The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Exactly!"

The Guardian Sage nodded and smiled, "I have saved quite a bit of this Holy Spirit Golden Marrow, if you need it, just ask."

"Good!"

Tang Hao said with a sigh.

The last time he asked the Holy Emperor for 100,000 Immortal Stones, he still hadn't refined them, so when he had time to refine them in the future, he would need a large amount of Holy Spirit Pills, so he just took some Holy Spirit Gold Marrow and went back to refine them himself.

"Fellow Daoist, see if it's enough, that's all I have on me for now."

The Guardian Sage said, taking out a jade bottle and handing it over.

"That's enough!"

Tang Hao opened it and saw that there was a pool of gold marrow inside, enough for him to refine quite a few pills.

"That's good!"

After entering the palace and continuing to chat for a while, Tang Hao went to the Moon Palace and stayed there.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

On this day, at midday, outside the imperial city, dark clouds suddenly rolled in and covered the sky.

In the dark clouds, a splendid fairy palace could be seen vaguely.

Ow-!

There was a heaven-shaking dragon roar, coming from the clouds.

Then, a true dragon was seen, flying out of the immortal palace, spreading its body and hovering in the air with astonishing sound.

"It's the Heavenly Dragon King! He's at it again!"

In the imperial city, there was an outcry.

Everyone in the city looked up at the sky, showing concern.

Even the Immortal Dynasty's protector, the Sage, was no match for him. Seven days ago, the Sage had suffered a loss in a battle and was no match for this great demon.

Seven days ago, the saint was defeated by this great demon in a battle. Today, when he comes again, how should he resist?

"I guess he's softened up, this Heavenly Dragon King is just here to rob, just give him the baby, the woman, isn't it good!"

"Alas! It can't be helped, it's just that this big demon is too fierce."

The crowd sighed a few times, all a bit helpless.

No matter which immortal dynasty it was, the result would be the same when facing this big demon.

The Holy Spirit Dynasty's only options were to go soft, offer treasures, and women, but of course, some of the conditions that were particularly excessive, such as asking the current Holy Emperor to sacrifice himself, would not be accepted.

"Listen to me, Holy Spirit, quickly follow my king's request and offer up your treasures, otherwise, my king will wash your Holy Spirit Dynasty in blood."

A white dragon hovered and landed above the imperial city, shouting loudly.

He had the air of a Golden Immortal, and even though his size had shrunk, he was still more than 100,000 feet long, hovering over the imperial city, and was terrifyingly ferocious.

"Of course, don't forget your Holy King's daughter, let her personally bring her treasures and come up to my Heavenly Dragon Palace to serve my king!"

He added.

"Fuck you!"

In the imperial city, there was an immediate outcry.

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The Saint King is the face of the whole dynasty, especially the current Saint King, but the pearl of the entire Immortal Dynasty, precious, how can they submit to the demons!

Even if the royal family could agree to such a thing, they could not respond to it.

"Humph! If you annoy my king, under his thunderous wrath, your Immortal Dynasty will be plunged into the abyss of life and will be in danger of annihilation." The white dragon narrowed his eyes, scanned the four corners of the city, and snorted angrily.

"This group of human scum also dares to speak out against our dragon race, how dare they!"

"It's just the roar of the weak and impotent, so don't pay attention to it!"

Up in the sky, the hovering dragons were all sneering.

Their cold eyes swept down, and their looks were filled with disdain and contempt.

They were true dragons, their bloodline was ancient and noble, how could they be compared to these lowly human beings, in the ancient times, these human beings were the food of his dragon race.

"Ah pooh!"

"You're the scum, four-legged reptiles!"

In the city, there was another angry scolding.

"How dare you!"

The dragons in the sky were furious, and they opened their mouths and roared, their divine light shining brightly.

For a moment, there were endless thunderbolts, waves of water, and flames, bursting out of the sky with a monstrous force.

The imperial city formation was instantly triggered, bursting with radiant divine light.

"Human Grylls, don't hand over your treasures yet!"

"If you dare to disobey, your Holy Spirit Dynasty will be removed from the Immortal Realm in a day or two!"

A group of true dragons roared and continuously bombarded the formation.

For a time, the sky was filled with resplendent divine light and rumbling sounds, constantly exploding.

"Insolent!"

He was an old man in white robes, his robes hunting, his beard and hair all spread out, and when he stretched out his hand, it was a giant palm that condensed out and grabbed a real dragon outside the formation.

"Not good!"

The true dragon gave a low cry and looked horrified.

It was the palm of Da Luo, the Holy Spirit of the Protectorate had struck.

He wanted to dodge, but it was too late, he was pinned by a palm.

With a scream, his scales burst and blood splattered.

"Old man, you're looking for death!"

"Let go!"

The rest of the dragons were furious and hissed.

"It seems that you Holy Spirit dynasty are going to be stubborn to the end, yes! Then don't blame my king for being rude, you are in this cage, be good and watch, how my king will destroy your Holy Spirit Dynasty."

The white dragon even screamed, raging with fury.

"You wait, you are dead!"

The captured dragon burst open a section of its body and fled, sarcastically shouting.

The Guardian Sage snorted coldly, prodded again, and grabbed it.

"Hmph!"

At this time, a furious snort exploded in the sky, like thunder from the ninth heaven, shaking the whole world.

In the city, countless people only felt their hearts and minds tremble, and their blood and qi all surged up.

"It's the Heavenly Dragon King!"

Their faces changed dramatically, and they all looked up.

At that moment, in the immortal palace, there was a huge golden finger pointing out to meet the palm of the Guardian Saint.

Boom!

One finger, one palm, blasted together, immediately exploding into boundless light and engulfing the entire world.

The momentum swept away, and the imperial formation trembled a few times.

In mid-air, the figure of the Protectorate Saints shook, and their faces changed, clearly having suffered a considerable loss.

"Hahaha! Elder Spirit, you can't! You want to stop me? Even if you cultivate for thousands of years, you will not be a match for this king!"

Accompanied by a loud laugh like a flood of bells, a strapping figure stepped out of the immortal palace and swept a hundred feet away, arriving in the blink of an eye over the imperial city.

He was a naked, gnarled man with a mighty face.

At this moment, he had a cold smile on his face and swept a glance at the imperial city below, a pair of narrowed dragon pupils with a scarlet blood light flashing.

"This king thought you would know what to choose after the lesson you learned last time, but you're still so stubborn, you're just too stupid to reach.

He raised his eyes, looked at the old man in front of him, and smiled wryly.

After saying that, his figure shifted and suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Protector of the Holy Spirit, and he punched out directly.