Mortal Cultivator

Wang Lu spent thousands of years of spiritual things and several god-transformation monks inquiring about news about the inner earth realm, but his eyes never left the five people.

Wang Lu inquired about the news while visiting various vendors. There were a lot of good things, but they required all kinds of strange resource exchanges, which Wang Lu didn't have at the moment.

Finally, the people in Wang Lu's eyes seemed to be leaving, and he slowly followed them. He had already found out the identity of this young man. He was from a force called Demon Dragon Pond, or a descendant of a demon clan venerable.

But he didn't take it to heart.

If you want to improve your strength, you can't be afraid of trouble.

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The five people left the attic and walked straight to the outskirts of the fog sea. They seemed to be leaving, but Wang Lu also followed them out, but they were far away, but they could definitely see them with their spiritual consciousness.

…

"Young Master, the human boy next to the woman you were interested in earlier has also come out. Do you want to..."

The middle-aged monk who was obviously more senior among the five people spoke.

"Well, go and kill him. It just so happens that I haven't eaten human blood food for a long time, so don't make it too bad." The young man in black robe said casually and gave the order.

"Yes, young master!"

The middle-aged man responded, turned around and rushed towards Wang Lu, and instantly turned into a black dragon measuring thousands of feet.

"roar--!"

With a dragon roar, the thousand-foot-long black dragon flew straight behind, startling many monks.

Wang Lu looked at the flying black dragon. His body was also expanding, hundreds of feet, thousands of feet.

"You are not a human?!" The black dragon spit out a surprised voice.

Wang Lu didn't answer. A black iron rod appeared in his hand and went straight towards the black dragon.

"Hmph! You are not overestimating your own abilities!"

The black dragon snorted disdainfully, roared and clawed at the giant ape, seeming to take it down.

The sharp claws covered with black scales grabbed Wang Lu straight away. The two huge figures got closer and closer. Many monks watching the excitement appeared around them, and Shangguan Ruoxi was also shocked.

"boom--!"

There was a huge clash of weapons.

As soon as he made contact, the black dragon's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt something bad!

I wanted to escape but it was already too late. I felt the iron rod in my claws was as heavy as stars, and endless regret suddenly appeared in my heart!

The delimiting stick hit him hard, and he felt like he was being struck by stars. His bones were all broken and his soul could no longer be melted.

"Wow——!"

The body of the black dragon was shot away like an acquired spiritual treasure!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The huge body collided with the mountains.

…

The peripheral monks all looked dumbfounded.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?" One of the monks who was in the late stage of divine transformation looked at the iron rod in Wang Lu's hand and was full of doubts.

"Which force does this belong to? I have never seen it in the inner earth realm for thousands of years."

Exclamations came out one after another, and the monks onlookers were all asking each other which force they belonged to.

Others looked at the black iron rod in the giant ape's hand with strange expressions.

With everyone watching, the black dragon hit the last mountain range before stopping. Its huge body lay on the ground unresponsive for a long time.

Wang Lu stepped forward and stepped on the black dragon's head.

The dragon's weak soul flew out, and Wang Lu called it over with one hand, collected it with a transparent bead, and put it into the storage bag.

Everything happened too fast. Before the young man in black robes in the distance and the people behind him could react, Wang Lu had already killed the black dragon.

The young man in black robe looked gloomy and cursed angrily: "What a waste! You can't even win a person in the early stages of becoming a god. A dragon is a dragon, it's not something that can be put on the stage!"

The young man suddenly turned his head and pointed his big hand at the three people behind him: "Come together and capture him for me. Don't destroy his soul. I want to torture him!"

The young man gave the order, but his eyes were greedily looking at the iron rod in Wang Lu's hand, intentionally or unintentionally.

call out--!

Three dragon roars sounded, and the three of them transformed into black dragons that looked like middle-aged men.

Three dragons hovered in the sky, spitting black flames around Wang Lu's mouth, but they did not dare to step forward.

Wang Lu didn't care. He picked up the black dragon's body in his big handbag and put it into his storage bag. He was here specifically to withdraw money.

Seeing that they didn't dare to come, Wang Lu took the initiative and rushed over. The giant delimiting stick in his hand was like a giant pillar supporting the sky, sweeping towards the three dragons.

"Go to hell!"

boom--!

The defining stick swept towards the three dragons with boundless power, intending to kill them all with one stick.

The three dragons flew out as expected, and just like before, they smashed into the boundless mountain peaks of the Earth's Inner Realm.

Whoa, whoa, whoa—!

The peaks collapsed, and two of them lay lifeless on the ground.

The last dragon was seriously injured, its whole body was bent, and it was squirming like a maggot with some difficulty, and it shouted for help.

"Second Prince, save me!"

"Second Prince, save us..."

The souls of the two dragons escaped and howled for help with miserable sounds.

"Don't save me, he will come to accompany you later."

Wang Lu smiled evilly, holding the stick and walking towards the collapsed mountains, and put away the two dragon souls with one move of his big hand.

The soul is a good thing, and he deliberately did not break up their soul.

When he came to the dying black dragon, he gently hit the black dragon's head with the defining stick, and a ray of soul was knocked out.

After putting away the relics of the dragon, Wang Lu looked at the young man in black robe.

"You are very strong!" The young man in black robe stared at Wang Lu with his eyes like black holes, but he was not afraid of Wang Lu.

Seeing Wang Lu rushing towards him, he took out a dragon scale to block in front of him.

Wang Lu hit the scale with a stick, but it was blocked, and his arm was numb!

"What is this!"

Wang Lu looked at the black scale in shock.

In an instant, an illusory figure appeared in the sky, and the spiritual energy around it gathered to form a ten-thousand-foot phantom. It was a five-clawed black dragon instead of a dragon.

"My son, why did you summon your father?"

"Father, this son killed my four dragon slaves for no reason. Please kill this son!" The black-robed young man looked at Wang Lu and said jokingly. In the Earth Core Realm, it is not enough to have strength alone, but also power, and he just happened to have it!

The giant dragon phantom turned his eyes to the giant ape transformed by Wang Lu, the early stage of transformation? The dragon's eyes showed a surprised light.

"You killed my dragon slave in the Demon Dragon Pond!?"

"Yes." Wang Lu said lightly, but his consciousness was carefully checking the strength of the phantom.

"I'll give you a chance." The shadow spoke again.

"What chance?" Wang Lu was curious.

"Kneel down! Become my slave!"

The shadow cast a soul mark and flew in front of Wang Lu.