Chapter 593 Nanyang Slays the Dragon
Ang!
The calmness in Nanshui Land was suddenly torn apart by a shrill dragon roar.
Like the sound of gold and stone, it is deafening.
A huge shadow passed across the sky, like dark clouds covering the sun, and a scarlet downpour fell on the world, staining the water and the earth.
The strong smell of blood filled the air, making countless creatures look up in horror.
Whether it was monks, demons, or mortal beasts, they all saw the huge thing that was as continuous as a mountain range and could not see the edge at a glance.
A big demon hiding in the depths of Nanhong and in charge of the Dragon Palace was letting out bursts of wailing at this moment!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this peerless beast is desperately trying to get back into the water, but its struggling body is always pulled back to the sky by an invisible force.
What kind of terrifying existence is it that can force such a big monster to break free?
Finally, Youdao's figure suddenly jumped up and attracted everyone's attention.
I saw the young man holding a knife in one hand, standing on a dragon body as huge as a mountain. His left arm suddenly stretched out, and his slender fingers tightly grasped a dragon's beard. The next moment, he actually pulled this dragon's body. A "mountain" was pulled upwards!
Such a shocking scene made everyone freeze in place.
The next moment, their eyes turned red.
Pfft!
The golden-patterned black knife penetrated hard into the scales of the Southern Dragon King, breaking its flesh and blood, causing waves of blood.
Under the terrifying size of this old dragon, this long knife is not much different from a toothpick.
However, as the young man waved his arms, the originally insignificant wound on the dragon's body expanded more than a hundred times in an instant.
The dazzling black gold light emerged, as if it was going to tear this old dragon apart completely!
One knife after another!
The wave of blood stained the young man's clothes and hair, making his originally fair face turn blood red. Only his gray eyes remained calm.
“Roar!”
There is only one such terrifying dragon demon in the entire Nanhong, but it’s just that the other party looks so miserable, it’s hard to believe...
It will be the master of the entire Nanhong, the strongest man on this land and water, the mighty Dragon King!
So, what is this dragon king afraid of?
As the Southern Dragon King rolled and fled across the entire Southern Flood Continent, someone finally recognized the young man's identity.
“Sect Master Shen?!”
The monks from the four major vassal forces of Nanyang Sect all widened their eyes.
They knew that the Seven Sects of Nanhong and Dragon Palace had long been incompatible with each other.
But I didn’t expect that it would reach the point of fighting the Dragon King head-on.
Such a major event that could affect the entire Nanhong situation happened so suddenly and without warning in front of everyone.
What is even more unbelievable is that in such a serious matter, only Sect Leader Shen of the seven Nanhong sects took action.
When fighting alone, he was able to suppress the Southern Dragon King throughout the whole process!
“Hoo!”
In Xuanyue City, under the protection of his father, Yin Yajun stared at the sky in a daze, his breathing becoming more rapid.
Even though she felt that Sect Master Shen was omnipotent, after seeing this scene, she still fell into a daze as if she had been struck by lightning.
The Dragon King, who could stir up turmoil in Nanhong with just one word, would actually end up in such an embarrassed state in front of Sect Leader Shen.
But why is the other person the only one?
"Dad, how could this happen?"
"..."
Facing his daughter's doubtful gaze, City Master Yin gave a wry smile.
Although his realm is low, he still has an identity here, and he has a deep understanding of the seven sects.
Even if the previous seven sects did have intentions to target Sect Master Shen, after the Seven Sons Conference, anyone with a brain knows how important Sect Master Shen is.
What's more, it's such a big deal as killing the Southern Dragon King. How can it be a piece of cake?
Such a big movement, of course, cannot escape the eyes and ears of Nanhong Seventh Son.
Many disciples rushed out of the treasure land, listening to the shrill dragon roar, feeling quite like a dream.
Before the remaining three sect leaders could react, Ji Jingxi had already rushed out and rushed towards the direction of the dragon's roar.
Her face was more solemn than ever before, and there was a hint of fear in her clear eyes.
Three people went out, but now only one is left.
The Southern Dragon King seems miserable, but in fact he is still very energetic!
Although I don’t know what accident happened to make things like this.
But Ji Jingxi can almost guess what will happen next.
Her lips trembled:
"Shen Yi, don't be impulsive..."
...
"Can you kill me? You Can you? ”
The Southern Dragon King’s consciousness has become a little blurry, but it still feels that the suppressive power on his body is weakening.
Shenyue Zhen Qingtian is a well-deserved immortal method.
But after all, it is just to hold down one place. Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will gradually become thinner, and it is not inexhaustible.
