Chapter 1311

Even the dragon people have heard many legends about the Dragon God's Horn, but they have never seen the scene where the Dragon God's Horn is used, and they don't have a clear concept.

But now they finally know how terrible this weapon is.

It can only be said that it is indeed the weapon left by the Dragon God, the ultimate weapon of the Dragon Clan, and now it has exploded with full power.

It's not destruction, nor is it an explosion. It's smoothed out, completely destroyed, and it's impossible for any living things to remain.

They felt shuddering when they thought about it, if such a weapon fell into the hands of the enemy, if they attacked their dragon city, no matter how many elite dragon people there would be turned into ashes.

This is simply Tianwei, irresistible.

But in this way, the human race Xia Ping finally died, and the scourge of the dragon race was still destroyed and completely killed by their dragon race weapons.

"It's over, it's finally over."

"I never thought it would take so much effort to kill a human being."

"Isn't it? That human being is too perverted. In order to kill him, he actually killed two dragon-human emperors, and even used such a big killer as the dragon god's horn, which almost drove our dragon-human race into a desperate situation."

"Unfortunately, in order to use the Horn of the Dragon God, Lord Caesar seems to have died."

Many dragon elders showed rejoicing and joy on their faces, but they also contained grief. All kinds of emotions were rolling in their hearts, which was simply mixed.

There was both the joy of killing the Great Emperor of the Dragon Race, and the grief of the heavy loss of the Dragon Race. They didn't know whether to celebrate or mourn in silence after the victory of this war.

"Wait, Caesar doesn't seem to be dead yet, he's still alive!"

Suddenly, an Elder Dragonman shouted in surprise, pointing to an open space outside the city.

What? !

Many dragon people looked over, and saw that Caesar was still standing there alive, but he was in a very bad situation now, holding the horn of the Dragon God with both hands, every inch of skin on his body was cracked, dripping with blood, turning into blood people.

If it's just that, that's all. The muscles on his body are also withered, and his hair is gray. It seems that he has aged for hundreds of years, and he has become an old man on the verge of death. It is completely different from the appearance of the great emperor before.

But no matter what, he used the horn of the dragon god and still survived.

"Successful!"

Caesar the Great clenched his fists and immediately relaxed. He obtained the Dragon God's Horn, studied it for thousands of years, and finally worked out some tricks for using this magic weapon.

It is true that the dragon god's horn is extremely powerful, but it needs all the mana and vitality of the emperors. This is simply a lethal weapon that will kill the enemy.

Unless it is a last resort, no dragonman emperor is willing to use it.

However, under the research of Caesar the Great, he found that he could control the power of the Dragon God's Horn, as if the power of the Dragon God's Horn was reduced, perhaps the use of mana on the body would be much less.

As he had expected, he reduced the power of the Dragon God's Horn by more than half, allowing him to survive without being sucked dry by the Dragon God's Horn, and finally killed Xia Ping, the dragon's great enemy.

"The human race is too dangerous. There will be such a monster. I thought this race was just a weak race and it was not worth mentioning, but now it seems that it needs to be eradicated as soon as possible, otherwise there will be another monster like this. At that time, the dragon people could not resist it."

Caesar's eyes showed a gleam of coldness. Because of Xia Ping's appearance, his vigilance against the human race reached an unprecedented height, and he was no longer in the state of being careless and aloof as before.

Although the chances of such a monstrosity reappearing in the human race are not very high, it does not mean that there is no such thing.

If it reappears, then the dragon race will be completely finished, and no matter how many dragon emperors die, it will not be enough.

He made up his mind that after he recovered from his injuries, he would immediately take the Dragon God's Horn and destroy the giant cities of the human race one by one, killing them all without leaving a corner.

Enemies like this must not stay on the Dragon God Continent, and they must not be given any chance to grow, otherwise their Dragon Race may be finished.

This is a race of races, and there is no room for mercy.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, Caesar still wanted to take action, and when he picked up the Dragon God's horn and returned to Dragon God City, a figure approached him in an instant, and a terrifying force struck him.

It's over!

Emperor Caesar was extremely desperate. He had just used the Dragon God's Horn, and his body was in an unprecedentedly weak state.

He roared in his heart, who is it, who is it, who is the son of a bitch who is taking advantage of others' danger at this time and wanting his life? !

Could it be some dragon elder who hated him for a long time? Or those two dragon-human emperors, each other wanted to dominate the dragon-human race, and felt that he was in the way, so they wanted to get rid of him? !

Emperor Caesar was indignant. He didn't die at the hands of humans, but today he died at the hands of infighting among his fellow clansmen. This is simply a great irony, too ridiculous.

Boom!

In the next second, a fist pierced his chest, and his heart exploded like a watermelon, dripping with blood.

But because of the tyrannical vitality of the emperor-level powerhouse, even if his heart was blown, he still did not die for the time being.

"What? You are not a dragon, you are a human, you are Xia Ping, how is that possible? Why are you not dead yet?!" Caesar's eyes were grim. He wanted to see who killed him, and he didn't want to die in peace.

But when he saw the person piercing through his chest clearly, he was horrified, his pupils constricted, because the person who killed him was actually that monstrous human Xia Ping just now!

The opponent didn't die, but killed himself with a punch.

"You sneaked up on me just now, and now I sneak up on you once, and it's even."

Xia Ping drew back his fist and looked at Caesar indifferently.

He hid in Shanhezhu, escaped the attack of the dragon god's horn, hid on the ground, waited for the opportunity to come out, gave Caesar a fatal blow, and sent him on his way.

It's tit for tat.

Pull you paralyzed!

Emperor Caesar was extremely sad and angry. You have an immortal body, and you can recover by yourself after being blown up, but he is just an ordinary dragon man. After being blown up, he really died. How can this be considered even.

Why can't he beat this bastard human being to death with one punch, but he was beaten to death by one punch? Life is so unfair, I don't accept it, I don't accept it.

With a bang, his body fell to the ground like this, blood flowed all over the ground, his eyes were wide open, and expressions of unwillingness, regret, grief and indignation flowed from the depths of his pupils.

Apparently he was very unwilling to be beaten to death by Xia Ping like this.

But no matter how unwilling he was, no matter how regretful he was, he couldn't escape the end of death.