So, he asked Laojun for some medicinal recipes.

Among them is the medicinal diet in which dragon bone is the main medicine.

But right now, he has the top miracle medicine, but he doesn't have dragon meat or dragon bones.

Suddenly, he thought that Master Peng ate dragon meat, so he sent a message to Master Peng and asked him to bring over a dragon.

He needs to be in the seventh-dimensional mortal realm, because this level of dragon meat, coupled with top-notch magical medicine, is also helpful to him.

At the same time, for An An and An Miaoling, the energy of the medicinal diet will not be unbearable.

If it were eight-dimensional dragon meat, they would not be able to enjoy it even if they were in an peaceful state!

…

After Peng Zu got the news, he immediately called the clan elders over.

"What noble-blooded gentleman needs a dragon, at least one in the seventh-dimensional mortal realm!"

Seven dimensions?

The elder frowned slightly: "Senior is a being at the level of a god of war. Why do you need a seven-dimensional dragon?"

"The level is too low and the food is tasteless!"

Pengzu nodded slightly: "I am also a little confused!"
Chapter completed!