He is the body of a dragon, and his goal is to evolve into a real dragon.

If there is Pudu Cihang's flesh and blood, it will definitely have a strong effect on his cultivation.

"However, I didn't expect that Zhu Yongqin would actually give up and make my Maoshan the state religion of the Ming Dynasty." Jiao 13 said.

"Huh." Wang Xiaohei smiled slightly and did not answer.

It is true that Wang Xiaohei was also extremely puzzled by the boycott of the two, and even thought that it was Zhu Yongqin's strategy to delay the army.

However, after thinking about it, he understood.

The current situation of Daming is very dangerous.

First of all, because of the large consumption of national transportation, there will be various extreme weather in Daming.

For example, heavy rainfall, such as drought, for example, earthquakes, typhoons, etc.

As soon as these disasters appeared, I was afraid that the people would have no livelihood and the peasants would revolt.

Coupled with the barbarian knocking, in this way, let alone restoring the national fortune, the Ming Dynasty will not perish, it is all good.

In this case, how could Zhu Yongqin continue to fight with Wang Xiaohei.

Although Wang Xiaohei only has the strength of a demon immortal temporarily, he is the same.

Therefore, Wang Xiaohei finally agreed to the boycott, and asked Zhu Yongqin to write a holy decree and let Zhu Yongqin make a guarantee.

Of course, there is no need to expect Zhu Yongqin to really let Maoshan go.

After the growth of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yongqin's strength will grow rapidly.

Among them, Xu Anjue and others are naturally included, and Wang Xiaohei and other Maoshan people are also the same

It's just that no matter how rapid the strength grows, the people of Maoshan will never be able to catch up with Zhu Yongqin and Xu Anjue and others.

So, now they're just safe for the time being.

Of course, Wang Xiaohei is also happy to see this, because . He's got a plug-in.

After chatting with Jiao 13 for a while, Jiao 13 asked to discuss with Wang Xiaohei.

He also wanted to see the power beyond the realm of the Demon Emperor.

When Wang Xiaohei heard this, he naturally agreed.

"It can't be used in the Dragon Palace, let's go to the outside world." Wang Xiaohei said.

"Hmm." Jiao Thirteen nodded.

"By the way, let's call everyone out, and let them all see the realm of demon immortals, which will help their cultivation in the future." Wang Xiaohei said again.

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

Jiao 13 immediately organized everyone in Maoshan.

Even some of the retreat people were shouted out, including the Ethereal Son, who was still in the stable realm.

Of course, Jiuxiao Zhenren didn't call him, this is a breakthrough in retreat, and he can't be disturbed.

A quarter of an hour later, a group of people appeared in a swamp ten miles away from Lake Takizawa.

The people of Maoshan stood on a cliff in the distance, which was very suitable as a viewing place.

"The power of the demon fairy, I am fortunate to see it today, and it is not in vain in this life." Ethereal Spirit's face flushed slightly, and it was difficult for his city to remain calm.

He used to be just a monk who was waiting to die, but now he has become a powerhouse of the Convergence Dao, and he is fortunate to see the power of the demon immortal level.

He set his eyes on Uncle Nine, all of this was caused by this junior, and he had already decided that the resources he would give to Uncle Nine in the future would be tilted again.

……

Wang Xiaohei and Jiao 13 were 100 meters apart and confronted each other.

Without waiting for the two sides to make a move, Wang Xiaohei's body suddenly changed.

Because of entering the Dragon Palace, he has already reduced his body size to the size of one zhang.

Now, the body has shrunk again.

When a certain level was reached, a standing figure appeared.

This figure was no different from a normal person, covered in black hair.

In the next second, the black hair faded, and a living person appeared in front of everyone.

Dressed in a black robe, about 1.85 meters tall, he looks relatively strong, and his appearance is not extremely handsome, but it is very attractive.

This appearance is exactly the appearance of Wang Xiaohei in his previous life, but it is much whiter, much stronger, and taller than when he was a human in his previous life.

At first glance, I don't think it's the same person, I just think that the two look a little similar.

At the time of the Demon Emperor, he was incomplete and ugly.

Now, the realm of demons and fairies can be perfectly transformed.

He can freely adjust his appearance, but Wang Xiaohei did not do this, but followed the appearance of the previous life.

After all, staring at an unfamiliar face, it always feels weird, and I still feel that my face is good.

Feeling the human body, I was still a little uncomfortable for a while, but I got used to it with just a breath.

After all, he used to be human too.

"Time is running out, you can shoot at will, after twenty breaths, I will make a move."

Wang Xiaohei said.

"Good!"

The moment the words fell, Jiao 13 had already appeared in front of Wang Xiaohei.

Such a terrifying movement speed is already comparable to teleportation.

Jiao Thirteen's fist smashed into Wang Xiaohei's chest.

A strong shock wave instantly swept away in all directions.

A large amount of silt was directly swept out, and the riverbed was directly exposed.

The people on the cliff in the distance were also affected.

