Why are all of them passive skills?

Hearing what Ye Jing said, Zhao Dangang's face darkened, his hands trembled, and he almost lost his grip on the 50-meter machete. He didn't know if it was intentional, but the golden shovel swayed slightly and almost hit Ye Jing.

Ye Jing quickly dodged: "You are taking revenge on me!"

"Humph."

Zhao Dangang snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, go out and fight if you have the guts!"

The 50-meter machete gave him the confidence to challenge Ye Jing head-on.

If it wasn't inconvenient, he would have wanted to throw Ye Jing directly.

Gray asked curiously: "Is this thing still long? Make it a few hundred meters long and break the Flame Dragon in half."

"I think so too, once and for all." Ye Jing nodded.

Zhao Dangang's face darkened: "Do you think this is the Ruyi Jingu Bang? It's long, hundreds of meters long, it will cost you your life!"

"It will cost you your life?!"

Ye Jing's eyes lit up: "What do you care about? Aren't you going to reach the Heavenly Fate Realm soon? What's the difference in life?"

After many battles, he and Gray also reached the peak of the Underground Palace Realm. It is estimated that they will break through to the Heavenly Fate Realm in a short time.

Once you reach the Heavenly Fate Realm, your life span will increase, so you don't need this much.

Besides, don't look at Zhao Dangang complaining about his life span as soon as he took out the golden shovel. In fact, it's not a big deal. Didn't you see that he has black hair? There is no white hair at all, and his life span is not affected much.

"You say it easily, it's not your life anyway!" Zhao Dangang rolled his eyes and retorted, then hesitated slightly: "Let me try."

He raised the golden shovel forward, and the tip of the golden light reached the flaming dragon.

Then, he began to inject vitality into it.

When Zhao Dangang's vitality flowed into the golden shovel, the golden light that extended out also began to grow, from fifty meters to sixty meters, and from sixty meters to one hundred meters.

Every ten meters the golden shovel grew, Zhao Dangang's face turned a little paler, and even a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Why not just leave it like this." Ye Jing also saw his discomfort and said with some worry.

"It's okay." Zhao Dangang shook his head: "I just want to see where the limit is."

The golden light on the golden shovel grew from one hundred meters to two hundred meters.

Ten minutes later, it finally stopped at about three hundred and eighty meters.

"Huh!"

When the golden light stopped extending, Zhao Dangang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his arms trembled a little. This was not because of the weight, because the golden light had no weight.

He was just a little flustered when he saw the golden light of more than three hundred and eighty meters.

When Zhao Dangang stopped, Ye Jing and Gray also breathed a sigh of relief. Such a long weapon, except for seeing it on an interstellar battleship, has never been seen anywhere else.

"Take it easy. Don't cut a dragon and tire yourself to death." Ye Jing said.

Gray also sighed: "Too powerful, your golden shovel is the most powerful weapon I have ever seen. It feels like it is omnipotent and can do anything. You said 10 billion spirit stones, will you sell it?"

"Get lost!"

Zhao Dangang cursed, then raised the 380-meter machete, adjusted the position, and aimed at the flaming dragon.

"How did we divide it? How about this, give me the dragon head, and you divide the rest." Zhao Dangang suggested casually.

"Get lost!"

"Go to hell!"

He cursed back twice, bullying who doesn't know the business!

There are several treasures on the flaming dragon.

The dragon heart of the flaming dragon, which has been secretly hidden by Ye Jing.

The dragon eye of the flaming dragon is a very, very precious material, priceless and unique, whether it is used to make jewelry or as a collection, it is very expensive.

The dragon horn of the flaming dragon is a very, very precious material, which is perfect for making weapons.

One dragon head occupies two dragon eyes and two dragon horns. Zhao Dangang wants to swallow them all?

Don't dream.

Ye Jing said directly: "I originally took the big head. I want one dragon eye and one dragon horn to make new weapons. The rest you can share."

"Haha, you are so domineering."

Gray smiled: "Then I want the dragon eye to make an ornament."

"Just leave me a dragon horn." Zhao Dangang said unhappily, but he didn't refute it. The big head was originally where Ye Jing was. He said how to divide it.

"Then I'll cut it off!"

Zhao Dangang took a deep breath, raised his hand and fell with golden light. With one knife, he directly cut off the head of the flaming dragon.

Then

the dragon's blood flowed like a river.

Ye Jing's eyes widened: "Fuck!"

Gray was distressed: "How could you act so quickly!"

Zhao Dangang wanted to cry but had no tears: "I forgot there was such a thing as dragon blood!"

Gray hurriedly ran to the bottom of the flaming dragon and threw an object similar to a gourd into the pool of dragon blood.

The next second, the gourd flashed with white light and sucked in all the dragon blood left in the place.

"Huh?" Ye Jing was surprised: "What is this? So magical?"

Gray laughed: "A small gadget, used as a portable swimming pool."

"Rich people really know how to play."

Luckily, Gray had a lot of messy things in his hands, otherwise so much dragon blood would be wasted.

"Since I have this, I'm not afraid anymore."

Zhao Dangang exhaled again, and in a few strokes, except for the dragon head, he cut the flaming dragon according to the previous proportions.

Ye Jing's share was too big, accounting for more than half of the entire flaming dragon.

Then Zhao Dangang did not stop, and while the 380-meter golden light had not yet dissipated, he also dug down two dragon eyes and two dragon horns.

Bang, bang, bang!

Four loud noises fell on the ground.

Ye Jing walked over and picked up a dragon eye and a dragon horn, and put them into his storage space.

"Let's divide the remaining dragon meat and dragon scales like this?" Ye Jing said.

Gray nodded: "These two small pieces belong to Zhao Dangang and me. You take the big one. I will give you the blood that flows out when the time comes."

After Gray finished speaking, he just leaned over to take his spoils away, but suddenly froze.

"Look!"

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Dangang dispersed the golden light and ran over.

"Where is the dragon heart of the flaming dragon?" Gray frowned and asked. The dragon heart is the most precious part of the flaming dragon! How could it be gone?

Zhao Dangang looked along the incision, and sure enough, every blood vessel was broken, and the dragon heart that should have been in the center of the interweaving was gone.

Instantly, the two looked at Ye Jing.

Ye Jing had thought of this situation a long time ago, and said calmly: "Maybe the dragon heart was broken during the fight before."

"You are kidding!"

Gray didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Tell the truth! You were in the belly of the flaming dragon before, and you must have stolen the dragon heart."

Ye Jing shook his head and denied: "I didn't see any dragon heart when I came in. It must have been shattered when I was crossing the tribulation."