the barren mountains, only Lord Qingtian was left. The king's ever-burning golden eyes only glanced at Lord Qingtian. The demon felt a splitting headache and his face was like gold paper.

"After tens of thousands of years, demons still exist in the world." The king said to himself, "It can be seen that the founders of the three religions are mediocre, and the blood of demons cannot be eradicated from people's hearts."

Behind the king, the great demon Sha Yue felt horrified when he heard the words.

The first ancestor of the wasteland has only practiced Taoism for a thousand years. Even counting the years before the ancestor attained enlightenment, the number of years he could live again would never exceed three thousand years.

In the Jiuzhou world, human history records record that the Buddha attained enlightenment five thousand years ago, and the glorious years of the founders of the three religions were only about five or six thousand years ago.

But the majestic figure in front of him said "how many thousands of years". Could it be that there are more than three founders of the three religions?

Or is it that this powerful demon ancestor has awakened from the body of the human race, but his mind is unclear.

"Huh?" The king's eyes suddenly looked weird when he looked at Qingtian Jun, but before he had time to investigate further, the three great sages of the demon clan had already appeared outside the barren mountain.

The moment the three saints of the demon clan appeared from the void, Lord Qingtian immediately relaxed his pressure, forcibly swallowed the blood that surged into his throat, and quickly retreated from the barren mountain boundary.

The three saints appeared, and the king looked at them one by one. He saw that the demon saint on the left was a big crocodile, wearing crocodile armor, with a ferocious head, but it was as upright as a human.

The demon saint in the middle has a perfect human form, with broad shoulders and a round waist, and a beard swaying in the wind. He is looking at the king solemnly.

The demon saint on the right is also in perfect human form. He is dressed in mysterious clothes and looks like a handsome young man with green eyes. His energy is between the other two demon saints.

"He actually belongs to the dragon!" When the big crocodile saw the king, he was shocked. "There is actually dragon blood left in this world!"

"Lord Crocodile, are you serious about this?" The demon saint in the middle was also horrified.

Although he already suspected in his heart that the monster in front of him was transformed from a dragon, among the three of them, only Lord Crocodile was from the Scale Clan. The Demon Saint of the Scale Clan obviously had more say than them about whether he really had dragon blood.

"Tianzuo, ask me." Lord Crocodile said in a deep voice, "There is such a person in your wasteland, and who doesn't know anything about it?"

The young man in black clothes looked strange when he asked, "Have you two noticed his clothes? Although they are badly damaged, you can still tell that this is definitely not something with a history of thousands of years."

The implication is that if there really is such a person in the wilderness, how could the demon clan not know about it?

Demon Saint Tuan Zuo noticed the great demon Sha Yue behind the king, his expression changed, and he said: "If what I expected is correct, you should be my wasteland demon clan, right?"

Facing the three great sages of the demon clan, Shayue felt as if she were facing mountains and seas even with the king in front of her. She was so nervous that her hands were covered with fine beads of sweat and were extremely slippery.

"You go ahead." The king said suddenly, without even looking at the little monster behind him who had been frightened by the battle, he sneered, "With your current caliber, you are not worthy of being by my side. In ten years, I will The king has been waiting for you for ten years. If you cannot advance to the sixth realm, there is no need to come to me."

Sha Yue thanked her, her beautiful back straightened, and she said in a deep voice: "I will live up to my expectations!"

After that, just stay away from the barren mountains.

"Promoted to the sixth realm in ten years?" Demon Saint Tuanzuo seemed to have heard some shocking secret, staring at the king with strange eyes, "Your Excellency, are you serious?"

The Demon Saint went straight to the point and asked: "Who is your Excellency and where do you come from? The dragon clan has been extinct in this world for thousands of years. Now in this world, there are dragons. For hundreds of years, they have never been heard of appearing anywhere. Pass."

"Looking at the Venerable's appearance, could it be that he is already in the body of a dragon?" Tuan Zuo asked.

