Chapter 1287 Dragon King, reaction of demon detection
Seeing Xu Zimo approaching the coffin, Qi Kuangyin couldn't help but become nervous.
He knew there was no hope of escaping. With Xu Zimo's strength, Duan Ran would not be able to leave alive.
But when things got to this point, he had no choice but to give it a try and fight for once.
Wu Zhaodi's Tianluan attacked. This time, Qi Kuangyin did not dodge and actually received the blow with his body.
There was a "boom" explosion, accompanied by Tianluan's scream, and a bloody hole exploded in Qi Kuangyin's back.
And with the help of this inertia, his whole body flew backwards in the direction of the coffin.
Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed, but did not stop it.
Qi Kuangyin bumped into the coffin awkwardly, as if ringing a bell, the sound echoed endlessly.
He hugged one end of the coffin fiercely, and the blood from the collision of his head continued to remain.
“The inheritance is mine, it’s mine, no one can take it away,” he said frantically, holding up the lid with both hands and forcefully opening the coffin.
However, the moment the coffin was loosened, the smell of decay filled the air. Although it was only a little bit, it instantly wrapped around Qi Kuangyin's body.
It felt like the life breath in his body was absorbed, turning into a dry white skeleton in the blink of an eye.
The bones fell off the coffin, Wu Zhaodi looked solemn and leaned towards Xu Zimo's side.
“Latercomers, if they fulfill one of my conditions, they will be inherited.”
There was a sound coming from inside the coffin, and at the same time, the bones of the eight ancestral dragons pulling the coffin above also shook.
There were vast dragon roars that kept ringing out, intertwined, and constantly impacting the hearts of Xu Zimo and the two of them.
The swaying of the keel is extremely powerful in this relatively spacious hall.
“What conditions?” Wu Zhaodi asked.
In fact, she was not very interested in inheritance. She killed Qi Kuangyin here without anyone noticing, and her goal had been achieved.
“Take my coffin and go to the Cangxuan Realm,” said the voice in the coffin.
“At that time, not only will there be inheritance, but you will also be allowed to join the Sixteen Demon Clan.”
“How can we believe you?” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“Why don’t you climb out of the coffin and let me see your true face?”
“How dare you talk to me like that,” the voice in the coffin snorted coldly.
“If you don’t want to, then we don’t want this inheritance,” Xu Zimo shook his head and said.
"Since you are already here, it is not up to you whether you want to pass it on or not."
The sound fell, and the eight keel bones of the coffin were seen moving out of the void as if they came to life.
Eight dragon bones were suspended in the void, and their majestic power fell, looking at Xu Zimo and the two with eager eyes.
“Either send me to Cangxuan Realm, the benefits I promise will be great.
Either die now.”
“It saves trouble if you do this,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“Today I want to pull you out of this coffin.”
He took one step in the air, and his figure instantly appeared in front of the coffin. He stepped on the coffin with one foot and stepped on it hard.
However, the strength of this coffin was beyond imagination. Apart from making a muffled sound, there was no trace of damage.
The eight dragon bones next to them suddenly became violent and all of them came to kill them.
The dragon bones formed a formation, occupying eight of the sixteen directions in the void, giving Xu Zimo no chance to escape.
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“Don’t worry, I don’t want to escape either,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
He stretched out his right hand, firmly grabbed the fallen dragon bone, and then directly picked up the entire ancestral dragon and wielded it as his own weapon.
The remaining seven ancestral dragons were all hit and flew out. Xu Zimo's strength was astonishing.
The cyclones in the body are also constantly rotating.
“Broken,” he shouted loudly.
The dragon bone was finally thrown onto the coffin, and all the hard bone spurs were pierced into the coffin. Xu Zimo fell down again.
The coffin was overwhelmed by the weight and eventually broke into pieces.
The iron chains hanging in the void began to break, and from the broken coffin, a ball of black gas first spurted out.
Following that, an eerie figure slowly stood up in the black air.
The breath exhaled by that figure is corpse breath.
“Dragon King?” Xu Zimo muttered to himself.
This figure is a human body with the head of a dragon, but its body is filled with corpse aura. It is obvious that it has been dead for a long time. There is no dragon power around it, but only the aura of death.
“Should I call you Zulong or Zombie?” Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
"Young man, you have committed a heinous crime and you don't even know it," the Dragon King said.
“I have been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, and the glimmer of hope I finally had, was destroyed by you.”
“So what, I’m here for you, how can I still be afraid of you?” Xu Zimo replied.
"You are here because of me? Are you not afraid of me?" the Dragon King asked in surprise.
Xu Zimo smiled and slowly took out the demon mirror.
He had to make sure whether the demon's mirror would be effective on the Dragon King, because according to regulations, the demon's mirror was only useful to the sixteen demon clans.
If the opponent is not a member of the Sixteenth Demon Clan, it cannot be included in the Demon Book.
When the Yao Jian appeared, Xu Zimo turned to the first page, which was the beast he had collected.
Then he turned to the second page, and a ray of light that reached the sky rushed out from it.
Shortly afterwards, a pattern began to be drawn in the void.
It was a nine-clawed golden dragon, with a golden body, purple-gold horns, and golden eyes like dragon beads.
Looking majestic and mighty.
“This, this is,” seeing the nine-clawed golden dragon, even the ancestral dragon was a little distracted.
“There’s a show,” Xu Zimo smiled.
Yaojian reacts to Zulong, which means it can be included in it.
He waved his right hand, and a stream of dragon energy flew out from the demon mirror and rushed towards the ancestral dragon.
The Zulong also reacted at this time, and its figure began to struggle.
He opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of death flames, extinguishing the dragon's energy in the void.
“Who the hell are you?” Zulong shouted angrily.
“The dying dragon, why are you asking so many questions?” Xu Zimo said.
“Stop struggling, otherwise you will only get hurt in vain.”
He drew his sword and stood up, his domineering shadow crossing with countless sword intents, trampling through the entire hall.
Countless rubble fell, and the hall seemed to collapse.
“You go out and wait for me outside,” Xu Zimo turned around and said to Wu Zhaodi.
She can't get involved in this battle anyway.
“Be careful yourself,” Wu Zhaodi reminded, and then quickly retreated.
Baying slashed hard, and the sword fell on Zulong's abdomen. There was no blood, but the corrosive corpse energy surged.
“Get down,” Xu Zimo held Ba Ying in both hands, with Ba Ying facing downwards, and pressed down Zulong’s huge body.
Falling from the void.
“Boy, I will definitely avenge you,” Zulong said resentfully.
Then the huge body shrank, like a loach, and fled away into the distance.
Xu Zimo frowned and hurriedly chased after him.
The eight dragon bones next to him turned into bone chains, blocking his way.
