Chapter 1166 Dragon Bone Soup

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In the wilderness, dead places are bloody scales, piled up into mountains.

The whole land was dyed red with dragon blood, and the scent of blood filled the air.

A bloody dragon corpse lay across the wilderness, and blood continued to pour out of the dragon's body.

Little Nezha pulled out Ao Bing's dragon tendon, made it into a belt, and threw it on the ground at will. At this moment, Nezha's face was full of blood. He temporarily made a large stone pot with a stone, and threw part of Ao Bing's body, bone and flesh, into it and boiled it with dragon blood.

In Nezha's view, if Ao Bing killed the only mother who loved him, he must pay the debt with blood!

"After drinking this keel soup, this body can be returned to him." Nezha indifferently looked at the bone soup overflowing with colorful Shenhua, and muttered in his mouth.

"It's just deboning and scraping meat, why should I be afraid?"

Nezha's eyes burst into flames, and then he directly lifted the stone pot in front of him, not afraid of the boiling hot dragon soup, and drank it in large gulps.

"Drinking such a big pot of keel soup, can you stand it with your body at that time?" Zhang Ziling, who was on the side, watched Xiao Nezha keep pouring keel soup into his mouth, and couldn't help but ask Nezha.

No matter how low Ao Bing's cultivation base is, he is still a real dragon, and his flesh and blood contains a lot of blood essence. Ordinary people are afraid that if they drink a drop of Ao Bing's blood, they will explode and die, not to mention that Nezha is still using blood together with his bones. After boiling, the power contained in this pot of soup can almost burst a powerful god!

"I can't stand it." Nezha shook his head, "I'm going to die anyway, wouldn't it be nice to have a taste of the enemy before I die?"

"What's the taste of dragon meat?" Zhang Ziling asked curiously. Although there are dragons in Xuanxiao Continent, the dragon clan is also a top clan in Xuanxiao Continent. Zhang Ziling will not take the time to catch one. Dragon to taste.

After all, the combat power of the entire dragon clan is also very terrifying, and Zhang Ziling is not a greedy person, so naturally he will not get into a lot of trouble just for a moment's delicious food.

What's more, Zhang Ziling and the ancestor of the dragon clan are still friends, so Zhang Ziling has no reason to catch the real dragon.

Therefore, Zhang Ziling did not know what the taste of dragon meat was.

"Actually, it's similar to donkey meat, so it's not particularly unusual." Nezha said lightly, "There are so many dragon palaces, if you want to taste it, just grab a few of them yourself."

Hearing what Nezha said,

Zhang Ziling also laughed, he was not so boring.

"You pervert!!!"

Just as Zhang Ziling and Nezha were talking, Li Jing, who was chasing after Chentangguan, finally came over, and his angry roar echoed in the wilderness.

Everything is too late.

When Li Jing saw the bloody dragon corpse, he almost fainted.

The soldiers chasing after Li Jing were frightened and fell off their horses. They didn't expect that a child would be able to skin the Dragon King and cramp!

Seeing the stone pot that still smelled of meat, all the soldiers couldn't help swallowing.

This little monster of Li's military family not only skinned the dragon for cramps, but also boiled it into soup and drank it...

Just thinking about it, the soldiers felt their legs go weak.

Li Jing jumped down from the horse, and his legs were a little frivolous because of his shortness of breath, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.

Little Nezha just stood barefoot and looked at Li Jing quietly.

What he should do now has been done, and the rest is to debone and scrape the flesh, and return his body to Li Jing.

Li Jing saw that the big mistake had been made, and he almost didn't even hold the sword in his hand.

Glancing at Nezha coldly, Li Jing shouted to the soldiers behind him, "Bring it back to me!"

"Let's go, there's nothing to see." At this time, Nezha said to Zhang Ziling, "The next step is Li Jing taking me to the Dragon Palace to make amends, deboning and scraping meat to calm the Dragon King's anger."

"Then how did you come back to life?"

Zhang Ziling looked at Little Nezha being escorted into the car and asked softly.

"I vaguely remember that Master Taiyi used lotus root to reshape my body, which is the body I have now." Nezha said to Zhang Ziling, "But when I regained consciousness, it was already the last moment of the Great Zhou's destruction of Shang. , the Conferred God List has also begun to confer gods."

Hearing Nezha's words, Zhang Ziling raised his brows slightly, "That is to say, you have no awareness of the entire discussion war?"

"A lotus root body is just a puppet, what kind of consciousness do you need?" Nezha smiled bitterly, "All they need is my strength."

"But after thousands of years in Heaven, I have long accepted this status quo. Even without me, King Zhou will be destroyed."

"The gods and Buddhas in the sky are all on the side of Dazhou. No matter how talented King Zhou is, it is impossible to stop him."

"Have you met King Zhou?"

"I just regained consciousness when he was about to die, and I only glanced at it. It was amazing."

"How amazing?"

"I fought against several saints in Lutai, and then I followed Daji to the fire of the Nine Heavens." Nezha said to Zhang Ziling.

"This King Zhou..." Zhang Ziling whispered softly, frowning slightly, "How can a mere mortal be able to fight against several saints?"

"I don't know about that. When I regained consciousness, King Zhou was almost exhausted, but his power was still terrifying." Nezha recalled to Zhang Ziling, "But speaking of it, since King Zhou's death, the entire God Realm has disappeared. Talking about his gods, King Zhou seems to have become a cruel and incompetent king in the human world."

"Hearing you say that, I find it more interesting, let's go and see!" Zhang Ziling chuckled, preparing to fly to Chaoge.

"Hmm." Nezha took another look at Li Jing and the soldiers who were pressing the backs of his former self, and sighed deeply.

At this moment, Zhang Ziling had already left.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you..." Nezha suddenly called out to Zhang Ziling again, "The master they talked about, that is, the mastermind of the uprising, has never appeared from the beginning to the end!"

Hearing Nezha's words, Zhang Ziling suddenly stopped.

After a moment's pause, Zhang Ziling didn't say anything, and flew directly to Chaoge.

"Eh? Aren't you curious who the Lord is?" Nezha shouted when Zhang Ziling flew away.

"No, I know who he is." Zhang Ziling's voice sounded in Nezha's ear, which made Nezha slightly stunned.

"Know who he is?"

Nezha muttered something in his mouth, then raised his head and asked, "Then he is... eh?"

Zhang Ziling has disappeared.

"Mysterious."

Nezha complained softly, and then rushed after Zhang Ziling.

After reminiscing about his original time and thinking about how he is now, Nezha is also inexplicably relieved of the past.

Going through it again, Nezha never felt that he had made a mistake.

After a while, it disappeared.

Now, go to Chaoge.