Villain: Take care of my wife and junior sister, win the heroine and I will be invincible

Sure enough, after Wang Zhu tore it apart.

Deep in the body of the thousand-year-old dragon, a vast turquoise mana burst out, surging like a frenzy.

This is the bloodline of the Wood Dragon, one of the five true dragons, which contains the supreme true dragon authority.

Ordinary dragons and half-dragons, once they feel the pressure of this kind of bloodline authority, they are all terrified, trembling all over, and they don't even dare to think of resistance.

Although it is not clear why the ancient family can exert the bloodline authority of the wooden dragon on the body of this thousand-year-old dragon.

If it can transform smoothly, it will transform from a dragon into a dragon.

Then it can swallow the authority of the wooden dragon in one fell swoop and reach a higher peak of power.

Truly transformed into a real dragon that shook the world.

After a brief silence, Wang Zhu began to activate his magic power. The green magic power was like a trickle, gradually converging into an emerald green ball the size of a palm.

Appeared in Wang Zhu's hands.

Inside the ball, a sleeping wooden dragon like an ancient wood carving loomed, as if it was waiting to wake up.

"Fourth brother, we meet again."

A trace of imperceptible sadness flashed across Wang Zhu's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the green orb was like a ignited fire of life, bursting out with vigorous mana fluctuations.

This magical power was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, causing Wang Zhu's hair to scatter in all directions, and at the same time, it gently wiped away the blood stains on his body.

It was as if an elder brother was patiently wiping away the traces of naughtiness on his naughty sister, gently and delicately.

Afterwards, Wang Zhu carefully held Mulong Bloodline in his arms, treating it like a priceless treasure.

She slowly closed her eyes, as if enduring unspeakable grief.

"This...is this the power of a true dragon?"

The voices of the monks around him were filled with deep shock and confusion.

"How is it possible that the old dragon from the ancient family actually contains the power of a true dragon?"

The monks around him were trembling, and the fear in their hearts surged like a tide.

Some people speculated: "Could it be said that the dragon bloodline in the world has not been completely extinct?"

This thought was like a thunder, exploding in their hearts.

The monks couldn't help but feel afraid of the mysterious and powerful power, and at the same time they were full of endless awe for the legendary dragon bloodline.

Suddenly, Wang Zhu's eyes became firm.

She held the wooden dragon's blood tightly, opened her small mouth without hesitation, and bit into the ball.

Tears fell down her pretty face, silently telling his inner struggle and pain.

However, the wooden dragon bloodline did not resist at all.

It was as if it had anticipated this moment, like a loving brother quietly watching his sister grow up.

Full of joy, the Mulong bloodline was absorbed into Wang Zhu's belly without mercy, and the process of devouring and merging began.

At this moment, everything seemed to have stopped, leaving only the deep bond and fusion between the bloodline and Wang Zhu.

"That girl is actually facing the power of the real dragon, devouring it without fear!"

"This...how is this possible?"

An older monk's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

"Even a ten-thousand-year-old dragon can only barely refine the power of a true dragon, and it is simply impossible to fully integrate it."

The young geniuses were also shocked by this scene.

They had never seen someone swallow the power of a true dragon so easily, as if this power was as natural to her as breathing.

According to common sense, if an ordinary monk dares to try to swallow the power of a real dragon.

Even an insignificant wisp may be exploded by the powerful force and turned into ashes.

However, the girl in front of her seemed to be tasting a sweet nectar, swallowing it up without any pressure.

"The only possibility..."

The old man's words were like a gentle breeze, but they carried a shocking power.

"Everyone, this girl, she is not a mortal, but the incarnation of a true dragon, with pure blood and no impurities."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around. Everyone seemed to have their throats sealed by invisible force, and they were so shocked that they could not speak.

Since the fall of the divine dragon, the true dragon has become a legendary existence. Everyone in the world thought that they had gone away with the long river of history and turned into nothingness.

However, today, they actually witnessed a living real dragon standing in front of them in human form.

The moment Wang Zhu completely devoured Mulong's bloodline, the aura on her body could no longer be contained like a wild horse, and it surged wildly.

The earth seemed to be lifted up by an invisible giant hand, like a dragon waking up from its slumber. The hard land became flowing and rolling like a river, making a deafening rumble.

"What...what happened?"

"The heaven and earth are changing. Could it be that another great power is born?"

The monks looked at each other, their hearts filled with shock and confusion.

The birth of the ten-thousand-year-old dragon just now amazed them.

However, at this moment, the thunderous vibrations all around made them feel even more incredible.

The doubts in their hearts are like surging rivers, unable to calm down.

The monks around him were like a frozen scene, all of them dumbfounded, their eyes wide.

It was as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Is there another earth-shattering vision about to happen?

However, the development of things was beyond everyone's expectation.

At the end of the shock, it seemed as if there was life awakening in it.

Immediately afterwards, thick trees emerged from the depths of the ground like agile wooden dragons. They grew hard and soon filled up the huge hole.

The originally dilapidated Qinglong Ancient Kingdom Palace was gradually regaining its vitality under the nourishment of trees.

Those broken gaps are cleverly filled up by new growth of trees, as if the hand of nature is gently smoothing the scars of history.

As the trees progressed, green buds began to sprout on these trees, and gorgeous flowers bloomed.

For a time, the entire ancient country seemed to be bathed in the breath of spring, full of vitality and spring.

The monks were amazed. They had never seen such a magical sight.

All this seemed to tell them that the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom had not died out, but was regaining its vitality!

"Well, very good. Is this the power of Wood Dragon?" Qin Changge's lips raised a faint smile. He did not show any dissatisfaction with Wang Zhu's sudden move.

"Exactly, young master. The power of the wooden dragon symbolizes endless vitality, and now I have fully mastered its authority." Wang Zhu's eyes flashed with joy and he replied softly.

"In this case, the flesh and blood of that thousand-year-old dragon should not be wasted."

Qin Changge nodded and then gave instructions.

"You guys, go and eat that flesh and blood. After all, this is also a rare treasure."