The breathless Jia Shiba quickly fell to the ground, his eyes wide open and he kept struggling. At the same time, his right hand continued to stretch towards wisdom, and a few blood-colored pearls flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

"What's the use of keeping a person like this?"

Wisdom looked at the eighteenth of Arc on the ground and stepped on it with one foot.

The head of the Eighteenth Armor exploded and blood splattered.

Zhihui shook his head and looked at Jia Sixteen on the ground with compassion: "Master Jia, I really didn't expect that you would have such a son!"

Jia Shiliu stared at Zhihui fiercely, and wanted to swing the gun again, but he didn't have the strength: "Is this knife poisonous?"

Zhihui pretended to be surprised: "No, your son is so cruel. He is afraid that he will not be able to kill you with one knife, so he specially applied poison to this knife?"

Killing someone to kill his heart, but that's it.

Although Jia Shiliu was full of grief and anger, he did not want to continue arguing with wisdom. Instead, he turned his head to look at Fang Ming and said, "Lord Dragon King, I did everything wrong before. I apologize for you. I also hope that you can forgive the mermaid clan and lead the mermaid clan back to its past glory!"

Fang Ming nodded with a smile and said, "Forgive you, but you still have to do the things that lead the mermaid clan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ming waved his hand and a dragon energy instantly poured into Jia Sixteen's body. Jia Sixteen was stunned, and immediately closed his eyes and used the exercises.

In an instant, the originally pale face gradually became rosy, but it was still extremely weak.

"Thank you for your life-saving kindness!"

Jia Shiliu said with gratitude.

Fang Ming nodded and turned to look at Zhihui: "What else do you want to do?"

Zhihui snorted coldly: "Fang Ming, have you ever thought that if only one Dragon King was buried here, why would there be six coffins, not just one?"

Fang Ming suddenly woke up, and if he looked at the six coffins, he murmured in his mouth: "Why are there six?"

"Maybe there is someone else inside, not Lord Dragon King?"

Wisdom continued.

"Impossible, we are very familiar with the smell of Lord Dragon King, and the one inside is definitely Lord Dragon King!"

"Is it a breath or a smell?"

Zhizhi stared at Jia Shiliu and asked.

"odor!"

A sixteen is determined to be true.

"But why do I feel the breath inside?"

As soon as Zhihui finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Although breath and smell are just one word different, they mean very different. Aura means that people are still alive and can breathe, but if it is smell, it is the smell of the human body.

"Zhizhi, do you have to continue making trouble today?"

Fang Ming shouted angrily and punched him.

Zhihui sneered, and suddenly avoided it, and then punched it out.

Fang Ming's eyes flashed and he grabbed the fist of wisdom. Then a dragon energy overflowed from his palm, wrapping the fist of wisdom tightly.

A piercing sting made Zhihui yell, but soon, a white dragon energy swept across Zhihui's body and used another punch to knock Fang Ming back.

"Fang Ming, I am your clone. I am the same strength as you, you can't kill me!"

"Amitabha, donor, don't forget me!"

Shanliang, who was standing beside him, stood up, looking like a monk. A pure golden dragon energy was also constantly flowing and jumping around his body.

"Good, are you going to stop me?"

"Sow such causes and harvest such results, and everything is created by the mind!"

After saying this, the kindness clasped her hands together, full of compassion.

"Hmph, since you don't want to listen to me, then let's forget about this!"

Wisdom retreated a few steps, and the surrounding dragon energy disappeared suddenly, and finally turned around and disappeared from its original place.

"Leave?"

Fang Ming frowned, looking puzzled.

"The wisdom is very smart. He knows that he will not get any benefits when facing two people with the same strength as him!" Kindness lowered her head and explained.

Fang Ming shook his head and looked at the giant coffin beside him: "It's just that in this coffin, is it the Old Dragon King?"

Shui Yun also frowned slightly at this time: "What wisdom has just said is true. If it were Lord Dragon King, why would there be six coffins?"

Jia Sixteen lay on the ground and said quietly, looking thoughtful.

"Woom wool wool..."

The copper plate next to him suddenly screamed.

Fang Ming looked in the sound and saw the copper plate holding the ingot, pointing to the ingot's head, turtle shell, and four legs.

"Non-no, Lord Dragon King is a real dragon, how could someone be cut off from his body?" Jia Shiliu shook his head and scolded the bronze pen for his random thoughts.

Fang Ming was stunned: "Wait, it's okay!"

"Lord Dragon King, do you believe what this dog said?"

Jia Sixteen's words instantly made Copper Ban feel unhappy, and a low moan came out of his throat, and even the ingot was stretched out of the turtle... His eyes were staring at Jia Sixteen.

"Okay, stop making trouble. Look, the arrangement of these six coffins!"

Fang Ming pointed to the six coffins and frowned and said, "Does it look like a dragon whose body is divided?"

Several people turned their heads and looked.

Then he suddenly realized.

"This is the four claws of Lord Dragon King, this is the head of Lord Dragon King, this is the body of the dragon?"

Jia Shiliuyi sat on the ground, "Who is it? Who is it so cruel to make Lord Dragon King..."

Fang Ming sighed: "No matter what, let's put the old Dragon King's body into a coffin first!"

The old dragon king was dismembered by five horses, and no one wanted to see this picture.

However, it is still necessary to piece it together.

Shui Yun nodded with red eyes.

Jia Shiliu gritted his teeth and nodded.

Fang Ming then stepped forward and opened the coffin with his clothes. Inside was a lifelike dragon body. Countless dragon scales shone on his body, and the cold air around him dared not approach it.

Fang Ming felt his scalp tingling and his mind was rippling when he saw this, which shows how powerful the previous Dragon King was.

But despite this, it is hard to escape the fall.

Soon, all the coffins were opened.

Everyone picked up a piece of the old Dragon King's body, pieced it together, and put it into the main coffin in the middle.

Then, Fang Ming waved his hand and the other coffins instantly turned into powder.

At the same time, the entire first tool began to tremble violently, wanting to feel like the landslide and the earth was broken.

"No, these coffins seem to have some connection with the underground palace!"

Fang Ming cursed and said, "Hurry, leave quickly with the Dragon King's corpse!"

After saying this, Fang Ming waved his hand and the whole room of gold, silver and treasures, literary and calligraphy and paintings were all penetrated into Fang Ming's ring.

Then, Fang Ming reached out and grabbed the coffin in the middle.

"Buzz~"

A burst of heat instantly knocked back Fang Ming.

Fang Ming was stunned and turned his head to see that the corpse of the dismembered Dragon King had overlapped at some point. At the same time, a long golden dragon slowly ascended to the sky and floated high in the underground palace.

In an instant, the vibration in the underground palace suddenly disappeared.
Chapter completed!