FVN Chapter 418: 229. The Weird King Zhu Paolong_2
Chapter 418: 229. The Weird King Zhu Paolong_2
Chapter 418: 229. The Weird King Zhu Paolong_2
The ethereal Crescent Moon Sword Chant was almost immediately engulfed at the blink of an eye.
“It was broken!?”
An Yulan frowned, seemingly not expecting that the opponent could think of such a countermeasure.
“Hahaha, how about that?”
General Zhu Paolong shook his head slowly and stood up, his fierce gaze fixed on Xu Yuan, “Human boy, I advise you to stop struggling. Just come with me willingly and be my king’s consort. This way, you might still have a slim chance of survival.”
A consort? Isn’t it the Star Rage Power? This King Zhu Paolong really is a sow from below.
...
The corner of Xu Yuan’s mouth twitched slightly, but he quickly calmed down.
“May I ask a question?”
As the scarlet eyes around him drew nearer, Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and asked in a calm tone, “Why would your queen take an interest in me?”
“Queen? Who told you it was a queen?”
General Zhu Paolong was initially stunned, then cracked a smile, “Hahaha, it’s normal for you to misunderstand. After all, among your humans, Dao Companions are indeed of the opposite sex. But in our Zhu Paolong tribe, there’s no distinction between the sexes, as true love is all that matters.”
“...”
Xu Yuan could feel that the way An Yulan was looking at him had changed, becoming somewhat strange.
“As for why,”
Just as General Zhu Paolong was about to continue, a heavy footsteps came from behind him.
Subsequently, the countless red eyes emerging from the darkness consciously parted, forming a path. A sturdy and tall Zhu Paolong slowly walked out from within.
It emanated a presence powerful enough to rival that of the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit.
Xu Yuan had guessed right; the king’s strength of the Zhu Paolong tribe was indeed not just at the early stage of the Primordial Spirit.
It stared at Xu Yuan, infinite greed emerging in its blood-red eyes, its foul tongue licking its lips.
Xue Lin’s fur bristled, and despite feeling a strange unease, she steadfastly guarded by his side, baring her teeth at this Beast King who dared to contend with her for her mate.
Xu Yuan’s hair fluttered due to the surging energy within his body.
He looked coldly at the opponent, his hands forming an ancient seal in front of him and pushing out expressionlessly, “Nine Heavens Fiend, Divine Wind Fiend.”
The timing of the opponent’s arrival was perfect, as it spared him the need to be cautious of it after deploying the Immortal Skills and falling into a weakened state.
Whoosh—
From within the supposedly sealed dark space, suddenly there came a slight whisper of wind.
At first, it was just a negligible breeze, but as time passed, within a few breaths, the breeze abruptly turned into a violent storm, sweeping everything up!
“What happened?”
The small eyes of the Dragon King twinkled with confusion.
Its Zhu Paolong tribe was cursed by the heavens and the earth, thus their sensitivity to the Dao and Spiritual Energy was not very sharp.
So, although it could feel that the opponent had deployed some Spells, it could not discern the profound mysteries within the Divine Wind Fiend formed by the Immortal Skills,
Inside the second level of the Underground Palace, at this moment, there were only sounds of winds that seem to engulf heaven and earth.
King Zhu Paolong opened his massive mouth, exhaling a wave of murky blood essence that filled the air.
An Yulan, with a serene expression, stepped forward holding a talisman paper between her fingers, murmuring incantations.
“Quickly!”
She suddenly shouted, tossing the talisman paper that turned into a thin shield of light, blocking it in front of the bloody vapor.
And Xue Lin, throwing caution to the wind, leaped forward, engaging in a fierce battle with a blurry, bloodied figure that emerged from the darkness.
This figure was none other than General Zhu Paolong, whom the two had momentarily forgotten.
Though the general had initially been injured by An Yulan’s Crescent Moon Sword Chant and then further wounded by the aftershocks of Xu Yuan’s three gusts of Divine Wind, covering him in cuts and bruises.
Since the main targets of the three Divine Winds were King Zhu Paolong, General Zhu Paolong, although severely injured, did not suffer as grievously as the other tribe members gathered around.
Xue Lin, although like Liu Ruoxue had received fortune, hers was not related to combat power but merely to luck.
Thus, in terms of actual strength, she was still at the level of great perfection in the Nascent Soul state.
This was why the two were caught in an even match.
The bloody vapor continuously struck the fragile Spirit Curtain, shaking it like a curtain fluttering in a storm, casting a blood-red glow across Xu Yuan’s noble face and An Yulan’s pale visage below.
Xu Yuan’s gaze never fell on the blood-light right before him, nor did it fall on either of the two women; he trusted they would handle it well.
His current task was to subdue King Zhu Paolong.
With a whoosh—
When the Soul-Separating Divine Wind blew over, King Zhu Paolong, prepared for further physical damage, suddenly made a shocking discovery.
He felt no pain at all?
No, when it saw an identical body form appear below, it understood the reason.
This was a spell targeting the soul!
However, as it exerted all its strength trying to return to its body,
The Fifth Soul-Shaking Divine Wind had already arrived.
The impact felt like being directly hit by a mountain, stunning its spirit.
The white light that formed King Zhu Paolong’s spirit, his eyes rippled around in circles.
It was at this moment that Xu Yuan seized the opportunity to speak up, strikingly asking, “King Zhu Paolong, speak! What is your real purpose for targeting me?”
He always felt that King Zhu Paolong was a bit odd.
He wanted to understand the reason why the other had targeted him.
King Zhu Paolong looked up, his eyes reflecting profound obsession, as he dazedly stared at him and said, “Brother, you smell so good.”
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