Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 102 The Real King Wu Zhao
King Wu Zhao looked at the maidservants with satisfaction, and when they left, they did not forget to reach out and pinch their buttocks without any taboo.

Compared with him, Han Xiao felt that he was not lecherous at all, he was just a very innocent and shy boy.

King Wu Zhao stretched out his hand to signal Han and Xiao to sit down, and said with a chuckle, "Come on, come on, Li Ji's cooking skills are top-notch, the two distinguished guests can do whatever they want, don't worry about me."

After finishing speaking, he began to take advantage of Meiji beside him again.

Han Xiao smiled wryly, this guy didn't "rise" in front of him, he should really thank his eight generations of ancestors.

Looking down at the food and wine on the table, I saw the roast chicken like amber, the pork knuckle soup, the wine was clear, and the steamed buns were white.

Han Xiao swallowed, relying on the fact that he had the body of the evil dragon, even if it was poisonous, he would definitely not be poisoned to death, so he grabbed a roast chicken and took a bite.

"This..." Han Xiao suddenly raised his head, threw the roast chicken back to its original place, looked at King Wu Zhao, and said with a wry smile, "Your Majesty, are you kidding me?"

"What does this king want you to do?" King Wu Zhao's complexion suddenly became a little cold, and he said with a smile: "There is no rice and no face in the tomb, so how can there be roast chicken wine? These are made by the mandala outside. It is made from Luo flower petals, so the taste should be pretty good."

Being able to cook the petals like a roast chicken is really amazing.

Han Xiao clapped his hands and smiled lightly: "I can't taste whether it's delicious or not, but I can taste the smell of the sweat medicine inside. With your majesty's strength, do you still need medicine to deal with a warrior in the Qi Condensation Realm like me? "

Seeing Han Xiao's blunt words, King Wu Zhao was not angry, but just smiled and said: "This king doesn't want you to die so soon. If it is possible, this king actually wants to support you."

"Then I really want to thank you!" Han Xiao took Ye Xuanyu's hand, and fixed his eyes on King Wu Zhao, "But I, Han Xiao, have good hands and feet, and I'm not used to being raised by others. Your Majesty, I still leave. "

"My lord, Wen Wenzuo is so good, why did you leave?" A beautiful girl leaned towards Han Xiao's arms as if she had no bones, but he let her go sideways.

"Cuckoo..."

The woman laughed coquettishly, and the women around her also laughed coquettishly. The laughter was infinitely charming, but to Han Xiao and the two of them, they only felt sinister.

King Wu Zhao smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, pointed towards the air, and saw a flash of red light, and a red fire dragon shone out.

"Is this the trick in the "Fentianbao Scroll"?" Han Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly. King Wu Zhao is indeed a strong man who has cultivated the complete "Fentianbao Scroll". His skill is obviously better than that of the Balrog many.

"This king's burning palm power, after coming to this tomb, is nourished by the fire veins, and the skill is deeper than before my death." He looked at Han Xiao, grinned and said: "Don't force this king to take action!" .”

"Didn't you say that you have already seen it? Why arrest me?" Han Xiao took a deep breath, the power of the evil dragon surged in his body, and if King Wu Zhao made a move, he could rely on the fire of the evil dragon to be safe and sound.

"It's been a long time," King Wu Zhao licked his lips, and said with a chuckle, "I haven't eaten meat. If I keep you, I can eat meat slowly, piece by piece."

For a while, Han Xiao and Ye Xuan's scalps felt numb, and after a long time, it turned out that this guy wanted to eat them.

It's normal for evil spirits to eat people, this King Wu Zhao is dead after all, because of practicing "Fen Tian Bao Scroll", he looks like a human, but in essence, he is an evil spirit.

"Want to eat me?" Han Xiao pinched his hands and was about to make a move, but he heard a loud roar from outside the tomb.

"Nie Barrier, Hugh hurts people!"

