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Chapter 86 085 [Dragon Qi Reincarnation]

At the moment when the dragon energy enters the body.

The vast amount of spiritual energy at the foot of Xiong'er Mountain began to stir and actively flowed into Sima Yan's body, which had never practiced martial arts.

Spiritual energy flowed through the meridians, automatically transforming into the ever-changing true energy of Ten Thousand Daos of the Forest of Light. The child's petite body began to grow rapidly, increasing in size, and his muscles and bones became as strong as a martial saint. The dragon energy even merged with Sima Yan's soul, directly replacing his fragile consciousness...

"Yan'er, are you okay?"

The transformation process lasted for just a stick of incense. Amidst the anxious and frightened calls, the newborn "Sima Yan" opened his eyes.

He supported himself on the ground with his hands and stood up straight with his transformed body that was ten feet tall. He looked down at Sima Zhao, who was as small as a child beside him, and Sima Shi and Sima Yi, who were standing a little further away.

His dilated pupils suddenly shrank, and he smiled as he looked at them, showing their sharp white teeth.

"You three are quite good. You are destined to be powerful ministers, but they are not as powerful as this child's fate as an emperor. But you are also three ministers who are born to be close to me."

"What are you talking about? Are you a demon dragon? You ate my son?"

Sima Zhao obviously couldn't accept that his son had turned into such a horrible appearance in the blink of an eye.

He mobilized the energy and blood in his body and struck Sima Yan's thigh with a palm, but the strong muscle in the middle of his palm only bounced slightly and he couldn't even cause a scratch.

"He's no longer Yan'er, Zhao'er, go!"

Sima Yi, who was in his sixties, was very experienced. After giving a reminder, he used his lightness skills to run out of the Firearms Department.

"Hahaha, you can't escape. Three ministers, quickly merge with me."

"Sima Yan" moved as fast as a phantom. Sima Zhao in front of him didn't even see how he moved before he was grabbed by the head.

He raised his hand to lift Sima Zhao up, put it in front of his nostrils and gently sucked the man's soul and illusory fate into his stomach.

It was a little more troublesome for Sima Shi, who was in the Qi Transformation Realm. He used two moves to crush his opponent's head. Then he grabbed the broken brain and put it in front of his nose, sucking out the soul inside.

He raised his leg and turned into a phantom, easily catching the fleeing Sima Yi.

Before Sima Yi could say a word, he pierced the old man's forehead with his finger and took out a soul from it.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Gunshots were heard on the parade ground, and five metal bullets were bounced off the muscles on Sima Yan's back, twisted and deformed, and fell on the grass.

He turned around and grinned, snapping his fingers and causing explosions in the air.

The air around him was accelerated into bullets, fired from his fingertips, and accurately hit the heads of those soldiers.

The head exploded, creating several headless corpses.

"Who is so brazen as to dare to kill someone in the Firearms Department?"

A loud shout was heard from an office not far away, and then a Taoist priest in a green robe soared into the sky on a long sword.

After seeing the assailant, the Taoist priest opened his mouth and spat out a dagger-sized pocket flying sword, which shot straight at the unarmed "Sima Yan".

Whoosh!
As the flying sword whistled through the air, it split into two, then two into four. In the blink of an eye, it formed a dense swarm of sword shadows that covered the ground.

This is how Taoist priests always kill warriors, using air against ground, using the strong to bully the weak, and they are always successful.

But what happened next shattered the Taoist's three views.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
There was a clanging sound, and the flying swords in the sky shattered into pieces of spiritual light that scattered all over the sky after hitting "Sima Yan".

The flying sword that could easily kill a warrior of the same realm was also caught by the opponent. It trembled a few times like a dehydrated fish and was crushed into scrap metal.

The Taoist priest's natal flying sword was destroyed, and he vomited blood, fell headfirst from the flying sword, and was half dead.

"A Taoist priest who is too weak and overly dependent on Taoist magic."

"Do you instinctively dislike Taoism?

It seems that when dragon energy possesses a person, it not only allows the originally simple intelligence to become capable of complex thinking, but also allows the person to inherit the original memory and have his or her own likes and dislikes.

You now look like a living person, not a dragon."

These words resounded in the sky like thunder.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Sheng, wrapped in a layer of lightning, flew over from the direction of Luoyang City with rumbling thunder.

Sima Yan, who was naked, raised his head and shook off the iron filings in his hand.

“The Great and Good Teacher came here alone?
I thought you would lead a large army to destroy me."

Chen Sheng shook his head and said lightly.

"After studying dragon energy for so many years, I understand your nature too well.

If I'm not mistaken, as the reincarnation of a country's dragon energy, you have the cultivation of the third level [Qi training] of the Way of Life when you are born, and you are also immune to any Taoist and divine arts below the fifth level.

Moreover, as the souls of the former citizens of Yanhan Kingdom and the souls of a small number of citizens of Taiping Dao Kingdom, it is even possible that they are proficient in all martial arts in the world.

Why should I let my men die? "

When hearing these words from a small part of the national soul, "Sima Yan" glanced at the dragon shadow that was still sleeping with its eyes closed above Luoyang City, and roared without concealing his anger.

"I am the only real dragon in this world. The dragon-shaped thing on my head is just a fake that you, Zhang Shou, cultivated.

The moment I was reborn, I named myself Dragon.

Only this word is worthy of my noble status.

Zhang Shou, remember, the dragon will kill you and restore the world to its original state."

The dragon's roar rose from the ground to the sky, turning into a gust of wind that hit Chen Sheng, blowing his long hair back.

Then, Long lowered his waist and sat on his hips, taking a beautiful horse stance, and clapped his palms into continuous phantoms, which he slapped towards Chen Sheng who was floating in the air.

As the reincarnation of the forbidden spirit dragon energy, the dragon is not only immune to all spells below level five, but also immune to the buoyancy generated by the circulation of true energy in the body.

Therefore, he could not fly and could only defeat Chen Sheng in this way.

Rumble!
The Qi palm hit the sky, but with the blessing of the thunder method of "Controlling the Five Thunders", Chen Sheng's moving figure was as fast as teleportation.

The huge palms made of air could only hit the afterimage he left behind, and in vain created a huge surging air wave in the low sky.

Chen Sheng's figure flashed like this for more than ten times in a row, and during this process, the distance between him and the dragon became closer and closer.

When the two were less than a mile apart, he suddenly accelerated and appeared next to Long.

Then he pushed his hands forward, and instantly a torrent of roots gushed out of his hands, forming a giant root ball about five or six feet high, which bound the dragon...

(End of this chapter)