It's not a real dragon!

Chapter 19 The Dragon That Can Become Human

And at this moment, an uninvited guest also came to the dragon's nest.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up? What do you look like hiding your head and showing your tail?" The visitor stood with his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes and scanning the entire room.

After a while, a handsome young man in a long gown came out from behind the curtain, "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man saw that the young man in front of him was full of aura, his eyes sank, "Are you...?"

The young man blinked his big eyes, with a look of no intention, "You came here uninvited, and you still ask me who I am? Of course, I am the owner of this house, Chu...Chu Yiyang."

Little Dragon God: How risky, I almost forgot that human's name!

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw his appearance, and then he sneered, "You are Chu Yiyang? It is said that the chief disciple of the Sword Immortal Sect is a genius, and he has built a high-level foundation in just 200 years. It seems that what he said is true. False. It's just that the spiritual power in your body may not be your own, right?"

The young man frowned, "Spiritual power is a natural thing, but if it enters my body, it naturally belongs to me. Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "This seat? This seat is cloudy and evil."

"Who...?" The boy rolled his tongue and looked at him in confusion.

Seeing his confused face, Yun Fengxie's eyebrows darkened, "You kid, have you never heard of my name?"

The boy shook his head seriously.

"..." Yun Fengxie gritted his teeth, "Since you haven't heard of it, remember it, remember that this seat is the one who takes your life!"

Before he finished speaking, his five fingers turned into claws, and he moved towards the boy's chest with his heart out!

Little Dragon God didn't expect this disagreement to strike, he was a little serious at the moment, he dodged to avoid his blow, bent his five fingers slightly, and went straight to his wrist.

Just hear a click.

With just a slight shake of the boy, the middle-aged man's wrist was crushed.

Yun Fengxie was shocked, "You..."

He is a high-level Jindan, only one step away from the Nascent Soul, how can a mere foundation-builder hurt his body? !

Yun Fengxie suddenly became uneasy, and looked at the young man in surprise.

The young man gave him an obedient and serious smile, "This hall has never fought a human being since I came here. I heard you just said that it seems very powerful."

After the young man finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and a golden light burst out from his fingertips, directly hitting the middle-aged man's forehead!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yun Fengxie suddenly shouted, "Mie Shen Style!" After the surging shout, there was a black palm.

The palm glowed, and the black air turned into a snake and flew into the air to collide with the golden light.

Yun Fengxie neither dodged nor evaded, waiting for the black snake to burst into golden light.

But in an instant, the black energy seemed to be swallowed up, but a golden light hit his eyes fiercely!

"Ah—" the middle-aged man screamed.

his eyes! ! ! ! !

Seeing him covering his eyes, the young man frowned dissatisfiedly, "That's it?" Immediately afterwards, he shot a few more golden lights mercilessly.

In less than half a stick of incense, Yun Fengxie was covered in blood holes all over his body.No more arrogant appearance, just lying on the ground dying, like a puddle of mud lingering on.

The young man sighed, "Are you a demon cultivator?" He knelt down and gently pulled his hem (stained with blood is not good), "Demon cultivator, have you ever killed a dragon?"

When Yun Fengxie heard him mention 'dragon', his whole body trembled, his expression uncertain: "Chu Yiyang, who are you!"

200 years ago, he jumped up from the Immortal Sword Sect and quickly became the head disciple. The most important thing is that he knows 'dragon'!

The middle-aged man was horrified.

"Chu Yiyang is no one." The young man's tone was a bit cold, "Tell me, a demon cultivator, have you ever killed a dragon?"

Yun Fengxie repeatedly denied, "No, I have never killed, I have never killed a dragon!"

He seemed to recall some terrible memory, shaking his head like a child's rattle, "I didn't kill it!"

"You know who killed the dragon, don't you?"

"No..." Yun Fengxie seemed to be able to feel the young man's piercing gaze, swallowed, and changed his words: "Yes, I know, you spared my life, and I'll tell you who it is!"

The boy shook his head, but unfortunately Yun Fengxie didn't see it.

He was going to kill this man, he could get his memory anyway.

Yun Fengxie fell to the ground and waited for quite a while without any response, so he could only anxiously say: "What I said is true!"

But no one paid him any attention.

The pain from the piercing eyes tore at him, he had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy.

But the boy didn't move.

Yun Fengxie pricked up his ears, da da da...the sound of rhythmic footsteps.It was like the sound of crisp bones hitting the ground.

Then, he heard a deep voice in the darkness: "I haven't eaten for a long time."

Yun Fengxie didn't know how to get it, subconsciously began to tremble.

A paw rests on the back of his head.

"You...let go...well..." After that, he couldn't say a word anymore.

The devilish energy that has been cultivated for hundreds of years, like a flood that has been opened, rushed to the back of the head - the place where it was held by the claw.

his strength...

Yun Fengxie trembled, unable to resist, and lost all his demon energy.

……

The evil dragon yawned, "When I'm full, I want to sleep."

The little dragon god who turned into a boy looked at such a small group of bones with bright eyes, and his vision became condescending. Looking at the small bones like this... so small!

The evil dragon shook his hands, and the flames in his eye bones trembled, "Little stupid dragon, what are you thinking?"

The innocent boy looked forward to it, "Can I hug you?"

The evil dragon imagined for a moment that he turned into a little golden dragon being manipulated in his arms—aversion to cold.

The evil dragon's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. When he joined his palms together, he activated the Spirit Gathering Technique, drawing away the huge spiritual source that was originally attached to the little golden dragon!

Little Dragon God didn't react yet, he just felt light all over.

Part of his spiritual power was taken away, so it didn't damage his body, but it just couldn't transform into form!

The teenager shrank rapidly.

Clothes fell all over the floor.

The little dragon's head poked out from the mouth of the piled clothes, puffing up its cheeks with anger, "Small bones!! Bad dragon!"

The evil dragon couldn't help laughing, "Huh?"

Little Dragon God grabbed him unwillingly, and bit the skeleton with one bite!

"Hiss...let go!"

"Oh, no!" He is going to do justice for the dragon today and kill the bad dragon!

The evil dragon twitched in pain, this little stupid dragon's teeth are really sharp!