Among the three people, only Lord Crocodile looked like he was facing a formidable enemy.

The phoenix of the feather tribe is the king, and the dragon of the scale tribe is the emperor.

Now facing the king directly, Lord Crocodile felt more and more terrified. The monster that looked like a dragon in front of him had an indescribable sense of oppression on him.

It's like fear coming from the depths of the soul, or...

The desire to surrender.

Lord Crocodile was already convinced that the monster in front of him must be a dragon!

"Noisy." The king's eyes were stern, "You are not worthy of knowing my name."

"Rampant!" Demon Saint Tuan Zuo has already had murderous intentions. The possibility of the person in front of him being infected with the blood of the dragon is almost certain.

Even if it is not the blood of a true dragon, if they can bathe in the blood of a dragon, a great demon of their level will benefit immensely.

Perhaps this will be an opportunity to enter the Seventh Realm.

With the murderous intent in mind, Tuo Zuo used his unique skill Void Palm. I saw the demon saint turning his hand and pressing it. His huge dark palm seemed to shatter the whole world. He pressed it violently from the sky, causing the entire barren mountain to shake!

The king's face did not change, he gathered his strength and punched out. The force of the fist collided with the dark palm print, making a loud noise that filled the sky, and it was evenly matched.

Tuanzuo was surprised.

He tried his best, but what he got in exchange was the other party's calmness!

"Not bad." The king sneered and stood still.

"You two, let's do it together." Wenjin said in a deep voice, holding out a red flying sword. "If I can do something evil, you should show your true ability."

The demon saint Wenjin came evilly with his natal flying sword. The killing power of his sword rushed into the sky, and his murderous intent locked onto the king, causing the world to change color.

The raging storm spread over the barren mountains, engulfed by thunder.

Lord Crocodile turned over his hand and offered up the magic weapon Palm Wheel. It was dazzling with brilliance and extraordinary momentum. It was like a quasi-celestial magic weapon!

Demon Saint Tuzuo also took action with all his strength, moved in the void, and flashed to the side of the king. His unique technique of using the void finger to point out dark fingerprints in the air, as big as a bullfight, went straight towards the king.

At this time, Wenjin and Lord Crocodile took action at the same time.

The palm wheel turned into a blazing stream of light and slammed into the king. Wenjin used the flying sword in his hand to slash out the sword gang, and cooperated with the two demon saints to try to kill the king from the sky!

The king's face was slightly cold, and his dragon claw hand shattered the Void Finger of the Demon Saint's Stretching Seat. Facing the joint attack of the two Demon Saints, he did not give in. His burning golden eyes flowed with ferocious light, and he opened his mouth to spit out the blazing dragon flames. The palm of the sky is so heavy that it cannot move forward even an inch.

"boom!!"

Demon Saint Wenjin's sword banged hard against the king's body, passing through the iron-green scales, causing the energy in his body to run wild. With a muffled groan, the power of the dragon flame was immediately suppressed by the palm wheel.

Seeing this, Tuanzuo praised his skills again and pressed his empty palm hard on the king's back.

"Boom!!"

The dragon flames exploded.

The Heavenly Palm Wheel roared in, but the king still stood proudly in the void. The ferocious dragon claws shook the demon saint's magic weapon hard. Under the fierce confrontation, blood spilled into the sky, but the brilliant Palm Heavenly Wheel was also blasted backwards!

"The body of a dragon is so powerful!" Lord Crocodile watched helplessly as the king knocked back the Heavenly Palm Wheel with one punch. The energy and blood in his body surged, but his fighting spirit became even louder, and the fear that lingered in his heart also disappeared. .

"Very good." The king carefully felt the pain that he had not seen for a long time, and did not care about his bleeding arm, and said: "You juniors, my name is taboo, Lord Dragon!"

Lord Crocodile was stunned when he heard this.

Demon Saint Tuanzuo looked strange and said: "Your Excellency dares to use the name of Dragon Lord, and your tone is quite serious! Let us juniors learn from it!"