The last thunderstorm drowned Yang Ming's figure, and everywhere he looked, there was dazzling thunder, Yang Ming's soul was once again separated from his body, and his consciousness fluttered with the wind. When he woke up again, the wounds on his body had healed, and even the broken claws and legs had regrown.

"I'm ...... Successfully qualified? Yang Ming looked at his restored severed limb in disbelief, and the rebirth of the severed limb was a sign of spiritual transformation, which meant that he had successfully crossed the tribulation.

After Yang Ming advanced to the Spirit Transformation Realm, his perception also increased, and he excitedly released his spiritual sense on the spot, but found that the place where he was only a corner of the planet, and there were many aura stronger than his current one around him, which frightened him and quickly withdrew his spiritual sense.

Yang Ming's face was bitter and depressed, he thought that his strong strength was just an insignificant little lizard on the entire planet, how could he accept this fact?

"It's okay for me to dominate this area with my current strength, but am I willing to stay here for the rest of my life?" Yang Ming asked himself and directly gave himself a problem.

Suddenly, he remembered that his father had told him on his deathbed that he should take good care of his clan, and now he has no goal to strive for, so he might as well go back to his own clan.

It had been many years since the battle with the Salamander clan at the beginning, but the lifespan of spirit beasts was generally very long, and a few years was just a dormant time for them, so Yang Ming was confident that he could find the clansman who had left back then.

The hard work paid off, and after searching for several months, Yang Ming found his people in a swamp. Now his people have been reduced to vassals of other races because of the lack of major combat power.

"I can't believe the leader is still alive!" Yang Ming came to his clan, and when the clansmen saw his arrival, they surrounded him, constantly saying things like "unbelievable" and "unbelievable".

Yang Ming looked at the clansmen in front of him, all of them were some old, weak, sick and disabled lightning lizards, and a sense of guilt suddenly arose in his heart, if it wasn't for his arrogance and arrogance, the hard and rigid salamander clan would not have ended up like this.

Now that he had returned, the people were glad that he had survived, rather than blaming him. Sometimes, spirit animals are not as treacherous as humans, they are happy when they should be happy, they are angry when they should be angry, and they never hide their emotions.

"When will you lightning lizards hand over the tribute to Lord Poison Dragon?"

When Yang Ming was reunited with his clan, an unsociable voice came into the ears of all the lightning lizards, and a huge crocodile came to their clan's territory.

"Lord Swamp Poison Crocodile, you also know the situation of our race, the combat power is limited, can you give it a period of grace, and when we have enough Pure Poison Grass, we will hand it over to Lord Poison Dragon." A prestigious lightning lizard came up to the crocodile and said with some trembling.

Yang Ming recognized this lightning lizard as his right-hand man, who had injured one eye in the battle with the fire lizard tribe, and because of this, he was ordered to withdraw from the battle and survived.

"Huh? Are you saying that Lord Poison Dragon is waiting for your Pure Poison Grass? The swamp venom crocodile said impatiently, and the momentum released from his body pressed down on the lightning lizard.

Yang Ming could feel that the strength of this swamp poison crocodile was around the middle and late stages of the condensation realm, and it was stronger than himself at the beginning, but now it has become someone else's thug, what is the origin of this "poisonous dragon lord", is it really a dragon?

The swamp venom crocodile didn't have the patience to entangle any longer, opened its bloody mouth, and bit down on the lightning lizard that stood up, which startled the rest of the lightning lizards, and they all closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see the results behind.

The swamp venom crocodile is the result of killing chickens and monkeys, and the speed of the mouth is also a little faster, otherwise these lightning lizards think that they have nothing to show and dare not kill them.

Just when the swamp poison crocodile was about to kill the lightning lizard, Yang Ming moved, and with a flick of his tail, he pumped it on the former's chin, and the huge force actually pumped the swamp poison crocodile several times larger than his own size out, smashing out a large mud pit.

The swamp poison crocodile shook its head, looked at Yang Ming, and asked, "Which one are you that dare to hit me?" I'm the messenger of the Poison Dragon! ”

Yang Ming ignored what the other party said, and grabbed the head of the swamp poison crocodile with one claw, tearing open the scale armor at the position of the other party's head, leaving a deep wound, this result was beyond the expectations of all the clansmen, and even the swamp poison crocodile himself did not believe it.

The scale armor of the swamp poison crocodile was much harder than the claws of the lightning lizard, and Yang Ming could easily tear through the scale armor of the former, proving that the other party's strength was far superior to his own, and a haze of death enveloped the heart of the swamp poison crocodile.

"Tell me, what's going on with this poisonous dragon?" Yang Ming was condescending, looking down at the swamp venom crocodile in an invincible attitude.

"You... Who are you? The swamp crocodile asked in horror.

"As you can see, I'm just a lightning lizard." Yang Ming said calmly.

"You can't just be an ordinary lightning lizard, I've been here so many times and I've never seen you!" The swamp poison crocodile didn't believe Yang Ming's words at all, if what the other party said was true, why didn't he lead the clansmen to a better place with such strength, and let the clansmen be oppressed here.

