Chapter 798 Who dares to touch my grandson? King Chen's shocking background
Everyone was watching this scene in shock. Facing King Chen, a former old Taoist priest actually chose to go all out, emerged from the black coffin, and regardless of the erosion of time, he burst out with his supreme killing skills.
The entire world was enveloped in bright yellow talismanic light, followed by a roar that shook a million horses.
Countless robbers fled like crazy.
When the roar ended, they turned around and saw that the giant dragon incarnated by King Chen was covered in blood and seriously injured. However, the old Taoist did not continue to attack, but retreated back into the black coffin, and an old and weak voice was heard.
"Adult True Dragon Power... ahem, I'm sorry for being so presumptuous. Senior is from that era... ahem, and survived."
"As for your affairs, the Heavenly Dao Association will no longer be involved. This Heavenly Secret Formation will serve as our apology."
After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, the black coffin flashed and disappeared into the sky, carrying with it the four deacons of the Tiandao Society.
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment. In the previous fight, he was actually at a disadvantage. An old Taoist priest, no matter how weak and decayed, could not be defeated by the power of a powerful person.
The other party seemed to recognize his own bloodline and seemed very wary.
"That's right. If someone had witnessed the might of a grown-up True Dragon during the Glorious Era, it would be natural for them to admit defeat. After all, they were beings on par with Earthly Immortals!"
"Does he think I'm a real dragon that's barely surviving in the long river of history?"
Jiang Chen muttered twice. When he felt the power in his body madly draining away, he didn't dare to think any more. To maintain such a state, the consumption was extremely terrifying. If it weren't for the power provided by the Qianshi Immortal Jade and the Earth Yuan Pearl, his transformation into a demon would have been forcibly stopped after the previous attack.
"brush"
With a move of his body, he appeared in front of the Penglai Immortal Slave at a speed more terrifying than an iron pillar.
This time, the other party finally panicked: "No! You can't kill me! I am a servant of the immortal. If you kill me, Penglai will not let you go...㹏Shang, save me! Save me!"
As he shouted, an incomparably terrifying aura slowly revived within Penglai, causing strange phenomena to appear in all directions of heaven and earth. Blood-colored Dao patterns appeared in the air, and the sea surface began to turn a deep crimson...
Jiang Chen didn't care and just opened his bloody mouth.
A handful of blood mist exploded, and a top-level powerful person was killed. Even his remaining soul was swallowed by him. There was no possibility of resurrection. All his trump cards were invalid. He was deader than dead!
Tiezhu on the side stared at the scene, his eyes almost turned into stars, his tongue hanging out wildly, his mouth wide open, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, he was breathing heavily, so excited that he couldn't control himself.
"Ha...ha~ha~, ah! Ah! Dad, you are so good at hiding it. I knew it, I knew it. It's a big story, a big story!"
"Ahahaha, hehehe, haha~"
"Zhu Zi, I have a real dragon father, no... the Dragon King! That's not right, the Ancestral Dragon father, then wouldn't I be the ancestor of dragons? Hahahahahaha~~"
It couldn't stop laughing, and it jumped up, flying around Jiang Chen non-stop, nudging his paws with its head, and excitedly said, "Dad! Dad! When you die, can you let me inherit this Ancestral Dragon body?"
Jiang Chen raised his hand and wanted to slap it, but at this moment he felt a sense of powerlessness, and his demonic state ended prematurely. He instantly regained his human form, but lost all his strength. His face was pale and thin, as if he had been beaten by a witch for three days and three nights, and his blood was almost dried up.
Tiezhu quickly carried him on his head, dangling him in the air, humming "clang clang clang" to himself, just short of a song.
"Stop, stop shaking. Do you want to get your father killed?" Jiang Chen shouted weakly.
Tiezhu then stopped, glanced upwards, and put on an apologetic smile.
"How can you say that? Dad, you're too weak. Revealing your true form is like taking your life. In my opinion, you might be too old. This power should be controlled by me, Zhuzi..."
Jiang Chen didn't want to pay any attention to this lazy guy. While holding the fairy jade and the earth bead to restore his strength, he looked up and stared at the front.
The blood color around them became increasingly intense; the sky, the sea, and even the air were completely immersed in a blood-red hue.
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