The power of the situation in the rage has been developed to a certain extent, and Kazuo Yamamoto has no way to face the situation at this time.

Zombies used to be humans, and after becoming zombies, they also inherited the joys and sorrows of humans, and emotions sometimes promote the development of potential.

Just like the current situation Tianyou, there was originally a big gap between him and Kazuo Yamamoto, but now that he is dominated by emotions, he can fight with Kazuo Yamamoto in a short period of time without falling behind.

The two zombies kept clashing in the high-rise city, and the buildings were constantly destroyed by their fighting, and at the same time, causing more casualties, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.

On the other side, Song Zhe was still instinctively defensive, and after destroying three helicopters, he confronted the police again. Helicopters can't do anything to him, let alone the police.

As the chaos begins, some of the dirty things hidden in the dark corners of human society also come out to breathe and join in the fun, and many strange things happen one after another, and the authorities have lost control of the city.

……

Song Zhe had a dream, in which he saw dragons flying in the sky.

It's a huge and beautiful world, with thousands of rays of light and boundless worlds. Each dragon has a variety of abilities, whether it is to turn clouds and rain, or to move mountains and reclaim seas.

He actually envied them a little, feeling that each of them was so powerful, if he could have this kind of power, the turmoil in the last days would have been quelled by him alone!

He stretched out his palm to get closer to them, only to realize that his hand had turned into dragon claws and his body had become the appearance of a dragon.

"What's going on?" Song Zhe didn't understand, his body moved involuntarily, he was like those divine dragons in the vast and endless space, showing his vitality in the endless glow.

What's next?

Song Zhe shook his drowsy head, and then he realized that he was lying on a cold bed, surrounded by bare walls, and a small window the size of a palm was holding on to his post alone, letting the poor sunlight shine in as much as possible and drive out the darkness.

He did have a dream, but only remembered so much.

No! Wrong! And something else!

Song Zhe closed his eyes and pondered, only then did he find something different in his mind, he seemed to see a jade slip full of words!

It wasn't a hallucination, he really saw it!

"Divine Dragon Transformation", through continuous cultivation to purify their own bloodline, to achieve the body of the divine dragon.

This short passage sets the entire tone of this exercise. A voice suddenly sounded in Song Zhe's mind at this time, very majestic and sacred.

"Human, you slaughtered the Divine Dragon and obtained the Dragon Yuan, as a Divine Dragon, this seat should have broken you into thousands of pieces. However, the Dragon Realm has been destroyed, and all the dragons have been killed and wounded in that annihilating battle. In other words, there are no more living dragons in this world.

What you see and hear is a remnant of the soul of this seat. Since the dragon realm no longer exists, then let him go with the rules of the past! You're by far the most blood-soaked dragon I've ever seen. Although I don't know how you fused the dragon element with yourself, you already have the basic requirements to evolve into a divine dragon.

The Divine Dragon Transformation is a cultivation classic written by the Divine Dragon Clan for future generations, and the descendants can purify their bloodlines through continuous cultivation, and then evolve into a real Divine Dragon. Although this exercise is not as good as the ancestral canon, it is also one of the best exercises in the Three Realms and Six Realms, practice well, and look forward to the day when you become a divine dragon and travel for nine days! ”

The voice ended this time, Song Zhe called a few words and did not respond, presumably it was the voice left by the remnants of the dragon.

"Is the dragon inherited?" Song Zhe carefully flipped through the memories in his mind and found that there were indeed many things in it that did not belong to him. It's just that only a few things can be seen, and the rest are covered with a layer of light, which is very misty and can't really be seen.

Song Zhe knew that this was caused by his lack of realm and the lack of pure bloodline on his body.

Without thinking about this, he looked at the "Divine Dragon Transformation" in his mind.

According to the above records, there are 12 times for this exercise. Every time you purify your bloodline, you will greatly improve your strength!

Song Zhe is now in the third level, and if he wants to enter the fourth level, he needs to continue to purify his bloodline.

Dangdang!

The sound of the iron door knocking sounded, and Song Zhe reined in his thoughts.

When he woke up, he found that he was now in a prison, and the surrounding facilities seemed to have been specially enhanced.

The heavy iron door was opened a twenty-centimeter square window, and the face of a strange man appeared from the other side.

"You're awake." The other party's words were very flat, as if something trivial had happened.

"Now that you're awake, we'll have something to eat later, we have something to ask you about." The man said, shutting the window.

Song Zhe recalled it carefully, and only remembered that he had come into contact with Shenlong, and he didn't know anything after that. Why is here, Song Zhe is not clear, and it must not be a good place.

He took a deep breath and felt the power in his body, the true qi was running smoothly, as in the past, the fighting spirit had made some achievements, reaching the level of the six-star fighting spirit, coupled with the current divine dragon change, Song Zhe's overall strength had actually been strengthened somewhat.

The three-layer Divine Dragon Transformation can make his whole body covered with dragon scales, which have a strong defensive ability, and with his already powerful body, his physical strength is almost comparable to that of three generations of zombies.

Song Zhe has never been a person who sits still, and the meaning of the man just now obviously has the flavor of interrogation, which is treating prisoners. Song Zhe didn't think he was at fault, even if he caused irreparable consequences when he lost consciousness, the responsibility was not him.

Yes, he keeps his promises and knows how to be grateful, but he is also a cold-blooded, ruthless, and selfish person.

The Huolin Knife is not in the ring, it should be lost.

Song Zhe ran the exercises, the cyan scales wrapped around his arms, and the sharp claws flashed with a cold light. Covered with silver fighting energy, Song Zhe grabbed the iron gate with one claw.

There was a sore tooth cutting sound, and the half-meter-thick iron door was torn open by Song Zhe from the middle.

His claws actually resembled the claws of a Wolverine, and the ordinary metal was a piece of tofu in front of him.

Of course, the gate in front of him was made of a special alloy, and Song Zhe also took a lot of effort to completely destroy it.

A sharp alarm sounded, and Song Zhe stood at the door and carefully looked at the surroundings.

The layout of the space is not large, there are more than a dozen specially made cells, and Song Zhe can feel that there are people, or zombies, in the other rooms.

(End of chapter)

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