There was some hatred in his eyes that iron could not become steel.
The bipolar thunder dragon is extremely talented.
This ferocious beast has inherited the shadow of its father's generation and has been nurtured in the evil veins of the earth for thousands of years. It is considered to be the top among pure-blooded ferocious beasts in terms of heel and inheritance.
If you can suppress it for a moment or two and practice for a few more years, why worry about not being able to become a big person.
But he can't restrain his animalistic greed!
This may also be the innate flaw of the ferocious beast!
Before you grow up in the early stages, no matter how powerful your talent is, it will be difficult to restrain your animal nature.
"Now that there is no restraint from the Magic Ridge Mountains, how can we fish in troubled waters?"
The strong man in black robe felt a headache.
At the same time, he glanced at the orb in his hand that was covered with spider webs, his eyes filled with heartache and helplessness.
This time, the bipolar thunder dragon did not save him, but instead got him in.
The natal magic weapon, the Yellow Throat Bead in my hand was damaged, and my body was also shattered. In the future, I might only be able to follow the path of the ancestral spirit, the path of incense and nourishment.
Incense to nourish the mind is more bizarre than the path of spiritual practice in the wilderness.
Not only are they more prone to alienation and corruption, but there are also many disasters.
The strong man in black robes couldn't figure out who the ancestor of the Fire God was, and how he could be so tyrannical!
"And the treasure in the last purple light can actually shatter the yellow throat bead that condensed the essence of this innate vicious beast. It is really amazing!
I wonder where that thing comes from?”
An introduction to the important treasures of the sects and sects flashed through the mind of the strong man in black robe, but he did not answer the question!
His yellow throat beads are no ordinary treasure.
Its magical effect is no less than any other precious treasure.
Thinking about the last scene of the purple light coming over him, the strong man in black robe still had some remaining look of horror on his face.
That baby seems to be capable of breaking through the realm of gods and has no gravity!
If hit, you will die!
Fortunately, he made the decision early and ran away from his soul. Otherwise, his body and soul would have been smashed into pieces.
"Let's leave this matter to them. This Vulcan Ancestor cannot let it go!"
Seeing that the overall situation was irreversible, the strong man in black robe felt a little disappointed, and his soul turned into a mountain wind and left towards the depths of the Demon Ridge Mountains.
…
Duanfang City
Duan Fangming was leading a group of monks from the Duanfang clan in a bloody battle. His body was covered with bloodstains from the remains of ferocious beasts. His body turned into a huge storm and flowed in the void. His body was vertical and horizontal, and his speed was extremely fast.
The storm swept across, and a huge tornado column formed in the center of Duanfang City, blowing away the clouds and covering the stars.
Many ferocious beasts were swept up and thrown into the divine wind, turning into flesh and scattered.
When the monks from the Duanfang clan around them noticed that the ferocious beasts above their heads were retreating, they slowly dispersed the gentle breeze or black wind that was protecting their bodies. They all looked around with horrified expressions.
At this time, the look of shock still remained on his face.
Although the fighting lasted only a short time, they also disappeared in huge numbers. Many monks from the Duanfang clan had been submerged alive by the ferocious beasts, leaving no intact corpses.
In the void, Duan Fang Ming's expression was much better. He just looked at the changes above his head and felt relieved. There were too many beasts. He alone could not support the young and old of the Duan Fang clan. If he tried to hold them back by force,
You will also be consumed to death!
Just looking at the figure that looked like a bright sun in the sky from a distance, my heart was still shaking abnormally.
"The ancestor of the Fire God actually hid his strength so deeply that even the king of the ferocious beast was killed by him?"
Duan Fangming was really shocked.
That bipolar thunder dragon, he had once sensed the terrifying evil spirit of that ferocious beast from a distance!
He was no match for him at all, and he could only escape by reducing his presence as much as possible, plus the fact that the ferocious beast was entangled by other powerful men.
The mysterious Vulcan Ancestor actually killed the Bipolar Thunder Dragon head-on.
"..."
Duan Fangming turned around with all the thoughts in his mind, glanced at the many monks outside the city, and immediately shouted: "Senior Vulcan killed the two-pole Thunder Dragon, the vicious beast. The catastrophe of the vicious beast in the Demon Ridge Mountains has been solved. Senior's merits are immeasurable!"
"Ancestor is victorious!"
Following Duan Fangming's shouting, several elders of the Duanfang clan behind him suddenly understood and immediately called on the clan members to shout.
"Ancestor's power! Senior is victorious!"
Overwhelming shouts rang out from the top of the city. If you didn't know him, you might have thought that the Return to the Void Daxiu in the scorching sun had some kind of close connection with the Duanfang clan.
Everyone's face is red and their necks are thick!
Although they didn't understand why, many monks outside the city escaped from death and immediately started to cheer together. As the saying goes, it's not surprising that there are many people in the ceremony, so it's definitely not wrong to follow the shouting.
As these monks shouted, the name of the Fire God Ancestor resounded throughout the area for a while. It can be expected that with the departure of these monks, the name of the Fire God Ancestor may be spread in this area for a long time.
In the void, Lu Zhong glanced down and raised his brows.
He never expected to be so high-profile.
But what does the work done by the Fire God Ancestor have to do with his Holy Son Lu Zhong?
Why not accept these names?
He glanced at the silly ink-blood unicorn, which had its head buried like an ostrich, and ignored it. At that moment, it lowered its divine body and headed towards Duanfang City calmly.
At the same time, Lu Zhong noticed the regeneration changes of the gray stone in his body. As the two-pole thunder dragon was killed by him, there was an invisible layer of evil in the void that was contained by the gray stone, and the gray state was changing.
It's just that the changes haven't ended yet.
The invisible calamity in the void is endless.
The duration of the calamity was beyond Lu Zhong's imagination.
…
Returning to Duanfang City, Lu Zhong was warmly welcomed by the Duanfang clan and some of the surrounding monks. After Lu Zhong dealt with it briefly, he left the eager crowd to Duan Fangming.
Duan Fang Ming is naturally as sweet as glutinous rice.
He is eager to establish the 'fact' that the ancestor of the Fire God is the backstage and senior of the Duanfang clan!
With such a great god sitting in charge of the Duanfang clan, the Duanfang clan can take a few breaths no matter what.
Taking advantage of his host, he simply held a banquet to entertain the monks from all over the world who killed the ferocious beasts, and also made the declining Duanfang family famous.
Lu Zhong knew this very well.
Since Duan Fangming wanted to lend him his name, Lu Zhong was not stingy and directly 'lent' it to him.
But when there is ‘borrowing’, there is always ‘repaying’!
If Duan Fangming couldn't come up with a satisfactory 'answer' later, he naturally wouldn't mind taking it all back.
…
Lu Zhong occupied a main hall and cleaned up the harvest at the same time.
This time he gained a lot from killing the two-pole thunder dragon.
In addition to the essence and blood bones of several powerful ferocious beasts, the biggest gain is the transformation of the gray stone.
Later in the evening, as the gray stone recovered and swallowed up the evil spirits, Lu Zhong was given a small surprise.
Deep in the soul, a line of divine lines similar to those of the Flame God merged from the gray stone into the depths of Lu Zhong's soul, turning into a faint shadow.
"Acquired the power of the apostle of the evil spirit? You can use the gray stone to absorb the evil spirit of the whole body to a small extent to ensure that you will not be confused by the evil spirit!"
"Or use the power of the messenger of Jiesha to transform the body of Jiesha?!"