Chapter 70 69. Falling Dragon
The stone bridge spanning more than a hundred miles collapsed.
The girl's consciousness left her, and her hair fell down. Only then did Li Xi'an notice that there was a hairpin on the back of the other person's head. It was carved from jade and exuded a glistening light.
The moment the consciousness left, the jade hairpin shattered into pieces and lost its spirituality.
The chariot recovered again, being pulled by the unknown giant beast, and Zu's consciousness sat back in the chariot safely. The previous body was killed by the red dragon, and the dragon-slaying sword pierced the dragon's spine. There was no need for her to stay in this world anymore, but the figure in the chariot stayed with interest.
This dragon will die soon.
It's not that he didn't notice the unusual sword and cauldron on Jiaolong's body, but these are not important.
There will be no change in the final outcome of his death.
She wanted to see this creature fall.
The dragon-slaying sword penetrated deep into his spine, and all the surrounding flesh and blood became necrotic. The blood-jade-like scales were dark, as if a thick layer of ash had accumulated. If one could look deeper through the scales, one could see that the originally crystal-clear dragon bones were losing their luster. The huge spirit inside this dragon was devoured by the dragon-slaying sword, and then transformed into an evil spirit that cut off life.
The giant beast pulling the cart wants to return to the glow lingering on the bridge.
It is equivalent to the audience returning to the auditorium to watch the death of this extraordinary dragon.
From the beginning to the end, the opponent just used the power of the Dragon-Slaying Sword to kill Li Xi'an into a dead end. He was not even qualified to see the true appearance of this ancestor. However, it is also possible that the other party does not dare to actually take action in this world, so the only option is to kill him with the help of the Dragon Slayer Sword. This bridge may be a very ancient manifestation of heaven and earth, controlled by this ancestor and used to kill him.
Isn't it?
Li Xi'an had the power to kill Zu in a dream in Yaochi, but in this world he is just the demon king of the Tou Yang God Realm. When Zu comes, even if he is the incarnation of Tao, it will be easy to kill him.
The price of coming to this world is not small, and after coming to this world, you take action at the wrong place and at the wrong time.
She didn't dare.
But he dares.
The golden lotus blooms silently in the void, as gorgeous as the stars.
The flames were seduced into the sky, and there were seal characters flowing in the flowing clouds and golden fire. The dragon-like creature raised its head and was covered by the golden fire. The copper ghost face was twisted in the high temperature created by the flame, as if it was sneering.
Zu in the chariot frowned, she didn't understand what this dragon wanted to do. The current struggle cannot resist the erosion of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, but will accelerate his death. The pain involved is simply not something a living creature can endure.
The Xijian is full of sunlight, like a small golden fish swimming around the body of the red dragon.
"You don't dare to take action, right?" Jiaolong said.
Zu frowned and took a deep breath subconsciously. She instantly wanted to understand the purpose of this dragon. He immediately shouted, "Stop him!"
Red shadows are like arrows, and hot blood is thrown into the sky. The dragon's spine was nailed through, and countless blood spilled from the wound, bringing a strange fragrance.
It is unimaginable that the vitality of this creature could explode with such power even though it did not die immediately after being nailed through its spine by the Dragon-Slaying Sword. As Xihuang said, this dragon has enough potential to become one of the ten types of Zhoutian.
More to kill.
"Mou——!" The giant beast pulling the chariot roared up to the sky, looking back and colliding with the red shadow.
Zu couldn't take action, and so did he.
For creatures that are not in this world, any cross-border war is seeking death! If he had not been the Demon Emperor born in Kyushu, he would have turned into ashes the moment he collided with the dragon. He roared, showing a magnificent domain, but as soon as this imperial domain appeared, it was flooded and crushed by the water of the Yellow River!
The imperial beast was shocked.
He did not expect Kyushu to react so quickly.
The red figure whipped its tail violently, throwing him over like a huge ax that split the sky. With this blow, the tail whipped down, and the giant beast's body was instantly torn apart. This ancient beast with alien blood flowing in its body was a level higher than Li Xi'an. If the Yellow River hadn't suppressed it, a fierce battle would have been inevitable.
This confirmed his thoughts.
The golden fish swimming beside the red dragon shot out.
The sharp edge of Jinxing cuts down everything in the world!