The strong wind almost blew the weak disciple away.

Fortunately, the ethereal spirit made a timely move to protect the entire cliff.

"Such a strong defense, withstand my punch head-on, and actually unscathed." Jiao Thirteen was slightly surprised.

Speaking of which, Jiao Thirteen's magic powers are actually not the strongest.

His strongest is actually his own body, his own strength.

His punch, even if it is a strong person of the same level, does not dare to take it hard.

Wang Xiaohei dusted his chest and said lightly: "Go on, there are still eighteen breaths." ”

Jiao 13 reacted, punched again, and smashed over.

Immediately after that, the second, third, and fourth punches......

Countless fists smashed on Wang Xiaohei's body, and each punch was stronger than the previous punch.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaohei raised his hand and pinched Jiao Thirteen's fist.

"Hit someone, not in the face." Wang Xiaohei said.

All the fists were attacking his body, but this punch was smashed towards the bridge of his nose.

Although his nose will be fine, it will always be unpleasant to be slapped in the face.

Jiao Thirteen also withdrew his fist as soon as possible.

"It's the last five breaths." Wang Xiaohei reminded again.

Jiao 13 was silent, jumped up directly, and then directly changed back to his body.

A hundred-foot-long dragon.

"Aang!"

A dragon groan rang out.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a thick dragon tail carrying the power of Wan Jun, sweeping towards Wang Xiaohei.

This blow can be said to be his strongest blow.

The dragon body is also his strongest state, and he has condensed the strength of his whole body.

Wang Xiaohei still didn't dodge, and took the blow hard.

The aftermath of terror spread out, the earth cracked, and the earth shook.

Even the place where the onlookers of Maoshan stood was affected and collapsed directly.

Fortunately, the ethereal spirit son used the technique of soaring clouds and fog and brought everyone to the sky to survive.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a gust of wind whistled by, blowing away the smoke and dust in the sky.

The scene below is also revealed.

I don't know when, Wang Xiaohei has already grabbed Jiao Thirteen's tail.

"Twenty breaths, it's here, it's time for me to make a move." Wang Xiaohei said with a faint smile.

Without waiting for Jiao Thirteen to react,

Wang Xiaohei's right hand was forcefully raised high.

An irresistible force threw Jiao Thirteen's body into the air, and his entire body became extremely straight, soaring into the sky.

"Boom!"

Jiao Thirteen's body was slammed into the ground.

The earth cracked again.

This is not the end, Wang Xiaohei picked up Jiao Thirteen again and smashed it to the other side.

"Boom, boom!"

It was smashed more than 20 times in a row, and the earth was already full of holes.

The scales of Jiao Thirteen's mixed body also became tattered, and the whole body was dizzy, and he couldn't stay awake at all.

"You hit me twenty-five times, I hit you twenty-five times, it's a tie." Wang Xiaohei let go of Jiao Thirteen's tail.

The gap between the Demon Immortal and the Demon Emperor is still huge.

Even if Wang Xiaohei doesn't have immortal power, just relying on his own strength, he can beat Jiao Thirteen.

The people above the sky looked at Jiao Thirteen, who had no resistance, and they were extremely shocked.

The realm of demons and fairies is too powerful.

Even the ethereal spirit is extremely shocking.

Healing –

Wang Xiaohei waved his hand and performed a healing technique.

After a short time, I saw that Jiao Thirteen's injuries were all healed.

The head also cleared up.

Immediately reincarnate into a human form.

"The realm of demon immortals is too powerful." Jiao Thirteen had a wry smile on his face.

He was really beaten too badly just now, just look at the surrounding environment to understand.

"Don't slack off, our Maoshan is only temporarily safe, and in the future, Daming will definitely still take action against us."

"Let's work hard." Wang Xiaohei said.

The words fell, and Wang Xiaohei disappeared directly in place.

He returned to the Dragon Palace.

There was still a little time for the duration of the bloodline rage, and he needed to study the mysteries of the Demon Immortal Realm again.

At the same time, it is also necessary to prepare a lot of spiritual objects and food to get through the period of weakness.

He had a hunch that his weak state this time would definitely be more serious and more difficult to recover than when he was in the Demon King Realm.

……

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

Two months have passed.

Wang Xiaohei walked out of the retreat.

This time the state of weakness lasted for three days.

A drop of thousand-year-old spiritual milk can allow him to recover a small part, which can probably be reduced by about a day.

He didn't take it, but drank a lot of spiritual fluid, and the flesh and blood of the demon beast, so that the weak state that needed to be maintained for ten days was reduced to three days.

In the past two months, except for the first three days spent in weakness, the rest of the time was spent in the subtlety of the Demon Fairyland.

The hard work paid off, and this period of time also improved his cultivation and strength.

"The food in the Qiankun space has bottomed out, and it seems that we need to go out hunting and replenish our reserves."

"I've been in retreat for two months, and I don't know what's going on with the outside world." Wang Xiaohei muttered. (End of chapter)