V6.Chapter 44

"Kill you, one knife is enough!"

If he didn't use the saber, it would be enough, and if he used the saber, he would kill Lei Wenyuan. With his cultivation in the late stage of the Heavenly King Realm, it would be strange if he failed to sneak attack Lei Wenyuan. A warrior at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm has not yet reached the point of rebirth of a severed limb, let alone reorganization of a physical body. If it were any of the flood dragons present, their bodies would surely die if their bodies were split in half.

Lei Wenyuan's physical strength is not as strong as that of a real dragon, otherwise, he would have broken the ancient formation of Tianlong long ago. Even the physical body of a real dragon at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm couldn't stop the sharpness of the Heavenly Grade Saber. It can be said that his death was completely expected by Jiaolong in the late stage of Heavenly King Realm.

"Excellent, big brother deserves to be big brother. We fought for a long time, but it's not as good as big brother's knife."

"Okay, stop flattering, divide his blood dragon spirit, he can get seventy feet of blood dragon spirit by himself, which is quite capable. It's a pity that he met us and opposed us in Tianlong Valley , is a dead end."

The human warriors they killed were far more than Lei Wenyuan. It can be said that one-third of their blood dragon spirits were snatched from human warriors. Nine Heavenly King Realm Flood Dragons and twenty-one Heavenly General Realm Peak Flood Dragons join forces, and there are really not many human warriors who can escape under their hands.

"What's wrong, why can't we fuse his blood dragon spirit?"

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If the blood dragon spirit becomes unowned, it will be easy to merge. It should be easy for them to carve up Lei Wenyuan's blood dragon spirit. It is very simple to turn the blood dragon spirit into an ownerless thing. Either kill the warrior who has mastered the blood dragon spirit, or let the warrior who has mastered the blood dragon spirit take the initiative to remove the mark.

"Look, look, look!"

Pointing at the two halves of Lei Wenyuan's corpse, a dragon at the peak of the Heaven General Realm screamed in horror, his eyes full of fear. The two halves of Lei Wenyuan's body were wriggling, and his body slowly turned into blood, whether it was flesh or bones, all turned into blood, not red, but purple blood.

It's not that they are timid, but that everything that happened before them is too weird. It stands to reason that the blood should melt into the earth, but the purple blood that Lei Wenyuan turned into floated drop by drop. The ground was clean, not a single drop of Lei Wenyuan's blood.

"You know my secret, so I have no choice but to make you all shut up forever!"

Lei Wenyuan's voice sounded extremely gloomy, because he has no body, only a puddle of blood. Without waiting for the Jiaolong who was present to speak, he started to move, his purple blood was like a fierce tiger, and he rushed towards the leading Jiaolong in the late stage of the Heavenly King Realm.

"Hmph, play tricks, no matter what you become, I can kill you!"

In the late stage of the Heavenly General Realm, Jiaolong held the Tianpin sword in his hand, and slashed out, hitting the purple blood, and the purple blood splattered everywhere. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, drops of purple blood fell on his body. His face changed, because the Tianpin sword in his hand was frightened, and it could be clearly seen that the blade of the Tianpin sword was melting.

The Tianpin sword is like frozen ice and snow, and when the sun shines, it turns into water. If that's all, he still doesn't feel scared in the late stage of the Heavenly General Realm. What really scares him is that the places on his body that are stained with purple blood also start to melt and turn into bright red blood.

The other eight Heavenly King Realm dragons and twenty-one Heavenly General Realm peak dragons had purple blood on their bodies, and their bodies also began to melt. The bright red blood gradually turned purple, and then other parts of their bodies also began to melt.

"No, no, what the hell?"

"My arm is gone, damn it, if this continues, sooner or later I will turn into a puddle of blood."

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Flood dragons screamed in fear one after another, they didn't know what kind of existence they had provoked. They are not afraid even if they are fighting against the peak fighters of the Heavenly King Realm, but now, they don't know how to deal with Lei Wenyuan at all. People are afraid of the unknown, and so are dragons.

Some dragons turned into their own bodies, several tens of feet long, and in order to survive, he chopped off the parts that were stained with purple blood. It's a pity that it didn't have any effect, because the cut off part soon turned into purple blood, and then fell on him again. Some dragons wanted to leave this place, but unfortunately, just as they started to run, a large amount of purple blood fell from the sky, turning them into a puddle of blood in an instant.

"I don't want to die, please, please spare me, we can give you all the blood dragon spirits we got, and we will do whatever you tell us to do."

"Damn thing, even if I die, I will die with you. If I turn into a ghost, I will not let you go!"

"It's no skill to hide your head and show your tail. Come out if you have the guts, and compete with me in a dignified manner!"

Whether it is begging for mercy, cursing, or even aggressive methods, it will not affect Lei Wenyuan. Of the nine dragons at the Heavenly King Realm and the twenty-one dragons at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm, none of them escaped, and all of them turned into blood. They thought that killing Lei Wenyuan was the end, but they didn't know that it was just the beginning of fear.

