Dragon King Order

"Is this another taboo?"

Chen Ping remembered that when he was in the Demon Suppression Tower at the beginning, he wanted to go out, but he couldn't open the door.

"Come again..."

Chen Ping punched out again, and the huge sound was deafening!

Seeing this, Luo Xiang, who was outside the Demon Suppression Tower, couldn't help but change his face. "What is this guy doing in there? It's like demolishing a house..."

"Young Master, this Chen Ping is probably going to destroy the Demon Suppression Tower in there. He can't get it, and he doesn't want us to get it..."

Luo Jiu said.

When Luo Xiang heard this, he immediately increased the strength and speed of his hands. He wanted to rush in and stop Chen Ping from destroying it!

And Chen Ping threw several punches in a row, and the bronze door in front of him remained the same, as if it had not moved.

"What's going on?"

Chen Ping frowned, and then looked at his fist. "Does this also require the Holy Light Fist?"

Chen Ping put away his spiritual power, and then took a deep breath. His muscles swelled. He wanted to use pure body power to open the bronze door.

"Holy Light Fist..."

Chen Ping's forehead veins bulged, and then he punched the bronze door with the power of muscle contraction.

Creaking...

The bronze door began to move slowly under Chen Ping's punch.

Seeing the bronze door open, Chen Ping was overjoyed.

Soon, a dark light flickered from the room, and a pure and strange breath came to his face.

Feeling this breath, Chen Ping walked in quickly.

The whole room was dark, and Chen Ping was like being in the void, with only a little flickering light in front of him.

Chen Ping walked towards the light, and soon a miniature version of the Demon Suppression Tower appeared in front of Chen Ping.

This Demon Suppression Tower is only more than 20 centimeters high, and a gem is inlaid on the top of the tower. The flickering light comes from this gem.

On the tower body, a stream of simple breath emanates, making Chen Ping feel very comfortable all over.

"Sure enough, this is the true essence of the Demon Suppression Tower

, this is the real Demon Suppression Tower..."

Chen Ping saw the Demon Suppression Tower in front of him, his face full of excitement.

Just when Chen Ping stretched out his hand and wanted to take the Demon Suppression Tower, the surroundings suddenly became extremely bright.

An old man with a childlike face and white hair, holding a dragon-headed crutch, was glaring at Chen Ping.

"Humph, you let the demon king go, and you actually want to take away my Demon Suppression Tower..."

The old man's voice was loud and majestic!

When Chen Ping saw the old man, he immediately said respectfully, "Senior, I didn't know that the Demon Suppression Tower was yours. I didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive me..."

"You can let me forgive you, but you have to defeat me first..."

The old man said, and the dragon-headed crutch in his hand instantly smashed towards Chen Ping.

The terrifying momentum immediately shocked Chen Ping to retreat again and again.

"Senior, I don't want this Demon Suppression Tower, I'm leaving now..."

Chen Ping knew that he was no match for the old man in front of him.

This old man was a master at first glance, and his realm was many times higher than Chen Ping.

"I said, if you want to leave, you have to beat me first..."

The old man smashed another crutch.

Chen Ping hurriedly dodged to one side, muttering, "At such an old age, he still has such a bad temper..."

The old man ignored Chen Ping, but launched a series of attacks, making Chen Ping dodge repeatedly.

In a blink of an eye, the old man attacked more than a dozen times in a row, all of which were dodged by Chen Ping.

This time, Chen Ping had confidence in his heart.

"It seems that you are not as strong as I imagined. Since you keep forcing me, I will fight you..."

After saying that, Chen Ping's body was shining with golden light, and the power of the dragon burst out.

A golden dragon actually sprang out of Chen Ping's body and surrounded Chen Ping.

"Son of the Dragon, it's really good..."

The old man suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and then the dragon head crutch in his hand suddenly poked the ground fiercely!

A dragon roar sounded, and the old man's dragon head crutch turned into a giant dragon. "Is this another taboo?"

