Fantasy I am the enemy of the world

Murong Fu felt the dazzling light shining into his eyes again. He stretched out his hand to rub his eyes but found that he couldn't control his hands. He couldn't even control any part of his body. It was as if his soul had been stripped out.

Look at the world around you from a third party perspective.

"Am I dead?"

No matter what he saw or heard, everything seemed very blurry. It was like he was in a turbid quagmire, looking at everything beside the pond. He wanted to speak but found that he had lost the ability to speak. In Murong Fu's opinion,

That's what death is like.

"I have opened up the treasury to let them choose the treasures of the Imperial Hospital, but now they are telling me that there is nothing they can do. What is the use of raising these losers!"

It has been three days since Murong Fu was brought back. Although Murong Fu is no longer in danger, there is still no sign of waking up. The Royal Hospital has assembled the most accomplished medical wizards of the Daxu Dynasty, but in the face of Murong Fu's coma,

Expressing helplessness.

"Is there any news from Mr. Yang Feng?"

Qin Chuan suppressed the anger in his heart and asked the eunuch next to him.

"There is no news from Cangsheng College yet."

The eunuch who was accompanying Qin Chuan felt his heart pounding every second he stayed with Qin Chuan. This normally gentle and humble majesty had been going crazy for the past three days. No one knew how many people in the palace were beheaded for saying the wrong thing.

His head was spinning, and he now dared not say a single unnecessary word, even if it was a heartfelt words of persuasion.

"Fat man, stop pretending to be dead and get up quickly!"

Qin Chuan looked at Murong Fu with worried eyes. Now he could only pray that the master and Yang Feng could wake up Murong Fu from his deep sleep. As for the severed limbs, Qin Chuan had asked the imperial doctor to find a way to regenerate the limbs. In this world, he could

There are many treasures that can regenerate a severed limb. He believes that with the efforts of the whole country, Murong Fu can return to normal.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Yang Feng is here."

As soon as Qin Chuan mentioned Yang Feng, the guards on the other side came to report that Yang Feng had entered the palace.

"Please!"

Three days ago, when even Master said there was nothing he could do, Yang Feng created a miracle and brought Murong Fu out from the siege of the power of heaven and earth. Maybe Yang Feng had a way to revive Murong Fu.

As soon as Yang Feng walked into Taichu Hall, he met Qin Chuan's anxious gaze.

"I just came to see if Fatty was awake."

Murong Fu's life has been saved by the powerful vitality of the dragon clan, but the power of heaven and earth impacted not only the body of the real dragon but also his soul. Yang Feng himself had no good solution for the trauma of the soul, so this time he

I really just came here to see Murong Fu.

Murong Fu, whose vision was blurred, felt an astonishing sword energy approaching, and his heart was shocked. At this time, there was no one else but Yang Feng who could come to see him and possess such sword energy.

"Save me! Yang Feng, please save me!"

Murong Fu struggled hard, trying to make a little sound from his throat, or make a little movement, at least to let Yang Feng know that he had woken up. Unfortunately, he couldn't control his body now. He was trapped in the turbid quagmire.

There was a strong suction force that swept Murong Fu's consciousness and sank to the bottom of the quagmire.

"It seems you've woken up."

Yang Feng suddenly smiled in surprise, and Qin Chuan's expression changed. Just as he was about to pounce, he saw a sword energy from Yang Feng penetrate into Murong Fu's mind along the center of his eyebrows.

Murong Fu, who was pulled into the quagmire, felt that the quagmire began to shake. The sharp sword energy stirred wildly in the quagmire. An inexplicable warmth enveloped him and he slowly emerged from the depths of the quagmire.

"That's it, I'll be able to get out of this hellish place right away!"

Murong Fu couldn't hide the joy in his heart. In this quagmire where he couldn't speak or move, and could only watch everything, every second was eroding his consciousness. If he continued to stay here, even if he woke up, he would become

Madman, fortunately Yang Feng appeared at this time.

"boom!"

In the normal world, it only took a moment for the sword energy to enter Murong Fu's mind. Dark gray turbid airballs floated out from Murong Fu's seven orifices. Murong Fu's eyes were closed suddenly, his eyes widened and he spoke subconsciously.

He yelled: "I finally came out!"

Murong Fu was only happy for a minute, and his face instantly turned pale when he looked at his empty sleeves and trousers.

"this……"

As soon as I woke up, I saw that I had become a human being. It would be difficult for anyone else to accept it.

Yang Feng looked at Murong Fu's suddenly changed expression and slowly said: "The hands and feet are just a small problem. It won't take long for the vitality of your True Dragon bloodline to recover. What you should worry about is the True Dragon Pearl."

Being reminded by Yang Feng, Murong Fu suddenly looked inside his body. The dragon ball that had been floating in his body and continuously provided dragon energy to change his body actually shrank in size, and the light all over his body became dim.

"You have not fully digested the True Dragon inheritance. Once the Dragon Ball goes silent, your current dragon blood purity is simply not enough to awaken the Dragon Ball. At that time, all the green dragons in the Dragon Ball will be sealed in the Dragon Ball. As time goes by, the space inside the Dragon Ball will

If it becomes a place of death, the Qinglong clan will be completely destroyed, and you will also lose the True Dragon inheritance. Your current body needs the vitality of the True Dragon to recover, so what you should worry about most is how to maintain the brilliance of the Dragon Pearl."

Yang Feng already knew what happened to the Dragon Ball when he came back with Murong Fu on his back, but the Dragon Ball was Murong Fu's Dragon Ball, and he couldn't do anything to help him.

"I don't want to be a useless person, Yang Feng, you must have a way to help me!"

