Hiss!
The little flood dragon coiled around Yang Wu's body and hissed continuously. Its hungry appearance was really pitiful.
Yang Wu had reached the Heavenly Fish Realm and was sensitive to all kinds of things. He noticed the changes in the little flood dragon. It was not only hungry, but also lacked a lot of energy. It was about to break through.
Yang Wu was overjoyed. "Okay, I'll give you something to eat now."
Then, Yang Wu took out a large piece of Bloody Flood Dragon meat and bones. These were all taken from the Bloody Flood Dragon he had killed. He had always kept them for the little flood dragon.
The little flood dragon opened its mouth and quickly swallowed the meat and bones. Its demonic beast aura was quickly majestic, but it still felt hungry. There was not enough to eat.
Yang Wu took out some Heaven-level Bloody Flood Dragon meat and let the little flood dragon devour it.
The Bloody Flood Dragon meat contained ferocious Blood Qi. Others could not eat it easily, but it was not a problem for the little flood dragon. It could digest it all.
After swallowing a large amount of meat, the little flood dragon's body grew rapidly. Then, it rushed up and made a very different sound. "Roar!"
This was a real flood dragon's roar, which attracted many people nearby to look over.
Fortunately, these people from the big sects were experienced and knowledgeable. They realized that it was just a spirit demon breaking through, so they did not pay too much attention.
The little flood dragon's demonic aura was majestic. Its body was 30 feet tall, and its scales were suffused with a strong blood Qi. It spat out Blood Qi and a lot of energy kept rushing to its forehead between its eyebrows. There was a spirit demon core there that was emitting a strong energy.
Boom!
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and heavenly lightning struck down on the little flood dragon.
No matter if it was a Spirit Demon or a Ferocious Beast, when they advanced to the King Realm, they would be baptized by Heavenly Thunder. If they could not withstand it, they would die. If they could withstand it, they would enter a new level and obtain extremely powerful combat strength.
This Heavenly Thunder was equivalent to the Pill Tribulation of the King Dan. Previously, when Yang Wu was refining the Earth King Dan, he also attracted Heavenly Thunder with similar energy. Now, this Heavenly Thunder was nothing in his eyes. However, he couldn't interfere, otherwise, there would be even more powerful Heavenly Thunder to deal with him.
"Little guy, you have to hold on." Yang Wu sighed softly.
The little Jiao Dragon was struck by the Heavenly Lightning and fell to the ground on the spot. However, it quickly rushed up and roared. Then, three more Heavenly Lightning struck down. The power was three to five times stronger than before.
The little dragon was struck until its scales fell off and blood splattered everywhere. It looked quite tragic, but its vitality was incomparably tenacious. Every time it was struck down, it would be able to struggle up again, and the aura it gathered became stronger and stronger.
Normally, a spirit demon would be able to advance after enduring three waves of Heavenly Lightning to break through to the Demon Monarch realm. However, the little flood dragon seemed to have received special treatment. It only stopped after enduring six waves of Heavenly Lightning.
Lei Zongjun sighed softly. "The little flood dragon's bloodline is not bad."
"A spirit demon that I have my eyes on is naturally extraordinary." Yang Wu smiled faintly.
The little flood dragon was originally a ferocious beast. However, after being nurtured by him and baptized by the Blood Spirit Mystic Essence, it had gained intelligence and was no longer a ferocious beast. However, it still had the ferocious aura of a ferocious beast. Compared to other spirit demons, it was more aggressive.
The little Jiao Dragon was covered in blood and looked very miserable. However, the Demon Core on its forehead quickly gathered power. The old skin shed and new skin grew. The Jiao Dragon's body became stronger and its scales became more dazzling. The Jiao Dragon soared into the sky and let out an excited roar.
It almost died in the eggshell. However, after being nourished by Yang Wu's power, it regained its vitality and received the infusion of the Blood Spirit Mystic Essence. It could be said that it had a chance to be reborn. Its physique had become completely different and it had achieved the true bloodline of a flood dragon. It might have a chance to become a true dragon in the future.
The little flood dragon flew down. It had already reached a length of fifty feet and its body was almost half a foot thick. It looked much more powerful. It said in a tender voice, "Thank you, daddy."
When Yang Wu heard this cry, he almost fell to the ground. The name 'little flood dragon' was too frightening.
If others heard it and thought that it was really his seed, he would never be able to clear his name.
"Little fellow, don't call me that. I'm not your daddy. I'm your master." Yang Wu quickly corrected the little flood dragon.
"No, no, you're my daddy. You're the one who hatched me. I have your aura." The little flood dragon rushed to Yang Wu's side and said anxiously.
Yang Wu stroked the little flood dragon's protruding horn and said, "Little fellow, you're a spirit demon and I'm a human. Aren't we the same?"
"I don't care. Daddy, do you not want me anymore?" The little flood dragon said with grievance.
"My lord, you should just acknowledge this son." Lei Zongjun laughed from the side. He paused and said, "You're the one who planted it. No matter how ugly it is, you have to acknowledge it."
