Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 638 Strange Dragon
"Now, you should be able to feel the power of the Planet Destroyer Bottle. You can come find me now..."

"Although my giant and dragon bloodlines are insufficient to compete for the position of true king here, there are some benefits I cannot miss..."

"Then let everyone work for me and accumulate resources..."

"Once I've accumulated enough resources and passed the divine script exam with a perfect score, I can open up my own interdimensional trade route..."

Crystal Dust revealed the kind and honest smile typical of dimensional merchants, but deep within that smile lay a subtle cunning.

In his hand, a nine-section whip appeared, each section being a planet.

He flicked it lightly.

boom!
A shockwave hundreds of meters long tore through the air, split the earth, and left deep trenches in the ground.

The body of a grandmaster, the power of a demigod.

Throughout the True King's Land, the Demon Worship Cult and some demon masters took out their demon-locating devices, changed direction, and headed towards the location of Crystal Dust.

The Dark Wrath stood by the Divine Vein River, gazing in the direction the demon locator was pointing. After a moment's hesitation, it plunged into the river to absorb power.

Apart from those who passed the trials of the Gate of the True King in the Giant World, whether they were the Death Star Dragon, the Vast Star Giant, or the subordinates of Crystal Dust, the son of the Plane Merchant, they were all scattered randomly throughout the True King's Land.

Battles broke out suddenly in various places.

Zhou Leng stood at the bottom of the Divine Vein River, quietly cultivating and absorbing power.

After consolidating his Grandmaster realm, he swam to the other side of the river and ran towards Wanyun Mountain.

Legend has it that Mount Wanyun was formed from the bodies of the distant mountain and the star of death, separating the land of the true king, and possessing immense power.

The treasures and vital power of the two deities are hidden deep within Wanyun Mountain.

Even extraterrestrial debris passing by will be attracted to Wanyun Mountain and land there.

The full name of a dense stellar nucleus is a fragment of a dense stellar nucleus, because a complete dense stellar nucleus is a star, heavier than the sun, containing stellar power capable of destroying the world.

Even a small, fist-sized fragment of a dense stellar core weighs at least 400 tons.

Even dense fragments of a star's core contain terrifying destructive stellar power, and no undead god would dare to approach them.

Therefore, that area was called a disaster zone.

In the disaster-stricken area, there is a legendary creature called the "Calamity Dragon." It is a legend because no spirits have ever seen it, but spirits always disappear in that area. Over time, this has become the legend of the Calamity Dragon.

It travels at twice the speed of sound, covering two thousand kilometers in just one hour.

They encountered undead gods along the way, but neither the dragons nor the giants made a move.

Occasionally, they would see some strange alien dragons or giants, but they did not take any action.

The further you go, the more alien dragons and giants you encounter.

"This True King Trial may involve encountering a large number of alien giants or dragons. If they are descendants of two gods, then they are not demigods, but gods, and their strength will be far greater than that of the giants and dragons of the Ten Realms."

"The strongest can easily rival or even surpass Dark Fury and Radiant King."

"Emerald Wings is right. I can't underestimate them or be careless. Let them make a scene. I'll focus on improving my strength and developing my abilities stealthily."

As Zhou Leng walked, he read Emerald Wings' unfinished "Dragon Survival Manual" as if it were a story.

Ahead, a series of booming sounds could be heard.

Zhou Leng slowed down, and soon, through the thin mist of death, he saw four alien dragons attacking three humans.

One was Menard, a human from the Gull Alliance whom he had encountered before; another was a friend who was with him; and the third seemed to be a Grandmaster from the Elephant Kingdom, whom he did not recognize.

Menard was badly beaten, his left arm was broken, and he had multiple large holes in his body.

His friend was better; he seemed to be particularly good at defense and possessed powerful healing abilities.

The masters of the Elephant Kingdom are particularly adept at dodging. Even when facing death, they yell and shake their heads, just like the people of the Elephant Kingdom when they speak.

Back in the Dragon World, Menard took the initiative to greet him, saying that if they met, they would never hurt each other and would try to join forces.

Moreover, Mennard is quite famous in the Ogre Alliance. At least on the surface, he doesn't seem like some Ogre Alliance masters who are always against the Dragon Kingdom. I even saw a video of him fighting monsters many years ago.

The four alien dragons facing the three of them only suffered minor injuries; their strength far exceeded their expectations.

Unlike the dragons of the Dragon World who can cast spells, they only use physical attacks, but their bodies are exceptionally strong, and many parts of them have clearly mutated.

They are not large in size, only ten meters long even as high-level master dragons, but they are extremely fast, with sharp edges on their wings and even sharper, longer claws.

Even the horns on its head are sharp, forward-pointing rams; its entire body is a weapon.

Their scales were a mixture of various colors, their bodies were black, and their eyes were ferocious.

Apart from that, it is not much different from a normal dragon.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment, and since he was ultimately a human, he shouted in the dragon language, "Alien dragons, I am also a dragon, let's stop for now."

The three humans showed a hint of joy when they saw Zhou Leng, but it vanished in an instant.

In their minds, Zhou Leng was too weak and his presence would be useless.

Menard's friend was a beacon of salvation.

He glanced at Zhou Leng and thought to himself that this guy was loyal, but not very bright. Oh well, we're all going to die together anyway, so it doesn't matter.

The four alien dragons turned their heads and glanced at each other before continuing their attack.

Zhou Leng frowned slightly and switched to divine script, saying, "Alien dragon, we are not alien giants, there is no need for us to fight to the death."

The three alien dragons continued fighting, while only one of them, which looked older, looked at Zhou Leng with a faint expression of doubt.

Since reasoning with them is useless...

Zhou Leng quickened his pace.

Suddenly, two alien dragons swept past Menard, one on the left and one on the right.

