"Congratulations to Brother Jianfeng for winning the flag. Your flying dragon is really extraordinary!" After several saints of the Xie family left, Zhao Wudi, the saints of the Zhao family, walked over with a smile on his face.

Ye Xingchen smiled and said, "Brother Invincible has gone too far, Xiaofei just barely won."

"Brother Jianfeng, our Zhao family is interested in the white dragon's corpse you just now. I wonder if it can be sold to us? Don't worry, our price will definitely satisfy you." Zhao Wudi smiled and said straight to the point.

A light flashed in Ye Xingchen's eyes. He felt that the Zhao family suddenly held a dragon banquet this time, which seemed to be of some purpose, probably the attention of these pure dragon clans.

However, this has nothing to do with Ye Xingchen. He doesn't mind making friends with the Zhao family with a pure dragon clan corpse. Anyway, he doesn't care.

In fact, there are Xiaofei, the featherless chicken, and the little fifth-class divine beast. Even if it is a dragon king, he doesn't care.

Otherwise, with Ye Xingchen's strength, he could have conquered a dragon king in that mysterious world.

"Haha, Brother Wudi, I don't know what price your Zhao family is willing to buy? Let me state first that I only need something that can help me improve my cultivation. Other things are useless to me." Ye Xingchen then smiled.

Making friends with the Zhao family will also be beneficial to him.

After all, he had offended the Yan family and Xie family, and even the Li family would not deal with it. If he did not make friends with other war god families, it would be detrimental to him to go out in the future.

"Brother Jianfeng, please rest assured, you will definitely be satisfied with our price!" Zhao Wudi's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said: "We are willing to exchange the imperial golden elixir for this white dragon's corpse."

"How many?" Ye Xingchen's eyes flashed. The imperial golden elixir was too tempting for him. After all, he could refine the Dragon Pill and improve his cultivation, but he needed to break through the bottleneck. Only the imperial golden elixir could help him. He did not have the imperial golden elixir, and the effect was not as good as the imperial golden elixir.

"Three!" Zhao Wudi pondered, "Brother Jianfeng, your white dragon is dead after all. If you are still alive, it is worth thirty imperial golden elixirs."

When Ye Xingchen heard this, he immediately covered his chest and instantly regretted the pain.

He didn't expect that an ordinary pure dragon clan would be worth thirty imperial golden elixirs.

Thinking of how he killed dozens of pure dragon clans and quasi-dragon kings in the mysterious world... Ye Xingchen immediately felt that his heart was bleeding.

When Ye Xingchen thought of baking the dragons and eating them, he looked sad. They were the imperial golden elixirs, and they were wasted by him.

However, Ye Xingchen knew that it was not the time to regret it, so he immediately took out the white dragon's corpse and even took out the bloody Dragon King's head.

"This is the Dragon King's head. Do you buy it?" Ye Xingchen couldn't wait to look at Zhao Wudi.

Zhao Wudi's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said happily: "Of course, it's a pity, a dragon king."

He complained to Ye Xingchen, why did he kill a good Dragon King? Even if he can't be captured alive, he still has to keep the complete body, leaving only one head left.

If he knew that Ye Xingchen had roasted the Dragon King and ate it, he would have the intention to kill Ye Xingchen.

"Brother Jianfeng, this Dragon King has only one head left, and we can only produce twenty imperial golden elixirs." Zhao Wudi said immediately.

Ye Xingchen felt heartache again in an instant.

A head is worth twenty imperial golden elixirs, what if it is a complete corpse?

Ye Xingchen didn't dare to think about it anymore. If he continued to think about it, the more he felt ache. He quickly handed the white dragon's corpse and the dragon king's head to Zhao Wudi, and took the thirteen imperial golden elixirs handed over by Zhao Wudi.

After putting away the thirteen imperial golden elixirs, Ye Xingchen felt very satisfied. He immediately searched for his space ring and saw some treasured roasted dragon meat. He couldn't help but take out a roasted dragon leg and asked Zhao Wudi: "Brother Zhao, are you buying dragon meat? It's just roasted!"

"..." Zhao Wudi looked at Ye Xingchen invincible. What a big heart. What a foodie. He actually roasted the pure dragon clan and ate it. Don't you know how precious the pure dragon clan is?

With a wry smile, Zhao Wudi said, "The roasted dragon meat is useless except for being edible, and we don't need it."

"Oh!" Ye Xingchen sighed and had to put away the barbecue.

The holy sons of the God of War family around them were stunned and secretly slandered them, thinking that Ye Xingchen was a foodie.

After Ye Xingchen put away the barbecue, he glanced at everyone present with expectant expressions, his eyes flashed with light and said loudly: "Dragon Fighting, no matter whether you want to fight the dragon, please contact me. Did you see it? My dragon is just the lowest level flying dragon, and it is all low-level among the mixed-blooded dragon clan. You have a great chance of winning."

After saying that, Ye Xingchen also said to Zhao Wudi next to him: "Don't leave now, maybe there will be a few dragon corpses trading later."

Zhao Wudi was amused and crying when he heard this.

I thought to myself, if you shout like this, the fool knows that you are fighting their dragon, who will fight with you?

Sure enough, the group of people around him looked at Ye Xingchen, all looking at an idiot, and some even cursed in a low voice.

They are not fools. They saw Xiaofei defeating a four-clawed white dragon with their own eyes. How could they regard Xiaofei as a low-level mixed-race flying dragon?

However, no one was fooled.

Look, the little luoli Ji Yueliang next to him ran over with his four-clawed blue dragon, staring at Ye Xingchen with excitement and said, "I will fight with you for a dragon, no matter how you live or not."

Ye Xingchen glanced at the four-clawed blue dragon under her butt with some jealousy. This is the Dragon King. Even if it is a corpse, it is probably worth at least a few hundred imperial golden elixirs, which can allow him to reach the advanced war emperor realm.

However, Ye Xingchen did not dare to do this. If he cheated Ji Yueliang, he would completely offend the Ji family. For the sake of a dragon king, he was still a war god family with good relationship with him. Ye Xingchen felt it was not worth it.

At that moment, Ye Xingchen turned to Ji Lingfei next to him and said, "Brother Ji, come and take your child away!"

Ji Lingfei rolled his eyes, but he still flew over to take Ji Yueliang away.

"Let me go, you big bastard, I'm going to tell Sister Ruxue that you bully me, she will definitely beat you up." Ji Yueliang beat Ji Lingfei all the way.

Ji Lingfei's face turned dark and felt embarrassed. He grabbed her and ran away.

Ye Xingchen smiled, then glanced at the holy sons of the God of War Family around him, and continued to shout loudly: "Does no one dare to fight me with dragons? My dragon is just a low-level bloodline, and I won by chance just now."

"Can the Quasi-Dragon King participate?" A voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Ye Xingchen narrowed his eyes and was overjoyed. The quasi-dragon king, although he was not as good as the Dragon King, was definitely worth a lot of imperial golden elixirs. He couldn't wait to shout: "Of course."

The next moment, Yan Huo, the strongest saint of the Yan family, rode a quasi-dragon king and walked from the crowd. Behind him, there were several saints of the Xie family, and Xie Linkai was among them just now.

These people all showed malicious smiles.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!