"What's that?"

Lu Mingfei also looked at the green heart.

"I don't know, but it's definitely something from that era. Find a way to destroy it, or both humans and dragons will be out of luck. ”

There was a rare hint of nervousness in the prince's tone.

"How?"

Lu Mingfei held the dragon sword, and the dragon pattern on the sword gradually emitted light.

"This thing is supposed to be able to disintegrate the spirit of speech. I'll help you with Time Zero, and you go up and cut it. ”

The prince said.

"Eri Uesugi, bless me."

Lu Mingfei turned around and ordered.

"Oh!"

Eri Uesugi, who was looking at the heart curiously, hurriedly replied that the power of death, which was as obscure as the dragon culture of the dead, was attached to the dragon sword.

Speech Spirit: Judgment is also quite useful in extreme danger, and can be used as a short-range or long-range, and can be used as a main attack or support teammates.

It's just that the load on the body is too great, and after using the word spirit, Uesugi Eri's body is like a steamer, and the golden skull on her forehead is constantly flickering, suppressing the ancient dragon blood in her body.

"Trial? Awesome is awesome, but I don't know if it's useful. ”

The crown prince recognized at a glance the exclusive spirit of this white king's bloodline.

Whether it's useful or not, it's like Lu Mingfei doesn't believe in the existence of the God of All Machines, but it doesn't prevent him from going out to smear holy oil on his weapons, and let the technical sergeant or mechanical priest help him praise the machine soul.

With the blessing of Time Zero, Lu Mingfei is like a fighter jet racing on the ground.

The sound barrier was created in front of him, and he brutally broke it.

The hem of the trench coat is dragged behind it, like the tail of an airplane, and like a wave of air.

But no matter how fast a fighter is, it can't compare to teleportation.

He had barely taken two steps when his green heart throbbed.

The hearts of everyone present also beat, and Lu Mingfei's feeling was the strongest.

Extreme weakness spreads from the heart to the whole body, like massive hemorrhage and massive lack of oxygen at the same time.

He took a deep breath, two hearts pumped at the same time, three lungs inhaled air and transferred oxygen at the same time, and the feeling of weakness was immediately relieved.

But this brief dullness had given the Green Heart a chance to beat again and disappear in place.

The next second it appeared in front of the High Priest, and bit down on his chest.

Yes, the green heart grew a sharp mouth like a ball of flesh, and bit the high priest's chest with a dead bite.

The High Priest trembled and tried to tear it away, but as soon as his hand touched it, his eyes became cloudy.

Silently, he gripped the green heart and pressed it into his chest.

The High Priest tore open his robes, his eyes covered his body, and pustules began to emerge from the surface of his skin like balls of flesh.

"A weak body, but it's better than nothing."

The high priest licked the pus from his arm and said to himself.

Then, his gaze looked past Lu Mingfei to the crown prince.

"Familiar taste, but with a lot of camouflage. Let me guess, who are you? ”

The High Priest said gloomily.

"Tezcatlipoca, you have become that monster, and you have to be resurrected with a human body, you are going back more and more as you live."

The prince scoffed.

"Aren't you still acting in the same way as a human being? Moreover, it is not a monster, it is a real high-level life, much more advanced than humans and dragons. ”

Tezcatlipoca retorted.

"Where did you dig up this antique?"

The prince asked.

"It was you, King. Why, after tens of thousands of years, you finally remembered to visit your old subordinates? ”

Texcatlipoca made a sudden realization, and pretended to salute.

"Come on, when did you ever admit that you were my subordinate? But just like Tanbhaturi, he protects himself under the banner of a king. ”

The prince scoffed at his fake model.

"Don't compare me to the kind of shit I have with the Devadari. It has been researching for so many years and has not been able to create an artificial dragon king, but I have found something greater than the dragon king. ”

Tezcatlipoca said in an unkind tone.

At the beginning, it was the same as Tanbhaturi, a well-known research madman in the dragon clan.

It's just that Tanbhaturi is obsessed with alchemy, and its research direction is the technology of the Lost Age.

One is obsessed with innovation, the other is obsessed with retro, and the two dragons have always been unprovoked.

If it weren't for the fact that he was busy with research and the monarchs on both sides were obstructing, he would have used physical methods to distinguish the academic high and low.

"This is the great creation you found? It turns you into a ball of flesh that doesn't even have a face, and you don't even have a sense of self. ”

The prince pointed to the heart that protruded from his chest.

"Weak creatures always have to pay a price for being transformed by advanced civilizations. And I've already laid out my backhand, and now I've evolved into a truly perfect creature. ”

Tezcatlipoca proudly raised his arm, and the pustule burst in large areas as he moved.

"If you're defining perfection as uglier than Deadpool, then congratulations, you've done it."

The prince said in disgust.

Although he didn't think the dragon clan was perfect, it was better than this appearance of drinking too much nuclear radiation water.

