Don’t Mess with Shennong

If Wang Ping'an didn't know that all these were the scripts of heaven, he might have turned around and left when he heard the shameless words of these monks.

Why do you admit that the killing of the black dragon is left to me?

I haven't finished eating the unicorn meat. I don't want to kill the black dragon now. I want to fatten it up, can't it?

Lao Tzu thinks that the black dragon is so cute, can't he take it as a pet?

"Roar, humans, all deserve to die, all to die, I want to eat you!" The black dragon roared, taking another breath of the dragon, spraying dozens of monks to death.

When Wang Ping'an heard Heilong's words, he suddenly felt that he should not be a pet anymore, just kill the meat.

All human beings should die, human beings have eaten your rice?

Little black loach, misfortune comes from the mouth, you know?

When Wang Pingan thought of this, the kitchen knife had already been sacrificed, and the light flashed, turning into a tens of meters long knife, and slashed towards the black dragon's head.

This knife has long been refined into an immortal tool by Shennongding. When this knife was released, the situation changed suddenly.

Noisy, the black dragon's head was chopped with blood, and the blood was sprayed on the sea, immediately attracting countless behemoths of the deep sea to fight for the dragon's blood.

If it weren't just cut on the dragon's horn, this knife would probably cut off half of the black dragon's head.

Yeah!

The black dragon screamed, his tail swung, and a dozen human monks flew away.

With a swish, he flew back to the clouds, staring at Wang Ping An in horror, trying to see what happened.

"The weak human monk can actually hurt me? This is impossible!"

The black dragon roared and hesitated, always feeling that something was wrong.

Wang Ping'an didn't speak, the sword turned around, and it hit the black dragon again.

Since the fight has started, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?

puff!

A black flame blasted the sky and covered the huge kitchen knife.

After the flames passed, the knife was still a knife, and a slashing or a slashing, the sword's strength remained unchanged, and it slashed on the black dragon.

From the middle, a knife went down, and there was another terrible wound with a pop.

The dragon's blood was like a fountain, like a rainstorm, almost cut it in half from the middle.

There was a miserable howl, and the earth was shaking.

The nearby monk spurted blood on the spot, was severely injured by the roar of the dragon, thumped like a dumpling, and fell into the sea.

Unexpectedly, there are countless monks swallowed by monsters of the deep sea.

Needless to say, this is the evil done by the black dragon. Every time a human being killed, every time a monk is killed, a lot of resentment falls on it.

When Wang Ping'an kills the black dragon, these grievances will be transformed into success and will be recorded in his account.

The black dragon was frightened, turned around and fled, never thinking about fighting again.

It was not an opponent at all, just like it abused ordinary monks, Wang Ping'an could also abuse it.

"You are not an ordinary human at all, you are the Emperor of Ping An? I have heard Mo Wangchuan mention you a long time ago. He told me to be careful of you. I didn't expect this day to come so soon!"

"You knife, at least at the level of the fairy weapon, the world cannot store magic weapons that exceed the limits of humans. This is a violation of the rules and this is cheating. I am not convinced!"

Just after escaping a few hundred meters, I felt my body stagnated, and the light of the bronze lamp fixed it there.

The kitchen knife was forty meters, raised high, and another knife cut in the same position.

Click!

The black dragon's body was broken in half from the middle.

The system space was swept away, and the section near the tail was taken away.

The dragon is like a snake. Its body is cut in half, and the half near its head can still survive.

Therefore, Wang Ping'an had made up his mind long ago to take as much as he cuts.

If you chop too much, you can always chop it to death.

The remaining half of the black dragon is a bit funny.

Majestic dragon head, slender body, but no tail.

"You fairies, do you really want to kill our demons? I'm not reconciled. After being sealed for countless years, you will be beheaded just after getting out of trouble. This is not fair!"

The black dragon roared in despair, his eyes bursting into flames.

"Don't add drama to yourself, go on the road with peace of mind, no matter what you reincarnated in your next life, remember not to kill people randomly."

"..." The black dragon was aggrieved, trying to fight back a few words, but found that his body was frozen by the bronze lamp again.

Then cut it down with a knife, cutting it down to only one dragon head.

The cut off body was taken away by Wang Ping'an.

The majestic fairy machine contained in the knife eroded its head, gradually weakening, and even the ability to fly in suspension disappeared.

It slowly closed its eyes, and quickly reviewed everything about itself.

It seems... Nima, who had been sealed in the darkness before, couldn't remember anything. As soon as she woke up, after a few tossing, she was killed by Wang Ping'an.

This dragon's life is too short, too frustrated, right?

In just a moment, it died completely, and even the thought of being aggrieved was gone.

Wang Ping'an used the system space again and took the faucet.

At this moment, the whole sky is clear again, and all the clouds and rain, and the lightning are gone.

If it weren't for a group of deep-sea monsters fighting for dragon blood, no one would have thought that a black dragon had existed and roared.

"Look, look, what is this? In the end, isn't it a dead end?"

Wang Pingan muttered in his heart, and then heard the prompt sound from the system.

Ding, congratulations to the host, the task is completed, a special reward for cooking dragon meat, a set of kitchen utensils for cutting dragon meat, a ginseng, ten flat peaches, merit worth 120,000!

The previous rewards are old routines, but what's the matter with merits worth 120,000?

How many people did this black dragon kill before he would reward himself with 120,000 merits?

Damn, that trace of guilt just disappeared instantly.

This black dragon died unjustly!

Damn it!

With a wave of his hand, Wang Ping'an returned the reward to the system space. At the same time, he glanced at his system panel and found that the total merit value has exceeded 200,000.

It is vaguely understood that with these merit values, he can fly safely.

Now that I have arranged my back, the real good show is about to be staged, right?

I don't know what to grab, the fairy world and the demon world are in a crazy layout, killing a lot of lives, and human beings know nothing, and are still immersed in the happy atmosphere of aura recovery.

"Congratulations to the peaceful layman, slaying the black dragon, and protecting my humanity. This is infinite merit, we admire it!"

"In the past, the old man refused to accept anyone, but only supported the wall. Now, seeing the fighting power of the Ping An layman, the old man does not support the wall and only accepts you!

"Ping An can kill even a black dragon. In this world, what else is his opponent? Lao Tzu returns to the mountain gate and must warn those disciples and grandchildren to walk the rivers and lakes in the future, and don't provoke Wang Ping An! Otherwise, you don't know how to die. !"

The surviving monks thanked Wang Ping'an one after another, and they were also suspected of having a relationship.

Wang Ping An was patient, chatted with them for a while, and then hurriedly left with Xu Qing and Gu Qingcheng.

The dragon meat is already in hand. If you don’t find a place to cook, what can you do with these human monks?

There is not much time in the world. There is no time to waste. Eat, drink, have fun, and serve the two women well. This is the most important thing.