Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

From the moment Di Tian appeared, the golden hawksbill turtle knew that it had no chance of survival, and even its clansmen might be affected.

If it is a 100,000-year-old golden hawksbill turtle, even if it is a ferocious beast, it would take certain means to break its defense.

However, it was this powerful defense that prolonged its approach to death endlessly.

Fearing that the Silver Dragon King would notice, Di Tian relied entirely on brute force when punishing the Golden Hawksbill Turtle. He had no skills at all. He repeated the ruthless smashing countless times. The extremely hard turtle shell cracked under the repeated violent collisions with the ground, making a teeth-grinding sound. The screams and the sound of the collisions mixed together and gradually weakened.

Not to mention other golden hawksbill turtles, even Brigitte couldn't bear to watch its end.

It was not until the fragments of the turtle shell mixed with the flesh and blood and a circle of red soul ring rose that Brigitte could not help but exclaim.

This is definitely not a soul beast with 20,000 or 30,000 years of cultivation! I was actually deceived by it!

With a cold face, Di Tian dug out a piece of crystal-clear emerald green metal from the pile of minced meat. The piece of metal did not look very big and its shape was irregular. There seemed to be faint traces of teeth marks on it.

"You...how dare you?" Brigitte recognized it as the gold of life at a glance, but she never expected that the thief would be a golden hawksbill turtle.

Their numbers are so small, why do they do such things as killing nine generations of their clan? !

Brigitte rarely mourned for the dead golden hawksbill turtle. The beast god gave them protection, but the other party turned around and stole his house.

Damn it!

"Hand out."

Brigitte stared blankly at the pile of bracelets and rings in her hands. It was obvious that these were all storage soul guides.

"Go to the bottom of the lake and dig out the remaining gold of living beings, as well as my collection. Try to pick the ones with the highest value, such as hundred thousand year soul bones and rare metal minerals. Take as many as you can. Take the rest if you want."

If the Silver Dragon King sleeps soundly enough, a soul beast with a very high affinity for life like the goose should not be discovered when it sneaks in.

Brigitte still remained kneeling on one knee. She looked at Di Tian with disbelief, thinking, Boss, are you planning to abandon us and run away with the money?

Just before Brigitte mustered up the courage to ask, Di Tian spoke first, "Don't ask anything!" Although the price offered by Mu Xing was outrageous, if Brigitte knew that he really planned to pay the bill with the Gold of Life, his subordinates would immediately suspect that he was stupid.

Although Biji didn't understand why, she still followed Di Tian's instructions and dug out the remaining gold of life. She was just amazed when she stuffed the collection into the storage soul guide. She thought the Demon Queen's property was enough, but now it seems that the richness of Di Tian's collection is far beyond the reach of the Hell Demon Dragon King.

Thousands of words finally come down to one sentence: I'm going to fight you rich dragons!

Of course, she was just thinking about it. Her superior must have his reasons for doing so.

"How long will we be away this time?" The habitat of the Golden Hawksbill Turtle clan was soon occupied by other powerful soul beasts, but Brigitte was more concerned about how long she would have to work overtime.

"About ten years."

Ten years is a short time for soul beasts. Di Tian had left the Star Dou Great Forest in the past few thousand years. Brigitte thought that this length of time was reasonable, but she was still worried that some colleagues would refuse to cooperate with the work during this period.

"If you're not here and something unexpected happens, Mr. Bear probably won't follow your orders."

"That's not important. If you don't want to listen, then don't listen." Di Tian seemed to never care about this kind of thing. "Some time ago, the Shadow Master and I went to another continent. When crossing the sea, we killed a ferocious beast-level Demon Soul Great White Shark." The meaning was self-evident.

Great, Brigitte has nothing to worry about anymore, now it's Mr. Xiong's turn to be troubled.

"Another continent? Do you want to establish a Dragon Pavilion branch there?" Brigitte guessed that the leader was not trying to run away with the money, but was instead investing in a venture.

"It's just a sacrifice to our ancestors." Di Tian didn't want to recall that he almost lost his life there.

"My condolences." Brigitte suddenly felt that the topic had become heavy.

……

There are several theories about the naming of Dragon City. Some people think that this is because Dragon City gathers a large number of soul masters with dragon martial spirits. Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Hall launched a soul hunting operation against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, one of the top three sects at the time. The surviving direct descendants established the Tianlong Sect in the northern border. Later, some mutated dragon martial spirits appeared in the Tianlong Sect, and the sect gradually split into the Tianlong Sect and the Dilong Sect.

In a sense, the Dilong Sect is more like a subsidiary sect of the Tianlong Sect, but after several years of fighting, the two sides seem to have reached an agreement and jointly established Dragon City.

There is also an outrageous saying that there is a dragon's nest under the Dragon City, which is full of rare treasures. Of course, this kind of talk can't fool even a three-year-old child.

But underneath the Dragon Pavilion was a secret place, a spacious and bright cave, with a thick and soft carpet carefully woven from the fur of soul beasts from the Far North, covering the entire cave. Various gems were piled up into mountains, or scattered randomly on the carpet like a galaxy.

The top of the cave was inlaid with huge night-shining pearls, emitting soft light, illuminating the entire space like a dream. The embedded display cabinets on the wall were the palace of treasures, where soul bones over 100,000 years old and various natural treasures were displayed.

Mu Xing's body was lying on the pile of gems, her head gently resting on her folded front paws, her eyes slightly closed, enjoying a moment of tranquility and rest, half of her body almost sunk into the pile of gems.

Feeling a familiar breath approaching, Mu Xing opened her eyes and slowly raised her head. As she moved, the gems covering her body slid down one after another, making subtle and pleasant collision sounds.

She perched gracefully on the pile of gems, as dignified as a cat, and looked at the intruder with eyes full of the calmness and arrogance unique to felines.

She and the Silver Dragon King were two extremes. Di Tian had almost never seen her sleeping. Even when she was seriously injured and dying more than 4,000 years ago, she was trying hard not to lose consciousness, just like a ghost who died with her eyes open.

Ultimately, it's just a lack of trust in him.

He also once saw Ruishou fall asleep while learning how to make a soul guide and was scolded by Muxing. He still cannot forget those words.

"How can you sleep? At your age, at your stage, can you sleep? Do you have any future?"

Rather than worrying that she would encounter force majeure and get into an accident on her way to becoming a god, Di Tian was more worried that she would suddenly die from lack of sleep, even though there was no precedent of such death among the dragon clan.