Feeling the tremendous weight on my body.
The body that was already seriously injured was almost broken by it.
The old dragon was furious in an instant, with one eye full of murderous intent. Every word he spoke, he wished he could tear Wu Yi into pieces.
For others.
It has never hated it so much.
Chen Yulou's killing of it could also be interpreted as a different stance, to slay demons and conquer them, or a territorial dispute. How could he allow others to snore next to the crouching tiger?
But Wu Yi is its blood descendant.
He betrayed himself openly.
Kill the old turtle and the black snake.
Now it is even more difficult to block his last way of survival.
How could the old dragon not be so angry?
This can no longer be called a traitor, he is simply a beast.
During the Dragon Palace Dharma Conference, he was worried that he would be helpless on the island and be bullied by others. In front of all the monsters, he called Wu Yi to him and gave him a natal scale armor. .
The purpose is obvious.
It is to announce its identity in front of the banquet.
Unexpectedly.
After so many years of good intentions, he actually raised a white-eyed wolf.
The anger surged.
Almost gushing out.
Aware of Lao Jiao's almost substantial murderous intention, Wu Yi's mind instantly sank to the bottom.
It was also desperate, that's why.
Wu Yi knows very well that once the old dragon is really allowed to escape back to the Dragon Palace, it will have at least hundreds of years to live with the dragon attribute, which means that in the next hundreds of years, it will live every day. All live in fear.
Perhaps, one day in the middle of the night, the head will be picked off by the old dragon that sneaks onto the island.
Swallow it in one gulp.
Become its blood food.
Even if it was seriously injured and there was no possibility of revenge, Wu Yi did not dare to gamble.
After all, as long as there is a chance.
It will never turn over.
So, how could it pretend to turn a blind eye when it saw that Old Jiao was trying to escape from under its nose while Mr. Chen and his party were not paying attention.
If you let the tiger return to the mountain today, you will die tomorrow.
Therefore, even if it sacrifices half of its life, it still wants to keep the old dragon.
As long as you accept this petition, you will have a complete foothold with Mr. Chen. With his methods, he will be able to heal his wounds easily. Maybe he will be a blessing in disguise.
A low growl.
Wu Yi did not sit still and wait for death.
Instead, he activated all the demonic energy in his body.
In an instant, hundreds of tortoise shells all over the body were closed one by one, and the head was hidden in the tortoise shell. It looked like it was made of molten iron, and it was integrated and exuding a metallic cold light.
Bang!
The old Jiao, who was extremely angry, didn't care too much and raised his big hand to slap it hard.
Only a loud bang was heard.
It was like hitting a big bluestone.
The pitch-black carapace was cracked inch by inch.
Wu Yi, who huddled up in a ball, was almost knocked into the ground. Although it withstood the impact, it still felt uncomfortable. Qi and blood were surging all over its body, surging crazily along its limbs and veins.
Scarlet blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, ears and nose.
“Death to me!”
Seeing that he didn’t kill this white-eyed wolf with just one punch.
Lao Jiao was even more furious.
Lift up your front paws and hold them tightly. The sharp dragon claws are filled with demonic energy, and the terrifying energy is rising rapidly at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.
"Mr. Chen...save me!"
Seeing this scene.
Wu Yi’s three souls were almost scared to death.
It held up the sky, but it was just a big demon, and it was in no way comparable to a demon king like Lao Jiao who almost turned into a dragon.
Can hold on for a while.
It is already a fluke among flukes.
With the next punch, Lao Jiao made it clear that he was going to kill him. With such overwhelming hatred, he almost tore it into hundreds of thousands of pieces, and then chewed them alive one by one.
Now I can save its life.
There is only Mr. Chen!
If you don’t ask for help, you will really be smashed into a puddle of mud.
With that casual move just now, 70% of the turtle's shell was broken into pieces. It didn't dare to imagine how terrifying a punch from the angry old dragon would be.
“It’s Wu Yi!”
“Wu Yi stopped the old dragon!”
"What a boy, it's so fierce, I almost mistook it!"
The movement under the cliff attracted everyone.
Looking at the fighting over there, they couldn't understand what was happening.
Although it is more accurate to say that it is one-sided Hammer of Fury.
