Chapter 470: The Evil Dragon King: I Want to Drink Turtle Soup to Replenish My Body!

The Candle Dragon Tendon and the Ancestral Dragon Tendon appeared in front of Su Changqing. The former did not move and followed Su Changqing for a long time, while the latter kept twitching, as if there was a sound spreading, with a mighty pressure, and the red flames and blazing flames continued to emanate from the body.

Su Changqing's eyes were calm, and the Eternal Green Lotus Tower appeared in his palm. There were ten floors, surrounded by five pounds of green light, dazzling and endless.

Swing!

The ten-story tower shook endlessly, invincible, suppressing everything, like the power of the creation of the world, and completely included the Ancestral Dragon Tendon in it.

"You have followed me for a long time, but today I want to use you to forge weapons. There is no more Candle Dragon Tendon in the world, but there is a new extreme emperor weapon. I will let you shine among the worlds, be famous in the chaos, and be immortal for all eternity." Su Changqing stared at the Candle Dragon Tendon and spoke softly.

The candle dragon tendon gave off an emotional fluctuation, without regrets and loneliness. It had long been extinct. Without Su Changqing, it would have been withered and silent in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and there would be no day for it to reappear.

The next moment, it turned into a purple strange light and fell into the Eternal Blue Lotus Tower.

The Green Emperor was originally a master of refining weapons. He was a lotus in the Eternal Blue Sky, in charge of the thirty-three days of the blue sky. The Eternal Blue Lotus Tower inherited his great way.

The ten-story tower burst into light, like a huge furnace, extremely brilliant, burning the candle dragon tendons and the ancestral dragon tendons, burning with raging flames, sweeping away the vast universe.

Su Changqing integrated the Burial Flower Knife into it, and the two broken blades fell into the tower. Under the traction, the candle dragon tendons and the ancestral dragon tendons were like two long dragons, connecting the broken blades and integrating them into one.

Boom!

"If there is no Green Emperor's extreme flame, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recast the Burial Flower Knife today!" Su Changqing's eyes reflected the firelight, and he said in his heart.

He did not waste time, as Emperor Ziwei was fighting against King Yinxie, Emperor Zangtian and others.

He needed to improve his combat power, and took this opportunity to integrate the two pupils of the ancestor dragon into his eyes.

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The Nine Heavens, the First Heaven, the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea stood alone outside the Dragon Palace, holding a bowl of turtle soup, looking up at the sky, with a trace of vicissitudes and relief on his face.

"The storm is coming, and the building is about to collapse. My Dragon Palace is also safe from it, and now I still have hot soup to fill my stomach!"

"Fight, fight, whether Ziwei wins or King Yinxie wins, we will always need the means of controlling clouds and rain from my dragon clan."

Controlling clouds and rain is the innate instinct of the dragon clan. Although there are also gods of wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the heaven, they are not enough in such a large territory of the human world, and they cannot make sure that there is enough rain falling everywhere.

The dragon clan is an indispensable part of the heaven.

This is true no matter who enters the Lingxiao Palace. This is why even a well or a pond has a well dragon king and a pond dragon king.

Although his magic power is low, he is still a dragon king, and he has temple incense to eat.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea took a sip of the turtle soup, his body warm, and sighed softly:

"What about the Emperor Ziwei, what about the Changqing Zhenjun, they also have to fight to the death, and they are not as free as me, a dragon king... What can they eat? How can it be as delicious as my nine thousand year old turtle soup."

Since the battle of Dafengjing in the past, he has no ambition to dominate the world. He is content to die peacefully, and a bowl of hot soup is enough.

The black fog rolled in from the horizon, covering the sky and the sun. The entire East China Sea seemed to be fissioned, and the waves hit the sky. Under this kind of demonic fluctuation, the boundless sea seemed to be stained with a layer of haze.

A terrifying fluctuation came, which made the Dragon King of the East China Sea tremble in his heart, and the bowl in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Is it the Emperor Zangtian who has come?"

"No, it's me, the Evil Dragon King!"

A loud voice came, and from the black fog, a skeleton-like figure walked out, shaking the sky, with endless blood and energy all over his body, extremely terrifying.

If you can't beat Su Changqing, isn't it easy to bully a few dragon kings?

"Quickly ring the golden bell and summon the four sea dragon kings. I have inherited the ancestral dragon and need to discuss matters!" The Evil Dragon King looked at the Dragon King of the East China Sea and said coldly.

"Okay... okay..." The Dragon King of the East China Sea was so scared that he nodded quickly.

The Evil Dragon King is back, even more powerful. At this moment, the Dragon King of the East China Sea doesn't even have the confidence to fight back.

"Give me a bowl of turtle soup. I'm not strong enough and need to replenish my blood." The Evil Dragon King casually sat on the throne that should have belonged to the Dragon King of the East China Sea and said calmly.

"The turtle soup is gone..." The Dragon King of the East China Sea hesitated for a moment.

How much meat does the Prime Minister Turtle have in total? He drank it for hundreds of years, and there is only a little left.

"No?! Then take your flesh and use it to replenish my body." The evil dragon king was extremely indifferent, staring at the dragon king of the East China Sea with a cold gaze.

He was a coward in front of Su Changqing and Ji Xingyue!

But in front of this group of people, he was a monstrous demon comparable to the Emperor Zangtian, an extremely murderous existence!

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