Chapter 1297 Shaoyan, crowned with white
Looking at the silver-haired woman whose whole body was filled with wind and snow, all the disciples of the True Immortal Sect felt their bones stand on end.
The guardian Yan Poyun was born as a giant demon in the deep sea of glaciers. Since he was a child, before he transformed into his early years, this purple dragon has lived under his tongue and has survived to this day.
This purple dragon is born with a poisonous body and has a magical charm. It comes from the dragon clan. Its sound is like thunder. It will encounter wind and rain when it is born. However, it carries wind and rain with it, hiding poisonous poison. It will kill people if it hurts.
There is also a thin dragon bloodline in Yan Poyun's body, which has been fostered in Yan Poyun's body for hundreds of thousands of years. Although the body is small, a drop of ambergris in its body is enough to turn an area of the sea into a poisonous pool, and not even an inch of it is alive. born.
Except for Yan Poyun, who in Kunlun Jingxu dared to come into close contact with him?
But this unknown silver-haired woman actually killed the purple dragon that had been with him for thousands of years with just a look and turned it into ashes.
Everyone, including Shang Chang, saw clearly just now that the silver-haired woman was the white snake on the young man's wrist.
Shang Chang was stunned.
The companion spirit pet was just waved to kill. Yan Poyun's face, as cold as a zombie, was instantly enveloped in a layer of gloom. When he slowly raised his eyelids to look at the silver-haired woman, Indescribably cold and terrifying.
Balian was stunned for a while before he realized the true identity of the silver-haired woman in front of him.
This sudden change really caught him off guard.
He moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yan Poyun's cold and dangerous gaze.
Bailian's eyes were serious, he took two steps forward and took her wrist, hiding her behind him, and looked directly into Yan Poyun's eyes.
A line of blood slowly spilled out from the corner of Yan Poyun's cold lips, dyeing his lips scarlet red.
The purple dragon had been hidden under his tongue since he was born, and it had already been integrated with his tongue. Now that the purple dragon was reduced to ashes, his tongue was naturally damaged. What's even more troublesome is that the purple dragon The soul has been extinguished, but half of the true body is still hidden under the tongue.
At the same time that his soul was destroyed, the dragon poison in his true body could no longer be controlled and hidden, and all of it exploded under Yan Poyun's tongue.
The blood-stained lips turned black and purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He spat out a mouthful of black blood with an expressionless face. Qi and blood surged around his body, rapidly refining the toxins in his body.
The feeling of suffering the poisonous backlash from his spiritual pet is not pleasant, but for Yan Poyun, this is not a fatal injury.
But for a while, he stopped fighting and did not continue to attack Bailian.
After the silver-haired woman instantly killed the purple dragon, there was no other movement and she stood quietly behind Balian.
Only the pair of deep purple pupils stared at Yan Poyun without blinking. In the deep pupils, there was a clear mirror, which reflected his figure in detail.
Shang Chang and the disciples of the True Immortal Sect did not check, but Yan Poyun's gaze penetrated the snow and saw his own reflection in those cold and indifferent purple eyes.
That was not just a projected body mirror image. What he saw was that the self in those eyes was actually a translucent form that could be seen by human spirits to reveal the essence of the soul.
It is clear which inch of his bones and muscles are where his immortal bones are, where his spiritual roots are jumping and moving, and even the dispersed distribution of demonic energy and spiritual power attributes, as if he could see into the depths of his soul.
This gives people the unpleasant feeling of having their weaknesses clearly detected.
But Yan Poyun's face remained indifferent, showing no anger.
Because he knows that in this world, there is only one kind of creature that can ignore the huge gap in cultivation realm and see a strong man in the Tongming realm who is far away from becoming a saint without leaving any secret.
Yan Poyun slowly wiped the poisonous blood from his lips. His face was still as cold as pig iron in the snow in winter, but his eyes were terrifyingly bright!
Just like a wild wolf on a snowy night, he suddenly saw the bright and blazing eyes of his prey!
"Everyone knows that since ancient times, the true dragon lineage has been extinct for a long time, but they never thought that today I would be lucky enough to meet the true dragon with my own eyes. If I guessed correctly, you should be the last person in the world. A real dragon, right?”
Some kind of crazy and fiery factor seemed to be igniting in Yan Poyun’s eyes at this moment. He looked directly at the person behind Bailian with those eyes. Silver-haired woman.
