Of course, Zhao Yu thought it was funny.

Just like a lion hunting a wolf pack, he has bitten the leader of the pack to death, and then when he is enjoying the delicious wolf meat, a prairie mouse suddenly sprang out from behind and stole some minced meat......

"Zhu Minglang, how about playing a game?" Zhao Yu said.

At this time, the broken toothed fire dragon had already turned around and entrenched around Zhao Yu, and the fierce flame hair fluttered like a tongue of fire when it fluttered!

The Fire Dragon's arrogant stare at Zhu Minglang, just like its owner, full of disdain!

Zhu Minglang didn't answer, he faced the fire dragon, calm and calm, on the palm of his right hand, a trace of fire was unfolding along his palm pattern little by little!

"You can run away now, I won't stop you. ”

"But you have to run fast enough to outrun my Fire Dragon's Ascension, otherwise you won't wait until you find a safe place to shelter, and you wish Minglang the first bite of fresh meat for my Fire Dragon's Ascension to become a king!"

"Your ability to escape has always been good, you escaped from my dragon lord's clutches many years ago, and this time I don't know if you can still be safe and sound. ”

The little prince Zhao Yu calmly narrated, in fact, how confident he is in this calmness, confident that a Zhu Minglang will not only not be able to set off the slightest storm, but also let him escape, and he will not be able to escape from the palm of his hand!

"This dragon is good. Zhu Minglang pointed his finger on the fire and said.

"Of course, the most popular fire dragon in the whole world, and my fire dragon. Zhao Yu's tone revealed a bit of pride.

The cultivation of the Holy Candle Dragon King is indeed higher than that of the Fire Dragon, but that is only temporary, once the Fire Dragon soars into the Dragon King, it will have a certain divine soul life, and its next cultivation will be faster than that of the Holy Candle Dragon King.

The Holy Candle Dragon King is already a precious dragon in the world, but compared to the Fire Dragon, it is still far behind.

It is precisely because of the Fire Dragon that Zhao Yu has the confidence not to take Zhumen and An Wangfu in his eyes now!

What's more, he is a prince, trampled on a small inner court of Zhumen, and killed a group of people from King An's Mansion, so what, does anyone really dare to ask him for his guilt? ? ?

There are several people who have his honorable status.

After the Fire Dragon's ascension, after a few years of hibernation, how many people dare to compete with him?

"It's Ancestral Dragon, right?" Zhu Minglang then asked.

"That's right!"

"It's better to change the game, since you're so good at this fire dragon, let's see if you can block my move!" Zhu Minglang also laughed at this time, his smile was not so arrogant, he was so kind and calm.

"Hahaha, are you scaring me, do you think I can't see that you don't have any divine cultivation in you??" said the little prince Zhao Yu.

"Didn't I tell you, I'm a dragon herder now. Zhu Minglang said.

As he said these words, Zhu Minglang's right hand slowly lifted up, and his palms, wrists, and arms had already appeared with fine and dense fiery red textures, making his skin glow as if it had been tempered by casting fire, glowing with golden brilliance and blazing light!

"Dragon Herder?????" The little prince Zhao Yu laughed so much that he couldn't support his waist, he held the Shenwei Fire Dragon that was around him with one hand, and his laughter began to deform, "You are a dragon herder, yes, yes, you are now a dragon herder, what about your dragon, call it out and let me see it......"

"As you wish. Zhu Minglang suddenly stretched out his hand forward, his eyes bloomed with divine brilliance, and his casual and gentle temperament also changed in this instant!

There is a momentum, such as a sudden storm in summer, which swept the hot breath of the whole world together, and swept towards the mountains and rivers and the earth, Zhu Minglang's body exuded such an aura at this time, and it was not purely hot, it was the blazing that burned the sky and devoured the earth!!

The hair is flying, but it blooms from the black with a golden glow.

The crimson flame muscle is all over Zhu Minglang's right hand and arm, and it is spreading rapidly to the whole body, from the arm to the chest, from the chest to the whole body, the mortal Zhu Minglang seems to have transformed into the body of the flame saint at this moment, every piece of skin, every piece of bone and blood, is revealing the glow of molten flames!

"Sword Spirit Dragon!"

With a call, his temperament changed dramatically again, and Zhu Minglang's eyes burned like flames!

In the center of the leyline fire stamen, the metal sword bud has already faded all its shells, to be precise, this is the metal dragon cocoon, they hold an ancient sword that has been tempered to the holy and immortal.

This ancient sword was blazing and brilliant, and at the moment when Zhu Minglang evoked its name, it rolled up a raging cloud of fire, flew by, and landed on Zhu Minglang's fire-patterned palm!

"Sword Fall Sword Technique - Vermilion Bird Sword!"

The sword fire is in full bloom, Zhu Minglang is already in action between holding the sword, his posture of the sword is obviously very slow, but there is a overlapping afterimage on his body, as the sword spirit dragon falls in the palm, the previous blazing aura is like an ancient swimming dragon, the whole body is red, I can only see its shadow and not its body, majestic and magnificent lingering around Zhu Minglang who is dancing the spirit sword!!

This spirit almost surpassed the restless fire tide rolled up by the leyline fire stamen, as if Zhu Minglang, who held this sword, was the embodiment of the real flame god.

The sword was swung out, and a chirp could be heard, and then an ancient god Vermilion Bird flew out from Zhu Minglang's sword!!

The skin of the ancient god Suzaku is condensed by extremely pure fire liquid, each feather is composed of the diffusion of restless fire liquid, and the majestic sword qi is the skeleton of the ancient god Suzaku, not like a phantom thing, more like a real Vermilion Bird descending, summoned by Zhu Minglang's shocking sword, above all living beings in the world, sacred and not to be provoked and violated!!

The smile on the face of the little prince Zhao Yu had already frozen, and he only realized at this time what the sturdy thing he had gnawed on before the Fire Dragon.

It's a sword, it's a dragon transformed by the sword spirit!!

Zhu Minglang had been refining this leyline god long before himself!!

"Boom Boom !!!!!!!!"

The traces of the leylines shook violently, and a rock mass of leylines that meandered over the cave collapsed under the Suzaku sword, and the underground rocks comparable to mountains smashed down, burying the traces of the leylines.

The fire dragon is like a fat worm, captured by birds, and it is pointless to resist and struggle!

It can be seen that the body of the fire dragon is festering and incinerated under the sword power, it obviously also has the scales of fire and the muscle of fire, but the sword that Zhu Minglang wielded, the sword power itself can chop this fire dragon into pieces, not to mention, the blazing divine fire attached to it is much higher than the fire attribute of the fire dragon.

The so-called Fire Canglong was burned in the flames and screamed, and was burned to the point that only a skeleton remained!!

The Vermilion Bird Sword swept over the head of the little prince, and the fire dragon that he was proud of was slashed by a sword, and at the same time, the pain of the breaking of the spirit covenant also hit, making the little prince Zhao Yu's whole body twitch violently!!