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Chapter 1258 What high-level sainthood? I’m fighting for high-level sainthood!

In Chu Xuan's arrangement, what he said to Fu Zha was 'the simplest task'.

Young Fu Zha didn't know that for Chu Xuan, the simplicity of the task was often not closely related to strength, but mainly depended on intelligence. In other words, in Chu Xuan's view, a task did not require high intelligence, but how much "strength" was required was another question.

It was also on this day that the young Fu Zha realized what it meant to be evil in human nature.

Thousands of dimensional slashes cut through space, and the space around Fu Zha was directly turned into a void state. Then there was a gray light, so bright that it was dazzling. The radiation emitted at will was enough to turn a planet into a barren land. The radiation dragon breath of the red land of extinction of all life exploded directly on Fu Zha's body. As a mushroom cloud brighter than a star rose up, Fu Zha's body was completely annihilated.

The primary saint of the dragon clan, Purple Dragon.

The primary saint of the dragon clan, the Plutonium dragon!

"You ignorant human being!"

The plutonium dragons snorted coldly. They were already annoyed because of the high-dimensional battles and the unsatisfactory progress in the Silver Land. To their surprise, a human Lin Sheng ran to their dragon clan’s base and acted wildly without knowing the consequences. These humans were really tired of living!
"Have these humans been contaminated by the hidden existence of the Silver Land and gone mad?"

The Holy Purple Dragon on the side was a little worried. Of course, it was not worried about Fu Zha and humans, but it was worried that if the secret pollution continued to expand, it would affect other dragons.

It is common sense that there are an insane number of dragons.

But there are very few true dragons. Although they are a prosperous tribe compared to pure-blooded phoenixes, the number of true dragons does not exceed 100,000. The extra ones are divided into pure-blooded giant dragons and sub-dragons according to the purity of their bloodline. Unless they can light up the light of their soul, they are not counted as true dragons.

One hundred thousand may not be a lot, but they are pure-blooded true dragons, just like phoenixes. They naturally carry a trace of original power in their bodies when they are born. This is a very miraculous effect. With this original power, it is hard to say anything else. They are definitely guaranteed to become legends. Even true dragons that have not practiced at all can be compared with ordinary legends in combat power. Once they truly advance to the level of legend, beating ordinary demigods can be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Because of this, if an ordinary dragon was killed, even if it was a silver dragon, at most the silver dragon's family would seek revenge. But if a real dragon with the origin in its body was killed, then the entire dragon clan would go crazy and hunt down the murderer.

The same is true for the Dragon Clan and several other races in the top ten. Even when the Saint is racking his brains over the war among all races, the top ten races are still paying attention to this. After all, it is good for everyone if this unspoken rule is maintained.

Then a real dragon with a trace of original power in its body was killed by Fu Zha. Not only was it killed, but the dragon's body was also cut into dozens of pieces. When the Plutonium Dragon and the Purple Dragon, who had noticed the accident, arrived, Fu Zha was holding a piece of dragon's heart and gnawing on it.

The extremely angry plutonium dragon attacked immediately. Fu Zha didn't even think about attacking when he saw the plutonium dragon. The main reason was that he felt a little familiar with it, because it was the first and only time he had seriously strengthened his bloodline, and in exchange he gained the bloodline of a plutonium dragon.

But he didn't expect that this Saint Plutonium Dragon had no moral principles and attacked right away. The Purple Dragon following closely behind was even more of a space master, and his use of various space magics was not much worse than Zhang Jie's. The two Saint Dragons joined forces, and Fu Zha was directly beaten without even a chance to communicate.

"Let's go. Tell our dragon cubs to be more careful. Those red dragon guys will definitely cause trouble for us again." The plutonium dragon snorted unhappily. The last red dragon with the origin of fire was the tyrant red dragon Snowd (who stole Taiyi's origin of fire and was suppressed by Taiyi for a thousand years, then went to cause trouble for the overlord and was chopped off by the overlord until only his head was left hanging on the city gate as a decoration). The red dragons were not reasonable people. This time a real red dragon died, and there would be a lot of trouble.
The two giant holy dragons that wanted to leave suddenly looked towards where Fu Zha was. The mushroom cloud that had not yet dissipated was swallowed up by a black force. The two giant holy dragons were suddenly frightened when they saw the black force. A naked man's body condensed in the darkness, and in that power filled with tyranny and madness was a pair of eyes that were pure enough to scare the two dragons.

Fu Zha is one of the best players in the Zhongzhou team in learning from [Wukong]. In a sense, he is the best among all the players.

The mushroom cloud and the radiation that covered the vast expanse of red land disappeared in an instant. They did not disappear but were absorbed.

"Okay, okay, the fight was so frustrating before, and the time was even reset in the end. Chu Xuan told me to just wait here, and he didn't even tell me that this was the dragon camp. I was wondering why there were disgusting four-legged, winged reptiles everywhere on this road, and it turned out to be his doing."

"He's not here now, I'll use you to gather strength first--"

"Original Darkness: The End of the Universe!"

Energy and matter are constantly compressed until they are annihilated, and time and space are constantly collapsing until they collapse.

The darkness so extreme that not even light can escape has become a canopy covering the sky and the sun, enveloping the world. All beings that have not reached the holy realm cease to exist in the darkness, including the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, the ravaged land, and the millions of dragons.

Zilong's space teleportation has failed, and it is an inevitable result that the space force cannot be used in the black hole; the plutonium dragon exhales angrily, but how can the power of radiation escape the compression of the black hole.

"Who on earth are you!" Zilong shouted in shock and anger, "How can you master the power of our clan's high-level holy black hole dragon Navis! That lord is currently in charge of the central army. Your little trick is nothing but a show of skill in front of an expert!"

It's a pity that Zhang Heng was not there, otherwise he could have complained about the power of a magic cave cannon shot, regarding the fact that there was a phrase "showing off one's skills in front of a ban" in the prehistoric era.

Fu Zha didn't care what Zilong roared at. He was able to train Wukong to the highest level because his mind was pure enough and he had great motivation to kill the whole family.

Zilong struggled frantically to break free from the gravitational pull of the surroundings, because she discovered a horrifying fact - as time went by, her holy path was gradually falling from high latitudes.

In other words, this black hole can not only destroy its form, it can also do it - annihilate the Holy Way!
"Our clan's High Saint Black Hole Dragon Navis will be here soon, you——"

"What the hell is a high-level saint? I'm fighting for a high-level saint!"

(End of this chapter)