Chapter 2006

The Mighty Dragon Lord

"It's Xue Li?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man nailed to the ground by the sword, causing an uproar.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At the same time, figures were thrown out of the Tower of Babel.

They were all Xue Li's subordinates. Although they didn't die, their dantians were crushed by Zhuowen. If they wanted to recover, they would have to pay a high price.

"You … Who are you?" Xue Li was shocked and angry at the same time.

Xiao Hei sat on the sword's hilt, crossing his legs. He glanced at Xue Li and said happily, "You don't even know this Dragon Lord's name?

What a country bumpkin. "

Xue Li's eyes narrowed. He stared at Xiao Hei with fear and said in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"You don't even know our Dragon Lord? You're so ignorant!

Listen carefully. Our Dragon Lord is a noble member of the Dragon Clan. His strength is monstrous. How can a mortal like you understand? "

The Blood Immortal Sword appeared beside Xiao Hei and said arrogantly. His tone was as if he was superior and they were all mortals.

The Blood Immortal's tone was very arrogant, which scared many cultivators around. Even Xue Li was stunned.

The Dragon Clan was famous in the starry sky. They were one of the strongest clans in the starry sky. Whether it was bloodline or strength, they were far superior to the Human Clan.

Although there were dragons in the Heavenly Armor Continent, they weren't real dragons. They were just powerful Primordial Beasts. There was a big difference between them and the real Dragon Clan.

In contrast to Devour, the Dragon Clan had a good reputation in the eight heavens. The Dragon Clan represented nobility and strength. Many cultivators even worshiped them.

Now, the weapon spirit of the Blood Immortal Sword said that Xiao Hei was a noble member of the Dragon Clan. This made many cultivators suspicious.

"The Dragon Clan!

The Dragon Clan hasn't appeared in the Heaven Realm for a long time. Could it really be the Dragon Clan? "

"It's not possible.

It's just Xiao Hei. How does it look like a Dragon Clan? "

"Lower your voice, this artifact spirit is not to be trifled with …"

Whispers could be heard from the surrounding cultivators. Even Xue Li sneered and said, "Dragon Clan?

That's a high and mighty noble race. Do you think it's possible for you to do that? "

"Little Blood Disciple, slap him fifty times!" Xiao Hei said calmly.

The Blood Immortal let out a flattering laugh, and immediately slapped Xue Li in the face. She didn't hold back at all.

"How dare you question Master Dragon. Now, Master Dragon will show you my dragon aura!" Blood Immortal said arrogantly.

Swish! Swish!

In an instant, numerous gazes landed on Xiao Hei, who was seated on the sword hilt. Many of the surrounding cultivators began to stir.

It had been a long time since the Dragon Clan had appeared in the Heaven Domain. These cultivators had only heard of the existence of the Dragon Clan in legends.

Although Xiao Hei didn't look like a Dragon Clan member, they still hoped that Xiao Hei could really show off his dragon aura.

Facing the gazes, Xiao Hei stood proudly. His little tail was wagging around unconsciously, and he looked like he was lonely at the top.

"Dragon aura?

Hmph … "Xiao Hei sneered disdainfully.

"Could it be that this guy is really a Dragon Clan member? His aura is quite extraordinary!"

Everyone was shocked. They stared at Xiao Hei, and they were surprised and doubtful.

"What's a mere dragon aura? Master Dragon will show his true form and let you all worship him." Xiao Hei sneered again. His acting was as real as possible.

"Hiss!

He's going to show his true form?

This guy is serious. Maybe we really misunderstood him. "The surrounding cultivators were in an uproar.

Even Xue Li, who was nailed to the ground by the Thunder Fire Sword, was surprised and doubtful. He was obviously stunned by Xiao Hei's aura.

"Master Dragon is mighty. His divine power is boundless. He is invincible and undefeatable. True Gods and Void Gods are all trash!"

The Blood Immortal was a bootlicker. When Xiao Hei was about to show off, she immediately flattered him shamelessly.

Xiao Hei took a deep breath and suddenly jumped up. An earth-shaking dragon roar suddenly resounded and spread across the entire sky.

Everyone was shocked. This dragon roar was extremely powerful and deafening. It completely stunned everyone present.

Then, Xiao Hei jumped up and turned into a black dragon that was hundreds of thousands of feet long.

The black dragon had three pairs of dragon wings on its back. Its black and cold dragon scales were shining and reflecting a ferocious white light.

A terrifying pressure suddenly pressed down. This pressure didn't have any real power, but it made all the cultivators feel as if they were facing a powerful superior.

It was as if the huge black dragon floating in the sky was a supreme existence. This was the suppression of bloodline.

"It's actually the Dragon Clan. I didn't see it wrong. This dragon's aura is really powerful!"

Instantly, countless cultivators in the surroundings showed excitement and reverence. They raised their heads and looked at the huge black dragon that was hovering in the sky.

"How is this possible?" Xue Li spat out a mouthful of blood. His heart was filled with fear.

The black-clothed Zhuowen silently stood at the entrance of the Heaven Reaching Tower. He looked at Xiao Hei who was still showing off and sighed in his heart.

This terrifying pressure wasn't released by Xiao Hei. It was released by the black-clothed Zhuowen.

