"Northern Dragon King, surrender. You deserve death for instigating the West Dragon King and the South Dragon King to split the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. But if you are willing to surrender, I can keep your body alive!"
Zi Yan is cold and cold. The sweet voice contained endless majesty, resounding throughout the world. In her hand was a golden long sword that seemed to be liquid, and her long golden hair surged with a destructive power. This power made Zi No Taixu ancient dragon dared to approach Yan within a thousand meters. Even the fighting saint elders of the ancient dragon clan felt cold when they looked at the golden sword and quickly looked away.
This sword is the most powerful fighting skill of the Taixu ancient dragon clan. Only ancient dragons with the purest royal bloodline can use the dragon-slaying sword.
The Dragon Slaying Sword, as the name suggests, is specially used to slay dragons. It is a method exclusive to the Dragon King. Unless the strength is far superior to the ancient dragon who uses the Dragon Slaying Sword, any ancient dragon will be killed by this sword. They are all as fragile as tofu.
Zi Yan's purple-gold eyes stared closely at a middle-aged man with a pale face, a ferocious face, and a look of madness in his eyes. This middle-aged man was the Northern Dragon King of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan.
Northern Dragon King laughed wildly, without a trace of fear on his face, and said: "Surrender, whole corpse, ridiculous, if it weren't for the tricks that old immortal guy Zhu Kun left for you, just with this It’s a joke that this young girl wants to defeat this king even if she uses the Dragon Slayer Sword!”
“How dare you insult the old Dragon King!”
Everyone from Taixu Ancient Dragon and Zi. Yan's face was full of anger. The ancient dragon clan did not kneel to the sky or the ground. They only knelt and worshiped the Dragon Emperor. Zhu Kun, the dragon who had brought the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan to the top of the mainland for thousands of years, The emperor is naturally the object of worship of all Taixu ancient dragons.
"Haha, Taixu Ancient Dragon's bloodline is the most respected. You little girl can use the dragon-slaying sword to push me to this point. Isn't it because your bloodline is stronger than mine? Next, let's see whose bloodline is stronger. Strong!”
Beilong King roared, and a bloody light pillar rose into the sky under his feet. The blood light surged and enveloped the entire Beilong Island with Beilong King as the center.
"This is the Dragon Transformation Demonic Array!"
"The Dragon Transformation Demonic Array! The Dragon Transformation Demonic Array, that bastard Northern Dragon King, this is a forbidden technique of the Ancient Dragon Clan, which was destroyed thousands of years ago. How could he use it?!" Above the giant island, an old man with white hair and beard was roaring angrily.
The Dragon Transformation Demonic Array is a forbidden technique of the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan. This formation was created by a powerful man from the clan with extraordinary strength. When the formation was formed, except for the Taixu Ancient Dragon as the eye of the array, In addition, all other Taixu ancient dragons within the formation will be shattered into blood and water, and finally swallowed and absorbed by the formation eye. In this way, the strength of the person with the formation eye will be greatly improved. , but because this formation was too bloody and cruel, it was classified as a forbidden technique, and was later destroyed. No one expected that the Northern Dragon King could still perform it.
“Stop the Northern Dragon King quickly!”
With a loud roar, Zi Yan and many fighting saint elders from the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan rushed over and attacked the Northern Dragon King.
"Will this king give you a chance to break the formation?" The Northern Dragon King laughed wildly. Under his feet, I don't know when there were two thousands of feet long, missing limbs and losing their lives. The aura of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, and these two corpses are the West Dragon King and the South Dragon King of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan.
"Northern Dragon King, you beast, you actually attack your ally!" Zi Yan shouted, her eyes spitting fire, tearing open the space, behind her, the Phoenix Wings kept flapping the dragon-slaying sword in her hand towards the Northern Dragon King.
"Jie Jie, those two losers have been seriously injured by you. Even if they recover, they will not be able to become useful. It is better to take advantage of me, but I will help them avenge them!" Beilong King He smiled strangely again and again, opened his hands, and the blood light had already enveloped the West Dragon King and the South Dragon King, and said: "When these two trashes are swallowed, you, the little girl, will be the next one, with the dragon and phoenix bloodline, then I will be the king. The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan has the strongest bloodline in history. Even if the old guy Zhu Kun is still alive and comes back, I will not be afraid at all! ""Strength, bloodline, come on!"
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In the impassioned roar of the Northern Dragon King, the sky of Gulong Island, which was originally dyed blood by the Dragon Transformation Demonic Array, suddenly turned black, and the nothingness shattered. A huge black finger that penetrated everything fell from the sky like a meteor. Through the Northern Dragon King.
The head of the Northern Dragon King instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist, and the eyes of the Dragon Transformation Demonic Formation under his feet were instantly shattered. The ground sunk down for thousands of meters, forming a bottomless well.
Everything happened too fast. From the arrival of the black giant finger, to the blowing of the head of the Northern Dragon King and the destruction of the Dragon Transformation Demonic Array, it took less than a blink of an eye. The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan did not even react. .
Zi Yan was the first to react. She moved her nose and smelled a familiar smell. She turned her head and looked at the figure in black with a smile on her face in the sky. She immediately rushed over, opened her arms and shouted : "Qian Renhan!"
In response to Zi Yan's hug, Qian Renhan stretched out a finger, the power of space surged, and touched Zi Yan's head. Yan was forced to stop by him.
“Pay attention to your image, you are now the Dragon King of the Taixu ancient dragon clan.”
“That is a human being, why do you seem to know the Dragon King?”
Taixu The ancient dragon clan has always been arrogant, not only looking down on other monsters, but also looking down on humans. If they want them to take it seriously, they must show enough strength.
Since the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan has been in a civil war, they still don’t recognize Qian Renhan, a notorious demon in Central Continent. Except for Xiong Zhan, Qian Renhan sacrificed his blood to the Skeleton Mountains and killed the Celestial Demon Phoenix Clan. He was watching from the sidelines.
"Qian Renhan, why did you directly kill the Northern Dragon King?" Zi Yan pouted slightly, turned her head and avoided Qian Renhan's fingers, as if she had become the little girl she once was.
According to Qian Renhan’s temperament, if he wanted to help, he would have to wait until the Northern Dragon King sacrificed his blood to Beilong Island, and his strength increased greatly, because in this way, after killing the Northern Dragon King and devouring it, his cultivation level would be improved. Just higher.
Zi Yan has been getting along with Qian Renhan for several years, and she thinks that she knows Qian Renhan's character very well. Qian Renhan will look at her face when she comes to Gulong Island and will not do anything to the dragons of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, but she will not He cares about the lives of the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan except her. No matter how powerful the Dragon-Transforming Demonic Array is, it will not be able to transform her so easily, but the other Taixu ancient dragons on Beilong Island are finished. Qian Renhan didn't kill all the Sky Demon Phoenix clan back then, just for her food rations. That's all, it has nothing to do with the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan.
Qian Renhan stretched out his finger and touched Zi Yan's head again. Black energy and fighting spirit poured in, and Zi Yan's eyebrows gradually tightened, "The Ancient Formation of Transformation, so it is like this. I understand, wait. I will arrange the arrangements after the meeting. The corpses of the three dragon kings will be handed over to you after I extract their royal blood.”
(End of this chapter)