Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 87 Gods Are Different...

Chief Chu Wu gently picked up the white handle of his trump card with his beak and prepared to fly away.

But as soon as he made contact, Chu Wu suddenly felt a confusion of consciousness coming from his mouth, his eyes rolled back, and his head instantly turned black with poison!
"Ha ha!"

Then, a dragon's laughter was heard in the distance, and a candle dragon suddenly emerged from behind its teeth, and it was exactly the same as the dragon corpse on the ground!
Zhulong rubbed his hands together excitedly: "Another fool."

"Idiot, you're so stupid as to use your mouth to hold the trump card."

"I knew you would be fooled! Tricking me? Chu Wu, do you know what my name is? Zhu Jiuyin!"

Taohou's heart skipped a beat, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Didn't you crawl out and die? Why are you still in my mouth?!"

"Don't make any noise, just watch."

Zhulong looked down from above, came to the side of the already limp Chu Wu, and slowly passed by him.

He turned back slowly, with a cold and teasing look on his face:
"Everything is desolate. When you look back, everyone is your enemy."

Taobao roar:?
He understood, and he quickly ran to Chen Zhu's side, escaping from the range of his gaze.

Only Chu Wu was left, his eyes also turning dark, the poison had penetrated into his bone marrow, heart, and the white part of his trump card, which was the most poisonous of all.

His eyes began to blur. He could not believe that both he and the chief of the Mo Xin tribe would die at the hands of an underage dragon.

Chen Zhu simply used the Fire Blessing Divine Art to accelerate his own growth. Chu Wu couldn't see it. He only felt the traces left by the ancient times on Zhulong's body, like tree rings.

But the more this happened, the more unwilling Chu Wu became. Could it be that he was born divine?

He had clearly learned from an innate god and possessed the abilities of an innate god, so this shouldn't have happened.

"Chief Chu Wu, I won in the end."

After Zhulong finished speaking, he used his magical power to let the altar suppress the place, and the last bit of light in the latter's eyes also dissipated.

Merit +2w, the innate Qi fed back is even more enormous, and it actually brought his cultivation from the initial stage of spirit refining to the middle stage of spirit refining!
This huge infusion took Zhulong a while to recover.

Patriarch Bodhi said that there are four realms before becoming an immortal: refining essence into Qi, refining Qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, and refining emptiness into harmony with the Tao.

He has now transcended two realms and is in the third realm of soul refining.

Chu Wu's innate Qi feedback can allow him to enter the middle stage of spirit refining. I'm afraid his own strength must be at the level of returning to the void, or even higher.

Of course, this is not accurate, it is just a rough range. Now no living being can define a complete system. Chen Zhu secretly converted it and shook his head. It is meaningless.

However, the clan leader’s merits are no less than five thousand, and Chu Wu’s level is, well... average.

I just don’t know how much merit Qing Lao is worth?

In his opinion, Qing Lao was useless, and should only be worth 10,000, right? But after all, Qing Lao killed the leader of the Han Qilin clan, and that clan leader was also worth 5,000.

Well...it's the lowest one, Hannah.

It is better to give some face and give Mr. Qing a suggestion, which is worth 15,000 merits.

"Wait a minute, this idea of ​​mine is dangerous."

Chen Zhu muttered to himself, how can I use Qing Lao as a metaphor? What if the god who controls the mind dies in the future and is discovered?
I'm afraid I'll be criticized at that time, so I have to find a way to prevent the Taiping Taoist from paying attention to this great innate deity.

Some gods are naturally favored by dragons.

Some gods have been put on the death list in his mind countless times!
Vulcan! One day I will find the Taiping Killer to kill you!

However, Zhu Long was thinking, he still hadn't met Grandpa Qing yet, so would this dragon be killed quietly? After all... he was so weak.

"Haha!"

In an underground space, in the silent confrontation, a dragon sneezed!
Suddenly, this made the patriarch on the opposite side tense up!
Old Qing shook his head slightly, and blood flowed from the sharp horn on his head.

This is... the blood of the Taotie tribe leader.

Not far away, the leader of the Green Light Qilin tribe was seriously injured and could hardly stand.

"I want this thing, do you have any objection?"

Qing Lao's body moved slightly, and a series of steel-collision sounds came from between his scales, clanging like hammering iron.

The Taotie tribe leader said nothing, but subconsciously glanced at the Green Light Qilin tribe leader.

I thought that the horned dragon leader was the weakest existence, but when he joined forces with the Azure Qilin, he discovered a shocking fact.

The Ceratopsian clan does not really have any outstanding abilities.

There is no coldness of the Nether Dragon Clan.

There is no fire from the dragon clan either.

There is no battle pattern of the Fulong clan.

But... Qing Lao's body is too exaggerated!