There is even a strange bloody excitement in the tone of his voice, beating in the air.
Bailian's face turned cold and his body shifted, trying to completely block Xiao Bailong's figure.
But he suddenly discovered that the little white dragon in human form was extremely tall. Even without the exquisite silver dragon horns, she was half a head taller standing behind Bailian.
Where can it be completely covered up?
Xiao Bailong noticed Yan Poyun's unusually fiery gaze, but she was no stranger to this kind of gaze.
Be it the young disciples of the inner sect of the Tianxi Sword Sect in the Sin Sword Pool, their gentleman sword master, or even the Golden Immortal Fengxu.
Since she was born, everyone in the world can’t help but look at her like this when they see her real body.
This is why humans are always so ugly in the eyes of dragons.
In this world, there is only one person who would not look at her like this, only one person.
Only that young man on the White Camel Mountain, who looked as clean as the moonlight after the rain, would look at her with a gentle look that was completely different from the rest of the world, and would support her with his hands to help her soar above the nine heavens.
Thinking of this, she unconsciously raised her arm and touched the two words carved on her dragon horns that were faint but deep into her soul.
‘Shaoyan’, Shaoyan with the surname Bai.
The aura of Kunlun Jingxu is indeed worthy of its reputation and is extremely abundant. After healing the old wounds in the orb and integrating the dragon horns, she only practiced in the mountains for half a year, but it was actually worth a thousand years in the human world and a hundred years in the fairy world.
She has already been able to transform.
It’s just that she has already known with her spiritual intelligence, Balian’s situation and identity in Kunlun Jingxu. If she transforms at will in the mountain residence, it will only cause trouble for him.
She and Balian have never had normal human communication.
But she understands Balian's thoughts and ideas better than anyone else.
It was a tacit understanding cultivated in his childhood that no one else had.
She knew that Bai Lian covered his face with a mask because he did not want to reveal his identity. Therefore, even when fighting against enemies like the True Immortal Sect and Yan Poyun, he did not use even half of his spiritual power and blood power.
The world doesn’t know that the spiritual pet of the son of the former young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect and now the corpse king’s general is a dragon.
So if she comes forward today to check and balance the powerful enemy, it will not reveal Bailian's identity.
The chill in the vast ancient forest became heavier. Bai Shaoyan lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the soft and fluffy hair on Balian's head. He narrowed his eyelids slightly, then took two steps forward, stood on tiptoes, and put Her snow-white chin rested on his head. She squinted her eyes and looked at Yan Poyun, whose gaze was extremely hot, and said lightly: "So what if I am the last true dragon in this world, Stone Demon, put away your coveting eyes, and from the day I traveled for nine days, This body, this soul, and even every hair will only belong to one person.”
She opened her lips lightly to speak, but the strange thing was that what she said was not just a language.
In addition to human language, there are also dragon languages that resonate with the laws of heaven and earth hovering in the world.
As he spoke, the dragon horn with the word 'Shaoyan' engraved on it began to emit a faint light.
Bailian seemed to realize what she wanted to do. The moment she hugged him with one arm from behind, he felt calm inside, but his body couldn't help but stiffen.
The silver hair, as cold as the moonlight, fell from Balian's shoulders. Bai Shaoyan's body slightly bent, and his head fell sideways.
In this cold night, the dragon girl slightly opened her pale cherry lips, and the slightly pointed animal teeth were looming between her lips, and the frosty and cold breath sprayed into Balian's ears. .
After the breath came up, a light layer of frost covered his ears.
Abruptly, she bit down on Balian's left ear, leaving a silver-blue mark between the ears.
The pale lips were dyed red with blood. Under the paralysis of the frost, Balian did not feel any pain.
She gently licked the wound with the tip of her cold tongue, and the blood was quickly wiped away by her, and there was no trace of blood left.
Only a small, delicate and complex silver-blue rune was seen flowing between the ears, like an earring penetrating the ear bone.
Bailian couldn't see the changes between his ears, but only felt a cold current rising from his body and spreading to the palm of his left hand.
I saw a circle of silver lines like a bracelet painted on my palms like flowing silver. The lines quickly formed into a chain, wrapping around the palm in a circle, and then extended out, forming seals all the way. He circled around Bai Shaoyan's neck again.
The mark has just been completed.
This is actually the unique mark of recognition of the Dragon Clan.
