"Killing me is the same as saving me …"
The Demon Dragon that was charging over was repeating this sentence to Long Chen all the time!
Long Chen couldn't do it, so he could only dodge the other party's attacks.
However, his heart was filled with hatred and hot-bloodedness. The Demonic Dragon Palace Master definitely hated his current state. Perhaps to him, he was already prepared to die, but he never thought that he would end up like this. To this proud and aloof old fellow, he had become the thing he hated the most. This was a humiliation, and also a blasphemy to him.
This City Lord of the Wronged was really ruthless!
The Demonic Dragon Palace Lord, who had completely lost his mind and was attacking Long Chen in a frenzy, caused the blood in Long Chen's body to boil. He stared at the other party, and finally, under the agonizing pleas of the Purple-Blood Demonic Dragon, Long Chen's body shook and transformed. From a tiny human, he instantly soared into the sky, and a blood-colored mist spread out. In a short instant, a blood-colored divine dragon soared into the sky and coiled in the sky. It was also tens of thousands of meters long, comparable to the Purple-Blood Demonic Dragon.
A divine dragon that was so purple that it was almost black, and a blood-colored divine dragon, both fierce dragons, were currently facing each other in the sky. The Demon Dragon Palace Master's consciousness was gradually drowned, and Long Chen could only hear the other party's angry roars interspersed with pleas for Long Chen to kill him. Perhaps letting him die was the best hope …
If there had been any other choice, Long Chen would never have chosen to kill him.
After all, he was the Demon Dragon Palace Master and an old man that Long Chen admired. He was willing to go to the Eternal Hell to die for him …
Becoming a puppet was eternal life for some people, but for the Demon Dragon Palace Master, it was a disgrace and a pain that couldn't be washed away!
When the emotions accumulated to the extreme, the blood-colored divine dragon in the sky let out an incomparably angry roar. Long Chen couldn't control his body, which was already burning to the extreme, as he pounced towards the huge Purple-Blood Demon Dragon!
Two ten-thousand-meter-long divine dragons clashed fiercely in the sky. This scene could be said to shock the world, but only Mo Xiaolang and the City Lord of the Wronged could really see it.
Back in the City of the Wronged, the magistrate of the Wronged burst out laughing. "This is going to be spectacular! Even in the Eternal God Domain, people would want to watch a fight between two dragons. It's too bad you're too weak to unleash the true might of a divine dragon.... Furthermore, your bloodlines are too weak!"
The City Lord of the Wronged did not know that the low grade bloodline he spoke of was actually the most ancient and terrifying dragon bloodline in the world.
What Long Chen could not stand the most was the City Lord of the Wronged's mocking smile.
"Kill me!
Long Chen!
I beg you, please kill me! "
The Demon Dragon Palace Master's pleas kept reverberating in his mind. Every time Long Chen attacked, the anger in his heart would grow. If he had any other choice, he definitely wouldn't have attacked the Demon Dragon Palace Master!
He was fighting an elder he respected, and the Demon Dragon Palace Master was just waiting for Long Chen to make a fool of himself.
Long Chen was clear in his heart that to the Demon Dragon Palace Master, death was the best release. Although it pained his heart, at this point, Long Chen no longer had a path of retreat!
The Primordial Blood Spirit Dragon in the sky was the emperor that all dragons worshipped. Even if the Purple-Blood Demon Dragon had forgotten some of his draconic might after the transformation of the City Lord of the Wronged, the fear it felt for Long Chen would never disappear!
Roar!
The Purple-Blood Demon Dragon, which had been baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, was actually forced back several hundred meters by Long Chen's roar. It looked at Long Chen with unease, no longer as ready to fight to the death as before!
"Trash, charge!" The City Lord of the Wronged's angry voice rang out.
The Purple-Blood Demon Dragon roared once more, his entire body burning with purple flames. This was the burning of the Grandmist Purple Blood. His strength increased, and his eyes were gradually covered in purple flames. At this moment, the Demon Dragon Palace Lord's will had completely disappeared from the Purple-Blood Demon Dragon's body. The only thing left was the City Lord of the Wronged's consciousness!
With another roar, the gigantic divine dragon covered the sky and ground as it charged towards Long Chen once more!
The Purple Blood Demonic Dragon's tail moved, and the wind and clouds changed.
Its abdomen expanded violently. When it got close to Long Chen, it spat out a mouthful of Grandmist Purple Qi. In an instant, a long river rushed towards Long Chen like a huge beast. This Grandmist Purple Qi was the same divine ability that the Purple-Blood Demon Dragon had, which was equivalent to the Void Refinement realm demon dragon. The destructive power of the Grandmist Purple Qi was extremely terrifying. It could be said to be indestructible. If Long Chen was hit by it, his entire body would probably explode!
What Long Chen could see was the strong unwillingness in the Demon Dragon Palace Lord's heart when he used this move. His anger and his desperate roar could only be heard inside the Purple-Blood Demon Dragon's body.
"Scum!"
Long Chen could no longer hold back the anger in his heart. This' scum 'was meant for the City Lord of the Wronged, but he was overestimating him. After all, the City Lord was not dead at all.
