A burly man with thick limbs and tiger skin walked out. The voice just now was from him.

He looked at He Chuan from head to toe with disdain.

"Heavenly Turtle Dragon General." The featherman introduced.

He Chuan nodded at the other party, but the other party did not respond.

"He looks ordinary." A flood dragon with horns on its head flew over.

"Rhinoceros Commandant, Xi Xiang." The featherman introduced.

As the Crown Prince of Imperial Dragon Mountain, these people were his subordinates. Their cultivation levels were extraordinary and their bloodlines were powerful.

He Chuan didn't say anything. The dragons snorted. If they couldn't stand anything, they'd fight, even if they lost, it was more worthy of respect than being a coward.

But he didn't care. Instead, he looked at the flood dragon mutants.

He had never even heard of the species.

However, this true dragon was so hungry that it could even kill a rhinoceros and a turtle.

Could it be that they had a real dragon in their hands?

A thought flashed through his mind. Although the possibility was slim, it was not impossible.

The dragon race was a strictly organized race with distinct ranks. True dragons had their names in their genealogy and their bloodline origins.

The disappearance of every True Dragon would attract the attention of the higher-ups of the dragon clan. It was impossible for ordinary people to enslave True Dragons silently.

However, if it was done strictly, it could also succeed.

Cultivators valued benefits. As long as there were enough benefits, there was nothing they couldn't take risks.

He did not have any channels. Otherwise, he would have wanted to capture a True Dragon to suppress the Beiyin Mountain.

He Chuan sat on the featherman carriage.

"Featherman Brother, the Daoist friends from Imperial Dragon Mountain seem to have some opinions about me." He Chuan said doubtfully.

He did not provoke these people, if he did not know the feathermen, he would have killed them all.

"They're not targeting you, Fellow Daoist. They're targeting all outsiders." The featherman cupped his hands and explained, the dragon race was naturally proud, the flood dragon was the same.

They respected martial arts and respected the strong, especially those who had unparalleled physical strength.

Regardless of status and background, the only way to gain respect was through force.

"They want to have a spar with you, not because they're targeting you. Imperial Dragon Mountain doesn't prohibit martial arts and advocates sparring. Even if you lose, you won't become enemies." The featherman continued.

"So it's a custom. I'm a little itching for some skills. I'll have to trouble Brother to arrange it." Thinking of this, He Chuan looked at the featherman,

"Fellow Daoist, as the Palace Lord, why bother with a child?" The feathermen thought He Chuan had a problem with the green clothed youth.

"No." He Chuan shook his head.

"Heavenly Turtle Dragon General? I'll arrange it now." The featherman followed his gaze.

The mother species of the Heavenly Turtle Flood Dragon was the Heavenly Giant Turtle.

This turtle was as big as land, it had immense strength, it was the Immortal Venerable cultivator under the featherman, the future pillar of the group.

He had known He Chuan for a long time, but he had never seen the cultivation of the Reincarnation Palace's Master. He had only heard this person could take down a God Realm expert.

"Wrong, not him."

"Then who is it?"

"Everyone outside." He Chuan's shocking words were not to show off and slap the face. It had been a long time since he had used the Yellow Spring Emperor Dragon's true body to fight the enemy. His claws were almost rusty.

"What boldness! I'll arrange it immediately." The featherman told everyone his request.

"Too arrogant. Please allow me to fight him one-on-one." The green-robed youth said angrily.

"Can you beat an Immortal Venerable?" Bull's words made everyone laugh.

The Heavenly Turtle Dragon's face was as dark as water. It was obvious that the other party looked down on them.

"I want to fight him one-on-one." the Heavenly Turtle Dragon said.

"Kill him!" Everyone seemed to have found their backbone.

"Either he fights you guys alone, or you guys fight him alone." The featherman shook his head and said Chu Hechuan's conditions.

"Don't attack later!" The Heavenly Turtle Dragon's eyes flickered.

Dragon race body refinement cultivators were invincible in the same realm.

There was a Golden Peak Dragon Palace between the eyebrows of the Imperial Dragon Mountain Range.

