Opening Puncher Royal Body

Daxia, the Palace of the Emperor.

The Empress walked out of the space passage.

"Ninth brother, it's done, I really killed Zulong."

When Xia Yu came back, it was difficult to calm down with excitement.

Thinking back to what she had just done, killing a supreme-level Ancestral Dragon with a single sword, it was as unreal as a dream, it was too shocking.

Xia Chen laughed and said, "There's no need to be so happy with just one Ancestral Dragon. You can do it yourself when you really improve your cultivation."

"Ninth brother, here, Zulong's body is in the imperial edict."

She excitedly handed over the Emperor Sword and the imperial decree.

One of the reasons why it is an imperial decree is to prevent accidents. There is an imperial decree that can protect her life safety. Another point is that ordinary things cannot hold the supreme body.

Zulong, as a supreme-level dragon, even if it is dead, it still exudes terrifying power, and ordinary storage things cannot be installed at all.

"Yes, this old dragon is full of blood, and it should not taste bad after cooking."

Xia Chen opened the imperial decree and saw the Zulong sealed inside, with a look of relief.

Swish!

With a wave of his hand, he released Zulong's head, but the dragon's head, which was like a mountain, shrunk, and the two dragons' eyes were widened, and he couldn't rest his eyes.

Poor Zulong, who was instantly killed by a sword just after he was born, can be described as miserable and pitiful.

Regardless of whether it is pitiful or not, this Ancestral Dragon has now become meat on the chopping board and can be slaughtered casually.

Clang!

Xia Chen pulled out the Emperor Sword, split the dragon's head with a sword, and dug out a gray dragon ball inside, which was the Ancestral Dragon Ball.

"Xiao Shi, this Ancestral Dragon Ball is a treasure, just for your cultivation."

After he finished speaking, he refined the Ancestral Dragon Ball before handing it over to his sister, the Empress Xia Yu.

"Thank you Ninth Brother." The Empress happily took it.

With this Dragon Ball, she believes that she does not need other things to supplement her cultivation to the Supreme Realm.

Looking at the happy empress, Xia Chen smiled and looked at the faucet in front of him and began to deal with it.

"The dragon head is stewed and eaten, it's chewy."

After he finished speaking, he threw a big cauldron.

Boom!

A big cauldron fell, burning with raging flames, and it was filled with a powerful spiritual liquid, which soon boiled.

Xia Chen threw the faucet directly in, and began to add various ingredients, Tianxiang, star anise, grass fruit, cinnamon, dried pepper, hot pepper and so on.

There is also a soul process for halogen taps, which is to fry a candy color.

The sugar color that is fried with Wannian rock sugar can be matched with the best color.

grunt

The water in the big cauldron was boiling, and a huge faucet was rolling in it, and every now and then a ray of light appeared, and the two dragon whiskers were still dancing without wind.

"Ninth brother, can this faucet be stewed?"

The Empress on the side swallowed her saliva and asked.

She felt some inexplicable pity for Zu Long in her heart. She was beheaded by her as soon as she was born, and then she was eaten directly by her ninth brother. It was too miserable.

"Don't worry, you can simmer for an hour each with Sunshine Fire and Nanmingli Fire."

Xia Chen said confidently.

He didn't care at all, Zulong, but the top ingredients, since there is an ancestor's body, how can it be wasted and missed?

Not to mention anything else, the soup stewed from just a tap is the real supreme medicine. No matter who eats it, it can refine the body, enhance the physique, and improve the cultivation.

This top-level Supreme Soup is not something that everyone can drink.

Blame Zulong is a dragon, not a humanoid creature, otherwise it would not be killed by Xia Chen and have to stew soup.

After all, he killed a few Supremes before, and he didn't make soup, mainly because the humanoid creatures couldn't taste it.

Before long, a scent filled the hall.

This fragrance wafted out of the Imperial Palace, and everyone who smelled it was boiling with breath, directly breaking through the realm of cultivation.

It is conceivable how powerful the dragon head stew of the supreme ancestor is.

A single aroma wafting out can make people break through. Wouldn't it be more scary if you took a sip of soup?

"report"

"Reporting to the Holy Emperor, a group of messengers claiming to be the deep sea tribe came from outside the imperial city and asked to see the Holy Emperor."

At this moment, a report voice came from outside the hall.

The forbidden soldier who came to report took a sip of the aroma of the stewed soup, a ray of light emerged from his body, his spiritual energy was boiling, and his cultivation level directly broke through two minor levels.

He knelt outside the hall with a face full of excitement, absorbing the special aroma in a big mouth, and the aroma of the Ancestral Dragon stew gave him a lot of opportunities.

"Bring it in."

Xia Chen's voice came from the hall.

"Yes!"

The commander of the forbidden army turned and left with a deep sense of disappointment. There was a sense of loss, and it would be good to stay for a few more seconds.

However, he has reached the limit, and there is no benefit to absorbing it, only the disadvantage. After all, the cultivation base is still not enough to absorb too much, which will be harmful.

Guaranteed to be directly bombed and killed.

Not long after, a group of deep-sea creatures came to the Palace of the Emperor.

This is the messenger of a group of deep-sea tribes, including mermaids, mermen, Naga, and some other deep-sea species.

A total of more than a dozen emissaries of the deep-sea races escorted a golden nine-clawed golden dragon to the front of the Hall of the Emperor.

That nine-clawed golden dragon is the Dragon King of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, and the Dragon King that escaped before was caught back.

"This scent."

The emissaries of the deep-sea race who came here were all horrified and took a deep breath, only to feel that they were about to break through.

They looked at each other in horror, and saw the thick horror in each other's eyes, as well as a trace of fear.