“Huh.”
Shen Yi stood with his head lowered on the long dragon's forehead, his wet hair clinging to the side of his face. He was holding a long knife at an angle, and his entire straight body had long since turned into a bloody man.
Exhaled a breath of turbidity.
He did not respond to the Nanlong King's taunt, but calmly watched the other party fall into the water.
Not to mention anything else, this dragon king is definitely the most powerful one Shen Yi has ever seen.
Even though the opponent's body was covered with wounds, the strength in his body was still so vast, as if he would never run out of strength.
"Are you accepting your fate?"
Feeling that his body was once again enveloped by the blue waves, the Southern Dragon King panted and laughed wildly.
It has returned to the place it is most familiar with, that is, its crazy mind, and it has recovered a little at this moment.
Even in the face of attacks from three people, it still persisted until now.
Then, the outcome is decided!
The Southern Dragon King ran straight towards the Dragon Cave. As long as he returned there, everything would be settled.
As for this ignorant young man, it is best for the other party to leave voluntarily, otherwise...
Finding that Shen Yi had no intention of evacuating, the Nanlong King's laughter became more ferocious.
"It's better not to leave! It's best not to leave!"
With the roar of the dragon, it stirred the southern flood, and the huge figure fell quickly, and soon saw the square bluestone palace.
"Now, it's my turn!"
Perhaps he was too excited, but the Nanlong King did not notice that the bluestone hall was much quieter than usual, like a dead place.
Wisps of blood floated between the bluestone bricks, and were quickly washed away by the water waves.
It turned into a human form and landed with a crash below the main hall, at the entrance to the bottomless abyss.
The old gown has long been torn to pieces, and the stalwart figure is also standing hunched, covered in blood and flesh, and its original appearance can no longer be seen.
In an instant, almost substantial dragon energy wrapped around its body, quickly repairing its wounds.
The Southern Dragon King suddenly turned back and glared at the figure in the ink-clothed shirt fiercely, wishing to eat its flesh and bones alive, but soon, it showed a cruel smile: "I don't know why you dare to follow me. , but this is my king’s territory.”
Although it is seriously injured, the dragon energy can no longer help it reach the perfect strength of the heaven, but it only takes a moment to return to its full strength.
Without the restraints of Qi Yansheng and Ye Jiu, it is enough to deal with only one Shen Yi.
"Your territory?"
Shen Yi looked quietly, there was no sarcasm in her voice, but it made the Southern Dragon King narrow his eyes again.
Just now, this young man looked like this, and then things changed, and everyone in Beihong left so easily.
Now it looks exactly the same.
Although I don’t believe that Nanhong Seventh Son has the ability to pose a threat to him in front of Dragon Cave.
But Nanlong King glanced around subconsciously. It was this sweep that made him realize something was wrong.
The Bluestone Hall was too quiet, and despite such a big movement, none of my descendants and the many monster soldiers showed up.
The smell of blood that the tip of its nose smells, apart from its own body, can be detected by carefully distinguishing it, and it can smell many familiar smells.
"The Seventh Son of Nanhong..."
The plasma on his forehead flowed into Nanlong King's eyes, making his face become more distorted.
No wonder only three people came, and the remaining sect leaders of the Seven Nanhong Sons actually came to cause trouble in their own Dragon Palace.
The Southern Dragon King, who was about to take action boldly and sacrifice Shen Yi's life to relieve the hatred in his heart, suddenly changed his expression after taking a step.
I saw dark figures gradually emerging from around the dim waters.
The weakest one among them is also in the Hedao realm!
Of course, creatures of this level cannot pose any substantial threat to the Southern Dragon King.
But the somewhat exaggerated number still made it a little bit confusing.
Until I saw the faces of these figures clearly.
The Southern Dragon King's eyes suddenly shrank into a line.
Not as imagined, Nanhong Seventh Son invited help from elsewhere.
Without exception, these figures are all monsters!
And it looks quite familiar.
When the face of Ancestor Hanshan appeared in his sight, the Southern Dragon King finally couldn't help but take a step back.
“You’re not dead?!”
It finally recognized that these are all demons from Xihong.
At this moment, these big demons all cast indifferent glances, and their murderous intent was almost condensed into substance.
"You actually voted for the Seventh Son of Nanhong."
The Nanlong King gritted his teeth, and he finally understood the origin of Nanhong's strangeness.
But just halfway through speaking, its expression changed again.
Are you kidding me? If it were as I guessed, then the acting skills of the previous Nanhong sect leaders would have been too realistic. Others would believe that Ye Jiu's reaction could never be fake.