"After all this time, you are still so arrogant and full of prejudice."

Texcatlipoca shook his head regretfully.

"Okay, let's show you what perfection is."

As soon as his words fell, the whole person collapsed into an amorphous mass of flesh, flashing with a faint glimmer.

The Dragon Slaying Sword followed, but the meat mass split into two halves before it was slashed, making Lu Mingfei's attack ineffective.

He tried to pursue, but a terrifying burst of green light blinded him.

Then there was a wet touch on his legs, as if he had been licked by something.

Lu Mingfei swung his sword instinctively, but he slashed into the air.

When I opened my eyes again, the lump of flesh was already shrouded in a translucent light mask.

He immediately chased after him and swung his sword down, enough to split the armor of the chariot, but not enough to shake the light mask.

Even if Lu Mingfei's physical fitness was strong enough, the reaction force would have injured his muscles.

The lump of flesh let out a mocking "Taku-ta, Taku-ta" laugh, then corroded and digested the rock beneath it, then swelled and deformed.

After about half a minute, a figure almost as tall as Lu Mingfei appeared, and his face was shaped to look the same as Lu Mingfei's.

"It's a really good body, and there are some techniques that even I can't parse, so I just use other structures instead."

Tezcatlipoca looked at Lu Mingfei as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

"I didn't expect to meet three things that made me happy in one day, and even I had to believe that maybe there really was a goddess of luck."

The same handsome face showed an evil smile, and Chu Zihang's hairs stood on end.

And Lu Mingfei was simply angry, and it was undoubtedly a great shame for the alien to say heretical things in his face.

"Alien death!"

The Dragonslayer erupted in even more flames, slashing at Tezcatlipoca's skull.

As soon as the latter grasped it in the air, Xiangliu's tooth flew into his hand, blocking the dragon slaying sword.

The poison on the blade's body was gradually burned by the sacred fire, revealing the pale itself under the paintwork.

This poisonous blade turned out to be the same bone as the Sky Cloud Sword.

The swords intersected, and the bodies of the two shook at the same time, but neither of them would take a step back, and they fought together.

Tezcatlipoca looked at the palm of his hand, where the three most powerful fingers had been fractured.

After all, it is not the original demigod body, and the output is the same, but there is a significant gap in durability.

However, since it claims to be a perfect creature, this imposter naturally has its own advantages.

The cracked phalanges melted directly and reshaped, and by the time Lu Mingfei's second sword slashed, his fingers had grown again.

"See? King. This is truly eternal life, and your immortal body made of words and spirits is like a worm in comparison. ”

Tezcatlipoca laughed wildly, taunting the prince as he fended off Lu Mingfei's attack.

The prince stood aside and said nothing, he had already secretly used the Spirit of Words several times just now, but the Spirit Realm would be disintegrated into elemental turbulence as soon as it reached the side of Tezcatlipoca.

This is not the authority that a sub-generation should have, not even the four great monarchs.

The essence of the spirit of speech is to control the elements with will, so only the black king and the white king, who have the authority of the spirit, can arbitrarily cancel the spirit of the other dragons.

The Four Great Sovereigns can only cancel their own Speech Spirits, but they are exempt from the effects of most Speech Spirits.

That's why the proverb "The blood of every king ends with the sword" is popular, and Jörmungandr also has non-verbal skills like the "Eye of All Things".

And between the four great monarchs and the powerful sub-species, the simple physical gap is not a heavenly moat.

The current Teskatlipoca body has been strengthened to a high extent, and it comes with an upgraded version of the Spirit Precepts.

The black king is not out, the white king is dead, and the other first generations may not be able to beat him.

Fortunately, there is Lu Mingfei, a free thug, otherwise he might really capsize in the gutter this time.

What the hell did this guy dig up?

Two almost identical warriors, fighting selflessly on the white altar.

One is an imperial warrior who has fought in the galaxy for thousands of years, and the other is a perfect creature that has lived for tens of thousands of years.

However, even without looking at the weapons, bystanders can easily distinguish the identities of the two men.

Lu Mingfei's swordsmanship has a unique sense of rhythm, and while pursuing lethality, he also maintains the beauty of battle, just like an artist painting.

Tescatlipoca was much more brutal in his way of attacking, he had no regard for his own ways and did not have the decency of a warrior.

In order to be able to hurt Lu Mingfei, Tezcatlipoca could let the dragon sword penetrate his chest, and he took the opportunity to show his jagged teeth and bite Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Your sword is also interesting, it has no less power than the Ancestral Cells in it, but it's a pity that the amount is too small. Give it to me and I can let you go. ”

Texcatlipoca bit the air and whispered in Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Go and dream in hell, alien."

He drew his dragon-slaying sword and slashed off the desecrated creature's head with a single sword.

The Emperor's flames burned so brightly that they burned Tezcatlipoca's head to ashes.

But the parts of his body released green pus, drowning out the imperial flames.

(End of chapter)