I became the Demon Emperor in Journey to the West

Chapter 63 Conquering the True Dragon

Chapter 63 Conquering the True Dragon (Part )

The journey of more than three hundred miles would take less than an hour for Zhang Yuan now.

"True Dragon, come out quickly to meet the guerrilla general."

After arriving at the big lake, Changjun shouted towards the lake.

"Wow."

As a huge water curtain sprang up, the real dragon appeared on the lake.

This real dragon is all white, hundreds of feet long, has two big horns, six claws, and a red scale in the middle of its head.

The power of the dragon is clearly visible.

"The pheasant demon is right, it is indeed a real dragon." Zhang Yuan sighed inwardly. At such a close distance, he could clearly sense the powerful dragon blood aura on the real dragon.

It's just that this guy is smart by nature and knows that he is different, so he deliberately suppresses his own aura. He can only sense it when he comes to the lake.

"Where did the guerrilla general come from?" Zhenlong roared, looking very contemptuous.

"You were born in Shituoling and have stayed here for hundreds of years. You don't even know about the guerrilla general who was personally appointed by the king. You are really a frog in the well." Chang Jun said sarcastically.

Zhenlong's face turned cold, "I did hear that the Great King of Shituoling just appointed a guerrilla general, and it turned out to be you."

Having said that, the contempt in his eyes has not weakened at all.

No wonder, he comes from a good background.

This is just like the world in Zhang Yuan's previous life. People with good backgrounds have a natural sense of superiority and look down on everyone.

Zhang Yuan was not angry after hearing this. He just smiled and said in a calm tone: "Why, don't I look like a general?"

"Humph."

The real dragon's nostrils pronounced, "Whether you are a general or not, what does it have to do with me?"

This true dragon had just become a demon and didn't understand the rules of Shituoling very well. In addition, he had a good background and was inevitably arrogant. Zhang Yuan was not surprised that he behaved like this.

But there is one thing that is strange about Zhang Yuan.

The true dragon should be in the four seas, why was he born here?

There must be a mystery in this!

"True dragon, although your background is good, but you were born in Shituoling, you are the demon of Shituoling, and you will naturally be bound by the laws of Shituoling. I now have three paths for you to choose. The first way is to be killed by Shituoling." The magic circle of the camel collar is trapped in the great lake, and you will forever be a dragon monster that is not valued by others, destroying your noble bloodline in vain. The second way is, I will report your situation to the great king, and send you back to the world. The third way, follow me."

"How can I, a noble dragon clan member, be trapped here and be a dragon demon forever?" The real dragon said with a disdainful tone, and then said decisively: "As for the four seas you mentioned, don't talk about it, I won't know it even if I die. Go all over the world."

Zhang Yuan was shocked.

It seems that my guess is correct, the origin of the real dragon is strange.

But he couldn't figure out for a moment what the relationship between this true dragon and the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas was, and why he committed himself in the lake on Shituo Ridge.

After all, although this lake is big enough, compared to the four seas, it is like a well.

If a dragon is trapped in a well, there must be a mystery.

"It seems you can only choose the third way, follow me."

"Follow you?" The real dragon laughed when he heard this, and his expression became even more contemptuous. "You are just a fourth-level demon. What are you capable of asking me to follow you? Are you really overestimating your capabilities?"

Zhang Yuan still smiled slightly, "It is true that I am only a fourth-level demon at the moment, but I am in charge of the Shituoling 18th Route Mountain Patrol Army, and I am also the general of the guerrilla army. I can help you get out of trouble, and I can also give you a chance to Is this enough for you to receive the honor that is consistent with your origin?”

Zhenlong shook his head and showed a mocking look. Obviously, he looked down on Zhang Yuan.

Even if you are the commander-in-chief of the 18th Route Mountain Patrol Army and the guerrilla army, I will look down on you like a real dragon.

Zhang Yuan naturally knew what the real dragon was thinking and said calmly:

"You are already a fourth-level peak demon. I heard that there is a powerful magic weapon. The combat power must be very powerful. How about this? You and I will have a fight. If you win, I will help you get out of trouble. Where do you want to go? I I will send you wherever you go. If I win, I will still help you out of trouble and give you all the opportunities you need, but you must follow me and obey my orders."

"You can't beat me."

Zhenlong said harshly.

Sixth-level monsters were beaten to the ground by him and fled, let alone a fourth-level demon?

But the conditions offered by Zhang Yuan made Zhenlong sigh.

This condition is very beneficial to him. No matter he wins or loses, he can profit from it.

It was also through this condition that Zhenlong began to be somewhat convinced of Zhang Yuan. As a general of the Shituoling 18th Route Mountain Patrol Army and the guerrilla army, he does not use his power to bully others. This is really rare among the monster clan.

"So you agreed?"

"I agreed." Zhenlong, who sighed in his heart, said happily.

He firmly believed that he had full confidence in defeating this demon.

Zhang Yuan smiled, remembering the story of Zhuge Liang's seven captures of Meng Huo.

For a demon with such a personality as the True Dragon, defeating him once is not enough to convince him. Seven captures cannot do it, so defeating the True Dragon three times should be no problem.

If he wants to take him under his wing with dragon blood as he wishes, he must let him lose a few more times. Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan said: "I believe you are very confident about defeating me, but I still have to say, I can give you three chances. Among these three chances, as long as you can beat me once, I will lose."

"you…"

The real dragon was so angry at Zhang Yuan's words that his orifices were filled with smoke and fire.

A fourth-level demon, you underestimate him, right?

However, after hearing what Zhang Yuan said, Zhenlong did not dare to be as confident as before.

A fourth-level demon can become the commander of the Shituoling Eighteenth Route Mountain Patrol Army and the guerrilla army. This demon is probably not just liked by the green-haired lion monster, but must have some real abilities.

"That's what you said."

"Once a word is spoken, it's hard to catch up, so take action!" Zhang Yuan said calmly.

"boom."

The real dragon soared into the sky, spat out a water arrow from its mouth, and at the same time lunged forward, grabbing Zhang Yuan with its sharp claws.

With the blessing of powerful demon power, the water arrows that attacked before the claws were extremely powerful, carrying a whistling sound.

This real dragon used all its demonic power as soon as it struck, and its momentum was very frightening.

In the first round, the real dragon competes for demonic power!

Zhang Yuan didn't dare to be too confident. They were both at the peak of the fourth level and had half the chance of winning or losing.

Zhang Yuan didn't dare to gamble, so he waved his hand and threw a talisman.

This is a sixth-level Yin and Moon Talisman.

The use of talismans does not violate the rules of the demon power competition, because talismans are neither magic weapons nor magical powers, but just a source of assistance.

With the help of the Yin Yue Talisman, Zhang Yuan instantly possessed the attack and defense capabilities of a sixth-level demon, and then punched the real dragon from afar.

The fist wind is fierce, and the shadows of the fists are superimposed and continuous. Its power and power can burn mountains and boil seas.

The real dragon was horrified.

How could a mere fourth-level demon have the attack power of a sixth-level demon with just a single talisman?

I really can’t understand the true dragon who hasn’t seen much and doesn’t know much.

"boom."

The water arrow was shattered by the fist wind.

"boom."

The power of the fist did not weaken, and it directly collided with the demonic power of the real dragon's claws.

How it came and went, the real dragon flew upside down.

It's just that he was mighty when he came, but he was embarrassed when he left.

"Wow."

While flying upside down, the real dragon spurted out a mouthful of blood.