The recovered chariot was torn apart again, with a graceful figure sitting in the center. Facing the falling edge, she stood up and opened her arms.
"Junior, very good."
"In this way, I will give you the most magnificent death!" This is the heartfelt admiration of Master Yuchai Shunde as an ancestor and an invincible person in Zhenyi.
The Xijian stagnated in mid-air, and an indescribable aura spread from the figure, stirring between heaven and earth, ancient and stern, wanton and crazy.
It's dark.
It is a big hand, as ice, iron, and jade.
There is also a big hand under the bridge, and its two arms fall from the sky, forming mysterious handprints. An ancestor is showing her great power, even if she is just an illusion that comes briefly, she will tell the red dragon what true one is! What an unshakable one in the true one!
The majesty is like a mountain falling apart.
In addition to the arms, a more mysterious and greater image is hidden in the clouds. Zhenyi Dharmakaya, she used the Dharmakaya. As he said, this was the grandest death!
The water of the Yellow River roars like a dragon, seeming to roll up into the sky to crush the Dharmakaya! But the veins of the law drooped, the body of the law burned, and the world was temporarily isolated.
The cost was huge, but Zu didn't care.
The red dragon was reflected up and down by the two palms, and its huge body was like a wisp of red thread. Sounds came from the sky very high and far away.
"Remember my name, Yuchai Shunde! During your countless reincarnations in the future, remember not to raise your head when you see me walking in the opposite direction!"
The bronze cauldron was shot away, the light of day was extinguished, and the black and blue seal script dispersed in the air. Without the vitality and nourishment of the wooden elements, the death energy of the dragon-slaying sword spread rapidly.
Now the Dragon Slaying Sword actually doesn't matter anymore.
Under the True One Dharma Body, all things can be given death.
The two giant hands came together, and the mysterious handprints overlapped with the rules.
"Boom——!"
The surface of the Yellow River is sunken for thousands of meters, exposing the sediment on the bottom of the river. At this moment, the Yellow River was blocked, and the water rushed up to both banks, covering countless lands in an instant.
The dragon falls.
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In Taihang, a giant pale tiger resting under an old camphor tree suddenly opened its eyes.
For a moment, heart palpitations spread throughout his body.
She looked up to the sky and screamed, trying to dispel the uneasiness in her heart. The roar of the tiger rippled across the countryside, making all living beings who heard it fall silently in admiration.
Nanzhu's aura disappeared for a long time in the Taihang Mountains. Where there once was was a peerless ferocious tiger that grew stronger and stronger.
So the creatures in Taihang defaulted to him as the new king.
On the day when Taihang fully recovered, Wang entered the pseudo-god realm and almost touched the real Yang God at that moment, but for some reason he withdrew from that terrifying realm.
There is no need to think too much about the rest of the creatures. It is enough to rely on this fierce tiger to suppress the many demons in Taihang.
Let those monsters not dare to slaughter wantonly.
"What's wrong?" came Ginkgo's voice.
"Heart palpitations, uneasiness." Qing Yan answered truthfully. "I'm very worried about Nan Zhu. He has been away from Kunlun for too long."
"Nan Zhu? Don't worry. I don't believe there is any creature in this world that can threaten him. This guy is so powerful that he is unreasonable." Chu Xing'er cheered.
But the pale and fierce tiger remained unmoved.
The green tiger eyes were silent.
"That's all, step back and I'll do the math. Are there any artifacts or scales from that guy's past? I need some medium."
"You know how to do this?"
"I learned it just a few days ago when I was sleeping. It's not difficult. It's just a fortune telling. All you need is your hands." Chu Xing'er waved the thousands of ginkgo branches in her body.
Every branch turns into a golden hand.
"Wait a minute."
Qing Yan remembered something and picked up an ancient iron sword from somewhere.
It's damaged, but its edge can still be seen.
"This sword Nanzhu was once watered with blood, so it should meet your requirements."
Myolie Chu nodded.
After coming here for a while, Qing Yan watched the expression on Chu Xing'er's face getting increasingly ugly.
"How?"
Myolie Chu suddenly became excited as if she had been awakened. She looked up at Qing Yan with fear in her eyes.
"I can't see...I can't see, there's only darkness!"
"And..."
"What else?" The giant pale tiger almost roared, so ferocious that it was terrifying.
"Dead silence."
(End of chapter)