Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

The old village chief Mo cut his palm without hesitation, and blood dripped onto the dragon head pattern on the door.

"open!"

The bronze door slowly opened, and he stumbled in, looking back—

The last stone gate is collapsing.

A slender white hand emerged from the rubble.

With a clench of his five fingers, the entire rock was crushed like tofu.

Ye Fan's figure slowly walked out from the smoke and dust.

His black windbreaker was spotless, his golden eyes were as blazing as lava, his gaze piercing through the gap in the bronze door that was about to close and falling coldly on the old village chief Mo.

"You can't escape."

The old village chief Mo trembled all over and stepped back suddenly, and the bronze door slammed shut!

"Huh...huh..."

He was breathing heavily and sweat was beading on his forehead.

"It's safe...it should be safe..."

But the next second——

"Boom!"

The entire bronze door trembled!

The pupils of the old village chief Mo suddenly shrank and he stared at the gate.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The terrifying bombardment sounded like thunder, and the alchemical patterns on the bronze door flashed wildly, trying to disperse the impact force, but the force was too terrifying, and the entire door began to twist!

"Impossible...this is impossible!"

The voice of the old village chief Mo trembled.

This door is an alchemical creation that can withstand the impact of the next generation!

"Boom——!!!"

The final blow fell like a hammer from the gods!

"Click——"

A crack spread from the center of the door.

Immediately afterwards, countless cracks spread like spider webs, and the entire bronze door was in the despairing eyes of the old village chief Mo.

Exploded with a loud bang!

Bronze fragments fell like rain from the sky. Ye Fan walked over on the debris, his golden eyes looking down at him like a god looking down at an ant.

"Now it is your turn."

"You are definitely not an S-rank hybrid, you are definitely not! You are a dragon, right?! You must be a dragon among hybrids! There is no way a hybrid can reach this level. The secret party will never let you go! The secret party will never let you go!"

The old village chief Mo roared and kept retreating while roaring, approaching the center of the entire cave.

"If these are your last words, then I think I can send you to see God now."

Ye Fan said calmly.

The old village chief Mo laughed bitterly, turned around abruptly, and rushed madly to the center of the altar.

There, lurks a thirty-meter-tall alchemical dragon!

In order to prevent Ye Fan from being too fast to intercept him, he even activated the boiling blood without hesitation.

One after another, blue-black scales oozed out from deep within his skin. Almost in the blink of an eye, the old village chief Mo turned into a lizard man covered with blue-black scales.

He has degenerated into Deadpool, and his human consciousness is rapidly fading.

Before his consciousness faded, the old village chief Mo turned around and yelled at Ye Fan:

"Boy! You're strong! But you don't know what a real dragon is! Now I'm going to show you something even more terrifying than an ordinary dragon!"

Ye Fan saw clearly the huge monster behind the old leader Mo.

In the center of the altar stood a gigantic dragon-shaped object, with countless iron chains binding every bone and limb of it.

As the Alchemy Dragon sensed the approach of the hybrid, the remaining instincts in its body began to stir, and it instinctively desired to devour dragon blood.

"Roar--!!!"

The alchemical dragon's eyes suddenly lit up, and its golden pupils were as hot as a volcanic eruption!

Then, the old village chief Mo leaped into the mouth of the alchemical dragon. The alchemical dragon's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dull pupils reflected gold.

The huge dragon's mouth suddenly smashed down, smashing the body of the old village chief Mo into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

As it swallowed, all the flesh and blood were swallowed into the alchemical dragon's belly. The dragon blood was continuously absorbed and transformed, filling every part of the alchemical dragon's body.

The shriveled muscles became full again, and the dull golden eyes were now very bright!

The alchemical matrices on the scales lit up one by one, and the bones emitted a roar of metallic friction. This killing weapon that had been dormant for hundreds of years—

This ancient Chinese alchemical creation is now fully awakened!

Chapter 60 The alchemical dragon awakens, and the spear drinks blood!

The belly of the mountain shook and rubble fell like rain.

The alchemical dragon raised its head and roared. Its thirty-meter-tall metal body revived in the dark cave like an ancient demon god. Every piece of bronze scale armor flashed with the cold light of the alchemical matrix.

Its golden eyes were as hot as lava, and from its dragon mouth spewed a dark blue alchemical flame, as if to burn the entire mountain to ashes.