The dignified Grandmaster screamed as his body was sliced ​​into three pieces by two sharp dragon wings.

"Mennard!" the Light of Redemption shouted angrily. They were friends for many years, risking their lives together for the Demonic Cult, and had each saved the other's life.

With his eyes bloodshot, the Light of Redemption charged recklessly at the alien dragon.

The alien dragons, having gained the upper hand, began to retreat, like intelligent beasts avoiding the human's advance.

They didn't pay much attention to the new humans; they were young and their aura was weak. They decided to wait until they got closer... Hmm? This voice doesn't sound right... An alien dragon turned its head to look in the direction from which the voice came.

A dark figure approached at twice the speed of sound, its right hand plunging into his dragon neck.

shuh...

Zhou Leng swept past.

A headless alien dragon remained in place, frozen for a second, then its severed neck spurted blood as it collapsed with a thud.

Both sides stopped and looked at the young man who was slowly walking towards them, carrying a huge dragon head that was almost as tall as him in his right hand.

Bright red dragon blood dripped onto the ground, forming lines that stretched on and on.

"A wild beast cannot understand the advice of kindness."

Zhou Leng sighed softly, released his grip, and the dragon head fell.

The instant the dragon's head touched the ground, he appeared like a bolt of lightning beside another alien dragon.

The alien dragon crossed its two front claws, bringing up the dragon wings attached to its arms to form a powerful dragon wing shield in front of it.

Zhou Leng seemed to be throwing a punch in an ordinary way.

A straight punch.

Above the arm, the air shifts, and on the misty lake, a small boat drifts.

A huge black shadow swayed on the lake.

At the moment when the fist force reached its peak, the black shadow detached from the right arm and flew out, transforming into a black dragon.

Behind the large dragon, there were 12 smaller dragons.

Thirteen dragon shadows pierced through the dragon's wings, creating a huge fist-shaped hole.

The dragon shadow continued forward, piercing the alien dragon's chest and creating a second fist-sized hole.

The fist-shaped opening is a straight crack at the top and bottom.

The alien giant's head and upper body split apart, and it crashed to the ground, its internal organs spilling out everywhere.

"East Wind Fist, Dividing the Dragon Shadow of the Sea..." The Light of Redemption was the Eagle Alliance's master who understood the East Wind Fist best. When he saw this scene, his hair stood on end, goosebumps rose all over his body, and he instinctively took a step back.

Ordinary Dongfeng Fist wouldn't have frightened him to this extent, because it wasn't targeted at him.

But the moment the thirteen dragon shadows leaped from the lake, it stirred up his deep-seated fear of the Eastern Lord.

He had only ever seen the Dividing Sea Dragon Shadow of such a high level on the Martial Saint and Zhao Dongjun.

All other martial artists, even the exceptionally talented Grandmaster King, could not achieve the Thirteen Dragons Emerging from the Sea.

"The successor of Dongjun..."

The light of redemption made his heart pound wildly, a subtle pricking sensation spreading from his heart throughout his body, causing his body to stiffen slightly.

Back then, when he witnessed his grandmaster mentor being destroyed into dust by the aftershocks of Zhao Dongjun's "East Wind Fist," he felt the same way.

His right fingertips trembled.

The Elephant Kingdom Grandmaster next to him whistled, ran his hand through his greasy hair, and, while shaking his neck from side to side, shouted loudly in Dragon Kingdom language, "Awesome! No wonder he's the Demon-Slaying Grandmaster Zhou Leng!"

Ordinary people from Elephant Country generally believe that Elephant Country is invincible. Elephant Country's grandmasters grew up being beaten by Dragon Country's martial artists, and they know best the strength and weakness of Dragon Country's martial artists.

"We are all dragons..." The oldest alien dragon finally spoke in a different tone of dragon language.

"late."

Zhou Leng charged toward the third alien dragon, which angrily attacked back, showing no fear or rage in the face of death, displaying extreme ferocity.

The enormous dragon claw tore through the air and came crashing down.

Zhou Leng dodged to the side, grabbed the dragon's claw, and twisted and pulled.

lol...

Tear off the dragon's foreleg, then step forward and grab its wing.

lol...

Tear off the dragon wings.

A seemingly ordinary punch flew out from the green mountain, and after a distance of several meters, it instantly slammed into the neck of the alien dragon.

boom.

The neck broke, and the severed head flew off.

The last alien dragon has already escaped over a thousand meters.

Zhou Leng squatted down slightly, circulated his Starry Sky True Energy, and his two thighs suddenly swelled to twice their size.

boom!
The smoke and dust exploded, and the ground within a radius of 100 meters collapsed. The Light of Redemption and the Elephant Kingdom Grandmaster's bodies flickered, and Zhou Leng turned into a blur as he rushed out.

In a few breaths, they caught up with the last alien dragon, grabbed its tail, dragged it back, swung it around, and slammed it to the ground.

Bang!Bang!bang...

Until his limbs were smashed and his spine was broken.

The alien dragon glanced helplessly at Zhou Leng, its eyes filled with confusion.

Even the legendary colossus could not possess such speed and power.

He closed his eyes, filled with unresolved questions.

Zhou Leng frowned, lowered his head, and smelled the alien dragon's blood. It was incredibly foul-smelling. He tore off a piece of the spine, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it. His brows relaxed.

It tastes bad, but it's high in energy, chewy, and contains a strange power that the dragon race of the Ten Realms doesn't have.

High-end ingredients.

I looked at the hand that had just grabbed the dragon's tail.

The alien dragon's power seems a bit weak?
That's not right. He was clearly very strong when he fought against Menard and his team.

Could it be that the divine lake and the long river of divine veins have provided far greater assistance to one's own power than anticipated?
(End of this chapter)