The title of Douluo, Whitebeard, shatters the godhead

Perhaps to verify his guess, Shui Yue suddenly became interested.

Keep your eyes firm and move forward straight.

Arriving at the door of the Wind Dragon Temple, perhaps sensing someone coming, the next moment Shuiyue stood still, the dust-covered door slowly opened.

"Boom~~~"

The thick stone door shook off dust, and every time it was twisted, a dust curtain was stirred up. It was not until the palace door was fully opened that the light from behind tore through the dust curtain and shone into the main hall.

There was darkness directly in front of his sight, and the elongated shadow walked in first. Although the light illuminated the road under his feet, he still couldn't see all the scenery on both sides clearly.

Shuiyue walked on this dark road for an unknown amount of time. The stone door behind him had long been closed, adding an unknown fear to the dim hall.

Although Shui Yue could use the soul guide for lighting, he still wanted to keep going like this to see what kind of medicine was sold in the so-called trial gourd.

One step, two steps, ten steps, a hundred steps, a thousand steps, ten thousand steps, the passing time moves forward with Shui Yue's footsteps.

Suddenly, there was light on both sides, and blue flames were neatly arranged on both sides, as if guiding Shuiyue on the next path.

Looking at the endless corridor, Shuiyue still just kept walking.

Looking to the left and right, under the blue firelight, strange patterns on the wall were vaguely visible.

Although I couldn't quite understand what it meant, Shuiyue walking among them seemed to have gone from the past to the present and then to the future, experiencing all the prosperity and decline of the Dragon Clan at once.

The corridor has no end, but the totem pattern stops.

It seemed as if everything about the Dragon Clan ended at this moment.

Taking another step forward, Shuiyue, who was relaxed all over, felt a sudden increase in pressure, and immediately used his soul power to strengthen his body to compete with this pressure.

Fortunately, in time, the body was not destroyed by this strong pressure.

As if he noticed something in this pressure, Shuiyue stopped and spoke slowly.

"After playing with you for so long, it's time to show up, right? I don't have much time, and I have to rush to the next temple."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly childish voice sounded.

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that you would see through it. It seems that the illusion that I am not good at will be of little use after all."

Judging from the timbre and manner of the voice, the speaker should be very young, most likely a child, but this is the Dragon God Ruins after all, so how could there be children inside?

The moment he denied it, he was mercilessly slapped in the face the next second.

All the pressure wrapped around Shuiyue was lifted, and the surrounding environment began to fade into nothingness, revealing their original appearance.

The dark corridor turned into a simple and dilapidated palace in just a few seconds.

Although the buildings are beautifully carved, the splendor is covered with a layer of dust.

Directly in front, a petite boy squatted on a huge throne.

The innocent eyes, the harmless smile and the two shallow dimples exposed behind the grin are simply out of place compared to the majesty of the king on the throne.

Although he was out of place, Shuiyue still did not let down his guard. After all, anyone who could appear here would not be a kind person.

Perhaps October's expression was too calm. After seeing Shuiyue's behavior, the little boy showed a rather puzzled expression, "Weird, aren't you curious when you see me? Why? Didn't you react at all? ?”

While talking, the boy had already walked up to Shuiyue.

As if looking at a stranger, he was pacing back and forth beside Shuiyue to observe.

Facing the other party's question, Shuiyue remained expressionless, "Who are you?"

Completely different from Shuiyue, after hearing the question, the boy immediately talked non-stop.

"Me? How should I put it? You can call me the Dragon God of the Wind, or you can call me the Dragon of the Sky, or you can call me Monet or Carlo. Oops! Anyway, I have so many names that I can't even remember them. Why don't you name me one? Anyway, it's been so long and there's no one to play with me, so just stay and be my friend, okay?"

This boy talks very densely, and he talks incessantly like a watering can filled with water. Shui Yue can even see the spittle splashing from his mouth.

"Since you are the Dragon God of Wind, you must know how to obtain the inheritance qualification, right?"

Saying that, Shuiyue took out the token in his arms.

Seeing the token, the little boy who had been smiling playfully just now had a sharp look in his eyes and his tone became a little calmer.

"Do you know what it means to hold this token?"

"Oh? Is there any other way here? Tell me."

"What's there to say? Holding the token means you are my enemy. Only by defeating me can you go to the next trial location."

"However, I will give you a chance. As long as you stay and play with me, I will be merciful and spare your life."

"How about it? You must know that it is an honor for you to be favored by me. As long as you behave, I can guarantee..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, Shuiyue interrupted.

"No need. Since we have to defeat you before we can go to the next location, let's not waste any more time and let's get started."

As he spoke, Shuiyue's aura suddenly changed, knocking the boy in front of him away.

The petite body flew backwards like a cannonball and was about to hit the throne. Then it flipped in the air for several weeks to lose its strength.

The little boy who passively returned to the throne frowned and said angrily, "It's really disrespectful. Do you know how many people think that they don't have this chance with me? I think this is the first time you have seen through it in many years." In the fantasy world, I gave you a chance, but I didn’t expect you to be so disrespectful!!!”

"Haha, so what? How many years have you been here, and what does it have to do with me? I only do what I want to do."

"Okay! Since you want to die, then I will grant it to you!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy transformed into a giant dragon.

The huge figure is even worse than the Black Dragon King Herzer, and the azure scales show a hint of nobility.

Compared to this, the blue scales of the Wind Dragon are like a reprinted version with a different color and repaint. It looks so cheap no matter how you look at it.

"Boy, since you like to die so much, then I will use my strongest form to send you to the west!"

He is completely a child, and even Shuiyue can't figure out his temperament. Just this sudden change has made Shuiyue difficult to figure out.

Although xinxing is elusive, the pressure it exerts is real.

This kind of pressure, even after so many years, has only been experienced by Herzer on the mainland.

"It didn't disappoint me."