Of course, Zhao Yu found it funny.
It was like a lion hunting a pack of wolves. It had already bitten the pack's leader to death and was about to enjoy the delicious wolf meat when a prairie mouse suddenly darted out from behind and stole some of the meat …
"Zhu Minglang, how about we play a game?" Zhao Yu asked.
At that moment, the Fire Worm Dragon with its broken teeth had already turned around and coiled around Zhao Yu. Its ferocious and powerful flames fluttered like tongues of fire!
The Fire Worm Dragon stared arrogantly at Zhu Minglang. Just like its master, it was full of disdain!
Zhu Minglang did not answer. He faced the Fire Worm Dragon calmly and leisurely. On his right palm, traces of fire were spreading along the lines of his palm!
"You can escape now. I won't stop you."
"But you have to run fast enough. You have to ascend faster than my Fire Worm Dragon. Otherwise, before you can find a safe place to hide, you, Zhu Minglang, will be the first fresh meat for my Fire Worm Dragon to ascend to become a King!"
"You've always been good at escaping. You escaped from my Dragon Monarch's claws many years ago. I don't know if you can come out unscathed this time."
Little Prince Zhao Yu narrated calmly. In fact, this calmness was filled with confidence. He was confident that Zhu Minglang would not be able to create any waves. Even if he wanted to escape, he would not be able to escape from his palms!
"This dragon is not bad." Zhu Minglang pointed at the Fire Worm Dragon and said.
"Of course. In terms of fire, my Fire Worm Dragon is the best dragon in the world." Zhao Yu's tone was filled with pride.
The Sacred Torch Dragon King's cultivation level was indeed higher than the Fire Worm Dragon's, but that was only temporary. Once the Fire Worm Dragon ascended to become a Dragon King, it would possess a certain Divine Soul Life Providence. Its cultivation level would rise faster than the Sacred Torch Dragon King's.
The Sacred Torch Dragon King was already a rare dragon in the world, but compared to the Fire Worm Dragon, it was still far inferior.
It was also because of the Fire Worm Dragon that Zhao Yu had the confidence to disregard the Zhu Order and King An's Imperial Residence!
Moreover, he was a noble prince. He had trampled on a small inner court like the Zhu Family and killed a group of people from the Imperial Residence of King An. So what? Would anyone really dare to denounce him?
There were only a few people who were more honorable than him.
After Huo Chi Long ascended, he went into seclusion for a few years. How many people dared to compete with him?
"Is it the Ancestral Dragon?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"That's right!"
"Why don't we change to another game? Since your Fire Worm Dragon is so powerful, let's see if it can block one of my attacks!" Zhu Minglang also laughed. His smile was not arrogant, it was just warm and calm.
"Hahaha, are you trying to scare me? Do you really think that I can't tell that you don't have any cultivation at all?" The little prince Zhao Yu said.
"Didn't I tell you before? I'm now Master Dragon Shepard," Zhu Minglang said.
As he said these words, Zhu Minglang slowly raised his right hand. His palm, wrist and arm were already covered in fine and dense fiery red veins. It made his skin look like it had been tempered by fire. It glowed with a golden light, glowing with a blazing light!
"Master Dragon Shepard????" The little prince Zhao Yu was laughing so hard that he could barely stand up. He supported the mighty Fire Worm Dragon with one hand. His laughter changed as he said, "You're Master Dragon Shepard. Yes, yes, yes, you're Master Dragon Shepard now. Where's your dragon? Let me see it …"
"As you wish." Zhu Minglang suddenly stretched out his hand. His eyes glowed with divine light. His relaxed and gentle temperament changed in an instant!
There was an aura that was like a sudden storm in the summer. It gathered all the hot air in the world together and swept towards the mountains and rivers. Zhu Minglang's body was emitting such an aura at this moment. And it was not just pure heat. It was a heat that could burn the heavens and devour the earth!
His hair was drifting in the wind, but a golden light was emitting from his black hair.
Crimson red flaming muscles covered Zhu Minglang's right arm and were rapidly spreading throughout his entire body. From his arm to his chest, from his chest to his entire body, Zhu Minglang's mortal body seemed to have transformed into the body of a Flame Saint in an instant. Every piece of skin, every piece of bone, and every piece of flesh was emitting the light of molten flames!
"Stegosaurus!"
With that call, his temperament changed again. Zhu Minglang's eyes were burning like a flame!
At the center of the Earth Vein Fire Pistil, the metal sword bud had already shed all of its outer shell. To be more precise, it was a metal dragon cocoon. It was holding an ancient sword that had been tempered to the level of a Saint or Peerless Immortal.
The ancient sword was blazing with brilliance. The moment Zhu Minglang called out its name, it swept up a cloud of fire and flew across the sky. It landed on Zhu Minglang's palm, which was glowing with fire runes!
"Sword Meteor Sword Technique — Vermillion Bird Sword!"
Sword fire bloomed. Zhu Minglang was already moving when he held the sword. His posture was clearly very slow, but layers of afterimages appeared on his body. As the Stegosaurus landed on his palm, the blazing aura from before was like an ancient roaming dragon. Its entire body was red, and its shadow could not be seen. It majestically and magnificently surrounded Zhu Minglang, who was brandishing the spiritual sword!
Its aura had almost surpassed the restless tide of fire that was stirred up by the Earth Vein Fire Pistil. It was as if Zhu Minglang, who was holding the sword, was the real incarnation of the Earth Vein Fire Pistil.
As the sword was swung, a cry was heard. Following it, an Ancient Vermillion Bird flew out from Zhu Minglang's sword!
The Ancient Vermillion Bird's skin was formed by extremely pure liquid fire. Every feather was formed by restless liquid fire. The majestic sword intent was the skeleton of the Ancient Vermillion Bird. It did not look like an illusion, but more like the real Vermillion Bird that had descended. It was summoned by Zhu Minglang's shocking sword. It was above all living things in the world, and its holiness was not to be challenged!
The smile on Zhao Yu's face froze. He finally realized what the sturdy object that his Fire Worm Dragon was gnawing on was.
It was a sword, a dragon that the sword spirit had transformed into!
Zhu Minglang had been refining the Earth Vein Fire Pistil long before he had!
"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!"
The Earth Vein Fire Pistil shook violently. One of the Earth Vein Fire Pistil that snaked across the cave collapsed under the Vermillion Bird Sword. Underground rocks comparable to a mountain range came crashing down, burying the Earth Vein Fire Pistil.
The Fire Worm Dragon was like a fat worm that had been captured by a bird. It was futile to resist or struggle!
It could be seen that the Fire Worm Dragon's mighty body was burning under the power of the sword. It also had scales of fire and flesh of fire, but the sword that Zhu Minglang had waved was enough to cut the Fire Worm Dragon into pieces, and the blazing divine fire that accompanied it was far more powerful than the Fire Worm Dragon's fire attribute.
The so-called Fire Azure Dragon was the strongest, but it screamed in pain as it was burned by the flames. All that was left of it was a skeleton!!
The Vermilion Bird Sword flashed past the little prince's head, and the Fire Worm Dragon that he was so proud of was destroyed in a single slash. While he was still in shock and horror, the pain of his Spirit Pact breaking also assaulted him, causing him to convulse violently!!
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