The regeneration of limbs depends entirely on the blood of the Dragon Clan. Murong Fu himself knew the consequences of losing the Dragon Balls. It would be better to give him a happy life if he had to live without limbs for the rest of his life.

"Take this opportunity to condense your own Dragon Balls, fuse the two, and use the True Dragon Dragon Balls as resources. This will not only quickly digest the True Dragon inheritance, help your cultivation soar, but also completely transform your bloodline into the True Dragon Ball."

Dragon bloodline."

Listening to the method proposed by Yang Feng, Murong Fu was filled with bitterness and said helplessly: "My current bloodline is said to be that of a dragon. How can I condense the dragon beads? The real dragon body you see relies on the dragon beads."

Precipitated.”

"What if you could transform into a dragon without using the power of the Dragon Balls?"

Murong Fu was stunned. Transforming into a dragon without using the power of the Dragon Ball proved that he already had a complete dragon bloodline and was a real dragon.

"Isn't there a real dragon that can help you practice right now?"

As he spoke, Yang Feng set his sights on Qin Chuan. The Golden Dragon of National Fortune is also a type of dragon. The surging national fortune of the Daxu Dynasty can support the Golden Dragon of National Fortune to transform into its true form. Breaking away from the illusion, Murong Fu can turn into a dragon with the help of the Golden Dragon of National Fortune.

, use the dragon body to condense the dragon beads, and then refine the dragon beads left by the green dragon to remove the mortal blood. By then, even if he is separated from the National Fortune Golden Dragon Murong Fu, he will still be an out-and-out dragon.

Although this method sounds simple, it requires a lot of time and the cooperation of the National Luck Golden Dragon.

Not to mention whether Qin Chuan would agree to using the Golden Dragon of National Fortune of the Daxu Dynasty to practice, Master would definitely be the first to object. The Golden Dragon of National Fortune involves the rise and fall of the Daxu Dynasty. Although it has transformed into a dragon, it is still essentially the destiny of the country. If something goes wrong

The whole Daxu Dynasty will suffer from this incident.

If Murong Fu gets greedy and directly refines the Golden Dragon of National Fortune, the Daxu Dynasty will definitely be destroyed by then, and Murong Fu steals the centuries-old heritage of the Daxu Dynasty to help himself step into the Xiaju Realm and ascend to the mountains and seas.

"I can agree, but Master..."

Qin Chuan looked at Yang Feng in embarrassment. It was related to the fate of the country. Even if he was the emperor, he could not force the master to agree. The only one who could make the master relent was Yang Feng.

"Brother, I completely depend on you."

Murong Fu once again showed a pitiful look. If Yang Feng could convince the Master, even if he did not refine the Golden Dragon of National Fortune, just the Blue Dragon Pearl and inheritance would be enough for him to benefit a lot.

"Do your best."

For the Master, the destiny of the country is the lifeblood. Yang Feng himself felt a little vain trying to persuade him to hand over his lifeline to Murong Fu for cultivation. However, Murong Fu helped him survive the disaster and established a strong sense of presence in front of the Master.

The injuries on his body and the accident with the Dragon Ball were also caused by resolving the Earth Tribulation, so he finally had an excuse.

After Yang Feng left, Murong Fu looked at Qin Chuan and asked in a low voice: "How about you quietly awaken the Golden Dragon of National Fortune and send me there to practice?"

Qin Chuan rolled his eyes at Murong Fu: "No one in the world knows the destiny of the country better than the master. If you can't awaken the golden dragon of the destiny of the country without telling him, you might as well find a way to kill the master. Since Yang Feng proposed this method, he must be somewhat confident.

I suspect that asking you to resolve the Earthly Tribulation this time is to pave the way for this."

"It's a good thing to lay the groundwork, but I'm sorry for my slender hands, agile legs, and fat to keep me warm in winter and dissipate heat in summer..."

Seeing that Murong Fu could still joke, Qin Chuan knew that this guy's state of mind had stabilized. It was not wrong to describe Murong Fu as broad-minded and fat.

After visiting Murong Fu, Yang Feng did not rush back to the academy, but stood above the imperial city to observe the fate of the entire Daxu Dynasty.

In all directions, the national movement is turbulent, and some places are even dyed with a red light, which means that disaster will soon occur here. It can be said that the national destiny of the Daxu Dynasty is like a lonely boat in the storm, and will be hit by a wave at any time.

It will be pulled to the bottom of the sea forever.

"It's not easy to convince Master."

With the country's fate in such chaos, it was twice as difficult to persuade the master to agree to let Murong Fu go abroad to practice.

However, since he promised Murong Fu that he would do his best, Yang Feng did not back down and went straight back to the academy.

In the Tianji Tower, the earthly calamity was temporarily over, the national fortunes had barely stabilized, and the master's face had returned to a little rosy, but his aura was erratic, as if his cultivation level would fall at any time.

"Meet the Master."

Seeing Yang Feng coming, Master's sad face finally showed a hint of joy.

"Sit down and talk."

No matter how much he liked Yang Feng, the savior of the Great Xu Dynasty, his aloofness towards outsiders completely disappeared in front of Yang Feng.

"I came here today to ask for help. Murong Fu has woken up, but he has serious health problems. I hope Master can borrow something for the sake of helping the Daxu Dynasty resist the disaster."

Seeing Yang Feng's solemn expression, the smile on the Master's face gradually faded away. To make Yang Feng so serious, the things he wanted to borrow were definitely not simple.

"You tell me first and listen to it. As long as I can give you something, I will definitely not be stingy."

Murong Fu's potential is destined to be an important force for the Great Xu Dynasty to survive the three calamities in the future. If you can help him, it will also be beneficial to the Great Xu Dynasty.

"I want to borrow the golden dragon of the Great Xu Dynasty's national fortune."