There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

The Polar Thunder Dragon is truly gifted.

This ferocious beast inherited the power of its father and was nurtured in the evil veins of the earth for ten thousand years. Whether in terms of background or inheritance, it is considered to be top-notch among pure-blooded ferocious beasts.

If you can hold yourself back for a while and practice for a few more years, there is no need to worry about not being able to become powerful.

But he just can't control his animal greed!

This may also be the innate defect of the ferocious beast!

In the early stages, before growing up, no matter how talented one is, it is difficult to control the animal nature.

"Now that the Demon Ridge Mountains are no longer holding us back, how can we fish in troubled waters?"

The burly man in black robe felt a headache.

At the same time, he glanced at the gem in his hand that was covered with spider webs, with heartache and helplessness in his eyes.

This time, the bipolar thunder dragon failed to rescue him, but instead sacrificed himself.

His natal magic weapon, the Yellow Throat Pearl in his hand, was damaged, and his physical body was also shattered. In the future, he might only be able to follow the path of ancestral spirits and burn incense to nourish his spirit.

Incense nourishes the spirit, which is even more bizarre than the path of cultivation in the wilderness.

Not only is it easier to become alienated and degenerate, but there are also many disasters.

The burly man in black robe couldn't understand where the Fire God Ancestor came from and why he was so powerful!

“And the treasure in the last ray of purple light was actually able to shatter the Yellow Throat Pearl formed from the essence of the innate ferocious beast. It’s truly too astonishing!

I wonder where that thing came from?"

The burly man in black robe thought of the introductions of the precious treasures of various sects, but none of them matched!

His yellow-throat bead is no ordinary treasure.

Its miraculous uses are not inferior to any other treasures of any sect.

Thinking of the last scene of the purple light approaching him, the burly man in black robe still had some residual horror on his face.

That treasure seems to be specially designed to break through the divine realm, and its gravity is unparalleled!

Anyone hit will die!

Fortunately, he made the decision early and escaped with his soul, otherwise his body and soul would have been smashed into meat patties.

"Let them handle this matter. We can't let this Fire God Ancestor go!"

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, the burly man in black robe felt a little lost, and his soul turned into a mountain wind and left towards the depths of the Demon Ridge Mountains.

…

Duanfang City

Duan Fangming was leading a group of monks from the Duan Fang clan in a bloody battle. His body was covered with the remains and blood of ferocious beasts. His body turned into a huge storm and flowed in the void, moving swiftly and rapidly.

The storm swept through, and an extremely huge tornado column formed in the center of Duanfang City, blowing away the clouds and obscuring the stars.

Many ferocious beasts were swept up and thrown into the violent gale of divine power, turning into scattered meat paste.

When the cultivators from the Duanfang clan around them noticed that the ferocious beasts above their heads were retreating, they slowly dispersed the breeze or black wind that was protecting their bodies and looked around in astonishment.

At this moment, there was still a look of shock on his face.

Although the fighting was very short, they also caused huge losses. Many monks from the Duanfang clan were drowned alive by the horde of ferocious beasts and their bodies were torn to pieces.

In the void, Duan Fangming looked much better. He felt relieved as he looked at the changes above his head. There were too many beasts, and he alone could not support the Duan Fang clan, young and old. If he tried to hold on by force, he would be exhausted to death!

But his eyes were still gazing at the figure in the sky that looked like the bright sun, and his heart was still shaking.

"The Fire God Patriarch's strength is so well hidden that he even killed the king of the ferocious beasts?"

Duan Fangming was truly shocked.

He had once sensed the terrifying evil of that bipolar thunder dragon from a close distance!

He was no match for the opponent at all and could only rely on reducing his presence as much as possible. In addition, the ferocious beast was entangled by other powerful men, so he escaped.

The mysterious ancestor of the God of Fire fought and killed the polar thunder dragon head-on.

“…”

Duan Fangming's mind raced with thoughts. He glanced at the many cultivators outside the city and immediately shouted, "Senior Fire God has slain the ferocious beast, the Polar Thunder Dragon. The calamity of the ferocious beasts in the Demon Ridge Mountains has been resolved. Senior, your merits are immeasurable!"

"Long live the ancestor!"

Following Duan Fangming's shout, several elders of the Duan Fang clan behind him instantly understood and immediately called on their clansmen to shout.

"Great might of the ancestor! Long live the senior!"

Overwhelming shouts rang out from the top of the city. If someone didn't know him, they might have thought that the great cultivator Fanxu in the scorching sun had some close connection with the Duanfang clan.

Everyone's face is red and their neck is thick!

Although they didn't know why, many monks outside the city who had escaped death immediately joined in the cheering. As the saying goes, the more courtesy you show, the less blame you will receive, so it would definitely be no big deal if they joined in the shouting.

As these monks shouted, the name of the Fire God Ancestor resounded throughout the area for a while. It can be predicted that as these monks left, the name of the Fire God Ancestor would probably be circulated in this area for a long time.

In the void, Lu Zhong glanced down and raised his eyebrows.

He had never intended to be so high-profile.

But what does what the Fire God did have to do with him, the Holy Son Lu Zhong?

What’s wrong with accepting these titles!

He glanced at the stupid black-blooded Qilin that was burying its head like an ostrich, and ignored it. He then lowered his divine body and headed towards Duanfang City calmly.

At the same time, Lu Zhong noticed the regeneration and changes in the gray stone in his body. As the two polar thunder dragons were killed by him, an invisible layer of disaster in the void was contained by the gray stone, and the gray state was changing.

But the changes have not yet ended.

The invisible disaster in the void is endless.

The length of the calamity was beyond Lu Zhong's imagination.

…

After returning to Duanfang City, Lu Zhong was warmly welcomed by the Duanfang clan and some surrounding monks. After Lu Zhong dealt with them briefly, he left the enthusiastic crowd to Duan Fangming.

Duan Fangming naturally enjoyed it very much.

He was eager to confirm the fact that the Fire God Ancestor was the elder and backer of the Duanfang clan!

With such a great god in charge of the Duanfang clan, the Duanfang clan can at least breathe a sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of the host's advantage, he simply held a grand banquet to entertain monks from all over the world who came to kill the ferocious beast, and also to bring fame to the declining Duanfang family.

Lu Zhong understood this clearly.

Since Duan Fangming wanted to borrow his name, Lu Zhong was not stingy and directly "lent" it to him.

But if you borrow something, you must return it!

If Duan Fangming couldn't come up with a satisfactory 'answer' later, he naturally wouldn't mind taking it all back.

…

Lu Zhong built a large hall and cleaned up the harvest at the same time.

This time he gained a lot from killing the two polar thunder dragons.

In addition to the essence, blood and precious bones of several powerful beasts, the biggest gain was the change of the gray stone.

Later, as the gray stone recovered and swallowed the disaster, it gave Lu Zhong a small surprise.

Deep in his soul, a divine pattern similar to the divine pattern of the Flame God merged from the gray stone into the depths of Lu Zhong's soul, transforming into a faint shadow.

"Gaining the authority of a Tribulation Apostle? You can use the gray stone to absorb a small amount of Tribulation Energy from your body, ensuring that you won't be deceived by it!"

"Or perhaps use the power of the Jiesha Messenger to transform the Jiesha body?!"