A thick demonic aura permeated the restless forest. Some weaker creatures retreated into their caves, while others who hadn't gotten close in time stayed far away.
Dragon Vein Phoenix Forest — this name wasn't just for show. In ancient times, the True Dragons and Phoenixes had occupied this place. Now, the True Dragons and Phoenixes had disappeared, but there were still many creatures with the bloodlines of the True Dragons and Phoenixes left in this mountain range. For example, the Flood Dragons, Dragonhorse, Phoenixes, Blazing Phoenixes, and so on.
Now, Jing Wu's group was clashing with the Flood Dragon youth, ready to fight at any time.
Jing Wu's group was made up of prodigies with extraordinary strength. There were quite a few of them, and they were only stronger than the Flood Dragons. However, this place was the Flood Dragons' territory, and they could summon other Spirit Demons to help at any time. This was very disadvantageous for Jing Wu's group.
Just as the battle was about to break out, someone stepped in to mediate. This person's courage was commendable.
Ao Changzhan, who had been desperate to deal with the Human Race, cast his eyes on that man. His eyes were full of surprise, as if he had seen something that shocked him.
"You … you're a Lord of the Dragon race? No, you're clearly a human. How dare you refine the Blood Essence of a Lord of the Dragon race? "Ao Changzhan exclaimed.
The youth walked out. It was Yang Wu without a doubt. The aura of a dragon floating around him was so thick that it was enough to intimidate the Flood Dragons.
Yang Wu walked forward and said, "Do you think just anyone can have such a strong aura of the Dragon race as I do?"
He had learned some things about the Dragon race from Yang Taihe. It was very difficult for a human to refine a Dragon Body. If tens of millions of people tried to refine a Dragon Body at the same time, it would be lucky for one to succeed.
The aura of a dragon was too domineering. Before the Dragon Body was refined, the aura of the dragon would corrode it first.
Yang Taihe was a peerless prodigy thousands of years ago, but he still couldn't refine a True Dragon Body. He only had a Half Dragon Body, and that was with the help of the Dragoness.
Yang Wu could reach this step. It could be said that only one in ten thousand people could reach this step. He could definitely call himself a Dragonman.
In ancient times, there were humans and True Dragons living together. At that time, the most powerful Dragonman race appeared. However, the Dragonmen's reproductive ability was affected by the True Dragons, leading to their gradual extinction.
At that time, the status of the Dragon Human Race was quite high. Regardless of whether it was the Human Race or the Dragon Race, they could be called the "Chosen One" or "Crown Prince".
At that time, the emperors of many empires were the Dragon Human Clan. They were the favored children of the heavens.
Currently, Yang Wu was still quite a distance away from becoming a true "Draconian" person, but in this era, there were definitely not many who could possess such a Dragon Qi like him.
Ao Chang Zhan and the Jiao Dragons beside him didn't know how to respond. Not just anyone could refine the blood essence of the True Dragon Clan. Only those who possessed the bloodline of the True Dragon Clan could inherit it. How had this young man reached this step? Was he related to the True Dragon Clan? Or was he one of the legendary Dragon-men?
Without waiting for Ao Changzhan to reply, Yang Wu said, "You should be able to sense whether or not I've slain a Dragon. Those who slay a Dragon will be bound by the Dragon Curse. As descendants of the Dragon race, you should be able to sense it. I have a son from your Flood Dragon race. His name is Yang Zhenlong. Do you know if he has contact with any of your nobles?"
"Yang Zhenlong, that guy who just appeared not long ago, is he your son?" Ao Changzhan narrowed his eyes and shouted.
"Of course. It seems you two know each other?" Yang Wu asked.
"I haven't had the time to know him. I only heard that this guy suddenly appeared. His bloodline power is closer to the Dragon race than ours. Some old guys call him a 'prince'." Ao Changzhan said with a displeased expression.
Suddenly, Yang Wu felt that something was wrong. If Ao Changzhan and Yang Zhenlong were competitors, the current situation would be affected.
"I think you two will become good friends, right?" Yang Wu could only continue to play the emotional card.
"Who knows? Maybe we will become sworn enemies." Ao Changzhan said coldly. Then he shouted, "What are you waiting for? Kill them."
Yang Wu's plan failed. He thought that he had the Flood Flood Dragon Qi and that the other party would give him face. Who knew that it still wouldn't work. The other party was ready to go their own way.
"Then you will be my mount." Yang Wu was also ruthless. He had negotiated with the other party in a pleasant manner. Since the other party didn't give him face, then don't blame him for being impolite.
As he spoke, the Flood Flood Dragon Qi around his body fluctuated. The tyrannical Sacred Dragon Physique was displayed. The power of the Wind God floated under his feet and rushed towards Ao Changzhan like lightning.
Yang Wu had already forced out his peak speed. His speed was comparable to the second level of Starmark Realm. It was enough to show disdain for all outstanding heroes. Even Ao Changzhan wouldn't be able to catch him. The distance between the two was only a few dozen meters. Yang Wu appeared beside Ao Changzhan in a flash. The dense Flood Dragon Qi had the power to suppress the flood dragon race. It slowed down their blood and Qi circulation. Before they could react, Yang Wu had already grabbed Ao Changzhan's throat. His fingers pierced into Ao Changzhan's throat and locked onto the fatal spot. He could break Ao Changzhan's neck as long as he exerted a little strength.
