The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Eastern Yuan Realm.

Eighth House.

The warehouse of Zhuang's Commercial Bank is located in a relatively remote place.

There are more than 20 guards around, all of whom are martial arts masters.

But farther away, in all directions, there is a dragon guard who forges the body of a god and demon in each of the eight directions, guarding the warehouse.

Although during these days, this stone statue has not moved at all, and it is no different from ordinary stone statues, but no one dares to be careless after hearing about the drought.

Who knows when this stone statue will attack again?

"Young master."

"Young master."

...

The eight dragon guards all gathered here, extremely respectful.

The reason why they walked out of the wild mountains and came to this outside world to work for Zhuang's firm was because of Lord Long.

But now all the dragon guards have also tacitly agreed that the Dragon Lord is the young master.

Many of the dragon guards, since they followed the young master out of the tribe, have scattered everywhere, and have never seen each other again, nor have they seen the young master who let them walk out of the wilderness and died for them.

To be honest, it has been a long time since Zhuang Ming left the wilderness, went to the Cang Palace in the Eastern Yuan Realm, transferred to the Da Chu King City, returned to Jusheng Mountain, and then came to Tianyu Fudi.

"After you walked out of the wilderness with me, you each separated and worked for the firm. You haven't seen me for a long time."

Zhuang Ming saluted and said: "It is Zhuang who treated you badly."

The eight dragon guards all bowed down and said: "Young master, I am serious. We will live for the Dragon Lord and die for the Dragon Lord. But if the Dragon Lord has something to say, no matter where you go, you will live and die without regret."

——

Around the warehouse.

Eight dragon guards formed a formation.

What was used was the small army formation of the Great Chu Imperial Army, and the eight people worked together to form a trapped formation.

This was given by Yuan Shen, whom Zhuang Ming took over at the beginning. This person was a fourth-rank official of the military department of the Great Chu King City, and he knew a lot of formations.

Many dragon guards are under his command and have been taught by the military formation.

"That stone statue, is there no movement?"

"It's no different from an ordinary stone statue, but these days, within ten miles of it, we all feel palpitations. With the lessons learned from Brother Wen Han, I dare not approach it to avoid being hurt by it."

"Wen Han's injury has generally stabilized, as long as he survives this calamity, he can become the first Sizheng Longwei in your generation."

Having said that, Zhuang Ming said again: "I came this time to personally explore the traces of that stone statue."

The eight dragon guards all had strange expressions on their faces, hesitating and indecisive.

"How can the son be in danger?"

"It's okay, I'm just exploring it, not fighting it head-on, not to mention what kind of existence it is, in fact, we don't even know it."

"But..." Long Wei hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'll be waiting for you, brother, at the front?"

"No, I'm sure of self-protection, why do you need to wait for danger?" Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "It can hurt Wen Han, at least above the Zhenxuan level, if you really want to attack, you can't resist it, Or do I have a meeting with it myself to see if it's alive or dead."

"The young master is going alone, and we will be the guards, how can we rest assured?"

"Then you are all around, set up formations, and if there is any change, I will send a message to let you help me."

"This..." Long Wei paused and asked, "What method should I use?"

"Including Bai Qing, there are nine people." Zhuang Ming said: "Use the Nine Square Army Formation."

"I can't go either?" Bai Qing was startled for a moment.

"What do you think?" Zhuang Ming glanced at him.

"..." Bai Qing touched his chin, and stopped talking immediately.

——

at the same time.

Among the mines in Xundi, the seventh prefecture of the Eastern Yuan Realm.

The matter of mining has not stopped.

Zhuang Ming looked down, with a dignified expression.

He sensed all directions and could not detect any abnormalities.

There is no trace of formation here, and there is nothing ingenious about it.

This is just an ordinary mine lode.

It couldn't be more common.

"It looks like an ordinary vein."

"A seemingly ordinary stone statue appeared."

"But seriously injured the unusually powerful Dragon Guard."

"The problem is not with the veins, but with the seemingly ordinary stone statue."

"It seems that we still have to meet the stone statue in person."

As he thought like this, his figure suddenly broke apart.

——

Eighth Mansion, outside the warehouse.

The ordinary warriors guarding here all came forward.

"Meet the young master."

"What happened?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"There is no movement, it's just an ordinary stone statue. For some reason, Mr. Fu asked me to keep a close watch. If there is any movement, please report immediately." These ordinary guards obviously didn't know that Wen Han was seriously injured.

"It's fine if nothing changes."

Zhuang Ming waved his hand and said, "Stay far away, I'll go in personally."

These guards looked at each other in blank amazement.

Zhuang Ming didn't say much, waved them away, and continued to move forward.

The warehouse built by Zhuang's Commercial Firm covers a vast area and accumulates a lot of things, all of which are used in the daily operation of the firm, but none of them are precious.

The reason why the stone statue was sent here is because it is remote enough. Once the stone statue gets into trouble, it won't spread too far, and won't destroy too many things.

He walked into the warehouse.

Even if there is a throbbing pressure.

In an instant, Zhuang Ming was also out of breath.

Not to mention the real dragon in the dantian, his body is also the body of Zhenxuan now, and he has also experienced the baptism of the dragon blood holy pool, plus the mana of the real dragon is purified day and night, compared to Wen Han's Henglian God Demon The body is particularly strong.

"Is it the body of a god and demon, intimidated by the stone statue?"

"Or the blood of the Dragon Clan, intimidated by the stone statue?"

"It's just ahead."

Zhuang Ming stepped over and felt the pressure getting stronger.

But he finally saw the stone statue.

The stone statue resembles a tiger or leopard, but it is not a tiger or leopard. It looks extremely fierce, with distinct claws and teeth, and a fierce posture.

This stone statue is about ten feet tall and extremely hideous.

Looking at it now, it is still just an ordinary stone statue.

Ordinary rocks, ordinary materials, belong to the same type of stone as the stone slabs under their feet.

There are no traces of carving on it, only rough lines.

Just at a glance, it is already very old, full of traces of vicissitudes mottled by the years.

There is no formation, no runes, and it is not a magic weapon.

But it is also the same, no vitality, no mana, not a living being.

Bai Qing originally guessed that it might be a stone demon created by heaven and earth.

But now it seems that it is not a demon.

So what exactly is it?

"..."

Zhuang Ming stood in front of it.

Its eyes gradually brightened up.

A severe chill permeated the warehouse.

The extremely powerful breath made Zhuang Ming let out a muffled snort.

Invisibly, there seemed to be a sound of roaring.

It seemed extremely resistant to Zhuang Ming's aura.

It doesn't seem to be conscious, but out of instinct, it wants to destroy Zhuang Ming's breath.

Is it purely wanting to destroy the power above the ordinary boundaries?

Or simply loathe the physique of cultivating gods and demons?

Or is it because they hate the blood of the Dragon Clan?

"What kind of existence are you?"

Zhuang Ming said so, and pushed it with a palm, and pressed it on the body of the strange beast stone statue.

Wen Han was like this, and was counterattacked by the stone statue.

And Zhuang Ming imitated Wen Han and slammed his palm on it.

In an instant, a roar resounded in all directions.

"Nan Ling! I ate you!"

The deep voice, with heavy anger, contained extremely strong hatred.

The flickering eyes enveloped Zhuang Ming completely.

The extremely fierce breath seemed to destroy him.

In a trance, it seemed that a sharp claw with a sharp cold light was pressing on Zhuang Ming's head.