And there was only one person standing in front of it.

Ye Fan.

He held the sword in one hand, and the ancient bronze sword "Blood Drink" emitted a cold light in the dim cave.

The sword body is simple, but the edge is so sharp that it seems to be able to cut through space.

His black windbreaker fluttered in the strong wind raised by the dragon, and the light in his golden eyes was brighter and more majestic than the dragon's.

White breath spewed out from the alchemical dragon's mouth and nose, and its golden eyes, glowing blood-red, stared at Ye Fan.

Although he was dead, the instinct transformed by alchemy was still affecting him. He could feel an extremely rich and noble bloodline in the human in front of him.

It was even richer and more noble than when he was alive, just like the dragon kings sitting on their thrones.

His body instinctively craves for that blood, and he wants to swallow the human in front of him into his stomach. He can feel that if he can devour the human in front of him, it will undergo a huge transformation.

That would definitely be an evolution, enough to allow him to evolve to a level comparable to those dragon kings on the thrones.

"roar--!"

The sound waves created by the dragon's roar shattered the gravel on the ground into powder.

The alchemical dragon roared and rushed towards Ye Fan, and its two-meter-wide dragon claws slammed fiercely in the direction where Ye Fan was.

Ye Fan waved the Blood Drink in his hand to collide with the dragon claw.

The moment the alchemical dragon slapped with its front claws, a terrifying wave of air burst out from the junction of the dragon claws and the sword edge.

Ye Fan could feel the terrifying power of the alchemical creature in front of him, which was even more powerful and brutal than his own.

The bluestone floor under his feet began to crack and collapse. Ye Fan gathered his strength and struck out to split the dragon's claws, then dodged out of the alchemical dragon's attack range.

A deep pit with a diameter of five meters had appeared where he was originally standing.

The long-lost fighting spirit burst out in his heart. It had been too long. Ye Fan had not encountered such an evenly matched opponent for a long time.

Because of absorbing the Nine Dragon Sons, his bloodline has been constantly improving, and along with it has also emerged the dragon's tyranny and bellicosity.

Suffering from not being able to find a suitable opponent, Ye Fan had not been able to vent his emotions. But now was the perfect time!

Ye Fan stepped into the sky on the summoned sickle-weasel wind blade.

Blood Drink drew a crimson arc in the darkness and slashed at the alchemical dragon. The sword tip collided with the scales, sparking dazzling sparks and emitting a loud clanging sound like metal clashing.

"clang--!"

The recoil force made Ye Fan's palm numb.

The seemingly simple bronze scales, with the blessing of the alchemical matrix, have a hardness comparable to that of aerospace alloys.

The giant dragon shook its head in pain, its cervical vertebrae suddenly twisted 180 degrees, and the flame-breathing mechanism hidden in its mouth suddenly activated.

A pillar of blue fire swept across.

When Ye Fan turned around to avoid it, he smelled the burnt smell of his hair.

The alchemical flames brushed past his back and crashed into the rock wall, instantly molten the entire mountain. Crimson magma dripped through the cracks, emitting bursts of green smoke on the ground.

Looking at the alchemical dragon in front of him that was constantly spewing dragon flames all around, Ye Fan knew that now was not the time to hold back.

Was it the dragon blood that affected me? Or was it my recent rapid increase in strength that made me feel proud?

No matter what the situation was, this was my mistake. This shouldn't happen again. Ye Fan reflected in his heart.

His golden eyes looked firmly at the alchemical creature in front of him. To express his apology, he would use all his strength to defeat the opponent in front of him.

With the attitude of an emperor, defeat the opponent in front of you with the most unmatched power!

"A mere dead thing, are you worthy enough to roar in front of me?"

His voice was very soft, but it sounded like a king sentencing an ant to death.

The next second, his heart beat suddenly!

"Boom--!"

Dragon Heart·Nine Sons Resonance!

Nine dragon souls roared in his blood, and the blood pressure of the emperor-level hybrid erupted like a tsunami, and the entire mountain trembled under his breath.

Although he cannot use all the abilities of the Nine Dragon Souls, Ye Fan can now barely mobilize the essential power of the Nine Dragons.

That is to improve the purity of dragon blood, and to improve the purity of dragon blood to increase one's own combat power in all aspects!