I'm 16 years old, what's wrong with my combat power exceeding 100 million?

And Guan Benwei, who was holding the purple-gold divine dragon horns, also came into view.

Compared with the huge body of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, Benwei's figure is too small.

Therefore, no one noticed it at the first time.

When everyone noticed it, there was another burst of exclamation.

Everyone has seen Benwei's appearance many times.

But those are all phantoms that appear when someone passes the test on the long steps to ascend to immortality.

This is the first time for most of them to see this vivid real person.

Especially with Benwei holding a real dragon in one hand, the impact was even greater.

"Did Dean Benwei just come back after catching a king-level true dragon?"

After a few looks in the void were shocked, they subconsciously shrank their bodies and restrained their breath more carefully.

Even the king-level true dragons were caught at will, and I was really afraid that this powerful man would catch them on a whim.

However, Benwei completely ignored the many gazes at the bottom of the mountain and outside, grabbed the dragon horn of Zi Xingbo, and flew down happily.

"Here, little fat guy, I got the King Realm True Dragon Dragon Beard you wanted!"

As he spoke, Benwei swung his hand, and the huge dragon's head hit Yu Li's feet, shaking Yu Li almost to the ground.

Looking at this huge dragon head, the dragon scales are dozens of times larger than his whole body.

Yu Li was stunned.

Although I have great confidence in this dean.

But he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the dean would just carry a whole purple-gold dragon and throw it in front of him.

But soon, the blood of a gourmet and cooking enthusiast began to boil, replacing the horror and shock.

Yu Li's whole fat face turned red with excitement, and he almost had a nosebleed.

"The real King Realm Dragon Beard is right in front of you!"

But the fat young man roared excitedly, jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards the dragon head.

He grabbed the dragon's whiskers, which were thicker than his whole body and a thousand feet long, with both hands. He roared and pulled out with all his strength.

Then...it didn't move.

This is natural. The body of a true dragon is the most powerful among the mythical beasts.

There are almost no weaknesses in his body.

What's more, this is a king-level true dragon.

How could Yu Li, who was only a mere quasi-immortal king, be able to shake him?

Benwei curled his lips and said, "I gave you a chance but you didn't use it."

But after all, he was also coveted by Yu Li's craftsmanship. He stepped forward and grabbed Zi Xingbo's dragon whiskers and pulled them out.

"Ouch!"

The purple-gold divine dragon's cry of pain resounded throughout the sky at this moment.

The space thousands of miles around was shaken and distorted continuously.

It can be seen how terrifying Zi Xingbo's voice is, and how profound the pain of having the dragon's beard pulled out is.

Zi Xingbo woke up immediately after his dragon beard was pulled out.

The entire dragon's body was throbbing with pain.

If it weren't for the buildings of Pingjiang Academy, they were all built by Centipede and Gouzi.

I'm afraid it would be crushed into a flat piece by the Zi Xingbo rolling all over the ground in an instant.

Even so, the entire peak was in a mess.

Benwei was very unhappy and kicked the dragon's head.

"Are you trying to kill yourself by growing so big? Make me a little smaller!"

"Can you afford to pay for the damage to my uncle's academy?"

Zi Xingbo, who was still throbbing in pain, trembled suddenly when he heard the figure of Benwei.

Then, while twitching, his body quickly became smaller.

In the end, it turned into a human form.

It looked like a man wearing a purple robe.

It's just that only the body has changed, but the head still looks like a dragon's head.

Zi Xingbo, who had turned into a human form, covered his face and screamed for a long time.

Only then did he finally have time to observe his surroundings.

But at this time, the old man, Yu Li, had already put on his apron excitedly, set out the stove and boiler, and looked like he was ready to start cooking.

A big dog with its tongue sticking out and a big centipede waving its claws were lying next to the stove, looking very excited.

Zi Xingbo trembled: "You...are you going to eat me?"

Benwei didn't even look at him, but looked expectantly at Yu Li as he prepared the dragon's beard.

"Is there anything? If nothing happens, go away. We will start dinner soon."

Zixingbo was confused for a while, and then he determined that the two people, the dog and the centipede, didn't seem to want to eat him.

But eat your own... dragon whiskers?

Only then did Zi Xingbo react.

Suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched.

Did you capture me here just to eat a dragon's beard?

Although the dragon beard is also a very important symbol for the dragon clan, second only to the dragon horn.

But with such a big purple-gold divine dragon standing here, these people just pulled out the dragon's beard and left him aside.

On the contrary, it made Zi Xingbo feel a little complicated.

However, this kind of mood is not understandable to outsiders.

He is always embarrassed to say, don't eat the dragon's beard, the meat on my body is better! ! !

At any rate, he breathed a sigh of relief, but Zi Xingbo was a little confused again.

Benwei then pulled out one side of his dragon beard, leaving the other side.

At first glance, only half of the dragon's beard is left, and the originally majestic dragon head now looks a little funny.

Zi Xingbo felt tears in his eyes and blood in his heart.

My mighty and handsome Eighth Prince of the Purple Gold True Dragon has lost his appearance just like that.

But it's still a lot better than being eaten.

Zi Xingbo, who was still unclear about where he was, subconsciously watched Yu Li take care of his dragon beard.

When the dragon's beard grows on Zi Xingbo's body, it is about ten feet thick and even a thousand feet long.

After being pulled out, for some unknown reason, it shrank to the thickness of a child's arm and several feet in length.

Yu Li moved the sword like the wind, and the magic sword danced out in his hand, and he chopped out hundreds of swords in an instant that was hundreds of millions of times shorter than an instant...

Then, the dragon's whiskers were intact as before.

The dog was startled.

"I heard that if your knife skills are at a certain level, the ingredients will not have any traces of being cut. Could this be..."

Yu Li raised the Jie Xian Dao that was full of gaps in his hand and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Of course.

Yu Li himself is a quasi-immortal king, and the Xie Xian Dao is not a Hongmeng magic weapon. How could he chop off the dragon's beard?

Benwei gave Yu Li a blank look because he hated the iron.

"How are you going to be a chef of the Skull clan in the future?"

As he said this, he came forward and acted casually.

A few scents blended into Yu Li's kitchenware set.

A trace of mysterious lines emerged on it.

Yu Li held the kitchen knife in his hand and was shocked.

This time, he slashed with the knife, and in the blink of an eye, Zi Xingbo's dragon whiskers were chopped into hundreds of pieces.

On the other hand, Zi Xingbo himself forgot to cover the wound where half of the dragon's beard was missing. His mouth was wide open and he was speechless.

What did he see?

In the hands of the little fat man, the kitchen knives and kitchen utensils that could only be regarded as low quality at the level of the quasi-immortal king.

In the blink of an eye, earth-shaking changes occurred.