my universal tinder

Chapter 527 Fallen Jiaoyu Head
The way of practice starts from condensing the fire and awakening, and goes through nine levels to step into the realm of replenishing the essence.

The Ninth Realm of Replenishment Yuan, reaching the extreme, has gone through life and death, imprinting the god form, refining and casting flame soldiers, transforming the true essence, comprehending the fuser, and only then has the opportunity to step into the ranks of the ruler.

At this point, it is enough to rule the roost, and everyone has a place in the world.

Throughout the ages, countless talented people have been stopped under this divine punishment.

What kind of ancient armor can an ordinary person possess the power of a ruler after wearing it?It's so counterintuitive.

Even Wang Qiong found it unbelievable.

"It's just that it is comparable to the Dominator in terms of pure strength, but the real terror of combat power cannot compete with the Dominator." Gu Shixin added.

Combat at the level of fusion equipment is not only based on strength, personal will, combat experience, the use and control of Yanbing, abilities and restraints, etc. are all important factors.

Even if ordinary people have the same power as the ruler, it is impossible to truly match the ruler.

Even some formidable primordial level nine powerhouses can easily defeat them.

But if this kind of ancient armor falls into the hands of a practitioner, it will be different.

Once a peak powerhouse in the Yuanyuan Realm puts on this ancient armor, he can completely rival the Dominator.

If a wealthy family owns this kind of ancient armor, it is equivalent to holding a big killer.

After all, the birth of a strong person in the fusion environment can be met but not sought, and it is impossible for every generation to appear.

But this kind of ancient armor can be passed on from generation to generation, which means that every generation of clan has a ruler to protect it.

The value of it is self-evident.

"Is there really such a good thing?" Wang Qiong asked.

If it comes from the Qinhuangting Research Institute, it is really possible, there will always be some strange things.

It's as if the third prince can transform into a giant of light.

That unbelievable power was also created by the research institute.

"Of course." Gu Shixin nodded: "However, it is very troublesome to refine this kind of thing, it is extremely complicated, and the materials are also very harsh."

Having said that, Gu Shixin glanced at Wang Qiong.

"You have already cultivated into the fusion device state, this kind of ancient armor should not be of much value to you."

Like Gu Shixin, he has never stepped into the Fusion Realm so far.

With his status as the son of King Tianwu, there is no shortage of resources, exercises, and famous teachers, and there are even Wang Qiong and others to impart experience.

But it didn't touch the threshold of the ruler.

So once this ancient armor is practiced, it will be of great help to him.

Unlike Gu Shixin, Wang Qiong thought of something else entirely.

If this ancient armor can be mass-produced...

"It seems that it is necessary to contact the research institute."

Wang Qiong's thoughts changed sharply. Now he has enough bargaining chips and capital to accept it, so he sat down with the research institute and had a good chat.

But right now, he has more important things to do.

"Let me count the spoils of this time first, don't worry, everyone has a share."

After Wang Qiong gave an order, he dragged Mr. Donkey into the secret room.

rumbling...

Wang Qiong waved his hand, and a huge pool of blood appeared in the secret room.

Intense life energy rippling in the scarlet liquid, nourishing the behemoth sleeping inside.

Chen Gong, the true king of the Fallen Dragon Clan, since he met Wang Qiong, his luck has declined, and now he has come to such a miserable end. Not only has his old nest been taken away, even his ancestors have been torn apart by the Dragon King with his bare hands. .

"Boy, you don't want to scrape your scales now, do you!" Master Donkey couldn't help asking.

Wang Qiong was noncommittal, staring at Chen Gong in the blood pool, and said with a sneer, "Stop pretending, I know you can hear me."

rumbling...

Suddenly, the blood pool vibrated like thunder, and the sleeping Jiaojiao violently raised its claws like knives, covering Wang Qiong.

Wang Qiong formed seals with his hands, and the Heavenly Pond fell down, directly knocking Chen Gong over. The wound that had gradually healed opened immediately, and the shattered scales splashed all over the ground.

"You were no match for me when you were in your prime, but now you've become a bereaved dog, and you still want to wrestle with me? Have you soaked for too long and your brain is flooded?" Wang Qiong sneered.

Chen Gong was firmly pressed to the ground, his scarlet eyes rolled, revealing endless grief and indignation.

Although he was suppressed by Wang Qiong, he knew everything in the Hundred Thousand Mountains that day.

Even the scene where his ancestor was torn apart by the Dragon King was real.

It can be said that their lineage is completely over.

He was the only one left.

"Wang Qiong, kill me if you dare!" Chen Gong yelled, "I'll never let you go even if I'm a ghost."

"Among monsters, how many generations does it take for a true king to be born? It would be a pity to kill it." Wang Qiong walked over, sat directly on the huge dragon god, and touched the thick and long horns.

"I'll give you a chance to live. Be my guardian beast. How about that? Enough majesty!"

Chen Gong was stunned for a moment, then a look of disdain appeared in his scarlet eyes, and he glanced at Master Donkey not far away.

"Huh? What is that look in your eyes? Why are you looking at me?" Master Donkey sensed deep malice.

"You want me to be your watchdog like that donkey? You're dreaming!"

"..."

"Fart your mother, you are the watchdog, your whole family is!" The donkey master was furious and yelled: "Boy, you step on the horse and kill this loach for me now."

Wang Qiong laughed dryly, raised his hand, and comforted Mr. Donkey.

"Wang Qiong, if you are capable, kill me right now, I will never die with you." Chen Gong struggled and roared.

"Want to die? How can it be so easy? Come, let me popularize cultural knowledge for you."

Wang Qiong sneered, and sat down on the huge dragon's head, playing with the thick and long horn.

"I read "East Mystery Record" two days ago, and it recorded a very interesting monster called Dragon Carp."

"I heard that this kind of monster is also a dragon species, with dragon blood in its body. According to legend, there is a treasure in the world called the Dragon Gate. If it is found by the dragon carp and crosses it, it can ascend to the sky and transform into a dragon. Therefore, there is an old saying called Li Leap Longmen."

Wang Qiong spoke eloquently, but Mr. Donkey's ears trembled when he heard it.

"Boy, why are you telling him this?"

Wang Qiong raised his hand to signal, please be safe and don't be impatient.

"However, dragon carps are different from your fallen dragons. Their attributes are extremely yang, and their blood is like the scorching sun."

"In ancient times, there was a strong man among the great powers of mankind. He collected the power of the dragon carp to the sun, and the power of the fallen dragon to the yin. The two were smelted together, and the dragon blood inside was extracted. , the bloodline transforms, and can obtain supreme power."

Speaking of this, Chen Gong's berserk body surprisingly quieted down.

Obviously, as a descendant of the Fallen Jiao, he has also heard this legend.

"It seems that you know." Wang Qiong grinned and said, "The way that human being can refine such a holy product of practice is very special. He didn't make a pill, but perfectly combined the fallen dragon and the dragon carp. Made a dish."

"You know that dish, it's famous in the legend..."

"Falling Jiaoyu Head!"

"You...you lunatic..." Chen Gong finally couldn't bear it, and cursed loudly! ! !
(End of this chapter)