Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

“Interesting...”

The Black Dragon King grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

Seemingly out of excitement, his eyes were bloodshot.

In a low voice, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked out fiercely.

But before his kick could land, a pair of sharp golden wings had already crossed, slashing towards his throat.

If he didn't retreat in time, with the sharpness of a Heaven-Grade Profound Weapon, his throat could be completely cut open.

Shen Lin was already prepared to take advantage of the opponent's retreat to continue his attack.

However, the Black Dragon King's next move completely exceeded his expectations.

Ignoring the approaching golden wings, the Black Dragon King instead expanded his aura, making his attack even more ferocious.

Bang!

His kick slammed into Shen Lin's chest, sending him flying.

Shen Lin's face turned slightly pale, and he took a deep breath, straightening his chest.

Underneath his torn clothes, a layer of golden armor was revealed.

With the protection of the wings, the Black Dragon King's kick, although still causing turmoil within him, ultimately did not cause any major harm.

But the Black Dragon King, on the other hand, was different.

Having not chosen to retreat, a large gash was cut into his throat by the golden wings.

Nearly half of his neck was severed, and surging black blood continuously poured out.

This guy, is he brainless?

Shen Lin frowned upon seeing this scene.

It was the first time he had encountered such an opponent.

Just now, seeing the opponent not dodging or evading, he had thought that the Black Dragon King, like him, had some reliance to block his attack.

After all, the opponent was able to block his Heaven-Grade Profound Weapon with his bare hands, the strength of his body was evident.

But he didn't expect that this strike would actually be effective.

Shen Lin narrowed his eyes and carefully observed for a moment, finally discovering that the opponent's seemingly empty hands were actually covered with a thin layer of gloves.

This thing, it seems, is also a Heaven-Grade Profound Weapon.

Only in this way could it block the edge of the Taotie Blade.

This discovery, however, made Shen Lin even more puzzled.

Wait, only your gloves can block the Heaven-Grade Profound Weapon, so why use your flesh to take it head-on?

With such an injury, even if the Black Dragon King doesn't die, he will...

Just as Shen Lin was pondering, the sudden change that occurred in the Black Dragon King's direction stunned him on the spot.

He saw the Black Dragon King's mouth overflowing with blood as he silently laughed maniacally.

At the severed neck, flesh and blood writhed.

Muscle fibers, visible to the naked eye, danced and intertwined, pulling the wound back together.

In less than two or three breaths, the deep, bone-deep wound had actually healed.

“Hahahaha, that felt good!”

As the wound healed, the Black Dragon King's deafening laughter echoed in the sky.

In the earth-shattering laughter, his body continued to swell, and the black clothes on his body were burst open.

Before long, a terrifying figure, more than ten feet tall and covered in black scales, appeared there.

The Black Dragon King, known as the number one person below the Dharma Idol Realm in the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom.

Shen Lin had naturally heard of his reputation for a long time.

After all, this guy's bounty in the Demon Suppression Division ranked second, and he was the person the entire Great Wei dreamed of killing.

As far as Shen Lin knew, during the previous selection of the Demon Quelling Marquis of You Province, the Great Wei had dispatched the strongest team of Demon Quelling Marquises to try to kill him.

It was just that they ultimately failed.

Therefore, when he heard Si Yu say that among the demon clans guarding Lingzhou, there was one who was the Black Dragon King, he was somewhat expectant.

The royal family of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom, known to have the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, naturally had a longer lifespan than ordinary demon clans.

This Black Dragon King, who had become famous at a young age, how much demon lifespan could he provide after being killed?

He was originally looking forward to it...

“Sigh!”

But after seeing the Black Dragon King reveal part of his original form, Shen Lin suddenly sighed with some disappointment.

This scene immediately silenced the Black Dragon King on the opposite side.

“What the hell do you mean?”

Shen Lin's expression of faint disgust made the Black Dragon King's voice become low and沉闷, like a volcano about to erupt.

“I thought you were some powerful demon clan bloodline.”

Shen Lin casually waved his hand, somewhat dejectedly saying, “I didn't expect the so-called Black Dragon King to just be a black lizard.”

Yes, a black lizard.

At this moment, the Black Dragon King maintained his human form, but his appearance had already fully demonstrated the characteristics of his race.

A triangular head, a forked tongue that occasionally extended.

Everything was explaining that the so-called Black Dragon King was just a lizard demon.

Shen Lin was not an Indian, so of course he would feel disappointed.

After all, judging from his demon-slaying experience since he crossed over, the rarer the race, the longer the lifespan.

Lizard demons, you can grab a handful.

This guy's lifespan might not even be as long as the tree demon in the Taixuan Secret Realm.

“Lizard?”

“You…”

“Looking for death!!!”

The Black Dragon King breathed heavily, and without waiting to finish listening to Shen Lin's words, he roared angrily, his demon aura suddenly surging more than doubled, and he rushed towards Shen Lin frantically.

“Thunder Surge!”

“Flame Vortex!”

In response, Shen Lin raised his left hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he swung out a saber and a sword at the same time.

The Heaven-Grade Profound Weapon obtained from the Taixuan Secret Realm, the long sword besides the Taotie Blade, had now also been subdued by Shen Lin and could be used freely.

The sword's name was Taixuan, and it was the matching sword of the successive sect masters of the Taixuan Sect.

At this moment, Shen Lin used the sword as a saber, simultaneously slashing out two attacks.

The Thunder Surge reversed, surging from bottom to top.

The Flame Vortex was majestic, as if it wanted to destroy everything in its path.

When Shen Lin had just killed the Ghost-Faced Spider Demon, there was still some interval between these two moves.

But now, the two moves were performed simultaneously, attacking from above and below, presenting a scene of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

The Black Dragon King, who was in it, could not avoid it no matter what.

“Tsk tsk, performing two types of Heaven-Grade martial arts at the same time, this person is not ordinary.”

Not far away, Qingqiu Yunlang smacked his lips and shook his head with emotion.

“Aren't you going to help the Black Dragon King?”

Yan Zehong next to him asked with some worry.

Having just been shocked by Shen Lin's cultivation growth speed, he seemed to not be surprised by whatever Shen Lin did at this moment.

Now, he only cared whether the Black Dragon King could survive this attack.

After all, those were Heaven-Grade martial arts.

Qingqiu Yunlang shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: “No need, that guy has thick skin and flesh, this little attack can't do anything to him.”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Si Yu, revealing a smile and saying: “This girl, I am Qingqiu Yunlang…”

I don't know what method he used, but Si Yu, who was originally avoiding him like a snake, calmed down a bit as she saw his smile at this moment, and her eyes became somewhat dazed.

Yan Zehong looked at this scene, not knowing what to say.

This Primordial Realm of the Neon Feather Pavilion did not pose any threat to them at all.

But Shen Lin over there...

Just as he turned his head to look with some worry, he saw the Black Dragon King not dodging or avoiding, directly crashing into the Flame Vortex and Thunder Surge.

Rumble!

In a series of muffled sounds, flames and lightning collided, emitting amazing explosions.

Yan Zehong could feel that any wisp of aftermath emitted from it could crush him to pieces.

The Black Dragon King, he...

Just then, from where the flames and thunder gathered, a figure suddenly rushed out.

The scales on the Black Dragon King's body trembled slightly, and he seemed to have not suffered any damage at all, rushing straight towards Shen Lin, raising his fist and slamming it down fiercely.