There was silence in the arena, the thirty dragons were all dead, and the purple blood condensed together, slowly turning into a human form. If there were other people present, they would definitely be shocked, because the human figure formed by the condensed blood turned into a flesh and blood person, not Lei Wenyuan, who else could it be?

The blood dragon spirits of the thirty flood dragons all belonged to Lei Wenyuan. His physical body is not strong enough, and he doesn't have dragon blood, but the blood dragon spirit he can master is far more than seventy feet, because his blood is strong. Seventy feet to eighty feet, then ninety feet, and finally one hundred and twenty feet before stopping.

If the dragon warriors were to know the situation of Lei Wenyuan and Ling Dao, they might wish to find a big tree and crash them to death. Lei Wenyuan mastered a blood dragon spirit that was 120 feet long, and Ling Dao even mastered a blood dragon spirit that was 210 feet long, far exceeding the blood dragon spirit they mastered.

"Isn't Tianlong Valley a cemetery? Why didn't I see a tomb? It would be interesting if I met a female ghost taking a bath or something, right?"

Aolong lay on the ground bored and could only talk while holding the Zhanlongjian. The blood dragon spirit he has mastered has reached its limit, even if he finds another blood dragon spirit, it will be useless. His blood dragon spirit was found entirely by himself, and he did not snatch it from others at all.

After he came in, he searched for beauties everywhere without resting for a moment. He didn't find the beauty, but he found a lot of blood dragon spirits. Unfortunately, he can only master the seventy-five feet of blood dragon spirits. He doesn't have the blood of the dragon clan, his physical body is not as good as a real dragon, and his blood is not as good as Lei Wenyuan. He can master the spirit of a dragon with seventy-five feet of blood, which is not bad.

"Huh? The smell of a beautiful woman?"

He sniffed hard with his nose, and immediately jumped up. She doesn't need eyes, ears, or will, just relying on her nose, she can spot beautiful women. This ability alone is enough to make countless perverts feel inferior.

With his concealment method, it should be no problem to follow a beautiful woman. However, before he got close, he heard the sound of fighting. In Tianlong Valley, it is normal to encounter fights, some are for the blood dragon spirit, and some are duels between dragon warriors and human warriors.

"The blood dragon spirit is mine, whoever steals it will die!"

The seventh child of Immortal Gourd Palace just arrived, and with just one sentence, the human warriors and dragon warriors who were fighting in the arena stopped. He is the emperor's son, and this status alone is enough to be taken seriously. What's more, he has also shown his own means. Once the sky-swallowing gourd is released, it is difficult for warriors at the peak of the general realm to resist.

"Why is it Qianhui? What a waste of time, Lingdao, Lingdao, why do you keep cheating on me?"

Aolong finally saw the beautiful woman in the field, but unfortunately, it was Qianhui from the Ling family. He felt that it was not unreasonable for Ling Dao to deceive him. Die Wu was beautiful enough to have something to do with Ling Dao, Qian Hui was pretty enough to have something to do with Ling Dao, Dong Miaoyin was pretty enough to still have something to do with Ling Dao.

On an ancient dragon-shaped tree, lay a fifty-foot-long blood dragon spirit. Even if Aolong found a lot of blood dragon spirits, he had never seen such a big one. No wonder the human warriors and dragon warriors present were fighting fiercely. Some warriors at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm can grasp the blood dragon spirit, and the limit is not enough to reach fifty feet.

Qian Hui is powerful, but unfortunately, twenty flood dragons are always pestering her, making it impossible for her to get the fifty-foot-long blood dragon spirit. Other human warriors fought with dragon warriors, unable to help her, and did not necessarily want to help her. Who wouldn't want a blood dragon spirit fifty feet long?

"You should know my identity and fight against me now. After leaving the world of the Dragon Lord, I have plenty of ways to kill you. If you are willing to help me now, after getting the blood dragon spirit in front of you, I can also help you snatch their blood. Blood Dragon Spirit."

The "you" mentioned by the Seventh Immortal Gourd Palace refers to the young human warriors present, and "they" refers to the dragon warriors present. A person's power is weak after all, if a young warrior from the human race can help him, then the possibility of him getting a fifty-foot-long blood dragon spirit will be greatly increased.

"The same is the emperor's son, the gap is really big."

Qian Hui shook her head, and the seventh son of the Immortal Gourd Palace looked aloof, as if the emperor's son was the heavenly king. She didn't know what the other emperors were like, anyway, the emperors of the Ling family were not arrogant at all. Compared with the elder Qiyi of the Immortal Gourd Palace, the emperor of the Ling family is simply outrageously low-key.

"In Tianlong Valley, what is the use of the emperor of the human race?"

An old voice came from the ground, and the earth split open, revealing a 150-foot-long dragon below. His lifespan has reached its limit, and he entered Tianlong Valley just to wait for death. The fight above affected him, and he didn't expect to meet a human warrior before he died.

"Meet the seniors!"

The warriors of the dragon tribe looked excited, and if the older generation of flood dragons made a move, no matter whether it was the seventh child of the Immortal Gourd Palace or other warriors of the human race, they would have no chance of surviving. The older generation of Jiaolong is not only powerful, but also about to die, so he has no fear of revenge at all.

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