Ao Changzhan was a flood dragon. His skin and flesh were extremely tough. Even if he had transformed into human form, it still wouldn't change this characteristic. Even a quasi-sacred weapon couldn't hurt him. Only a sacred weapon could exert pressure on him. It was comparable to the sacred body of the human race. However, Yang Wu still directly grabbed his throat. It was really hard for them to believe.
Ao Changzhan felt as if he had fallen into a cold cellar. He felt Yang Wu's dense killing intent. He wanted to struggle and shout, but he couldn't do it. He didn't dare to do so. The pressure from the other party was too great.
It was hard for him to imagine that a human could create such a big trouble for him.
He was a peak Little Saint Demon. He could fight with the top heaven's pride of the human race. His chances of winning were very high. Could it be that the other party's strength had reached the peak and could easily kill him?
"If he didn't have the Dragon Qi, I definitely wouldn't have been captured so easily." Ao Changzhan's problem was the Dragon Qi. It was because of it that he couldn't freely circulate his bloodline power. That was why he was captured.
"Damned human, let go of His Highness Prince."
"Let go of His Highness Prince immediately. Otherwise, we'll eat all of you."
"How dare you! You're provoking our flood dragon race. There's no place for you here."
"If anything happens to His Highness Prince, you'll die no matter where you run to."
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The flood dragons of the flood dragon race were all furious.
Their prince had been captured by a young human right in front of their eyes. This was definitely a disgrace to the flood dragon race.
Yang Wu tightly locked Ao Changzhan's throat. A fierce look flashed across his face. "Don't scream here. Do you believe that I won't kill him right now?"
Yang Wu tightened his grip. Ao Changzhan was in great pain. He struggled, but unfortunately, he couldn't muster any strength. Yang Wu's strength was too terrifying. He was about to suffocate to death.
At the same time, Yang Wu released the Dao of Death from his body. It enveloped the flood dragons in front of him, causing them to feel uncomfortable all over. It also made them feel a slight fear of death. Their aura weakened a little.
A female flood dragon stepped forward and said, "Let go of my brother and I'll let all of you leave."
This tall and beautiful woman was the princess of the flood dragon race.
"Let the surrounding spirit demons scram first." Yang Wu looked at her and said.
The flood dragon princess frowned slightly. She looked at her captured brother and could only shout, "All of you, leave."
The dragon voice fell into the ears of the spirit demons. They didn't dare to disobey and retreated like the tide.
The spirit demons that were still rushing over also stopped and didn't rush over.
Seeing this scene, the people of Jing Wu all heaved a sigh of relief. The spirit demons that surrounded them still gave them too much pressure.
"Let go of my brother," the flood dragon princess said again.
"It's easy to let him go. Let my companions leave first. When they're far away, I'll naturally let him go." Yang Wu made another request.
"Human, don't push your luck." A flood dragon reprimanded.
"Who's pushing their luck? I wanted to discuss it with you, but you didn't want to listen." Yang Wu replied.
Ao Changzhan was extremely aggrieved. His body was changing, and there was a strong demonic aura floating. Flood dragon scales grew out. He planned to transform into his original form and shake off Yang Wu's control.
At the same time, the other flood dragons roared in unison.
Roar roar!
The flood dragons roared.
This terrifying sound wave, which contained an incomparably powerful force, rushed towards Yang Wu.
Even if it couldn't compare to a real dragon's sound, it could still cause a lot of damage.
Unfortunately, they still underestimated Yang Wu. After his body was tempered by the dragon demon, besides his amazing physique, his soul had also strengthened a lot. Moreover, he had cultivated the Soul Control Heart Sutra to the Greater Mastery Realm and had the ability to defend himself. He forcefully blocked the sound wave.
"Just say it if you want to die." Yang Wu's murderous aura spread as he lifted Ao Changzhan and smashed him to the ground.
Bang!
In an instant, a cloud of dust was smashed into the ground, and a deep pit appeared. Ao Changzhan, who was about to transform, was dizzy from the impact. Moreover, the dragon demon aura and death aura from Yang Wu's palm entered his body and wreaked havoc on his vitality. The power of his transformation quickly retreated and revealed an extremely fearful expression.
Yang Wu didn't stop there. He continued to smash Ao Changzhan. The dozens of flood dragons felt their hearts ache. They wanted to stop him, but they didn't dare to. They were afraid that the other party would really kill him.
"Stop, don't hit him anymore. I agree to your request," the flood dragon princess said decisively.
Yang Wu didn't stop immediately. Instead, he dragged the other party and smashed him a few more times before stopping. Then, he said, "I'm a cultured person. I don't like fighting and killing. You guys forced me to do this."
The eyelids of Jing Wu's group twitched as they exclaimed in their hearts, "What a shameless and ruthless person."
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