"He's going to skin Long Shengchen alive and pull out his tendons!"
The cultivators who were watching the battle were all shocked.
Lin Feng's crushing defeat of Long Shengchen, who had returned to his ancestral state, had already shocked everyone.
Now, Lin Feng was going to skin Long Shengchen alive and pull out his tendons.
This was even more shocking.
What were the dragons most afraid of?
They were most afraid of being skinned alive and pulled out tendons.
However, Lin Feng had done both of these things to Long Shengchen.
"Little bastard, even if I die, my father will avenge me!"
Long Shengchen roared furiously, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Is that so? If the ninth evil dragon dares to come, I'll kill it too. Do you believe me? "
Lin Feng's face suddenly revealed a sinister smile.
Chi La.
The dragon tendon on Long Shengchen's back was forcibly pulled out by Lin Feng.
"Ah …" Long Shengchen let out an incomparably shrill scream.
Lin Feng suddenly pulled.
Long Shengchen's dragon tendon was torn apart.
Lin Feng grabbed a dragon tendon that was about three thousand meters long.
Long Shengchen's huge body twitched violently in midair.
"I can't believe I'm going to die like this. I really didn't expect it to be like this!"
Long Shengchen murmured.
In the end, his huge body fell directly into the sea.
Then, he died.
"Long Shengchen is dead!"
Many people were shocked.
Long Shengchen, who had his dragon tendon pulled out, died in the most painful and miserable way.
He was the crown prince of the ninth evil dragon palace.
Everyone knew that Long Shengchen's death would definitely cause a huge uproar.
The ninth evil dragon wouldn't let this matter rest.
…
"Long Shengchen is dead! Kill all the cultivators of the ninth evil dragon palace! Don't leave a single one alive! "
Lin Feng waved the battle sword in his hand and shouted.
His voice was so loud that it could be heard clearly from a hundred miles away.
"The crown prince is dead! Run!"
The cultivators of the ninth evil dragon palace were scared out of their wits. They turned around and tried to escape.
"Kill all these bastards!"
Sun Zhan roared.
The Dragon Sect's cultivator army launched an even more violent attack.
After Long Shengchen's death, the cultivator army of the ninth Evil Dragon Palace had lost all will to fight.
The morale of the army was slack.
All they wanted now was to escape.
How could he still have the strength to fight?
However, how could they escape? The outer area was surrounded by the army of deep-sea beasts and the marine race's cultivators.
As for the Dragon Sect's cultivator army, they chased after him.
Apart from the Dragon Gate cultivator army that had died in the previous battle,
Currently, the Dragon Sect's cultivator army had about 1,700,000 to 1,800,000 people.
Moreover, he was full of vigor.
On the other hand, the Ninth Evil Dragon Palace's cultivator army only had 700,000 to 800,000 people left after the bitter battle.
The number of people was small to begin with.
All of them wanted to run for their lives.
He had no power to resist at all.
Under the siege of the Dragon Sect's cultivator army, the Oceanic Clan's cultivator army, and the Deep Sea Ferocious Beast Army,
The cultivator army of the Ninth Evil Dragon Palace was being massacred.
"We surrender! We are willing to surrender! "
At this moment, the Ninth Evil Dragon Palace's cultivator army only had three to four hundred thousand people left.
When these people saw that they could not escape, they threw away their weapons and begged loudly.
"Attack the hinterland of the Dragon Gate! You want to harm my family! He should be executed! Kill them all, leave no one alive! "
Lin Feng's voice was cold.
"Kill!"
The densely packed Dragon Sect's cultivator army began slaughtering the Ninth Evil Dragon Palace's cultivator army.
Not long later.
The remaining three to four hundred thousand Ninth Evil Dragon Palace's cultivator army were all killed.
In the sea, there were corpses everywhere.
Blood dyed the sea red.
"Collect the magic treasures and storage rings of the dead! As for these corpses, let the deep-sea beasts eat them! "
Lin Feng said.
Soon, someone ordered everyone to clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils of war.
