And its soul, in the perspective of the ink painting, is half human and half dragon.

The human half, according to Mo Hua's estimation, should be the soul of a certain royal family in the wilderness, or even the soul of a certain "emperor".

The half of the dragon is the genuine "dragon soul".

In other words, it is a divine creation that is a hybrid of "human soul" mixed with "dragon soul".

Then if you kill it, it is estimated that there will really be "dragon" karma...

Moreover, Mo Hua didn't know what the status of this "Dragon Emperor" was in the wilderness.

It's such a dish, so it probably doesn't have a high status...

But what if there are other ancient dragon emperors, ancient dragon emperors, ancient dragon emperors and other ancestors behind it...

If you kill the "little" one yourself, will you bring out the "old" one, so that generations of ancestors will continue to cause trouble for you?

This Dragon King may not be that strong, but other more ancient existences may not be that strong.

After the battle with Gushan Xietai, Mo Hua became much more humble.

Although his spiritual thoughts are very strong, it does not mean that he can really kill everyone without any scruples and be invincible.

"How about... let this Dragon King go?"

Mo Hua pondered in his heart.

Although I killed its dragon generals, kicked its dragon platform, rode its dragon chair, and trampled it under my feet.

But in the final analysis, it was the one who made the first move.

It was the one who had to force himself to kneel down.

I wonder if it’s possible for everyone to smile and forget their grudges when they meet?

As Mo Hua thought about it, his expression became a little hesitant, and his steps were hesitant.

His hesitation was noticed by the Dragon King.

Dragon King knew that Mo Hua was "scared" and immediately sneered:

"Ignorant child, you don't know what a heinous crime you have committed."

"You'd better stop now, kneel down, kowtow to the emperor a few times, and agree to be a slave. I may be able to spare your life. Otherwise, given time, you will definitely suffer the supreme karma and your soul will be scattered."

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Mo Hua's expression darkened again.

He has always been soft-spoken rather than tough-minded.

If this old worm talks nicely and I feel happy for a while, I might let it go.

But what does it mean now?

Threaten me? Intimidate me? Want to kill me?

As someone who occupies the throne and is used to being pampered, he has no concept of life and death?

Mo Hua smiled softly, "A descendant of the emperor of Dahuang? I will teach you today what it means to be born in sorrow and die in peace and happiness."

The Dragon King was shocked and said angrily: "How dare you?!"

But he didn't allow it to say anything, Mo Hua already stretched out his hand and strangled its neck.

Then he condensed his right hand, manifesting a strange spiritual dagger with a wisp of starry black.

This sword is condensed with the Supreme Demon's way of slaying love.

Mo Hua has now formed a pill with divine thoughts, and his understanding of divine thoughts turning into swords has reached a higher level. He can now independently mobilize the law of demon slaying love and integrate it into divine thoughts turning into swords.

Therefore, this "spiritual sword" is essentially a "demonic sword".

Mo Hua used the Heavenly Demon Sword to cut apart the "human soul" and "dragon soul" parts of the Dragon King's spiritual thoughts.

This was how he cut the evil fetus and Huangshanjun in Gushan Temple.

Nowadays, Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is stronger, and the sword transformed from spiritual thoughts is sharper. It is even easier to cut through a Great Wild Dragon King, whose strength is not as strong as the evil fetus.

The golden sword light mixed with black flashed.

The Dragon King split into two.

"Bastard, what have you done?! You..." The humanoid Dragon King was angry and had a look of disbelief on his face.

Mo Hua didn't bother to talk to him, so he pinched him with his little hand and crushed him to death.

The remaining part is pure "dragon soul".

A wisp of light blue, the majestic and rebellious soul of the blue dragon is held in the hand by the ink painting.

Mo Hua looked at this pure dragon soul, and a thought naturally came to his mind:

"Can this dragon... be 'eaten'?"

As soon as this idea emerged, it was like wildfire, instantly occupying Mo Hua's entire mind.

The dragon soul is pure, the dragon power is abundant, and it is flowing with a completely different kind of powerful thought power.

Drool flowed from the corner of Mo Hua's mouth.

He endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back any longer. He opened his mouth and swallowed the entire dragon soul into his mouth with a "Ah wu" sound.
Chapter completed!