His gluttonous teeth were big enough to crush anything, but one of his teeth was broken.

The green light of the Green Qilin amplified its body, and the amplified power felt like tickling when it hit Qing Lao. This horned dragon was truly terrifying.

Qing Lao's physical attributes are almost maxed out.

What they were fighting for was a flower-like object in this space.

It looks magnificent, and is a flower condensed from the energy of chaos.

This thing is formed by the energy of chaos contaminated by the principles of the Chaos Demon God. After eating it, you might be able to comprehend the path to becoming a god.

But one flower is not enough.

Qing Lao walked past the two clan leaders and left a warning: "If you see anyone from my clan, you must not kill them, or I will personally come to settle accounts with you!"

This old dragon had been fighting all the way here, leaving the two clan leaders afraid to speak.

This is considered a deal, and Elder Qing doesn't want anything to happen to his people.

The two clan leaders did not say anything. They just watched Qing Lao leave silently. At most they would go look for the next opportunity.

If you can't beat him, then don't meet him. The inheritance of the demon god requires luck, not necessarily strength.

Regarding this, Chen Zhu said that neither luck nor strength is important.

"As long as they are all dead, all the opportunities will be ours."

Taohou and Zhulong wandered in the darkness, and occasionally they could see some glowing honey swords.

Whenever Zhulong finds a honey sword, he will go up and cover it with mud and pick it up. At this time, Taohou will frantically use his tongue and claws to pick up its teeth.

"What are you doing?"

Zhulong frowned, and Taohou was obviously feeling a little guilty.

"I always feel like you're still in my mouth."

The things that happened before made this genius of the Taotie clan start to lose confidence in his own mouth.

"You're too weak. I'm not that boring."

Zhulong's words deeply pierced Taohou's heart.

But what the dragon said is still true.

They wandered around this land of inheritance, occasionally harvesting Chaos Stones, and occasionally Zhulong would crawl out and destroy the corpses using special means.

As he raised his hand, he also counted some strange numbers.

"345-68."

"345-69."

"345-122...

By now, I have counted to 345-224.

Zhulong raised his head suddenly:

"There are still 123. Hey, that's a good number."

"Brother Jiuyin, what are you counting?"

Taohou asked cautiously, not daring to speak loudly. He was afraid of death and was very humble.

"I'm counting how many are left alive."

Chen Zhu smiled harmlessly: "If we want to claim the inheritance as our own, we have to be careful, right?"

"Letting any of them go could be a hidden threat to us."

"No, you interrupted me just now. How much did I count?"

“This… 123?”

While Taohou was answering, he was also carefully asking Chen Zhu.

"Brother Jiuyin, do you usually lack an assistant to help you pack your luggage?"

He began to promote himself: "What do you think of me? When you go out, I will get you whatever you need."

Ever since the two clan leaders were killed by Zhu Jiuyin, Taotie has been pondering over his own value.

He...is afraid of being tricked!
Without waiting for Chen Zhu to speak, Taohou added hastily, "Alive ones can hold more stuff!"

"If you don't believe me, let's kill a glutton and take out its stomach for you to compare?"

Taohou was also risking his life. In order to survive, what did it matter if he sold two of his own people?
Anyway, he has so many people of his clan, and the death of two, three... well, dozens of them is nothing.

This Taotie is quite smart. Chen Zhu showed a satisfied smile on his face. He patted the beast's teeth and said:
"What are you afraid of, my friend? I didn't say I was going to kill you." "Yeah, that's right!"

This seemingly ordinary conversation between the two continued to sharply reduce the number of living creatures in the wreckage of the Chaos Demon.

At first, members of various ethnic groups didn’t think much of it, but gradually, they discovered the problem.

"Why... haven't I encountered creatures of other species in such a long time?"

The Zhuyan clan's genius Yan Han frowned, and there was ice everywhere.

Wherever he walked, there was frost, which was enough to prevent him from getting lost.

"Master Yanhan, is it possible that this place is too big, so we didn't encounter people of other races?"

An old Zhuyan who followed him looked around and said, "The remains of the Chaos Demon God have not bred any ferocious beasts, so there won't be any other dangers. Maybe we are lucky."

"How can you be sure there is no danger? How can a Chaos Devil be simple?"

Yanhan felt something was wrong. "Tell the tribesmen to cheer up. I suspect someone is targeting everyone here!"

What danger could there be here?
Yan Nu whispered to the young master: "It is also possible that they are afraid of the young master, so they dare not walk on the Frost Road that the young master walked on."

"Do you believe it yourself?"

Yan Han's eyelids gently closed and then slowly opened. He thought carefully: "Even if other races didn't come, didn't the tribe leader and other tribesmen come?"

He discovered the problem and became more cautious.

After walking for a few days, suddenly a turbulent and confusing wind blew from all directions.