The dead Ninth Evil Dragon Palace's cultivator army was full of vitality. The deep-sea beasts were already itching to have a good meal.
These deep-sea beasts were already incomparably ferocious to begin with. They were constantly eyeing the powerful bloodlines of cultivators. However, Xu Jiyuan ordered them to temporarily restrain themselves.
The deep-sea beasts did not immediately eat the corpses.
…
In the vast sea.
Who knew how many forces were spread out.
In the southernmost region of the Returning Ruins sea region, there was a giant level force in the vast sea world.
It was the Ninth Evil Dragon Palace.
In the depths of the sea.
There were many palaces.
The crown prince, Long Shengxiu, was anxiously pacing outside a huge palace.
He was stopped by the palace's guards.
The Ninth Evil Dragon was cultivating inside.
Even though Long Shengxiu was the Ninth Evil Dragon's son, he could not enter.
He couldn't go in now, so he could only wait outside.
"Your Highness, this is bad!"
At that moment, the First Elder of the Primordial Spirit Lamp Palace hurried over.
"What happened this time?"
Long Shengxiu asked with a gloomy expression.
"The Second Prince's Primordial Spirit Lamp has also been extinguished."
The First Elder of the Primordial Spirit Lamp Palace said.
Long Shengxiu nodded with a gloomy expression.
Although he was brothers with Long Shengchen and Long Shengyu, they were not born from the same mother.
They were estranged.
Moreover, they had been fighting both openly and covertly for the past few years.
Thus, Long Shengchen and Long Shengyu's deaths made Long Shengxiu happy.
Of course, Long Shengxiu would not show this joy on his face.
After all, they were his brothers.
It was necessary to show pain and grief on his face.
Even if it was just an act for others to see, he still had to act it out.
"You can leave first!" Long Shengxiu said.
"Yes!"
The First Elder of the Primordial Spirit Lamp Palace replied and left.
Long Shengxiu continued to wait outside.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
At that moment, a dignified voice came from inside the palace.
"Is it Xiu 'er? Come in! "
…
"Yes, your son! Your son wishes Imperial Father to enjoy eternal blessings and a long life! "
Long Shengxiu knelt on the ground and gave his blessings. Then, he stood up and pushed open the palace's door.
He then entered the palace.
An evil dragon was lying inside the palace.
This evil dragon was ten thousand meters long.
This evil dragon was the Ninth Evil Dragon.
The bloodlines of the Nine Evil Dragons of the Returning Ruins were all incredibly powerful.
It was said that there were even a few of them that were pure-blooded.
Pure-Blooded bloodlines were simply too terrifying. Only those that had the same bloodline as their ancestors could be called pure-blooded.
Pure-Blooded bloodlines were one of the most powerful bloodlines.
The Ninth Evil Dragon was not a pure-blooded one.
However, the Evil Dragon bloodline in his body had reached eighty percent.
Generally speaking, only ten percent of the ancestral bloodline could be found in his body.
He could awaken the memories within his ancestral bloodline.
With thirty percent of the ancestral bloodline, there was a certain chance of returning to his ancestral bloodline after the baptism.
With fifty percent of the ancestral bloodline, he could obtain almost all of the ancestral bloodline's divine abilities.
With eighty percent of the ancestral bloodline, he could awaken the ancestral power slumbering within his bloodline.
Once he awakened the ancestral power, his fighting strength would almost reach the same level as his ancestors when they were at the same level as him.
It must be known that only Great Emperors or Immortals could carry out bloodline inheritance. They could only reach the same level of fighting strength as those Great Emperors or Immortals.
That was simply too terrifying.
If he had a pure-blooded bloodline, he could even reach the same level as his ancestors in the future.
The Ninth Evil Dragon had eighty percent of the ancestral bloodline. Although he had not reached the level of a pure-blooded bloodline, he had basically grasped all of the inheritance within his bloodline and awakened the ancestral power slumbering within his ancestral bloodline. Thus, the Ninth Evil Dragon had cultivated to the Tenth Heavenly Layer of the Giant God Realm and stood at the peak of the Nine Provinces.
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