“Teacher’s Dragon Roar Sword!” Seeing the earth-shaking scene from the National Teacher’s Mansion, Ning Caichen looked silently and couldn’t help but be overjoyed: “Everyone, the teacher won, the centipede demon monk ran away!”
“God blessed!” King Wu said together.
“Wait! Not good!” Yan Chixia frowned: “The centipede’s demonic aura is heading towards the palace.”
“In the palace? What did he do in the palace? Could it be that the emperor is still there?” Fu Tianchou was also shocked: “This monster slaughtered all the civil and military officials, and actually let the emperor go?”
“It’s useless to say more, hurry to the palace!” The King of Wu waved his hand and hurriedly ran into the city with a group of people.
After becoming a “good man”, the King of Wu still had his own thoughts in his heart.
He knew very well that if the emperor in the imperial city died, then he who appeared here just right would probably become the emperor.
This emperor is not easy to be a emperor. All civil and military officials are ruined, and the central government has collapsed. Even with the support of Fu Tianchou, an old minister who is highly respected and has a huge influence in the southeast, it may not be able to withstand the powerful faction in various places who want to take advantage of the situation.
Not everyone in the world believes in him.
The King of Wu now has a good mindset and does not want the emperor to die.
The black clouds above the palace were pressed against the top of the human flesh shell used by Pudu Cihang was shaken into pieces by a dragon roar in Huguo Temple. At this moment, it turned into a half-human and half-centipede shape. The black man with fangs bleeded in seven orifices on his head, and was extremely embarrassed:
“Damn it, how could that sword have such power! My soul has been damaged. If I don’t think of a way, I will at least regress to my cultivation for a hundred years.”
Pudu Cihang recalled the terrifying power that teared everything when the Dragon Roar Sword was swinging, and he was still chilling.
This world is already the end of the world of immortals. No matter how scheming Pudu Cihang is, he will never have seen such a luxurious artifact as the Dragon Roar Sword.
Even in the world of high demons, not every artifact can be so luxurious that it can use the entire body of the Dragon of Destruction as the sword body. Although the Dragon Roar Sword is not very powerful, it is constantly recharged by Baihe with magic and vitality. Baihe himself finds it difficult to guess how irritable the power of this sword is.
If such an unrelieved force hit the big centipede’s Dharma body, was the centipede only slightly damaged, or because his foundation for his thousand-year practice was solid.
“No, no, I can’t calculate it now. The bull’s nose will definitely track me according to the demonic energy. I can’t say that I can only go on a dangerous situation.” Pudu Cihang looked at the brightly lit palace not far away. A trace of black air flashed in his insect-shaped eyes, and quietly swam over. With one claw, he opened the door and saw a thin young man in a dragon robe standing in the deep palace, holding the dry old man on the bed with bloodshot eyes.
Pudu Cihang’s half-human and half-centipede crawled in, with the effect of illusion. The young man in the dragon robes suddenly showed joy on his face: “National Master! Great! You are finally here?! Will I be able to ascend the throne after you have saved my father?”
“Hahaha!” Pudu Cihang let out a hoarse laugh, looking at the true emperor who had been turned into a living dead for a long time on the bed, and the prince, his eyes turned and the illusion disappeared. When the young man in the dragon robes saw the terrifying monster in front of him, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he screamed loudly: “What kind of fairy are you? Guard! Guard!”
“What kind of fairy am I? Am I Pudu Cihang?” In the black fog, Pudu Cihang’s laughter became even more gloomy: “Your Highness, your father’s imperial corpse dragon energy has not been fully nourished. You have not inherited the throne, and the dragon energy in your body has not yet been formed. I originally wanted to flow slowly and slowly absorb and digest your father and son as a cauldron for 10 or 20 years. It will be too late to escape from the shell, but now it is too late.”
“You! Demon!” The prince’s legs fell to the ground, his limbs crawled back, his face full of fear: “So you turned his father into a living dead! Come on! Guard!”
“Guard? Talking and talking!” Pudu Cihang laughed. The two guards poked their heads at the door, with two centipede heads in their mouths, and their faces with their mouths showed strange smiles: “Crown Prince, what do you want to treat the national master?”
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!—” Outside the prince’s soul, Pudu Cihang’s eyes were red, a pair of strange-shaped large claws under the head clamped the prince with one hand, and a sharp sharp mouth under the belly clamped the prince into two parts: “That’s all your fault, the leader of the Zhenlong Sect, who was meddling in business. If you hadn’t beat him, how could you have such a short life? Amitabha.”
Pudu Cihang took the prince into his stomach in three mouthfuls, and without saying anything, he ate the emperor on the dragon bed, and released a golden light from his whole body.
“Dragon Qi! This is the dragon Qi!” Pudu Cihang was bathed in the golden light, shouting as if he was relaxed to the point of climax, and the duck’s voice became louder.
“It’s over!” The King of Wu at the door of the palace stomped his feet, looking at the golden giant centipede flying into the sky in the golden light, with tears on his face, and hissings were shattering, and he knelt down and shouted, “Brother! Brother!”
“What’s the pain? Where is the white bull’s nose? The white bull’s nose!” Yan Chixia cut down a row of guards possessed by centipedes, and shouted at Baihe who was walking in the distance, with her beard and hair spread out, “Brother! You are not doing things well, but you’re not going to cut him quickly?”
“I’m very tired to beat him like this.” Baihe looked at the centipede with two pairs of wings: “Is this a thousand-year-old centipede, is it a ghost blowing light that I traveled through time?”
“This is the four-winged sky centipede! If it is a six-winged one, it is a dragon-like holy beast.” Yan Chixia shouted, “White Bull’s nose, do you want to help?”
“Skip it.” Bai He snorted, soared into the air and waved the black and white giant sword, and flew towards the golden light in the air.
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!” Pudu Cihang looked at Baihe and roared angryly: “If I were ten years later, I would be able to cultivate the true body of the six-winged centipede. If you break my immortal relationship, I will tear you a lot of pieces!”
“You grow twenty pairs of wings, you are also a worm.” Baihe said with a poisonous tongue: “Old insect, do you think you can become a dragon if you emit golden light?”
“I don’t know whether you can become a dragon, but you must die today! Only in order to vent my hatred!” Pudu Cihang shouted, and the huge centipede turned around and fought with Baihe with great power.
Inserting dragon energy into the body, Pudu Cihang not only recovered his injuries, but also became strong in magic power. Among his power, there is also a powerful suppression force that ruled all things.