Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

Demon Realm, no...maybe it is more appropriate to call it Yaozu.

The Demon Realm was originally a member of the Misty Continent. There were too many major events in the Primordial Age, and there are too many things that I can't remember. The Demon Race originally came from the Misty Continent.

They left the ethereal continent independently, but after countless epochs, they furiously counterattacked the ethereal continent. Today, they returned again and took back everything that should belong to the monster race.

In the demon world, the dragon is respected.

An extremely magnificent dragon palace has been erected on the Qingzhou boundary. The dragon palace, which is all made of gold, is dazzling at a glance.

In front of the Golden Dragon Palace, the Dragon Emperor turned into a human body and sat on a dragon chair.

He can only do this. If he releases his real body, a dragon body can occupy half of Qingzhou, and other monsters have no place to stay.

Qingzhou has restored its original forest appearance, and there are no more buildings except the Golden Dragon Palace in the middle.

Yes, there is another place, Sizhu City.

Sooner or later, the Four Bamboo City is also in the bag of the Dragon Palace.

Dragon Emperor closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in front of the main hall of the Golden Dragon Palace, and tightly, a great monster with a horn above his head walked into the Dragon Palace and bowed to the high dragon emperor: "Lord Dragon."

Dragon Emperor opened his eyes slightly: "How is it?"

"Tell the Dragon King, Paiqi Mountain has gone, and the Four Bamboo City will be destroyed soon."

"Ok."

The Dragon Emperor nodded slightly: "A very nice group of little guys, but unfortunately they refuse to join my monster clan. Their stubbornness can only die here."

"Subordinates are wondering, why the Dragon Emperor is not willing to send a half-emperor to make a move? If the half-emperor makes a move, the small Sizhu city would have been destroyed." The unicorn big demon said his doubts.

"One horn."

The Dragon King opened his eyes: "Your father has followed this king's father since the time immemorial, and you, since your birth, have followed this king. You should know that my monster race is originally a member of the ethereal continent."

"Subordinates know."

"Then you know, why did my monster race separate from the ethereal continent back then?"

"Subordinates don't know."

"Ha ha."

The Dragon Emperor smiled slightly: "Because a group of people betrayed us."

"Is it their ancestor?"

"Yes."

The Dragon Sovereign continued: "Although they betrayed us and led to the defeat of the Great War, one thing is undisputed. Those traitors were once the leaders of the Age of Domination."

"Even though they became traitors in the end, they were able to break the world in the first and middle stages of the Age of Doom. From this point of view, the emperor gave them a decent way to die."

"Subordinates understand."

"Go ahead."

After the dragon king finished speaking, he wanted to close his eyes, but then opened it again and smiled: "I didn't expect that in her line, there are still descendants alive."

The unicorn was puzzled, just about to say a question, he sensed a powerful aura quickly approaching the Golden Dragon Palace.

"So courageous."

The unicorn was furious, and the powerful cultivation of the Half-Emperor Realm surged on his body.

"stop."

The Dragon Sovereign spoke to stop the single horn from taking action, and said with a smile: "The descendant of an old friend, don't stop it."

"..."

The single horn quietly put away his breath, standing aside respectfully.

"Om."

The space was distorted, and a beautiful figure with long hair hanging down to his legs appeared in the golden hall. He glanced at the unicorn beside him, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Immediately after looking at the dragon emperor above him, he calmly said: "The descendants of the dancers dance Huanjin and pay respect to the dragon emperor."

She said she was seeing her, but her body did not bow down, and there was no respect in her eyes.

Whatever the scene, why take it seriously.

The Dragon Emperor raised his eyebrows to stop the unicorn who was going to be mad again. This guy, the unicorn family, was born warlike, and an unkind look in the eyes of others might make him angry.

"Descendants of dancers."

The Dragon Sovereign murmured to himself, looked at her up and down, nodded and said, "As expected, she is the bloodline of the Heavenly Dancer, she is indeed strong, she became an emperor at a young age, and possesses the qualifications of the founder of the mountain."

"Right, Mrs. Wu is okay?"

"Thanks to the Dragon Emperor, my family is very good."

Since she was condoning her family ancestor, Wu Huanjin put aside her disdain, and said solemnly: "The little girl came here at the order of the family ancestor to find Senior Dragon Sovereign and ask for something."

"Oh?"

Dragon Emperor raised his eyebrows: "Look for the emperor to ask for something, what do you want?"

"Simultaneous grass."

"Haha."

As soon as the name of the Tongsheng Grass came out, the Dragon King laughed immediately: "Mrs. Wu sent you to ask for my monster race's treasure Tongsheng grass, why should I give it to you?"

"Do not."

Wu Huanjin shook his head: "The family ancestor said that the same-grown grass is the thing of my dancer. The Dragon Emperor exchanged the same-grown grass as the object and returned to the original owner, and did not give it or not."

Dragon Emperor smiled.

Of course he knew that the same-grown grass was the thing of the dancer and the thing of the sky dancer.

Last time, the void passage between the Demon World and the Misty Continent was opened, cough, cough, this last time was not the time when Ye Yusheng was sealed alone, but a more distant one.

Four realms and four emperors, the emperor of the earth, the killing emperor, and others, brought the demon world army into Zhongzhou. It was at that time that the same-grown grass obtained by the dragon emperor brought it back to the demon world.

The same-grown grass, the treasure of heaven and earth, is now a thing of the dragon clan. Is there any reason to give it?

The Dragon King smiled and said: "How about the same-grown grass that is the thing of your dancer? This thing is now in my demon world, and it is naturally the thing of my demon clan, and even the treasure of my dragon clan, how can it be easily handed over."

"Ha ha."

Wu Huanjin had long expected that the Dragon King would say this, and sneered: "Sure enough, as the family ancestor expected, but when the younger generation came, the family ancestor once asked the younger generation to pass on to the Dragon King senior."

"The family ancestor said, as long as the seniors listen to these words, the dragon king seniors will definitely be willing to hand over the same grass."

"Oh?"

The dragon emperor came with interest: "Listening to you, this emperor really wants to hear it."

Wu Huanjin smiled slightly and said, "The ancestor only said three words."

"Which three words?"

"Ascetic monk."

"boom."

The three characters for ascetic monk fell, and the Dragon Emperor suddenly stood up from the tall dragon chair, exploding in vigor.

The sky over Qingzhou suddenly darkened, countless dark clouds gathered, and lightning flashed in the blink of an eye. In the endless dark clouds, a five-clawed golden dragon that covered the sky and the sun flickered in the clouds, thunder, lightning, flames... all intertwined in the dark clouds Overhead.

In the East Territory, everyone saw this scene, saw the dragon emperor's true body, breathed out all directions, and drove the storm of heaven and earth, on the golden dragon, there was endless anger.

In the Golden Hall, the Dragon Emperor stared at Wu Huanjin, his golden pupils were full of boundless anger, and he said in a deep voice, "Is there news from the dancer?"

"Ha ha."

Wu Huanjin smiled, and the Dragon Emperor's performance was as expected. All the patriarchs expected with a smile and said: "Naturally, the ancestor is willing to exchange the news of the ascetic monk for the same grass."