But not before that.
Wu Yi didn't have a good impression on them.
Cunning, cunning, greedy.
Almost bad to the core.
To be able to take the initiative to stand up at this time and stop the old dragon who is more than ten times stronger than it, this courage alone is worthy of admiration.
“It’s really good to be able to risk one’s life!”
Chen Yulou released his big hand on Luofu's head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
At the same time.
Thoughts connect with consciousness.
Buzz!
A buzzing sound suddenly rose out of the air, like a slight trembling of wings.
But Yuan Hong, who was standing behind him, seemed to have seen something incredible, and his pupils suddenly widened.
In the scene reflected deep in his eyes, a long sword slowly flew up from behind its owner as if it had a spirit.
“Go!”
“Kill the dragon!”
Ignore what Yuan Hong is thinking.
Chen Yulou pointed his fingers together like a sword and made a light stroke.
In an instant.
The dragon-scaled sword, which was trembling in the scabbard like a dragon chanting and cicadas chirping, broke free from the scabbard and turned into a stream of light, breaking through the void. In an instant, it appeared above the old dragon's head and chopped it off out of thin air!
Boom——
The sharp sword energy was like rain, covering the sky and the sun.
The old dragon had just raised his sharp claws, preparing to punch the broken turtle shell beneath him. He suddenly noticed the sword energy coming towards him, and a flash of horror could not help but appear in his eyes.
I can no longer care about Wu Yi.
Temporarily changed the formation and punched the head hard.
It’s just...
You are in a hurry, how can you stop the rain of swords from the sky?
After finally breaking the few swords that were close to him, in the blink of an eye, more sword energy quietly appeared outside the body, easily piercing through its scales and penetrating deep into its flesh and blood.
Extreme pain spread throughout the body.
Blood oozed out like a spring.
The old dragon could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a bang.
The black clothes underneath him reacted very quickly. Before it fell to the ground, it rushed out with a swipe. It could have been avoided. Otherwise, with the old dragon's flesh and blood body, it would be smashed down like this. It's enough to drink a pot.
finally.
The sword energy is gone.
The dragon scale sword hovered between the old dragon's brows with a clanking sound.
The sharp sword light almost pierced into the one eye, and the fierce sword energy made it almost impossible to open its eyes.
If it were the past. How could the overlord of Dongting Lake suffer such shame and humiliation?
But at this moment...
Old Jiao has completely lost his temper.
I am almost out of breath.
With Ten Thousand Swords piercing the heart, even if it transformed into a real dragon, it would not be able to bear it, not to mention that it had just escaped from a fight with a celestial phoenix.
The fact that he did not die on the spot due to such serious injuries was due to the dragon's amazing body.
Lying on the ground, looking at the rain that had gradually stopped above his head and the heavy dark clouds that had dispersed, countless pictures suddenly appeared in Lao Jiao's mind.
Start with an impression.
It was still weak at that time. It was afraid of being eaten by other monsters as blood food, and it was also afraid of being casually killed by passing Taoists.
It only dares to hide in an inaccessible deep mountain forest.
Hidden in a deep pool.
Take in the essence of the sun and the moon, breathe the aura of heaven and earth, swallow the elixir in the mountains, and become stronger little by little.
Wait until you are a hundred years old.
It finally dared to walk out of the mountain.
Sneaking all the way along the river, I met many of the same kind along the way.
Some people are afraid of the fact that it is born with dragon blood.
Some people covet its spirit, flesh, essence and blood, and regard it as a great medicine.
Traveling for a hundred years.
It finally found another place to live.
That is a big river.
It spans three provinces, five provinces and sixteen prefectures and counties.
The big snake that previously occupied the Shuifu practice died in its hands. The weak will eat the strong. This is a rule it has understood since it was born.
In that river, it practiced in seclusion for two hundred years.
Finally became a great demon.
I know more and more monsters.
However, no one dared to covet it anymore, and there was only fear in their eyes when they looked at it.
Old Jiao knew that it was because he was already strong enough.
So it left again.
Walking through mountains, rivers, swamps, rivers and lakes, we finally arrived outside Dongting Lake.
I still remember the first time I saw this big lake, I felt the overwhelming water vapor, steaming Yunmengze, shaking Yueyang City, and all the ambitions engraved in my bones were activated.