"Believe it or not, I'll tell you I don't have much patience, and you'll tell me about the 'poisonous dragon'." Yang Ming said impatiently.

"Hmph, don't think that if you can defeat me, you think you can fight against Lord Poison Dragon, its strength is not what you can imagine, I advise you to go back with me and wait for Lord Poison Dragon to fall." The swamp venom crocodile didn't know what fate was waiting for it, and even commanded Yang Mingyi.

"Noise!"

With a flick of his finger, Yang Ming knocked out one of the swamp crocodile's teeth, causing it to spin in the mud in pain.

"Uh, Lord Poison Dragon won't let you go, ah!" As soon as the swamp venom crocodile finished speaking, a intact tooth flew out of its mouth again.

"Poisonous Dragon ......" Before the other party could finish speaking this time, Yang Ming knocked out another tooth.

"Ah......" The screams were endless, and finally there were no teeth to extract, Yang Ming stopped, and the swamp poison crocodile looked at the teeth on the ground, with endless grief and anger in his heart, and the other party was too unreasonable, and knocked out all its teeth.

"Let's talk about it now." Yang Ming said indifferently as he looked at the dying swamp venom crocodile in front of him.

"I'm shuddering, I'm shuddering, please don't torture me." The swamp poison crocodile spoke a little leaky, but he still answered Yang Ming's question immediately.

"Lord Poison Dragon, in fact, is the leader of our swamp venom crocodile, it used to be an ordinary swamp venom crocodile, but since it found a dragon bone in this swamp, let's call it Lord Poison Dragon." The swamp venom crocodile truthfully explained the origin of the name "poisonous dragon".

"Keel? Is it the bones of dragons? "When Yang Ming heard the word keel, he couldn't keep calm anymore." How attractive the word "dragon" is to reptilian spirit animals, snake spirit animals, and fish spirit animals!

"I don't know if it's a real dragon skeleton, Lord Poison Dragon hasn't let us see the appearance of a dragon bone at all, but it's true that there is an aura on it that makes us afraid." The swamp poison crocodile told Yang Ming everything it knew.

Yang Ming fell silent after hearing this, the appearance of the dragon bone was an unexpected situation for him, if he could get this dragon bone, then he would be able to be reborn and become a dragon clan.

But the reason that grew up after experiencing life and death made Yang Ming not as impulsive as before, and he asked the swamp poison crocodile again: "What is the strength of your poisonous dragon lord now?" ”

"You wouldn't have the idea of hitting the keel, would you?" The swamp venom crocodile immediately asked.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs, you can't take care of it, you just need to tell me what realm this poisonous dragon is." Yang Ming said undoubtedly.

"Judging from the last time I saw Lord Poison Dragon's move, it has at least the strength of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and it may be higher, but it should not have broken through the level of the Spirit Transformation Realm." The swamp poison crocodile was really afraid of Yang Ming, and with a look from the other party, it let it tell the whole story of the poisonous dragon.

"The middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm is even higher......," Yang Ming muttered, he was indeed fighting the idea of the dragon bone, but the strength of this poisonous dragon exceeded his expectations, he originally thought that it was no problem for him to dominate the side, but the truth gave him a blow to the head. But it also gave him a way forward.

"I am bound to get this dragon bone, I want to become a dragon! I'm going to change my life! Yang Ming secretly swore in his heart......

A hundred years later, Yang Ming hiberned in the swamp, trying to improve his strength, while paying attention to the movements of the swamp poison crocodile, especially the poisonous dragon, he found that the poisonous dragon had to collect a large amount of pure poisonous grass in the vassal groups every year, which made Yang Ming have more eyes on the pure poisonous grass.

"After such a long time, I have a pretty good understanding of the situation of the poisonous dragon, it is indeed still the strength of the spirit transformation realm, it seems that it is much more difficult for the spirit beast to be promoted than expected. The second is that this poisonous dragon did not absorb the keel, it should be cultivated with the help of the breath on the keel, but this also caused the toxins in the body to become thicker and thicker, and even it itself could not withstand the invasion of toxins, and needed a large amount of poisonous herbs to help suppress the toxicity. ”

Yang Ming sorted out the information collected in the past hundred years, and there was a piece of information related to whether he could successfully snatch the keel, on the night of the moon shortage, the toxins in the poisonous dragon's body reached its peak, and it needed to hide and use its own spiritual power to fight against the invasion of toxins, at this time, its strength could not even play seventy percent, and it was also the only time for Yang Ming to snatch the keel.

However, this poisonous dragon is not a character to be underestimated, even if it hides to fight against the toxin, it will hide the dragon bone in a place that no one knows, and if you want to snatch the dragon bone, you have to ask it from its mouth where the dragon bone is hidden.

Yang Ming took a look at the darkening sky, tonight was the night of the moon shortage, that is, the moment when he snatched the keel......