Besides, with the poor background of Nanhong Seven Sects, how could they have the capital to win over these big monsters.
On the contrary, the scene in front of him suddenly reminded him of another force.
The Southern Dragon King stared at Shen Yi, examined him several times, and said in disbelief:
"Ten Thousand Demons Hall?"
"You are Master of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace?”
Before he finished speaking, the Southern Dragon King instinctively retreated towards the Dragon Cave.
A force that could turn Xihong upside down and finally escape unscathed, how could he cope with it in his current state.
At this moment, it bumped into a taller figure.
A hoarse whisper sounded in my ears.
“He is not the master of the palace, he is my master.”
“I am the master of the East Palace.”
“Grandpa Long, why don’t you kneel down? Next..."
"Worship my Lord!"
The whispers suddenly became louder several times, like thunder!
The Southern Dragon King suddenly turned around and saw a humanoid dragon whose body was as bright as gilded gold.
There was a cruel smile on the other side's lips.
A pair of sharp claws had penetrated deeply into his back, and his ten fingers pinched the tight muscles, trying to tear him apart!
“Ah!”
Under the severe pain, the Southern Dragon King burst out howling miserably, swung his claws wildly, and slapped Ke Shisan’s shoulders hard, making him tremble. The towering shoulders instantly collapsed!
However, Ke Shisan's face did not change at all. He still smiled cruelly, and his claws tore open the Dragon King's skin bit by bit.
"Death to me!"
The Southern Dragon King frantically mobilized his demon power and dragon energy, and was about to crush the body of this strange dragon demon, but suddenly felt a chill behind him.
It looked back in horror.
Seeing the dark red gown rolled up, Shen Yi had already stepped within a short distance of him. The aura on his body surged to the extreme, turning into a majestic divine mountain again, making the entire blue sky move with it.
The slender right arm slowly stretched out, and the palm occupied by the blood talisman quickly enlarged in the sight of the Southern Dragon King.
Puch!
With the full support of Shenyue Zhen Qingtian, Shen Yi's palm touched the knife wound he had deliberately left on Nanlong King's neck before, and then penetrated it fiercely.
In the scalding demon blood, he clenched the Nanlong King's cervical vertebrae tightly.
At the same time, needle-shaped gray mist rippled from Shen Yi's fingertips and poured into the limbs and bones of the Southern Dragon King.
The gray mist condensed by the endless resentment of the ruthless path is far more ferocious than the previous pure murderous intention.
Crazy erosion of the muscles and bones of the Southern Dragon King.
"You...you!"
The Southern Dragon King's throat was penetrated, and his voice was unclear, but it was full of the most real fear.
Behind it, the violent demon power poured into its body along Ke Shisan's palms.
The scarlet demonic power and gray mist raged at the same time, coupled with the demonic body that was already seriously injured and had not had time to recover. The combination of many factors finally made the Southern Dragon King feel a touch of death.
It tried desperately to break free.
Like a knife, Ke Shisan pulled out two palms covered in flesh and blood, and then held the Nanlong King tightly in his arms. His two thick arms squeezed the Nanlong King's body to the point of deformation and distortion!
Crunch! Crunch!
"Where do you want to escape to..."
Ke Shisan's whisper was like a reminder in the ears of the Southern Dragon King.
It could no longer look back and was forced to stare into Shen Yi's calm eyes.
After learning Shen Yi’s true identity and seeing those gray eyes again, the Southern Dragon King trembled all over.
Even the powerful monsters in the later stages of the Heaven Realm will regard him as their master, and are even willing to die for him.
The degree of terror of this Nanyang sect master may have exceeded his expectations.
"I also...will...serve you as my Lord..."
It used its last strength to say the words of begging for mercy.
Shen Yi felt that the cervical vertebrae between his palms had finally become much brittle under the erosion of the gray mist.
The gray fog in his eyes slowly faded, and a hint of exhaustion appeared in the dark pupils.
No response was given.
Shen Yi just clenched her fingers seriously until a dull sound sounded in her palms.
Click!
Almost at the same time, the raging demon power instantly tore apart the body of the Southern Dragon King.
Those dense gaps that had only been healed by generals collapsed.
All the gray mist surged together, wrapped around its still beating heart, and crushed it instantly!
“…”
The Southern Dragon King’s eyes gradually turned gray.
It stared at Shen Yi blankly.
Watching the young man slowly withdraw his palm from his throat.
The Southern Dragon King seemed to have lost all his strength, his head drooped, and he knelt down in front of the long robe with a plop.
(End of this chapter)