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Chapter 354 - Dragon Soul Golden Corpse

Zheng Ji was a little confused, the four of them just left like that?

He had just risked everything and risked his entire family to come forward and accuse Wang Hao of his evil deeds, but now, Palace Chief Zhao had just said a few words and left?

Not only did he not capture Wang Hao, he even injured Wang Hao.

You left, but what about me and my three tribesmen?

Leave us to bear the wrath of Wang Hao and the Crouching Dragon Villa!

But we are not qualified!

Zheng Ji cursed in his heart, the fear in his heart spread further, his body that was suspended in the air trembled, not knowing what to do.

When Wang Hao's "kill" word came out, Zheng Ji felt an indescribable coldness sweeping over him, and his entire body could not help but tremble.

However, right at this moment, an urgent sound of wind breaking sounded out. Zheng Ji looked over and saw a green figure quickly rushing over from the back of the mountain.

And from this green figure, Zheng Ji could not feel any aura.

In the entire Wyrm County, to the best of Zheng Ji's knowledge, there are only two people who can completely conceal their auras, and even if it was in front of you, you wouldn't be able to sense them.

One was his younger brother Zheng Xiu, who had cheated him previously, and the other was his clan's ancestor.

But it was too late for Zheng Xiu to hide, he would never appear here, so it was obvious who Green Shadow was.

"Patriarch!" Zheng Ji cried in alarm, his voice revealed surprise and fear.

The pleasant surprise was that their Patriarch was still alive.

The most frightening thing was that the ancestor had already submitted to Wang Hao. He had just struck Wang Hao when he was down, would the ancestor let him go?

Also, with how the ancestor was acting, could it be that he was really going to kill Palace Chief Zhao?

Did the Old Ancestor have the strength to do so?

The green shadow naturally would not reply to Zheng Ji, and Zheng Ji's cry of surprise did not attract much attention either. Most of the people's attention on the plaza were already attracted by Wang Hao and the green shadow.

They were all thinking, what was the relationship between this green shadow and Wang Hao, the bodyguard that the Great Clan Elder gave to Wang Hao?

But was there such an expert in the Manor?

"Who is this person?" Why can't I sense his aura? " Palace Chief Zhao puzzledly muttered.

The four of them could ignore what Wang Hao said, but they could not ignore the green figure that was quickly approaching them.

When Palace Chief Zhao's senses swept over Green Shadow's body, he was filled with suspicion and did not understand.

The person was clearly in front of him, how could he not sense his aura?

It couldn't be that he was too fast and he couldn't catch it, right?

This explained that the Palace Chief Zhao would never believe it even if he was beaten to death, but the speed of the green shadow was definitely not slower than him, no matter how fast it was, it would never be able to escape his senses!

How could he not sense any aura at all?

Could it be that this fellow doesn't have any cultivation?

No, Palace Chief Zhao was more willing to accept that this guy's cultivation far exceeded his.

And the person who could make him, an expert in eight circulation of Jindan, unable to sense the aura was undoubtedly the Primordial Spirit Realm Ancestor.

Thinking about it, Palace Chief Zhao's pupils suddenly contracted, panic and regret surging through his heart.

If this green shadow was Crouching Dragon Villa, then he was dead for sure.

In that moment, he regretted coming to cause trouble for Wang Hao, and regretted teaching Wang Hao a lesson. If he didn't hurt Wang Hao, he wouldn't have angered Primordial Spirit Realm Ancestor!

"Palace Chief Zhao! Be careful! His target is you! " The higher ups of the Celestial Sect suddenly reminded.

It was a pity that the Palace Chief Zhao was shocked by his guess and became absent-minded for a moment.

Boom! *

Following a muffled bang, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Palace Chief Zhao's figure was sent flying backwards. His speed was extremely fast, and could even cause sparks to fly in the air.

And at the original position of Palace Chief Zhao, floated a figure.

In that moment, the higher-ups of the three sects, as well as some people with good eyesight, finally saw Green Shadow's true face clearly.

He was wrapped in a green robe, and his body was skinny. His face was skinny, and the contours of his skull were exposed. His skin was dark gold, and his bald head was shining under the sunlight.

He was more like a golden corpse than a human.

Of course, what everyone didn't know was that he was originally a golden corpse.

The Golden Corpse was controlled by the Dragon Soul.

In order to control the golden corpse, the dragon soul returned Zheng Yi's golden core to its original owner. However, the dragon soul did not use any true essence power, but only used the physical body of the golden corpse to fight.

The injuries sustained by the dragon soul in the past half month had already healed by itself. There were signs of his cultivation level increasing, and his body was becoming more and more refined.

The Dragon Soul estimated that with the current defensive capabilities of the Golden Corpse, even an eighth circulation cultivator would find it difficult to injure it, and to shatter it, it was likely that not even a Jindan Nine Circulation cultivator would be able to do so.

Maybe Ling Yunxiao could do it, but the dragon soul would not be standing and getting beaten up.

Now that he was in the hands of the Dragon Soul, the Golden Corpse's speed naturally increased exponentially. The Dragon Soul was confident that even if the False Primordial Spirit here were to make a move, would still be able to escape.

With the speed of the Golden Corpse, it could definitely look down on the land of the wyrms.

"Who are you?" The expert from the Thalidomide asked with a serious expression.

Although there was the suspicion of a sneak attack, to be able to send Palace Chief Zhao flying far away, the strength of the person in front of him was not to be underestimated!

The two figures of the Celestial Sect and the Misty Rain House slowly moved, showing a surrounding posture with the Dragon Soul in the middle.

"Patriarch!"

Zheng Ji, who had just recovered from his shock, exclaimed once again.

"Zheng Family Patriarch?" The higher ups of the Misty Rain House muttered to themselves and probed: "Zheng Yi?"

The Misty Rain House had a close relationship with the Zheng Family, and almost all of the previous geniuses of the Zheng Family had joined the Misty Rain House. As one of the higher-ups of the Misty Rain House, although their seniority was not comparable to Zheng Yi and was not in the same generation as him, he had still heard of Zheng Yi.

However, in the end, not only had he not formed his core, he had led his Zheng Family to become even more powerful. From an ordinary Jindan family that used to have one or two Jindan cultivator s in the past, in a hundred years, it had become one of the top ten great clans in the Dragon Slumbering County. Later on, he had even gained control of the Mingzhou City.

The Dragon Soul didn't speak. Whether it was Zheng Ji or the Three Sects, both of them seemed too small in front of the Dragon Soul.

However, the Dragon Soul was not satisfied with Zheng Ji's previous performance, so Zheng Ji's worries became reality.

Swish!

Dragon Soul disappeared from Three Sects's line of sight.

"No!"

Before the three of them could react to stop it, Zheng Ji's screams suddenly sounded, filled with despair.

The three of them immediately turned to look at Zheng Ji, only to see him with his back facing them. Zheng Ji's expression, on the other hand, was incomparably terrified, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Old ancestor, why did you …"

Boom! *

Before the dragon soul could let Zheng Ji finish speaking, his arm shook and Zheng Ji fell down heavily, breaking many stone tablets.

Three Sects's eyelids could not help but tremble, his gaze landed on Zheng Ji's body, or more accurately speaking, it was the location of his Dantian.

There was a bloody hole the size of his head.

Zheng Ji's Dantian was crippled, and with this fall, it was enough to kill a cripple.

"Dammit, you dare to sneak attack me! I will tear your corpse into ten thousand pieces, grind your bones, and scatter your ashes!"

At this time, the angry roars of the Palace Chief Zhao came from afar.