After all, Devour was a powerful race in the starry sky. It was an existence that wasn't weaker than the Dragon Clan. Its pressure was enough to intimidate all the cultivators.

The reason why Xiao Hei did this was mainly to intimidate the cultivators on the eleventh floor.

These cultivators couldn't advance any further and didn't want to return to the tenth floor. That was why they gathered near the Heaven Reaching Tower. Xue Li being defeated by Zhuowen would inevitably cause these cultivators to crazily rush into the Heaven Reaching Tower. At that time, the situation would be difficult to control.

Xiao Hei proposed this rotten idea. He wanted to use the gimmick of the Dragon Clan to intimidate everyone.

"I don't know if Xiao Hei's idea is good or bad …" Zhuowen rubbed his head and said helplessly.

The black dragon disappeared and turned back into Xiao Hei. The terrifying pressure also receded like the tide.

Xiao Hei crossed his legs and sat on the sword hilt. He said to the surrounding cultivators, "Since you know that this Dragon Lord is from the Dragon Clan, don't you want to take out something to show your respect to this Dragon Lord?

Of course, this Dragon Lord only needs refining materials. This Dragon Lord doesn't need anything else. "

"I have Black Flame Crystals here!"

"I have Red White Flashing Rocks!"

"I have …"

Instantly, all the cultivators eagerly offered up all the refining materials they had on them.

Xiao Hei didn't reject any of them. He put all the refining materials into his Spirit Ring and let the Blood Immortal keep them.

"Not bad, not bad!

This Dragon Lord is very happy that you are able to give me so many materials! "Xiao Hei said with satisfaction.

"My Lord, I heard that the Dragon Clan has a powerful talent called Rain from the Heavens. It is said that the Rain from the Heavens can remove the impurities and hidden diseases in a cultivator's body. It can also make a cultivator's aptitude close to perfection.

Suddenly, an excited voice came from the crowd. Then, it received everyone's approval.

"That's right!

I've also heard that the Dragon Race has the innate ability of rain from the heavens. A long time ago, a great Dragon God once sent down this kind of rain from the eight heavens. Many cultivators were blessed by it. "

Cheers came from the crowd.

"Uh … Rain from the Heavens?

What is that? "

Xiao Hei murmured. He looked a little embarrassed. Fortunately, his voice was soft, so the people around him didn't hear it clearly.

"Lord Dragon God, please give us Rain from the Heavens!"

Everyone was excited. They all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison. They even called him Lord Dragon God.

"Dragon Lord, it seems like we have gone too far!" The Blood Immortal's legs were shaking. She whispered to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He looked down at the fanatical crowd and knew that he had gone too far this time.

"Everyone, calm down. This Dragon Lord will use Rain from the Heavens immediately. You all wait outside. I need to prepare in the Tower of Babel!"

With that, Xiao Hei ran into the Tower of Babel as if he was escaping.

Xiao Hei quickly sent a message to Zhuowen. "Kid, hurry up and enter the Tower of Babel. We can't stay here. Otherwise, we will be beaten up."

Zhuowen looked at Xiao Hei speechlessly and sighed. He knew that this guy was extremely unreliable. Now that he had failed to show off, he could only run away.

Thinking of this, Zhuowen came to the center of the tower. There was a flight of stairs there.

The flight of stairs looked transparent, but it could be felt.

Zhuowen put away the Thunder Fire Sword and stepped on the stairs. Then, a strong pressure hit him.

Unfortunately, Zhuowen's divine sense was much stronger than the pressure of the stairs. He climbed up the stairs step by step.

Moreover, Zhuowen realized that every time he climbed up a flight of stairs, he felt as if he had climbed a thousand meters. After ten flights of stairs, the hall at the bottom of the tower could no longer be seen.

Xiao Hei said slowly, "The cultivators who enter the Tower of Babel will be assigned an independent space. So, after you climb up the Tower of Babel, you won't meet anyone else. You also don't have to be afraid of those people chasing after us."

Zhuo Wen rolled his eyes fiercely. Most of the time, this fellow was incapable of accomplishing anything and was good at ruining things. Zhuo Wen couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.

As he climbed up the stairs step by step, Zhuowen found that the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Moreover, this pressure was specifically targeted at his divine sense.

Zhuowen's divine sense was too strong, so this pressure was nothing in his eyes.

After walking for about half a day, Zhuowen took a step forward. A thunderous sound came from his feet, and then Zhuowen stepped out of the stairs.

Zhuowen looked around and found that he was still in the same hall. However, the hall was empty. In the center of the hall, there was still a flight of stairs leading up.

"Continue to go up!"

Zhuowen continued to step out, and climbed up the stairs. The pressure on this flight of stairs was much stronger than the pressure on the eleventh floor.

After a while, Zhuowen climbed up to the thirteenth floor. Moreover, Zhuowen found that his divine sense also grew stronger as he climbed up the stairs.

When he reached the fifteenth floor, Zhuowen finally felt the pressure. He stood on the stairs leading to the sixteenth floor, and his eyes flickered.

"Maybe I should go to Devilfall Valley. Moreover, the fifteenth floor is already the limit of my divine sense!"