Insults and taunts were useless weapons. With so much anger accumulated in his heart, he could only vent it all by ruthlessly defeating the other party!
"Illusion Bubble Shadow!"
The Void Eon Dragon's Connate Daoist Technique was unleashed, and a torrent of ripples collided with the purple-blood demonic dragon's Primordial Mist Purple Cloud. Although this was a mystique of the other party, it was all for naught in the face of the Time Decomposition Technique. The Primordial Mist Purple Cloud crumbled in front of Long Chen's eyes. Then, under the sweep of Long Chen's Dream Bubble Shadow, it overtook the purple-blood demonic dragon!
At the same time, Long Chen's huge body turned, and with the power of Illusory Shadow, a huge dragon claw stretched out. In the middle of the dragon claw, a blood-red mark appeared. It was the Slaughter Dragon Seal!
When Illusionary Mirage and Slaughter Dragon Seal were used together, it showed Long Chen's determination!
The Primordial Mist Purple Cloud carried the power of Illusionary Shadow, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the purple-blood demonic dragon's body. At that moment, the purple-blood demonic dragon was incomparably gratified. The Demon Dragon Palace Lord's consciousness was awakened once again. With the last shred of his consciousness, he let Long Chen's Illusion Bubble Shadow hit him!
The Illusion Bubble Shadow hit the Demon Dragon Palace Lord's body without any resistance, causing a large part of his body to crumble!
Long Chen had already used a ruthless attack. This was a devastating blow, but Long Chen didn't hear a single scream from the purple-blood demonic dragon. He understood that the other party definitely didn't want his weak screams to affect his attack!
"Die!"
Long Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and his body trembled. He was sure that he knew what he was doing. He had no regrets in this attack. It was better to let the Demon Dragon Palace Lord off now. Otherwise, if the City Lord of the Wronged led the Demon Dragon Palace Lord to attack his compatriots in the future, he believed that the Demon Dragon Palace Lord would be even more heartbroken!
It was better to get the pain over with.
The Massacre Dragon Seal mercilessly hit the Demon Dragon Palace Lord's head!
The purple-blood demonic dragon, who was originally under the attack of the Illusion Bubble Shadow, was bombarded by Long Chen's Massacre Dragon Seal. Its 10,000-meter-long body began to turn into narrow particles and began to crumble. The huge divine dragon body actually slowly dissipated into the air.
"Good boy, thank you …"
The Demon Dragon Palace Lord's last words echoed in Long Chen's ears.
Long Chen was dumbfounded by his words.
He looked at the flying debris and thought of the Demon Dragon Palace Lord's tenacity when he walked into the City Lord of the Wronged. He thought of Long Xing's madness when he heard the news of his death. He thought of the purple-blood demonic dragon's struggle, and he thought of the Demon Dragon Palace Lord's relaxed tone when he was finally freed.
This old man had left a deep impact on Long Chen's life.
The flying debris proved that a person had once come to this world, but there were traces of him quickly disappearing.
Long Chen's 10,000-meter-long divine dragon body turned into human form. His tiny body was simply nothing compared to the sinister and huge City Lord of the Wronged.
But!
Hatred and anger replaced everything in Long Chen's heart. He could barely suppress his anger, but he also understood that his opponent this time was the City Lord of the Wronged, a terrifying prisoner of the Realm of the Gods. If he lost his reason and drowned in anger and hatred, it would be tantamount to his failure.
He clenched his fists tightly until Mo Xiaolang came to his side.
"Big Brother, don't be sad. I believe that this will be his best hope.
I heard his request. "Mo Xiaolang lowered his head and said solemnly.
"It's fine. Let's move forward!" The blood in Long Chen's eyes gradually dimmed.
Death was the end, and no one could stop it.
"You actually lost. What a useless thing." The City Lord of the Wronged's disgusted voice sounded.
"You want to die? But I don't want you to die. I want you to be my vanguard, to use your sinful hands to stain the blood of the human world. I want to stain your soul with blood. When that time comes, I want to see if you can still be as heroic as you are today …"
The City Lord of the Wronged's words ignited the anger in Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang's hearts once again.
Only then did they remember that the City Lord of the Wronged's ghosts were all immortal. Even a powerful creature like the Purple Blood Demon Dragon could not die?
One had to know that this Purple Blood Demon Dragon was definitely much stronger than Ye Futu and Tian Yuanzi!
At this time, the countless pieces of debris in front of Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang condensed into the shape of the Demon Dragon Palace Lord. He was in human form, but his body was covered in black gas. His face was strange, and his eyes were empty. The tongue that occasionally stuck out was shocking and terrifying.
He stared at Long Chen with a sinister gaze.
"Alright, the performance is over. Bring them in," the City Lord of the Wronged ordered.
The Demon Dragon Palace Lord flashed to the side and gestured for Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang to enter.
Who would have thought that after fighting for so long, it would still be for naught. The Demon Dragon Palace Lord was still not free …
And the final battle was about to begin?
Long Chen gathered his courage and exchanged a look with Mo Xiaolang. The two youths walked towards the inner parts of the City of the Wronged.
Since they were going to fight to the death, then they would fight to the end.
… …
Today was the third hour.