As he walked into the hall, what caught his eye was a large cauldron, the spiritual liquid inside was boiling and rolling, and a huge faucet rolled.

When they saw the dragon head, all the messengers of the deep sea race who came in were without exception, and Qi Qi was shocked.

Pfft!

A group of emissaries from the deep sea tribe knelt down in unison, their faces full of horror and cold sweat all over their bodies.

They looked at the dragon head in the cauldron with a deep fear.

"Ancestor, Ancestor, Ancestor Dragon?"

The messengers of the deep-sea races who came in were all terrified.

The faucet stewed in the cauldron is actually the Zulong who was killed before.

Oh my god, you actually use Zulong's faucet to make soup?

"Meet the Holy Emperor, Empress!"

A group of messengers bowed their heads and knelt there shivering.

Xia Chen looked at His Highness's group of deep-sea races, including the beautiful mermaid messengers, the ugly-faced mermaid messengers, the graceful and alluring Janna Kraken and other deep-sea races of various forms.

"Tell me, have you come to see me with a request?"

He asked in a plain tone, which seemed plain but contained a majesty that made people feel fearful.

"Report to the Holy Emperor."

The headed mermaid beauty envoy bowed respectfully and said, "We, the Eighteen Aquatic Clan of the Deep Sea, have come to plead guilty after arresting the Dragon Emperor of the East China Sea who absconded in fear of crime."

"Hope the Holy Emperor of the Human Race to forgive the offense of the Deep Sea Race."

After that, the eighteen messengers of the deep sea tribe bowed to the ground in unison, waiting quietly for the trial.

Before they came, they had already thought that they might die here.

After seeing the big cauldron in the hall, I was even more frightened. Zulong was drunk in stewed soup, and what else did the Holy Emperor of the human race dare not do?

So, they are afraid.

At this moment, the bound dragon emperor's eyes were round, staring blankly at the floating dragon head in the big cauldron, his heart was ashes.

It was Zulong's head, which was actually stewed, causing the Dragon Emperor's heart to fall into endless darkness.

This is all over, it thought in fear, it will be used to stew soup, right?

"Donghai Dragon Sovereign, I said before that I asked you to plead guilty in person, but I never thought that you would flee in fear of the crime."

Xia Chen didn't speak, but the Empress stood up majestic.

She knew that her ninth brother asked her to deal with it, so she was naturally unambiguous.

"I originally wanted to give your Dragon Clan a chance. After all, God has the virtue of good life, and the Holy Emperor is God's will, but you don't cherish it. Instead, you have repeatedly invaded the territory of my Daxia Human Race."

"Donghai Dragon Emperor, do you know the guilt?"

With a scolding, the deep-sea race messengers present trembled, and fear grew.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Unexpectedly, the Dragon Sovereign suddenly burst into laughter, looking at the Empress and Xia Chen frantically, his crazy face became particularly hideous.

"Oh, I am the Dragon Emperor, and I will never submit to the human race. If I want to kill, cut or stew, I will listen to you."

The Dragon Emperor held his head proudly.

It was not afraid, but disdainfully said: "You traitors, the shame of the water tribe, betrayed the glory and dignity of hundreds of millions of water tribes."

"This emperor, even if he dies, he will not abandon the dignity of the dragon family."

"Have the ability to kill the emperor."

The Dragon Emperor looked arrogant and arrogant, and he exuded a domineering arrogance.

As a nine-clawed golden dragon of the dragon family, its status does not allow it to surrender and submit. It was a humiliation to escape before.

Now it is natural to want to die with dignity.

"How dare your human race make soup and eat meat from my dragon clan's ancestral dragon. It's unreasonable. It's cruel and cruel, and the way of heaven is intolerable."

The Dragon Emperor let out an astonishing roar.

It is a pity that the sound cannot be transmitted from the Palace of the Emperor.

The queen's face was ashen, and she was full of suffocation, but Xia Chen looked at it insane with no expression, and didn't care.

"Is your dragon clan a vegetarian?"

Xia Chen suddenly asked.

"." The Dragon Emperor's expression stiffened.

I saw Xia Chen faintly say: "Whether it is a dragon clan or any clan between heaven and earth, eating is a kind of survival and instinct. Do you dare to say that your dragon clan has not eaten my human clan?"

"Have your dragons ever eaten other race creatures?"

"Or do you only allow your dragon race to eat humans, and not allow my human race to eat dragons?"

"Zhen, stronger than you, so, eating your dragon clan, what does it have to do with you?"

Xia Chen's remarks made the Dragon Emperor's heart skip a beat, but the other Shenhai tribesmen were actually panicked and unconsciously feared.

The Holy Emperor of the Human Race spoke with a sonorous force and firmness, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

I eat you, what does it have to do with you?

"Come here, pull the Dragon Emperor onto the Dragon Slaying Platform, and in front of the crowd, the dragon corpse will be stewed for the soldiers to eat."

As soon as the order was given, I saw two forbidden soldiers come in directly, and one of them dragged the Dragon Emperor away from the Palace of the Emperor.

It was sealed with cultivation, and the body was imprisoned, and there was no ability to resist at all.

"You bastard, you have to die!"

"The human race will be condemned by heaven."

The angry roar of the Dragon Emperor spread throughout the imperial city, alarming countless people.

It was dragged out, and in front of everyone in the entire imperial city, it was directly sent to a high platform, a dragon-slaying platform that Xia Chen temporarily built.

puff!

With a muffled sound, the huge faucet rolled down.

In the East China Sea, the nine-clawed golden dragon of the Dragon Clan, a generation of Dragon Sovereigns, was escorted to the Dragon Slaying Platform and beheaded directly in public.