Then it broke into the water mansion without looking back.
It took several years.
Conquer all the monsters, big and small.
And it finally took over Dongting Lake Xiashui Mansion and renamed it Dragon Palace.
It is a natural dragon species, and will transform into a dragon through water in the future. Its residence can naturally be worthy of the name Dragon Palace.
He has been sitting in Dongting Lake for decades.
Lao Jiao finally celebrated his 500th birthday.
With great ambitions, it sent out dozens of invitations, which were sent like snowflakes to various water mansions in the Xiangchu territory. All great demons with sufficient cultivation were invited.
After.
In the Dragon Palace of Dongting Lake, there was also a commotion that had not been seen in thousands of years.
The only thing that makes it feel pity is.
I couldn’t find a few scholars like Li Taibai and Su Dongpo.
Otherwise, that Dragon Palace Dharma Ceremony will definitely leave a poem that will last forever.
At least it is comparable to Lu Dongbin’s Dongting Jingqi Lao Longmian.
And this regret once became a problem for it. It even thought that it would make up for the regret no matter what when it held the thousand-year birthday ceremony.
Unexpectedly...
I didn’t wait for my thousand-year birthday banquet.
What was ushered in was a land swordsman and a descendant of the phoenix.
Scenes flashed by like a horse.
Finally, it was fixed on the dark sky above.
It is said that when a person dies, there will be a revolving door-like situation where he looks back on his past life.
Maybe right now.
Dong dong dong——
Soon, a sound of footsteps came and seemed to stop beside him. The old dragon turned his head with difficulty, and at a glance he saw Qing Shi carrying a sword. Mr. Chen.
A few hours ago, it was thinking of taking him back to the Dragon Palace.
After all, this is a monk.
I don’t know how much spiritual energy is contained in a body of flesh and blood.
Compared to the best medicine in the world.
I never thought that now it is completely the opposite, and I will become someone else’s medicinal material.
Maybe this is fate.
But...
It is really unwilling.
Obviously, there are only a few decades or a hundred years before he can wait for the opportunity to transform into a dragon. When the time comes, he can overcome the tribulation and transform into a real dragon.
Now I have to die in such a miserable way.
"Senior, if you have any last words or regrets, Chen will definitely do it for you."
Chen Yulou made a casual move.
The dragon scale sword hanging above its head instantly let out a soft groan, and then flew straight back into the scabbard.
It looked at Lao Jiao calmly.
Hear the words.
Even though Old Jiao was unwilling, angry, and painful to the extreme, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
In the remaining dragon's eye, a few golden threads were fixed in it.
Chen Yulou was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.
Finally.
Old Jiao seemed to have come to his senses, his hoarse voice echoing around.
“Dare I ask Mr. Chen’s name?”
I thought it would curse, be disdainful, watch indifferently, close its eyes and wait for death.
Unexpectedly, what Lao Jiao wanted to ask most before he died was his own identity.
I guess I said it was a casual cultivator before.
It didn’t believe it at all.
“I’m at Chen Yulou in Xiangyin.”
"For generations, I have made a living by fighting for money."
"It was just by chance that I started practicing practice, so...I said before that I was practicing casual practice, and there was no deception in it."
" Xiangyin, Chen family?”
Old Jiao’s pupils widened.
It has been in Dongting Lake for so many years, and it is still relatively clear about the large and small forces around Yueyang City.
But he remembered correctly.
Before falling asleep, the Chen family was just a bunch of local masters, digging and robbing tombs with shovels. Now, a hundred years later, a swordsman has been born?
“It seems that senior knows.”
Seeing the change in its expression, Chen Yulou smiled faintly.
“I wonder if senior has any other last words left. If not, Chen will ask senior to go on his way!”
"Wait..."
The old dragon struggled to raise his hand.
After all, it still couldn't let go of the regret in its heart. After a brief talk, Chen Yulou, although a little surprised, still agreed, saying that after it died, he would definitely find a scholar to write an article for it. A unique epitaph.
"By the way, Mr. Chen, the old Jiao seems familiar with your sword intent."
"I wonder if you are a descendant of Mr. Lu Yan?" (End of Chapter)