Yan Poyun's face instantly became extremely ugly, but soon he returned to his expressionless look, snorted lightly and said:
"Yes, the True Dragon Clan, You will never easily recognize your master and dedicate your loyalty to other races, but once you recognize your master, you will stay with him for life, and you will never change your master to another person. lifetime It can only be used once."
Yan Poyun took two steps forward, with a faint smile on his cold face: "But it doesn't matter."
He pointed at Bai Lian and said, "I. Kill first If he clings to the dragon soul, pulls your dragon scales, taps your dragon tendons, picks your dragon bones, and eats your dragon heart, even if he wastes a lot of natural resources, the final value is far better than that of my purple dragon. "
Since the real dragon that has recognized its master is useless alive, it will be killed.
After all, every part of her body is a treasure in the world!
Yan Poyun slowly raised three fingers and said calmly: "The strength I showed just now is only 30%. You are very strong, but after all you are not an adult true dragon. I think your cultivation is , no more than the Thousand Tribulation Realm."
He shook his head and said: "I don't know where you got the courage to show your true body in front of a demon cultivator like me who is in the realm of Tongming. Don't you know , faced with such a huge temptation as a real dragon, can the demon fairy clan be able to swallow the dragon's blood and dragon's heart to nourish the soul, improve their cultivation, and refine their immortal bones?"
< br> Bailian's eyes turned cold and he said: "The real dragon is an ancient god. You, a mere clan of demons and immortals, dare to eat the real dragon raw and violate the Kunlun taboo. Aren't you afraid that the Kunlun God Lord will accuse you?!"
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"Apologise?" Yan Poyun smiled coldly and said, "You killed innocent disciples of the True Immortal Sect. Your cruelty is undoubtedly that of the devil. Even though she is a true dragon, she recognizes you as her master, so she is no longer a deity of our Immortal Clan. , but are no different from demonic spirits. If I kill and eat them, not only will I be blameless, but I will also be able to do so. Good job!"
After saying that, Yan Poyun obviously didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. He spread his palm and said:
"Here comes the gun!"
In an instant. , as if there were countless earth dragons and dragons rioting and raging under the earth.
The Poyun Gun that was firmly suppressed by Bai Shaoyan's feet let out a roar, like a scorching sun, breaking free from its restraints and leaping up.
The blazing red light below the gun body wavered and wavered, the gun's majestic power was boundless, and it shone brightly in an instant.
The Cloud-Breaking Spear fell into the palm of my hand again, creating a majestic atmosphere.
Wherever the gun wind struck, the space began to disintegrate. Even the six-vehicle demons hidden in another dimension exploded into bodies in the void space. Horrible monster corpse.
It can be seen that Yan Poyun is determined to win the last true dragon in the world, life or death!
Bai Shaoyan opened his mouth to breathe in the mist and frost, and the space began to condense into ice, but he still could not stop the terrifying momentum of the cloud-breaking gun.
The blood in Balian's body began to surge, his eyes darkened, and he was ready to resist the shot.
However, this shot, just as Yan Poyun said, did not hold back at all.
Even if it is just an extremely simple, no-fancy shot, it uses the strength that Tongming realm should have.
This one shot is enough to destroy half of the human empire.
Bailian knew that the possibility of resisting this shot and getting unscathed was basically zero.
He didn't have any intention of fighting for a long time, and he didn't seek a quick victory. He just wanted to escape today without exposing his identity.
But looking at the momentum, it seems unlikely.
Who would have thought that rescuing a small Kunlun Mountain resident could actually attract the famous No. 1 Guardian who is responsible for everything.
The God of Luck cannot always favor him, and everything cannot go without incident, as calculated by him.
Although it will be a bit troublesome if your identity is exposed.
But that’s okay.
Although things will be more troublesome, what Balian is best at now is solving troubles.
After all these major events one after another, he realized in his heart that the current Kunlun God Lord was really no longer in Kunlun Jingxu.
Bailian has enough extra time to make full preparations to deal with the Kunlun God Lord.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and the two dead corpse beads faintly shook in his chest and dantian, and the blood flowed slowly.
Just when he was about to resist, a voice as clear and smooth as Mingyu rang out at an inappropriate time.
"The true dragon is the most powerful spirit in the world. Even the immortal clan assistant may not be qualified to kill and eat her. Yan Poyun, are you the guardian of the realm? Are you too stupid to forget your identity?"
(End of this chapter)