The First Tyrant of Daxia

"it is good!"

The group of black-clad monsters transformed into giant dragons responded in unison, all of them extremely excited.

They could feel the powerful force of the dragon inside their bodies, as if they could tear apart giant bears with their bare hands and kick tigers with their feet. No one could stop their progress.

"Kill them down the mountain and eat Qin Yun!"

There was a terrifying look on Tangris's ferocious face, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

"Eat Qin Yun!"

A group of weirdos roared in chaos.

Tangris was the first to rush out of the cave. His speed was amazing and he rushed out in just three or two steps.

Outside the cave, there was freezing cold wind and snow. The temperature was minus ten or twenty degrees Celsius, which could freeze the water.

However, even in such a cold place, Tanglis did not feel any cold, and even complained that it was too hot.

The group of old monsters behind him also looked ecstatic.

"Is this the physique of a dragon?"

"too strong!"

"Our plan was flawless!"

"We are the strongest!"

"Go down the mountain! Eat Qin Yun!"

"Come on!"

Led by Tanglis, a dozen people rushed down the mountain through the secret passage in a chaotic manner.

At this moment, Qin Yun was falling asleep.

The scene in the dream was surprisingly the same as the scene in the cave, very strange.

Qin Yun couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Murong Shunhua turned around and saw Qin Yun's frowning brows and body, and a look of distress appeared on her pretty face.

She softly called the guards and said, "Light the calming incense for His Majesty."

"Yes, ma'am."

The guard tiptoed to light the incense, and immediately the magnificent room was filled with the aroma of incense, which smelled pleasant and calming.

Murong Shunhua took out the fan again, half-lying beside Qin Yun and fanning him gently.

Qin Yun gradually calmed down under the comfort of the incense and the breeze.

At this moment, Murong Shunhua's brows were tightly furrowed. She felt a group of unusual auras rushing towards her.

Suddenly, a scream of fear was heard from the courtyard, followed by a series of screams, and even a figure was knocked flying and hit the door hard, leaving a scary bloody screen.

Murong Shunhua was startled and quickly stood up to get his sword.

But at this moment, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared behind the window, like a raven in the night sky, staring at a pile of flesh and blood that was about to be eaten.

Murong Shunhua looked horrified. At the same time, the figure suddenly pounced over with astonishing speed.

In the crisis, Murong Shunhua stepped on the ground, and her light body instantly rose from the ground, avoiding the attack of the strange figure.

At the same time, she landed very cleverly next to her sword. When she landed, she used her snow-white toes to catch the flying sword.

Clang!

Murong Shunhua held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the scabbard naturally fell off.

At this time, she could also see the strange black shadow clearly in the dim candlelight.

Under the dim candlelight, the black shadow was exposed to Murong Shunhua's eyes without reservation. It was a two-meter-tall bloody man, with a terrifying blood-red body.

But he looked like an inflated fat man, and paradoxically, rotten flesh and blood kept falling from his body.

His scarlet eyes were bloodthirsty and crazy, and there seemed to be something in his mouth. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a human hand.

Even the well-informed Murong Shunhua couldn't help feeling a little disgusted when she saw this scene.

Who is this guy?

Why does it look so disgusting?

It was as if his skin had been chopped off and flesh and blood kept falling down, but the strange thing was that it seemed as if his flesh and blood would never stop falling off?

"Roar! I am... a dragon!"

The dark shadow opened its lipless bloody mouth, and its blood-stained teeth looked even more eerie under the dim light.

"dragon?"

Murong Shunhua's cold face showed a trace of contempt, "There is no dragon as disgusting as you."

"court death!"

Sepolis rushed forward angrily, his speed even faster than before, like a ghost flashing by.

Murong Shunhua looked extremely serious, and watched Sepolis's movements with her cold eyes. When he was about to punch her, she twisted her waist like a crescent moon and dodged Sepolis' attack.

This punch was so powerful that even though it hit the air, it made the air explode.

Murong Shunhua raised her wrist, and the sword in her hand suddenly flew up, the sword light floated down like scattered snowflakes, and then she quickly put away the sword and retreated.

blah blah blah!

Sepolis felt countless wounds on his hands, and large pieces of flesh and blood fell to the ground, but there was no pain at all, and his bones were as hard as steel.

“Ahahaha! This is the body of a giant dragon! An incredibly strong body! Your method can only cause me slight injuries, but it can’t kill me. In just a moment, my flesh and blood will grow back again.”

As if to confirm what Sepolis said, the wound on his hand began to grow flesh and blood rapidly. After a while, it grew out, but soon began to rot again.

"See? I'm a real dragon and I won't die!" Sepolis laughed wildly.

Murong Shunhua looked puzzled. She had heard that people with strong physiques in the martial arts world could recover faster than others. However, the level of recovery of Sepolis was no longer just recovery, but direct resurrection. He directly regenerated the flesh and blood on his hands.

This was truly too horrifying. Even in the ancient books of Yaoyue Palace, she had never seen any record of such a thing.

Sepolis laughed wildly, "Are you scared? This is how powerful a dragon is! I am a real dragon!"

Murong Shunhua narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, with a speechless expression on her cold face, "Look at yourself, you look so disgusting, your whole body is like a pile of mud, and you call yourself a dragon? I think calling it a lizard is too cheap."

"Nonsense!"

Sepolis looked down at himself. His majestic dragon body was covered with dragon scales that shone with a metallic luster. His tough wings were so huge when spread out that they seemed to cover the sky and the sun. An extremely powerful force burst out from his body.

Before his evolution, his body was that of an old man. He ran like a clumsy turtle and could be knocked down by a gust of cold wind from the mountain.

Now he is a real dragon, his physique surpassing that of ordinary humans and is unparalleled.

"Don't try to deceive me!" Sepolis showed a cold expression on his face, and then rushed towards Murong.