When the Villain Become a Protagonist

Everyone has a dark side, of course, the son of luck is no exception.

Why did Zhang Yifan dare to swear to the sky to kill the God Emperor Red Lotus with the strength of a third-level soul fighting master? Without it, Zhang Yifan just wanted to trick the Ancestral Dragon's essence and blood into his hands.

"Hehe, as long as the Ancestral Dragon's essence and blood are in hand, the sky will be high and the birds will fly. When I fully refine it, that man, I must cut him a thousand times!"

Thinking of the revenge of the humiliation is about to be paid, Zhang Yifan's heart is really cheerful.

"Junior, although your current strength is low, your talent is extraordinary, and you are the first person I have met in 30,000 years. Therefore, I will hand my blood to you."

At this point, the huge eyes of the Ancestral Dragon Soul appeared unidentified loneliness:

"As for my feud, don't take it, after all, God Emperor Red Lotus is too powerful, and I don't want you to die in vain."

"Do not!"

Zhang Yifan spoke suddenly, then said with a solemn expression:

"Senior Zulong, that essence and blood contains your countless heritage and infinite power. If you give it to me, then you are equivalent to my master. Therefore, the enmity of the master, the disciples will personally repay it in the future! "

Generally speaking, the children of Qiyun are born acting.

Precisely because of this, Zhang Yifan's simple words really touched the heart of the Ancestral Dragon Soul.

"Hahaha, good, good, good!"

The Soul of Ancestral Dragon uttered three good words one after another, showing the excitement in its heart.

"Young man, this Ancestral Dragon is for you to hold. When you go to the Ancestral Dragon's Nest in the future, as long as you take it out, my entire dragon clan will do my best to help you!"

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a shining token appeared in the sky, and the token was dazzling, exuding bursts of power.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifan jumped up, and after landing coolly, looking at the Ancestral Dragon in his hand, a heroic feeling instantly poured into his heart: "Haha, with this token, by then there will be dragons in the upper realm. I'm back, who dares to deceive me?"

At that moment, Zhang Yifan seemed to see the future, the colorful and beautiful tomorrow.

"Young man, pay attention, I will give you my blood!"

"Senior Zu Long, don't worry, I will definitely help you take revenge!"

"Um!"

The Ancestral Dragon Soul clicked on the huge head with satisfaction, and then a trembling dragon roar sounded, and its huge body was constantly swinging.

What is strange is that the soul of the Ancestral Dragon slowly gets smaller and smaller as it twists, and a drop of light yellow blood has condensed on its forehead.

Gradually, the soul of Ancestral Dragon slowly disappeared, and replaced by a drop of golden dragon blood.

The drop of dragon blood exudes golden light and is majestic. If you observe carefully, you can even hear the dragons!

"Young man, what are you waiting for, I am transformed by the essence and blood, hurry up and store me in the dantian!"

"Oh!"

Zhang Yifan hurriedly slowed down, but when he was about to walk towards the essence and blood, he suddenly froze for a while!

"No, every time this time, that man will definitely make trouble!"

The so-called being bitten by a snake once, and ten years afraid of well ropes, this one has been targeted by Godlessness too much, and naturally I panicked.

"Young man, don't look around, hurry up and store me in your dantian!"

Finally, Zhang Yifan was awakened by the eager scolding of Zulong's blood. Seeing that there was "really" no one around him, he walked towards the blood with confidence.

"Ancestral dragon blood, endless inheritance, infinite power, this is mine, this will all belong to me, Zhang Yifan!"

With a hot and greedy look, Zhang Yifan slowly stretched out his right hand.

But at this moment, the situation suddenly changed!

"Wow!"

Zhang Yifan heard the sound of sword energy cutting through the space abruptly. Without thinking, he immediately leaped away and took off.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

Sword Qi bombarded the rocks, which made the inside of the cave shake and smoke.

After a long time, everything returned to peace.

"It's you, why are you again!"

Zhang Yifan's eyes widened with anger, his veins violent, and he couldn't understand why this godlessness was haunting him like a soul!

"Shh, you are too noisy!"

Shen Wudao waved his hand for a moment, and Zhang Yifan was firmly imprisoned by an invisible force. Zhang Yifan wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak, so he could only make a "woooo" sound constantly.

"Da da da."

Shen Wudao didn't care about Zhang Yifan anymore, but gradually approached the ancestral dragon's blood in the air.

"Hehe, old friend, do you still know me?"

God Wudao said blankly, and then a terrifying lotus fire rose in the palm of his hand.

"You, you are him!"

The Ancestral Dragon's essence and blood kept trembling, as if seeing something terrifying.

"Hehe, old friend, I'm just a clone of him, and the purpose of my trip, I guess you know it too!"

"Difficult, can't he, even my blood and essence can't be spared!?"

At this point, the ancestral dragon's essence and blood has reverted to the state of the dragon soul, and its teeth and claws are in a fighting state.

"Yo-yo-yo, old friend, don't you be so excited. He said that your essence and blood are still useful, and it can be used as waste, so he sent me down to find you."

God Wudaoyun said lightly, and didn't even look at the dragon soul in the sky.

"Hehe, waste utilization? I am Zulong, how is it waste!"

Seeing that the dragon soul is about to run away, Shen Wudao's complexion stunned, and he said with full momentum: "Hehe, you want to kill me, then you have thought about your Ancestral Dragon Nest!"

"Difficult, is he threatening the Ancestral Dragon Nest!?"

"Um!"

The worry in his heart was finally confirmed, and the dragon soul lowered its high head like a deflated ball.

"I, I will go with you, but you have to ensure the safety of the Ancestral Dragon Nest. Otherwise, this young man has nothing to do with this matter. You have to let him go."

Shenwudao glanced at Zhang Yifan with a smile, and then replied affirmatively:

"Don't worry, I don't even bother to kill an ant. As for the safety of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, it depends on you, not me!"

"me……"

After struggling for a long time, the dragon soul finally turned into the golden blood of the ancestor dragon again.

"You have to remember your promise!"

"Hehe, don't worry."

Looking at the ancestral blood of the Zulong in his hand, the red lotus karma immediately burned up as soon as his mind moved.

"Ah, ah, ah~"

The Ancestral Dragon's essence and blood continued to groan in pain. After a long time, the last trace of spirituality in the essence and blood was also burned by the red lotus industry fire.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully snatching the chance of Zhang Yifan, son of luck, and plundering his luck worth 40 points. Note that now the host can kill Zhang Yifan!"

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