"The Chaos Breath is blowing again."

I didn’t care about Yanhan before, but now I feel nervous.

He carefully identified the wind and remembered that the chaotic aura at the beginning was regular, but now, the chaotic aura became disordered.

Perhaps, this is the charm of chaos?
What was it like in the chaos of that year?

Just as he was lost in thought, suddenly, a red monster mysteriously disappeared.

This is very strange, no one noticed how Zhu Yan disappeared.

"Yanyue!"

Yanwu was the closest, he roared and quickly reached that position.

"There is still a relatively intact temple here."

Yan Nu shouted hurriedly, maybe this was the reason why Yan Yue, a member of the tribe, disappeared?

After he said that, he took a step here and disappeared!

"How could it disappear?"

Yanhan thought for a moment, wisdom gleaming in his eyes.

He walked up and disappeared.

"Young Master Yan Han!"

The other Zhu Yans panicked and hurried to provide protection, but no one noticed that the chaotic aura that was blowing in had a hint of fragrance.

"Why do I feel a little weak?"

Zhu Yan frowned, and before he could finish his words, all the tribesmen fell down.

"Hey, you have good resistance."

As the words rang out from the darkness, a gluttonous beast walked towards them.

"Haha, it's a pity that you met me."

"Gourmet roar!"

Zhu Yan was startled, then realized he was poisoned, and roared angrily:

"How dare you use such despicable means!"

Is this still the same glutton who boasts and looks down on the geniuses?
"Hehe, that's not what I said."

Taohou slapped Zhu Yan to the ground, then said excitedly: "Zhu Jiuyin, come quickly, there is also a complete building here."

"I'll come after I deal with these Zhu Yans."

Zhulong acted quickly and then stepped into the temple with Taohou.

"Hmm... no response?"

He frowned. This shouldn't happen. He had just seen the Zhuyan people go in from a distance with his own eyes.

"Is it possible? Is there a quantity limit?"

"I knew I was too slow. I should have killed them earlier."

He looked grim, then started digging decisively.

"Whatever, Taohou, open your mouth, let's take these buildings away!"

"You're not going to eat dirt again, are you?"

Taohou was a little scared. If he dug through the ground again, he doubted whether he would be able to bear the soil.

"Don't worry, we'll only dig thirty feet this time."

Zhulong moved quickly, then wandered around here and found another building. This time he couldn't wait to let Taohou go up.

No effect.

"It must be because this place has been occupied too. Eat!"

We found another place, but it turned out that this place was also occupied.

"eat!"

"Zhu Jiuyin, there's no use here."

"Eat it! Eat it all!"

In the end, Chen Zhu wished he had the same appetite as Taotie, until they wandered around for a long time and didn't see a complete building.

Further ahead is the wound left by Father Pangu, which destroyed everything.

"345-296=49."

There are forty-nine left.

Chen Zhu calculated silently: "We have eaten nearly twenty intact buildings."

"I ate it." Taotie added, and Chen Zhu slapped him.

"Don't interrupt. Based on what we saw, a temple should be able to accommodate three people."

"That is to say..."

Taotie promptly replied: "They have all gone to receive the inheritance!"

"Shut up!"

Chen Zhu's face looked ugly. Qingying also went in, which made him a little anxious.

Their chances of snatching the inheritance are very small. How can they get in as well, or revive this dead end?

"grass!"

He suddenly jumped up and kicked the ground hard!
"You look down on me, right? There are nearly twenty intact temples, and you won't let me in, right?"

He was furious: "If you don't let me in, I won't let you have an easy time either!"

With a glance, he saw that there was plenty of chaotic energy outside, and naturally there was even more chaotic energy inside this head.

Sacrifice! Let's see who can outlast the other!

As wisps of chaotic energy were absorbed, the momentum of the remains of the Chaos Demon God naturally weakened.

Without the replenishment of chaotic energy, the remains faced the chaos and could not survive.

The change in the aura on the remains of the demon god attracted the attention of many innate gods.

"The wreck is weakening."

He frowned and said, "Could it be that someone has already obtained the inheritance?"

"I have gained the feeling of inheritance, but I don't think so yet."

The Star God's eyes dropped downward, unable to move.

He became increasingly nervous.

Now the God of Peace has to suppress them and the remnants of the Chaos Demon God to barely maintain the stalemate. Now the remnants of the Chaos Demon God are weakening.

He...needs to free up his hands.

The Star God heard some friction sound. It turned out that the God of Peace was drawing out the Unbalanced Sword.

This made him alert. He felt that he was the one being suppressed the most here. Was he going to be used as a sacrifice?
"God of Peace, how about we make a deal?"

The Star God's mind turned, and He spoke quickly: "You will definitely be interested!"

(End of this chapter)