An earth-shattering cry of grief sounded, and the huge body of the Teng Snake collapsed inch by inch under the penetrating tiger-headed golden spear, and countless blood foam fell from the sky, covering the entire sky of the imperial capital.

At the moment when the snake exploded into a cloud of blood mist, Zhuo Wen happened to see a bright red bead emerging from the blood mist. With a move with his right hand, Zhuo Wen put the bead into his palm and looked at it carefully.

The surface of this round bead has bright blood patterns, which are densely packed, like snake scales, and it looks quite patchwork.

"This is the inner alchemy of Teng Snake. This Teng Snake has ancient blood on it. The demon power in this inner alchemy may be extremely strong. This is a good thing."

Xiao Hei's voice made Zhuo Wen nod. At the same time, he also thought of Wu Die. After all, Wu Die, like Teng Snake, also has ancient blood on his body. Perhaps this inner alchemy should be of great help to Wu Die.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen was also filled with embarrassment. When he first entered the land of dragon veins, the deterrent force given to him by the Teng Snake was extremely strong. and flee.

But now, he only needs one move to kill the snake, and Zhuo Wen feels that the world is impermanent.

At this moment, the entire imperial capital was raining blood, but the warriors in the imperial capital seemed to have never heard of it. Their eyes were only fixed on the tall and straight figure in the sky above.

Compared with the Teng Snake of thousands of feet, this figure looks so small and humble, but the power contained in such a small figure shocked everyone, because the powerful and terrifying Teng Snake was so easily eliminated by this person up.

"So strong..."

All warriors murmured unconsciously, their feet seemed to be rooted, and they stood still, their lips trembling.

Bai Mei also stood up from the ground at this moment, looking at the figure who killed the snake with a single shot, his eyes were filled with awe and envy.

"Baimei, let's go!"

Bai Mei, who was still in a daze, suddenly heard this voice, and couldn't help but come back to his senses, nodded, and hurriedly followed Zhuo Wen in front, but his eyes were full of emotion.

How can Teng Snake say that he also has the strength of the middle-level Emperor Realm, but under Zhuo Wen's hands, he was directly killed in seconds. This strength is really terrifying!

After Zhuo Wen and Bai Mei left, the rain of blood also stopped. In the imperial capital, the warriors who were still in a daze came to their senses one after another, and soon there was an uproar.

"It's scary, who is that young man? His Majesty Baidi called him his master, and the terrifying Teng Snake was instantly killed by one of his moves. This is too powerful."

"I remembered, do you know who destroyed the Qingxuan Dynasty back then?"

"It's Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen who was expelled by Emperor Qing at the beginning, do you mean that the young man is Zhuo Wen?"

After mentioning the name Zhuo Wen, the warriors around fell silent. The name Zhuo Wen was very famous in the Qingxuan Dynasty at the beginning, and it was almost a household name. Now hearing this name again, everyone feels as if they have passed away.

I really didn't expect that that unknown young man back then has become so powerful and terrifying now. Everyone had a thought in their hearts, that is, this boy is really too monstrous.

...

The dungeon of the imperial city is still shrouded in a huge sea of ??flames, and in the sea of ??flames, there are countless mysterious imprisoning forces permeating the air.

Standing above the sea of ??fire, Zhuo Wen quietly looked down and said softly, "Father, I'm back."

boom!

A huge two-headed dragon came from the abyss below the sea of ??fire. On top of the two-headed dragon, a handsome middle-aged man sat cross-legged. A fine awn.

"Breakthrough?" Zhuo Xiaotian chuckled.

"Breakthrough." Zhuo Wen replied with a smile.

Zhuo Xiaotian laughed, and said: "Good job, you said before that your dragon soul is extremely powerful, and you need to be in the imperial power state to be able to materialize the dragon soul. Now that you have broken through, let Weifu take a look."

Zhuowen nodded, his right hand touched the center of the eyebrows, and suddenly a monstrous dragon chant gushed out of Zhuowen's body, and then a huge black dragon appeared above the sea of ??fire, those dark golden dragon eyes looked down at Zhuo Xiaotian below the sea of ??fire, cold and ruthless.

Woohoo!

The two-headed Nether Dragon under Zhuo Xiaotian's feet let out a low growl, and became restless. The dragon's body kept swinging, staring at the huge black dragon in the sky with extreme fear.

"It's huge..."

Bai Mei stepped back a few steps, his eyes showed fear, the coercion displayed by this Taiyou holy dragon was terrifying, and ordinary warriors in the imperial realm would feel a sense of oppression and fear.

"This is... what dragon soul?"

Zhuo Xiaotian's face froze. Looking at Xiao Hei, there was also a trace of doubt in his eyes. He could feel the terrifying coercion on Xiao Hei's body. He dared to believe that this black dragon was definitely an existence beyond the seventh rank, perhaps comparable to The ninth-rank dragon soul of the Long family back then.

However, after thinking about it, he couldn't think of what the name of the black dragon was.

"Its name is Taiyou Shenglong." Zhuo Wen said softly.

"Is it too secluded holy dragon?"

Zhuo Xiaotian murmured in a low voice, but immediately stared at Zhuo Wen, and said with emotion: "Zhuo Wen, the dragon soul on your body is very powerful, much stronger than your father and me. In the future, it may really be possible for you to reunite. Lead the Long family to glory." JrNovels.com