Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Bastard, you dare to scold me?" Zheng Huan suddenly looked at Huasus.

Huashuo was not afraid at all. He raised his eyes slightly and said calmly, "I just scolded you. What can you do?"

When saying this, Asus sighed secretly in his heart, this guy has simply reached the limit of his evil deeds.

Why did Zheng Huan join the God-Slaying Pavilion when he was in the early stage of Dragon Spirit Realm?

Wasn't it because he knew the strength of Tushen Pavilion?

Among the Blood Demon Sect, nearly ten people in the Dragon Spirit Realm and four in the Dragon Core Realm were still destroyed by the Tushen Pavilion. Huashuo didn't believe that Zheng Huan didn't know about this.

But Zheng Huan clearly knew that Tu Shen Pavilion was powerful, but he was still so arrogant.

Shabi!

A big deal!

"The Tushen Pavilion is really magnificent!"

Zheng Huan snorted coldly, "Your cultivation level is only at the Dragon Blood Realm. How dare you speak to me like this? Is the God-Slaying Pavilion so powerful that it can even exclude the Dragon Spirit Realm?"

"Hmph, you are arrogant, even the Tushen Pavilion is nothing more than that!"

"We chose these wastes instead of those with strong cultivation. It seems that the Tushen Pavilion is not as good as we thought."

"It is widely rumored that Tushen Pavilion has discovered a genius. Now it seems that this rumor seems to be somewhat untrue!"

The middle-aged men behind Zheng Huan also spoke, their words full of disdain and contempt, and their eyes looking at those waiting in line were full of sarcasm.

In response to their looks, those waiting in line were angry, but they did not dare to speak.

Because Zheng Huan and others are indeed much stronger than them, and they can be killed with a flip of their hands.

"What you mean is that your cultivation is strong and you are all geniuses?" Liu Yun looked at Zheng Huan.

"Not to mention whether he is a genius or not, at least in terms of cultivation, he is much better than you." Zheng Huan said disdainfully.

"good."

Liuyun smiled slightly and said to Huashuo, "Since these 'powerful men' are so confident, let them see if the Mingyue Divine Guard of Tushen Pavilion is living up to its reputation."

"yes."

Huashuo nodded, lightly dusted himself, and walked to Zheng Huan and others.

"One by one, or together?" Huashuo said calmly.

"Arrogant!"

Zheng Huan looked angry and snorted coldly, "Wu Cheng, let him see the strength of the bloodthirsty adventure group!"

"Hey, little baby, don't blame me for being too cruel if you die!"

A middle-aged man walked out from behind Zheng Huan with a ferocious smile on his face. When he finished speaking, his figure rushed directly towards Huasus.

"Come out, Flame Beast!"

Huashuo silently recited a spell in his mouth, and when Wucheng was about to bombard him, a space door suddenly appeared next to him.

From the gate of space, a huge figure full of heat rushed out, and its sharp claws directly hit Wu Cheng, and Wu Cheng didn't even have time to dodge.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, Wu Cheng's eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At the same time, the sharp claws scratched across his chest, and five hideous wounds suddenly appeared. A large amount of blood flowed from Wu Cheng's chest, and the white bones inside could even be seen.

"Um?"

Zheng Huan and others' expressions darkened, and when they looked at the giant beast that had shown all its body, their expressions turned ugly.

Next to Huashuo, stood a demonic beast emitting scorching light.

The body of this beast was five feet long, and its hair was white. When it looked at Zheng Huan and others, it roared menacingly, but when it saw Hua Shuo, it became very docile.

"Third-level monster, Yanyang Beast!" Zheng Huan's face was a little gloomy.

No wonder Wu Chenghui was seriously injured and almost died in one blow. It turned out to be a third-level monster.

Third-level monsters are equivalent to the dragon spirit realm of humans, and at the same level, monsters are much stronger than humans.

Even Zheng Huan felt that he was no match for the Flame Sun Beast.

"What, you can't get on?"

Huashuo gently patted Yanyang Beast's head and said sarcastically, "Aren't you very arrogant just now? Why don't you talk now? Let me tell you secretly, I have three monsters like Yanyang Beast, but where I am Among the demonic beasts that I control, Yanyang Beast is just the lowest level."

The Flame Sun Beast is a third-level low-level monster, which is the same as the early Dragon Spirit Realm. However, if you encounter the Flame Sun Beast in the early Dragon Spirit Realm, you will definitely not want to fight it.

"Actually, you should have gone together just now. In this case, even though you would both be injured, you wouldn't be as seriously injured as he was, right?"

Huashuo pointed at Zheng Huan and sighed, "It's a pity. It's all because of your arrogance that he suffered such serious injuries. I think his dragon veins seem to be broken? The cultivation level at the peak of Dragon Blood Realm seems to be I can't keep it..."

"Asshole!!!"

Zheng Huan's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip. He clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could hit Hua Shuo to death with one palm.

But with the Yanyang Beast guarding Huashuo, how could he dare to take action?

And those who were still waiting in line also saw this scene, with a faint look of excitement and relief on their faces.

Crazy? Go on rampant?

Wasn't it crazy just now? Why are you all mute now?

Zheng Huan and others had insulted them just now, but they dared to get angry and dare not say anything. Now that they saw Huasus teach him a lesson and cripple one of them with one blow, they were so excited that they were dying.

Under this excitement, they became more determined to join the Tushen Pavilion.

Huashuo is only in the Dragon Blood Realm, but he has a third-level monster. Even the Dragon Spirit Realm dare not touch him. This feeling is exciting just thinking about it.

"If you don't want to fight anymore, then get out of here. Arrogant people like you are not welcome in Tushen Pavilion!" Huashuo's expression suddenly turned cold.

Zheng Huan wanted to say something, but at this moment, the Flame Sun Beast suddenly let out a roar and rushed towards them.

"let's go!"

Zheng Huan's expression changed, and he quickly grabbed Wu Cheng's half-dead body and headed away with the others.

"Dragon Spirit Realm? It's just trash." Huashuo shook his head.

The Flame Sun Beast just rushed out just to scare them. If they really wanted to attack, Zheng Huan and others would not be able to leave unharmed.

Huashuo really wanted to kill them, but Su Han had ordered that before the sect stationed, it was best not to see blood, so Huashuo did not take a heavy blow.

…

As time goes by, a day passes in the blink of an eye.

However, the flow of people in front of the Tushen Pavilion not only did not decrease, but instead increased.

Early the next morning, dozens of people came from a distance, led by a middle-aged man, who was wearing the uniform of the leader of the newly established Ninth-rate Sect—Lingluo Sect!

End of this chapter