Myriad Realms Grand Manager with a God Class System.

The power of the dragon clan is of course strong.

Looking back at the ruins of thousands of miles below their feet.

Back then, this was a prosperous empire.

"It is an honor for you to feel this powerful force before you die." Yan Lu stretched his body.

There was a kind of cat and mouse banter, playing around and messing with your prey.

"I will never admit it as an honor."

Chi Yang slowly got up from the ground, walked slowly to the two long swords inserted in the ruins, and pulled out the long swords with force.

"His—it hurts so much."

The pain in his chest caused Chi Yang to take a breath.

"In that case, let me see how beautiful your desperate expression is under this power." Yan Lu smiled jokingly, appearing in front of the ground barrier while his body flickered.

"Boom-!"

With just one punch, earth defensive magic, the ground barrier instantly fell apart and turned into a pile of dirt.

Dragon blood condensed on the palm of Yan Lu's hand.

The flying dragon blood is like a rain of blood in the sky.

Those mercenaries who had been hiding behind the ground barriers had no time to react, and the dragon blood flew in front of them.

"Poof-!"

"Poof-!"

In just a few seconds, the members of the Breaking Waves Mercenary Team had already halved in numbers.

Looking at the fallen members, Chi Yang's face became more and more ugly.

But at this time, Chi Yang did not yell.

In addition to making Yan Lu more rampant, it will have no other effect.

A large amount of blood flowed down the ruins to the ground and was madly swallowed by the formation pattern. In a place where no one had noticed, a glimmer of light appeared at some point.

"The more people I sacrifice, the more strength I gain."

"The power of the dragon's breath curse, I almost can't feel it."

While Yan Lu slaughtered the members of the Breaking Waves Mercenary Squad frantically, the burn marks behind him due to the Dragon's Breath Curse had slowly disappeared.

"This is my strength."

Getting rid of the Dragon's Breath Curse has always been the greatest goal of Yan Lu.

The strength of the dragon's blood was blessed on the body, making Yan Lu feel more powerful than ever.

"Chi Yang, say your last words."

Yan Lu finally returned to Chi Yang and said with a joking expression.

"Last words... why don't you say yours." Chi Yang suddenly raised his head, raised all his fighting spirit, and violently attacked.

The two swords slashed from Yan Lu's left shoulder to his right abdomen.

Even though Yan Lu has the blessing and protection of dragon blood armor, Chi Yang is, after all a Profound-rank powerhouse.

This was all of his Fighting spirit, gushing out in one go, like water flowing out from a broken dam.

This Power is definitely not to be underestimated.

The mocking expression was still on Yan Lu's face, as he had already been cut, two gaps appeared in the dragon blood armor, exposing the wounds on his chest and abdomen inside.

"I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have so much more energy."

Yan Lu didn't cover the wound on his chest and abdomen, but let the blood flow outward, but the expression on his face had become fierce.

"Excuse me, cough cough..."

Chi Yang spouted another mouthful of blood, and then coughed violently as if choked.

"In that case, this is your last word." Yan Lu said in a cold tone and condensed some dragon blood in his hand.