In the study room, there was a person with an imposing appearance beside the table, he had a long beard under his chin, he had an extraordinary bearing, he looked like a middle-aged featherman.

The graceful woman grinded the ink with her bare hands, adding fragrance to her red sleeves.

It was noisy outside, disturbing the man's peace.

"Hong Niang, go and check what's going on." The man frowned.

"Min'er's subordinate is sparring with an outsider." Hong Niang moved her steps lightly and quickly returned.

"Who is it?"

"The children are playing, so I didn't ask."

Yu Shengtian ignored it.

Their bloodline was called the Feather Dragon. It was a combination of a true dragon and a phoenix. It was not a low-level flood dragon.historical

Mutants couldn't be judged based on their bloodline alone. The Nine Yin Candles Dragon, the Winged Dragon, and other Mutated Dragons were even stronger than True Dragons.

Yu Shengtian here has the vein and the ancestral bloodline.

In today's world, no dragon species could be compared to them. In the near future, the Feather Dragon's bloodline would resound throughout the myriad worlds.

The earth shook.

The ink dripped onto the Xuan paper, destroying the excellent calligraphy.

"The Juniors are getting too much. I will go out and teach them a lesson," Hong Niang said with her beautiful eyebrows.

"Wait!" Yu Shengtian stretched out his hand to stop him.

A powerful and unfamiliar aura came from afar.

"What kind of dragon is so domineering and ferocious?" Yu Shengtian was shocked.

Just now, he felt a very powerful dragon's might.

He had thought that it was his son or some elder who had made a move, but after thinking about it carefully, it was not right.

The dragon's might was incomparably overbearing.

The aura was like the majesty of a king descending. Could it be the outsider that the matchmaker had mentioned?

Yu Shengtian's interest was piqued.

"Follow me out. Who exactly is it?"

The two of them disappeared on the spot. As soon as they arrived outside, they saw a spectacular scene.

The Dark Gold Dragon flew in the sky.

The red dragon had two sharp horns on its head, and its scales were as one. Its color was dark yellow like the underworld.

The most eye-catching thing was the dragon's eyes.

The dark golden pupils were emotionless, flashing with a domineering and ferocious gaze that plundered all things.

This was the most aggressive gaze Yu Shengtian had ever seen.

Heaven and earth were naturally external objects, and all things were plundered for their own use. They killed and devoured, snatching vitality.

Strictly speaking, He Chuan was no longer an ordinary human.

His original body was a body refinement cultivator who refined the flood dragon bloodline, but he abandoned it and switched to energy cultivation path, using the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon Painting as the main visualization picture.

After obtaining the Yama Avatar, integrating the flood dragon bloodline, the Netherworld True Intent, and the Yellow Emperor Xuan Energy, he finally formed the Netherworld Emperor Dragon.

"Who is this?" Yu Shengtian said to the void beside him.

The cold wind blew, and the black fog changed. The green and transparent dragon transformed into a black-robed man.

"Milord, it's He Chuan, the master of the Reincarnation Palace, known as the Nether Beiyin King."

"So it's him. I didn't expect this person to have the bloodline of a flood dragon."

He Chuan was especially famous recently. Even Yu Shengtian had heard of him.

"Your Majesty, I smell the aura of the Yellow Springs on this person." The black-robed man was a Turtle Dragon, and he was especially sensitive to matters related to the Yellow Springs.

"He is the Reincarnation Palace Lord, how could he not have the aura of the Yellow Springs?" Yu Shengtian turned to the battlefield.

He Chuan fought against a dozen youths.

The leader was a flood dragon with a turtle shell and four legs like an elephant.

"Roar!" The Turtle Dragon stepped on the ground.

The earth shook and cracked.

At the same time, the Turtle Dragon opened its huge mouth, its fangs like steel blades.

The Yellow Spring Emperor Dragon's eyes flashed with ridicule as he pulled away. The turtle dragon's attack missed, and then the divine dragon swung its tail.

The Turtle Dragon flew back, sending dust flying everywhere.

"Again!" The Turtle Dragon were delighted to see the prey.

He had the toughness of a turtle and the strength of a dragon. It was almost impossible for his peers to match him. How could he not be excited to see someone he could compete with?