"Do you want to go back to the Soul Suppressing Urn?" Yang Wu glared at Lei Zongjun and shouted.
This time, Lei Zongjun completely shut up.
He finally came out. Even if he was not satisfied with his body, it was still better than staying in the Soul Suppressing Urn.
Yang Wu continued to comfort the little flood dragon. However, this little fellow was stubborn and insisted on calling him daddy. He had no choice but to compromise. Having a spirit demon as a godson was not bad. Thus, he gave it a name, "Yang Zhenlong!"
He hoped that one day, it would be able to transform into a dragon and soar into the sky.
After the little flood dragon was given a name, it was extremely excited. It flew continuously and cried out in surprise.
When the disciples on River Gazing Peak saw this beginner demon king flood dragon, their eyes flashed with envy.
There were many flood dragons in the Transcendent World. However, it was not easy to capture them. This flood dragon's bloodline was not low. If it was nurtured well, it might become a great help.
Yang Wu did not want the little flood dragon to disturb others. He called it down. "Son, don't shout. It's not good to scare others."
"Yes, Daddy." Yang Zhenlong responded obediently. It shrunk its body and flew back to Yang Wu's side. It coiled around his arm like a tattoo. It looked very cool.
Yang Wu looked at it and could not help but think of Little Hei. That fellow had always been lying on his shoulder. However, he did not know where it was now.
"Little Hei, will we have a chance to meet again?" Yang Wu was a little depressed.
If it was not for Little Hei, he would not be where he was today.
… …
In a faraway place in the Transcendent World, a Little Hei dog was lying lazily in the arms of a young girl. This Little Hei dog had smooth fur. Its canine eyes were lively. Its ears were like horns and its hooves were smoking. It looked very cute and moving. However, its claws were not obedient. It kept scratching at the young girl's bulging area. Anyone who saw it would want to take its place.
This young girl was tall and slender. Her body was full. The places that should be bulging were very prominent and the places that should be flat did not have any extra fat. She wore very simple clothes and had two simple ponytails. Her big eyes were filled with ripples. She gently stroked the Little Hei dog in her arms and muttered, "Little Hei, didn't you say that I would be able to find Young Master quickly? It's already been so many days. Why hasn't there been any news of Young Master? "
If Yang Wu was here, he would definitely recognize this young girl as the servant girl he had saved in prison, Little Man. She was much taller than before and her temperament had also changed. She was very beautiful and the Little Hei dog in her arms was undoubtedly Little Hei.
"Little Man, don't worry. You will definitely see him again soon. Right now, you should seize the time to cultivate and increase your strength. Only then will you be able to protect that fellow. He has provoked quite a few strong enemies." Little Hei transmitted her thoughts.
Little Man revealed a worried expression and said, "Young Master is such a good person. Why do so many people always bully him? It's really detestable."
"Where there are people, there will be trouble. Over the past few days, haven't you been bullied by quite a few people as well?" Little Hei asked back.
"Yes, you're right. Master has also taught me before, but I thought that many people were as good as Young Master. Now, it seems that I was too naive. I need to become stronger as soon as possible so that when I see Young Master in the future, I can protect him."
"Right now, you have just entered the Heavenly Fish Realm and are still weak. Listen to me and head to that mountain range. Cultivate your Brute Force to the fifth level and reach the Dragon Transformation Realm at the very least. Only then will you have the right to protect him."
"Little Hei, don't worry. I will work even harder!"
… …
In the Transcendent world, there was a chaotic world known as the Sun Devouring World. There were all sorts of ferocious races living here. There were humans, Spirit Fey, Phantom Race, Ferocious Gold Race … There were all sorts of races. They lived here, traded here, and competed for all sorts of resources. Without strength, it was impossible to survive here.
The most tyrannical race in the Devouring Sun Realm was the "Death God Race". Wherever they went, they represented death. Their style was very similar to King of Hell's Palace. There were rumors that King of Hell's Palace was just a giant force controlled by the Death God Race. There were also some who said that the Death God Race was a force established by King of Hell's avatar. They represented death and their battles were very terrifying. Even though they were few in number, no other race dared to provoke them.
But today, someone had attacked the Death God Race's palace and engaged in an extremely intense battle.
This was a battle between Small Saints. In the Devouring Sun Realm, it was already considered a battle between geniuses. However, this kind of commotion attracted a Saint to make a move. It could be seen that this person was incomparably powerful.
"Bastards of the Death God Race, in this Saint's eyes, you are all trash. I will kill as many as you come." An extremely arrogant voice shouted.
In mid-air, there was a figure wielding a fiery stick sweeping in all directions. He had a humanoid form, but his entire body was covered in long hair. His body was as strong as an ape, and he wore a crimson battle armor and a pair of Fire Cloud Boots. His entire body was covered in flames, and his eyes continuously shot out terrifying flames, killing four of the black-winged humanoid creatures in succession.
"A remnant soul of the Saint Race dares to be arrogant here? Wait until this Saint catches you and turns your soul into ashes!" A holy sound reverberated in the sky, and a palm that blotted out the sky pressed down on the figure.
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