Chen Ping remembered that when he was in the Demon Suppression Tower at the beginning, he wanted to go out, but he couldn't open the door.

"Come again..."

Chen Ping punched again, and the huge sound was deafening!

Seeing this, Luo Xiang, who was outside the Demon Suppression Tower, couldn't help but change his face. "What is this guy doing in there? It's like demolishing a house..."

"Master, this Chen Ping is probably going to destroy the Demon Suppression Tower in there. He can't get it, and he doesn't want us to get it..."

Luo Jiu said.

When Luo Xiang heard this, he immediately increased the strength and speed of his hands. He wanted to rush in and stop Chen Ping from destroying it!

And Chen Ping threw several punches in a row, and the bronze door in front of him remained the same, as if it had not moved.

"What's going on?"

Chen Ping frowned, then looked at his fist, "Does this also require the Holy Light Fist?"

Chen Ping put away his spiritual power, then took a deep breath, and his muscles swelled. He wanted to use pure body power to open the bronze door.

"Holy Light Fist..."

Chen Ping's forehead veins bulged, and then relying on the power of muscle contraction, he punched the bronze door.

Creaky...

The bronze door began to move slowly under Chen Ping's punch.

Seeing the bronze door open, Chen Ping was overjoyed.

Soon, a dim light flickered from the room, and a pure and strange breath came to his face.

Feeling this breath, Chen Ping quickly walked in.

The whole room was dark, and Chen Ping seemed to be in the void, with only a little flickering light in front of him.

Chen Ping walked towards the light, and soon a miniature version of the Demon Suppression Tower appeared in front of Chen Ping.

This demon-suppressing tower is only more than twenty centimeters high. There is a gem inlaid on the top of the tower. The flashing light comes from this gem.

There was a simple atmosphere exuding from the tower, which made Chen Ping feel very comfortable all over.

"Sure enough, this is the true essence of the Demon Suppressing Tower.

, this is the real Demon Suppression Tower..."

Chen Ping's face was full of excitement when he saw the Demon Suppression Tower in front of him.

Just when Chen Ping stretched out his hand to take the Demon Suppressing Tower, the surroundings suddenly became extremely bright.

An old man with a childish face and white hair, holding a dragon's head and a crutch in his hand, was glaring at Chen Ping.

"Hmph, you just let the Demon Lord go, but you actually want to take away my Demon Suppressing Tower..."

The old man's voice was loud and majestic!

When Chen Ping saw the old man, he immediately looked respectful and said politely, "Senior, I didn't know that this Demon Suppression Tower was yours. I didn't mean to offend you, and I ask your forgiveness, senior..."

"It's okay for me to forgive you, but you have to defeat me first..."

The old man said, the dragon's head in his hand suddenly hit Chen Ping.

The terrifying momentum immediately caused Chen Ping to retreat repeatedly.

"Senior, I just don't want this Demon Suppression Tower. I'm leaving now..."

Chen Ping knew that he was no match for the old man in front of him.

This old man is a master at first sight, and his level is many times higher than Chen Ping's.

"I said, if you want to leave, you must defeat me first..."

The old man came again with a crutch.

Chen Ping hurriedly hid aside and muttered, "You are so old, but you still have such a bad temper..."

The old man ignored Chen Ping and launched a series of attacks, causing Chen Ping to dodge repeatedly.

In the blink of an eye, the old man launched more than a dozen moves in a row, but Chen Ping dodged them all.

This time, Chen Ping felt confident.

"It seems you are not as strong as I thought. Since you keep forcing me, I will fight with you..."

After saying that, Chen Ping's body glowed with golden light, and the power of the dragon exploded.

Golden dragons unexpectedly emerged from Chen Ping's body and surrounded Chen Ping.

"The Son of the Dragon is really good..."

The old man suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and then the dragon's head crutch in his hand suddenly stabbed the ground hard!

A dragon roar sounded, and the old man's dragon head turned into a giant dragon.