My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 411 What am I? I'm asking you
A faint voice was heard in this desolate northern plain.

"This king is merciful and will leave you a wisp of soul. If you don't hand over the sacred tree..."

Pulao's voice suddenly paused, and then the dark beast's eyes froze slightly, as if with a hint of doubt.

"Ye Wuyou", whose body had turned into a pool of flesh on the scorched earth, underwent a strange change at this moment.

The bloody "meat paste" was floating up with the wind and sand at this moment. The broken pieces of meat floated up, but they changed little by little, expanded, and grew bigger...

Pools of blood and flesh were floating and combining in the air.

Even though Pulao had lived for countless years, this was the first time he had seen such a strange scene.

After a brief moment of daze, Pulao growled softly, but it was a sneer of disdain.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

The giant claw suddenly raised up, and then grabbed the air fiercely.

The flesh and blood that had already condensed into one piece and was constantly expanding was completely broken up at this moment.

Pulao's "magic power" was extremely sharp. At this moment, the ground rumbled and shattered, as if a violent earthquake had been launched by "human power".

Pulao hung high in the sky, and gently retracted its sharp claws. A very human smile appeared on the dragon head.

The dark eyes of the beast condensed slightly, and the sight seemed to penetrate the thick dust.

But then, his pupils suddenly shook.

The pieces of meat were indeed shattered into pieces by its single blow.

But the flesh and blood that had been torn into pieces and fell to the ground began to expand again.

The speed of expansion and fusion is several times faster than before.

Pulao's entire body stood upright in the air.

Finally, it could no longer remain calm. Its pupils darkened, then revealed a hint of animality and a fierce gleam in its eyes.

There was a roar, and then the sharp blade fell to the ground with great force.

The clouds above the sky rolled back, revealing a cloudless blue sky.

The yellow sand on the ground swept up with a roar, and the dust flew, roaring up like sea waves for hundreds of feet.

After an unknown amount of time, and without remembering how many magical powers he had used, Pulao finally stopped moving.

The heavy breathing was like a strong wind, blowing everything around.

Looking at the still ground, a hint of hesitation flashed across Pulao's eyes.

Could it be that he was too cruel and really destroyed the other person's soul?

If there really is nothing left, then wouldn't I be at a huge loss?
With this thought in mind, the body that looked like a "mountain range" finally landed slowly on the ground, with all four limbs stepping on the ground. The dark and deep eyes of the beast carefully searched for everything in the yellow sand.

"No trace..."

"Did the king use too much force..."

The expression on the Pulao dragon head was stern at this moment, and he even sighed softly.

Suddenly.

A voice sounded beside it.

The sound is so close, as if it is right next to your ear.

"Are you looking for me?"

The dark eyes of the beast suddenly condensed at this moment, and the horror in the eyes was revealed, but it turned into ferocity in an instant.

It wanted to turn its head and look to the side.

But a huge force came and hit it directly in the face.

Pulao's body trembled a little, but he was still conscious.

what?
fist?

It's not over yet.

The voice sounded again, but the tone was erratic.

"Your claws are really sharp, you beast. It feels good to smash, right?"

Along with the resounding voice, the fist that hit it was like a person opening his hand at this moment, with the palm facing forward and the five fingers forming claws, pressing against the cheek of the dragon head.

The sharpness on the fingertips is beyond that of ordinary people. They are not claws that a human can possess.

The sharp claws grabbed down fiercely, along the dragon's head, and rolled straight over the huge beast's horn, penetrating three inches of flesh.

A kind of wild yet extremely happy laughter rang out all over the body.

Pulao suddenly let out a painful roar.

But underneath this roar was a hidden magical power. Starting from Pulao's body, the ground around him suddenly exploded and cracked into pieces in all directions.

Taking this opportunity, Pulao suddenly turned around, like a "mountain range" moving sideways. It finally saw the figure.

Sand clung to the figure, which stretched out something that was not sure whether it was a "hand" or a "claw", but the sharp fingertips could not be covered by the loess. Dark-red blood dripped from the fingertips, staining the dust, like a small lake poured out on the once dry ground.

That is Pulao's blood.

And in the palm of that figure's hand, there was something held.

That's its eyeball.

Pulao, whose half was in darkness, now had a ferocious look on his face, grinning, revealing huge fangs that were flashing with cold light.

The huge figure suddenly fell silent.

The sound of swallowing and chewing was heard, the sound was sticky and accompanied by blood overflowing.

“It’s not very tasty.”

Even though the eyeball had been lost to Pulao, this scene still made him heartbroken, as if at this moment he was the eyeball, being chewed to pieces by someone.

The anger had already solidified into substance, and at this moment, bursts of smoke like water vapor were rising around Pulao.

If someone were here and looked from a distance, they would feel that there was smoke and clouds rising above a mountain.

The sound was like thunder, shaking heaven and earth.

"Neither human nor ghost, who on earth are you? How dare you murder me..."

The only response was a light word with a smile.

"Hey, Hong Wen?"

The rising smoke was silent for a moment, then suddenly boiled over again, accompanied by a thunderous roar.

"You, what on earth are you?!"

There was a loud explosion in front of him, causing the figure covered in sand to stagger back, as if he had been hit hard.

But after this, the sand also shook off the figure, the quicksand spread out, revealing that "figure".

The voice was filled with laughter, and within the laughter there were questions of its own.

"What am I? I also want to know this question..."

The beast's eyes trembled suddenly.

In its eyes, what appeared in front of it was a... monster?
The pale and lifeless armor mask covered his cheeks, revealing no facial features, with only one scarlet pupil visible.

His body was pitch black with a faint glow, his arms were long, and his fingertips had extremely sharp claws. The claws were longer than his own and even sharper, but they seemed a bit out of proportion.

As for the opponent's legs... no, it should be called limbs.

His figure was huge, about a hundred feet tall, but at this moment he was still standing straight.

Although the hundred-foot body is already extremely shocking, but compared with Pulao's body that is like a "mountain range", it is still a dwarf compared to a giant, and there is a significant gap.

Like a mountain peak, facing the continuous mountain range.

For the first time, Pulao realized something.

This is no longer a human being.

More like a human-like monster.

But whatever it is…

At this moment, Pu Lao had only one thought in his mind.

It has been a long time since I felt this kind of pain.

The true immortals couldn’t kill me, and the great disaster couldn’t kill me, so who do you think you are?

Kill him kill him kill him.

The burning anger took shape, and Pulao was about to take action.

There seemed to be an aura different from "qi" slowly condensing around its body.

This is when Pulao is about to use his true magical powers.

But the figure in front of me suddenly disappeared.

Where have you been?
There was a whistling sound of wind in the sky.

Pulao looked up subconsciously.

In his sight, he saw the figure rushing down from above.

Like a mountain falling.

Pulao jumped high into the air and roared toward the sky.

The next moment, the ground shook.

(End of this chapter)