Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

The flying sword turned in the air, and the blue and white colors surged, piercing towards Lu Wenwu's head again like a spiral.

"Sure enough, even now, I still want to have a flying sword of my own."

Lu Wenwu looked at the sharp magic weapon that was stabbing at him, muttering to himself, with a strong look of envy in his eyes.

The speed of the flying sword was still as fast as lightning. It had turned a circle in a flash and was approaching him rapidly.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Lu Wenwu's body suddenly surged, and an evil aura that seemed to be able to distort anyone's mind continued to spread out.

Accompanied by a two-color flame that was completely different from the previous one rising and burning.

Wherever the flames passed, pieces of black and purple dragon scales continued to condense, with the edges outlined with a circle of gorgeous golden edges by the Glory Battle Mark.

"This is...really cool."

The ferocious spiral dragon horns released pale green evil flames, and the surging demonic energy and terrifying evil spirit like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood spread out together, covering the originally clear blue sky into a dark black.

Lu Wenwu·Dragon Form!

Raise your hand.

Accumulate strength.

One punch!

It was the same military killing fist that he had used when they first met.

But this time, the seemingly ordinary military killing fist seemed to be completely liberated, and its power was increased many times more than before!

This is the level of direct evolution from normal attack to ultimate move!

When Lu Wenwu activated both the true dragon combat body and the demon dragon state of the abyss descent at the same time, everything about him seemed to be completely liberated.

Even if he were thrown directly into the endless abyss, no demon would dare to say that he was a human being.

This is even more devilish than the devil!

This is an abyss dragon in human skin!

The collision of fist and sword.

The scene was so familiar, but the result was completely different.

The blue-white flying sword that was coming at me with great force began to break into pieces from the tip of the sword, and was completely shattered by the Jun Dao Killing Fist like a dead tree or rotten wood.

When the power of Lu Wenwu's punch finally reached its limit, the last piece of the bluish-white flying sword finally shattered completely, like a pile of broken ice, falling to the ground with flames burning.

Blood spurted out of the Blood Pattern Ancestor's mouth, and his momentum, which seemed to be about to kill Lu Wenwu with one sword, suddenly stopped.

Even the previously powerful and invincible war shadow was broken in an instant and completely disintegrated and disappeared.

The punch that Lu Wenwu had just thrown not only completely destroyed all the innate magic weapons released by the Jiaren cultivators, but also completely drained the little remaining spiritual power in the bodies of these Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators!

Their accumulation of spiritual power is far weaker than that of cultivators of the same level.

Now encountering a monster like Lu Wenwu who has unlimited endurance is like a mouse seeing a cat.

In addition, the continuous outburst of pure dragon power that conquered the world almost completely destroyed their fighting will.

The fighting spirit in the eyes of the Jiaren cultivators was rapidly fading.

Instead, there is fear.

Extreme fear.

It’s like seeing some kind of natural enemy!

Fear had completely taken over their minds, leaving no room for anything else.

Even the Jiaren cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage trembled like little chickens in front of Lu Wenwu, their legs so weak that they couldn't even stand up!

The Blood-Marked Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot, and a faint blood mist hung on his light golden armor.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Wenwu was filled with intense disbelief.

Is this the other party's true strength?

A genuine demon god in the late stage of transformation! ?

This bloody evil energy that has almost condensed into substance, this pale green power that is so dense that it can distort the minds of low-level cultivators, and the fear that has never been felt before but is deeply buried in the blood

This is the real dragon that was once mentioned in the historical records of the Jia people!

The natural ruling race among the huge and complex group of monsters, the uncrowned king of the entire monster race!

This is the power of a true dragon?

If the Blood-Pattern Ancestor was frightened and the Jiaren cultivators were horrified, then the Canglang, Wolf King Xiaoqing, and Tiger King Xiaohong, who had surrendered long ago, were ecstatic at this moment.

It was a kind of ecstasy that almost made one dizzy with joy.

The two brothers hugged each other, crying and laughing, and kept making inhuman howls of excitement.

Unexpectedly, I won the first prize!

This is the pure bloodline of a true dragon, this is the demon god of the true dragon clan!

A peerless demon in the late stage of transformation!

In the world of cultivating immortals, this person is almost certainly destined to ascend to heaven as a top demon god. Even the human race's true gods do not dare to offend him easily.

Legend has it that the true dragon clan lives in the Dragon Palace in the deep sea. They rarely go out and rarely go out.

Most of the dragons active in the world of immortal cultivation are transformed from fish or snakes.

The bloodline purified by atavism is mixed and not pure, and it does not have the incredible strength of the True Dragon Clan.

Under normal circumstances, where would you get the chance to hang out with such a strong person?

There is no trace of a real dragon at all!

