The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

The secret room in the Dragon Palace was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ao Xing was now soaking in a huge pool of blood, his body turned into half human, his naked body stained with scarlet blood, looking hideous.

The golden scales on his shoulders, which had not yet completely melted away, were glowing faintly.

If you look closely, you can clearly see that this half-dragon, half-human monster has three horrific scars covering its entire back.

Surrounding the blood pool is an extremely large blue dragon.

He coiled into a circle, tightly surrounding the pool of blood.

However, what was strange was that part of the dragon's tail seemed to be missing, and a steady stream of blood was flowing out of the huge wound, gathering into a pool of blood.

Although the dragon's eyes were lifeless, the condensed dragon might was still powerful and unmatched, and its ferocious head still exuded terrifying majesty and murderous aura.

"It's worth all my efforts and careful planning. It only took me five years to refine it, and I'm almost at the threshold of the fifth level!"

Ao Xing's face was filled with joy, and his voice was filled with excitement.

The fifth-level dragon corpse in front of him brought him an unprecedented opportunity for breakthrough and made him full of expectations for the future.

Thinking back to how he had tried to kill this seriously injured old dragon, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

At that time, facing the blood essence flowing from the old dragon and the rich dragon energy, he felt greedy and could hardly control himself.

Then he came up with the idea of ​​killing the fifth-level ancestor, but Ao Xing knew that he had to take extraordinary measures to win.

Therefore, he resolutely decided to pretend to give up most of his blood essence in order to confuse the cunning old dragon, and then secretly add a soul poison...

He carefully planned every detail and brought his acting skills to the extreme.

When the old dragon saw him giving up a large amount of essence and blood in a self-mutilation manner, he indeed felt a little lax and greedy.

The old dragon thought that the young man in front of him was filial and wanted to please him, so he boldly began to suck his blood to heal his injuries...

Looking back now, those exciting moments are still vivid in my mind.

However, just as Ao Xing was about to savor the thrilling battle in which the weak defeated the strong, as well as his own ingenious and well-planned strategy, an aura that could not be more familiar appeared in the Dragon Palace outside the secret room.

This aura was not unfamiliar to Ao Xing, he even had it himself.

——It is exactly the aura emitted by the curse of the resentful dragon!

You know, it was precisely because he was carrying the curse mark on his body that he did not dare to return to the demon world easily even though he knew that staying in the human world would be a huge crisis. He had to choose to hide his tracks in the human world.

The only feasible way to get out of this predicament is to use the old dragon's corpse to successfully break through to the fifth level.

By then, even if there were other dragons in the ancestral temple who were dissatisfied, no one would dare to say a word.

Because of this, Ao Xing has never relaxed for a moment in the past five years, and has been wholeheartedly refining the essence of the flesh and blood of the fifth-level dragon.

But at this moment, some human beings from the outside world actually dared to break into the forbidden area of ​​Qianlongyuan, which made him feel ominous.

"Could it be that the human race still harbors resentment and has come here specifically to wipe out our Jiaolong clan?"

Thinking of this, Ao Xing became more cautious.

He really couldn't be sure how many human cultivators had come, and it was even more difficult for him to judge the unfathomable level of cultivation of the uninvited guest. Apart from being able to sense the marks of the resentful dragon's curse, he was unable to detect any aura at all.

He has been living quietly in the human world all this time. The reason why he is so safe and sound is that humans mistakenly believe that all the royal members of the demon race with pure blood and noble status have returned to the demon world.

It is precisely because of such misunderstandings that the human race feels that the scattered and insignificant demons remaining in the human world are not worth their effort to encircle and eliminate them.

As a result, he had the opportunity to hide safely in Qianlongyuan and practice with peace of mind for a full five years.

But what is happening now forces him to concentrate highly to deal with the possible crisis.

However, just as Ao Xing was racking his brains to figure out a way to get out of trouble without leaving any trace, a low loud noise suddenly occurred, interrupting his original train of thought.

Boom! ! !

Along with this loud noise, the powerful aura released by the mysterious monk from the outside world who launched an attack on the formation was also displayed to his perception without reservation.

"The demon race? It's just a guy at the early stage of the fourth level?!"

"How dare you! You actually dare to come to Qianlongyuan to cause trouble and provoke others. You are simply courting death!"

When Ao Xing learned for sure that the person who broke into the Dragon Palace was not a human, but merely a demon in the early fourth stage, all the worries and doubts that had just emerged in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Then, he prepared to personally go and deal with this ignorant demon, and enjoy a delicious meal while doing so.

But at this moment, an extremely huge and sharp claw suddenly appeared, stretching out from the void like a ghost, and accurately grabbed Ao Xing's entire body.

Facing the sharp claws that were tightly grasping him, Ao Xing's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a cold smile.

At this moment, Ao Xing suddenly exerted force, trying to break free from the claws with his powerful physical strength.

You know, with his strength, let alone a fourth-stage early demon king, it would be easy for him to deal with such a creature with one hand.

However, as Ao Xing continued to increase his strength, the sharp claw showed no signs of loosening.

His contemptuous smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of fear...

After Li Qing put away the dragon that had been refined into a ghost slave, the insignificant body in his claws instantly turned into an extremely huge golden dragon in a dazzling light.

Looking at the dragon in front of him, Li Qing felt like he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

Without further thought, his eyes were already firmly attracted by the pool of blood in the secret room.

To be precise, it was attracted by the corpse of the dragon surrounding the blood pool.

Li Qing clearly felt the powerful aura emanating from the dragon corpse that had not yet dissipated - the fifth-level dragon power!