I saw a flash of sword light, which directly blasted the fire dragon on the dome to pieces. The next moment, I saw three figures falling steadily into the tomb.

These three people are naturally Qiu Yunfeng and the others who are experts in this world.

After entering the tomb, Liang Anshi, the Dao Lingzong, deduced all the way, and finally came to the conclusion: This is the tomb of King Wu Zhao!

"Who are you?" King Wu Zhao roared angrily.

"Mysterious Ice Palace, Qiu Yunfeng!"

"Dao Lingzong, Liang Anshi!"

"Immortal Sword Gate, Meng Fei!"

When the three reported their names, Han Xiao's eyelids twitched immediately. The other two were fine, but he had heard of Qiu Yunfeng for a long time. This man is Qiu Wanyun's father!

It turned out to be the old man!Han Xiao took a deep breath, feeling a little panicked...

King Wu Zhao was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and he grinned, "Another three blood food came to the door! Forget it, it's better to hit the sun if you choose a day. After I eat you, I will come back today." The world, this world, still belongs to this king! All the beauties belong to this king! Hahaha..."

"Speaking of it, I really should thank you." King Wu Zhao laughed for a while, and looked at Han Xiao again, "If the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Ball does not come back, I will not be able to leave this tomb, but now that the tomb passage has been opened, this king, Free again!"

Liang Anshi swung the long sword in his hand, pointed at King Wu Zhao, and said sharply: "King Wu Zhao, since you are dead, you should be reincarnated. Why do you still miss this world and refuse to leave!"

"Hmph." King Wu Zhao grinned, "If I don't want to die, who can let me die? It's just that if you want to cultivate the "Burning Heaven Treasure Scroll" to the highest level, you must first abandon your body and strengthen your cultivation by refining Yin spirits. Otherwise, how could this king suddenly die suddenly when he was in his prime?"

"It turns out that you are hiding here to practice evil skills!" While speaking, Qiu Yunfeng's figure flashed, and he pulled Han Xiao and Ye Xuan to his side.

With Qiu Yunfeng's strength, he naturally recognized Han Xiao's Ice Mysterious Strength at a glance, so he regarded them as disciples of the Xuanbing Palace.

Liang Anshi swung his long sword, "You have already swept the world back then, and you have no opponents, so why bother to cultivate sorcery, it is against the law of heaven."

King Wu Zhao laughed loudly, "What do you idiots know? Masters of refining gods are only three or five hundred years old, but the "Burning Heaven Treasure Scroll" can make this king immortal!"

"Live in a way that people don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts?" Han Xiao suddenly sneered, pointed at the beauties on the steps, and roared: "Look at your concubines, you killed them alive Death, made into a puppet by sorcery, you can kill the people who accompany you on your pillow day and night, do you still have any humanity?"

"Hmph, this king only wants to live forever!" Terrifying heat erupted from King Wu Zhao's body, and with his aura, everything around him, those beauties, jade platforms, everything turned into ash.

The bodies of those women dissipated, and transparent Yin spirits rushed out, howling and circling in the surrounding space.

All of a sudden, ghostly and resentful!

"This king is about to be born, these women are no longer useful!" King Wu Zhao grabbed all the ghosts, and all the ghosts were swallowed by King Wu Zhao.

Their souls had long been refined into puppets by King Wu Zhao, but they were cast into false bodies by the sorcery in the "Burning Heaven Scroll", so that they didn't even know that they were dead. up.

"The merit is complete!" King Wu Zhao laughed wildly, his eyes gradually fell on the living person in front of him, he licked his lips, and said with a ferocious face: "The flesh and blood of a master of refining gods should be delicious."

boom!
I saw the red glow all over King Wu Zhao's body, and the next moment, his skin also turned into a cloud of flying ash.

Under the skin, a tall and handsome figure walked out, wearing the royal robe of Nine Dragons, holding a golden sword in his hand, looking down at the world, making the emperor panic.

This is the real King Wu Zhao!

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