The thigh that I had clung to without hesitation, abandoning my dignity and hatred, is too thick!

As for the revenge of brother king?

In front of the opportunity of ascension, everything is nothing but clouds.

Who is the Qingmu Demon King?

Really unfamiliar.

As a group of monsters that appear in a multi-racial alliance, whoever has the bigger fist is the boss.

It's just a way of gathering together for warmth.

In the monster worldview, this practice is not shameful.

Not to mention the monsters, even among the ordinary wild beasts, the old lion king and wolf king were defeated by the strong and young beasts, and either died on the spot or were expelled from the group and left to fend for themselves with their injured and sick bodies.

The rest of the population will quickly change their flags and support a new king.

The strong prey on the weak, the winner takes all, whoever has the bigger fist is right, and whoever can beat others is the boss.

This is the law followed by monsters.

Chapter 242: Where is the Supreme Tyrannosaurus Ancestor?

Lu Wenwu flapped his dragon wings and came to a place not far in front of the Blood Mark Ancestor.

"Are you convinced?" he said lightly.

"Dissatisfied!"

The Blood-Marked Ancestor suddenly tore off the mask of his life armor, revealing his old, mottled, and bloody face.

His eyes were trembling, almost spitting fire.

"I didn't lose this battle! What I lost was our world and our way of heaven! If I were given the same level of spiritual power as you, how could you defeat me!"

"Why?"

Lu Wenwu rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and answered seriously: "Maybe. It's because I was born into a good family?"

No wonder the Blood-Pattern Ancestor was not convinced.

It should be said that what he said does make sense, and this battle was indeed very frustrating.

It is very embarrassing to have exquisite formations and spells but not have the spiritual power reserves to match them.

If the Blood Vein Ancestor had sufficient spiritual energy reserves, the two sides might not be able to determine the winner in a short period of time.

“Damn it! Damn it!” The Blood Vein Ancestor roared angrily, “If this was outside the domain, if I could leave this damned place and have enough spiritual energy to advance to the late stage of the Spiritualization, I…”

"Stop, I'm interrupting you." Lu Wenwu coughed, "According to my observation, although your world is not big, it should still be able to breed a top-grade spiritual vein. As long as you occupy it, plus two or three mid-grade spiritual veins, it will be enough to support you in advancing to the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation. You are not good enough, so you can't blame others."

"you shut up!"

When it comes to this, the Blood Mark Ancestor is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

As if a sore spot had been touched, he became even more angry and violent than before, and even the blue veins on his face began to tremble.

"You have no idea how many cultivators we have in the Jiaren tribe, and how many demon beasts there are in the world! With so many creatures sharing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, how could I enjoy one high-grade spiritual vein and three mid-grade spiritual veins by myself!"

"Do you know that there is only one top-grade spiritual vein in our world, and it is in constant fighting and contention day and night, every minute and every second? Our Jiaren tribe and the demon tribe have been fighting for thousands of years, do you know that?"

Lu Wenwu thought about it and explained seriously: "But after all you've said, isn't it still you who is weak? Would this happen if you could kill everyone else?"

The Blood Vein Ancestor laughed in anger: "Okay, okay, even if you are right. Even if we can completely occupy this high-grade spiritual vein, there are at least three people as strong as me in our Jiaren tribe. Don't we still have to fight each other? Chaos and war will never stop."

"It's smaller, the layout is smaller."

Lu Wenwu shook his head in disappointment, with a hint of regret on his face.

"Think about it. If you kill all the enemy tribesmen as training materials and only keep your Zhennan City, it will reduce internal fighting, improve your own strength quickly, and make you famous to deter others."

"Whether you rely on blood sacrifice or any other method, as long as you can break through to the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm and cooperate with the formation of your Jiaren tribe, you will be an invincible strongman in this world."

"When the time comes, you will take over the world with the power of Zhennan City. First, you will clean up the rebellion within your clan and improve your cultivation. Then, you will concentrate all your resources to push yourself to the peak of the Spiritualization. Finally, you will be able to easily sweep away all the demon clans and uproot them."

"After completely destroying the demon race, the remaining finishing work will actually be very simple."

"As a late-stage Divine Transformation cultivator, you have a long life ahead of you. As long as you control the birth of Divine Transformation cultivators, compile and revise the history books yourself, and use some Spring and Autumn writing style and rhetoric to describe it, after two or three generations, you will become the only Divine Transformation cultivator in the world, and the greatest leader of all time with unparalleled achievements and high moral character."

"Your image will be spontaneously and infinitely deified by the educated people, and gradually become an omnipotent god. All the disgrace and bloodshed in your hands will be washed away by this deification, and your heroic name will be passed down forever."

After hearing these words, the Blood-Pattern Ancestor was stunned.