Su Yuelin sang softly, and the long gauze of Riyue Xuanyi dragged the floor, step by step, like a river of swimming stars behind her.
She recited ancient ritual texts, and those words lit up as she recited them, floating around her, corresponding to the robes on her body. Every time a word is lit, a morning star lights up under the vast night, casting its gaze towards the ground.
She is peaceful.
Apart from her, the heaven and earth are trembling!
The red dragon tore apart eight statues of gods. King Xia struggled to hold the spear against his head and was carried all the way up to the sky. There, the sky is filled with stars and stars, and the sky is empty. The ghosts, gods and the Heavenly Tribe were killed in darkness, but the battlefield they were on was outside the Imperial Capital. The imperial capital has forbidden laws, and ghosts, gods and shamans are powerless to set foot on them. But from a distance, the eyes of witches, ghosts and gods looked deep into the imperial capital.
The figure of the red dragon is too bright, and his presence cannot be ignored by any living being!
King Tota knocked back the cyan glutton with a ghost blow, and dispersed the incoming divine fox with another punch. He looked towards the direction of the Imperial Capital, with the shadow of the ascending dragon in his eyes. He frowned and waved to summon several powerful generals.
"Go!" he ordered, "help Xia King Fulong!"
"Take the order!" Several generals nodded. Their armors and weapons were all stained with blood. They had been killing so much before. When they saw the king's order, they laughed a few times, picked up their weapons and fled to the imperial capital.
King Tota pondered for a moment, but a blazing fire fell from the sky.
With three heads and six arms, a fire-tipped spear, and a lotus body, the majestic and handsome young man looked down at him.
"Emperor, please ask me to kill the dragon." The young man said.
The priest who descended with the young man bowed his head to the King of Heaven and said: "The Emperor has decreed that the Great God of Santan Haihui will personally subdue the dragon. Please don't blame the King of Heaven."
"You know, I'm good at this." After the boy finished speaking, there was no respect in his tone. Without waiting for the Heavenly King to respond, he stepped on the fire wheel and disappeared from the sky. When he looked again, he saw a line of fire streaking across the sky. The young man was a latecomer, and his speed was far faster than those powerful heavenly generals!
The power of the world cannot set foot in the Imperial Capital, and even the ancestors cannot use their methods in the Imperial Capital.
Heaven is very different.
The members of the Heavenly Court are completely unaffected by the forbidden laws of the Imperial Capital. No matter how much ghosts, gods, and monks fight against the Heavenly Court, they will never be able to set foot in the Imperial Capital.
They could only watch as Heaven sent gods deep into the imperial capital to surround and kill the red dragon.
Many people know the identity of that red dragon, and they all know that it has boundless magical powers and can kill ancestors. But in the face of the wrath of heaven, no one knows whether Chilong can fight his way out like in the past. During the severe drought, many secrets were unearthed by the world. For example, on the day when the dragon god of Dongting Lake passed through the tribulation, he fought with the heaven, causing the dragon's body to turn into ghosts and gods, and the law to collapse.
Chilong has already lost once, and no one can guarantee that he will not lose a second time.
"I'm going to stop that guy!" A great witch said, and the ghosts and gods behind him flew into the sky to block the fire!
The human-faced divine bird spread its wings and collided with the fire! Only a slight scolding was heard, the human-faced divine bird fell to the ground, half of its body was burned to charcoal, and the breath of the spirit returned to death! From a high place, the young man looked coldly at the shaman below. The red ribbon rolled behind him, indicating his murderous intent.
"Please let the great god subdue the dragon first!" From behind, the priest leaned over and begged.
The young man turned around and turned into fire and fled quickly. Wu slumped and retreated. The murderous intent in his eyes was so terrifying that she even thought she was dead.
When people looked again, they were surprised to realize that the fire had reached the top of the Imperial Palace, parallel to the shadow of Tenglong!
That side of the sky.
King Xia roared, veins popping on his forehead, and an illusory ninth statue even condensed behind him. But the illusory statue stood under the sky, and the red dragon never looked at it.
He cruised, stretching his torso under the night.
The golden tree continues to rise, reaching above the sea of clouds. The tree crown not only covers the Imperial Peak, but also covers the endless earth in the distance. Golden fire burns, and the entire skyline is brilliant gold.
The dragon swung his sword and shattered the illusory ninth statue. King Xia was no longer able to hold the ancestral spear, and the bronze spear flew out. Li Xi'an's eyes were filled with fire, and he opened his mouth to devour King Xia in one bite. !
"Boom——!" A ray of fire came quickly and punched Li Xi'an on the head. This force was unprecedented, and it actually knocked Li Xi'an back a step.
The dragon's head moved away, and naturally King Xia fell into the light of fire.
With three heads and six arms, he is dressed in lotus flowers, holding a sharp spear in his hand, and hunts with red silk on his back. The young man caught King Xia indifferently, and then put him in the hands of the general who followed behind. He stared at Li Xi'an, licked his lips, and whispered: "Dragon."
"I am delighted that there are real dragons in this era."
He sacrificed the red silk behind him.
"Bind!" The red silk suddenly rose into the air and followed in the direction of Li Xi'an as if it were alive. The golden lines on it appeared and lit up one after another. The huge figure of the red dragon danced with the red silk in the sky, and the golden fire light was flowing. The divine general followed in the distance, sacrificing the divine weapon, and wanted to severely injure Li Xi'an at this moment!
The young man stepped on the fire wheel and was able to keep up with Li Xi'an's movements. The sharp spear touched the scales and shattered them, scratching them and leaving a long and narrow scar. The red silk folded up, and an extremely depressing aura enveloped Li Xi'an, as if death was coming the next moment.
Seeing blood seeping out of the red damask, the young man was delighted, but suddenly, before the red damask was closed, he met Long's eyes looking at him. The flowing fire was as blazing as the sun, but extremely cold. Tyranny contains the most primitive divinity. It was as if he was facing an apex predator, a monster capable of killing gods!
"It's not you who can bind and kill a real dragon. Don't take yourself seriously, you despicable thing!" The dragon sneered.
Silently, the Dusk Sword sliced through the red silk and cut through the sky. The colors of dusk were reflected in the gaps in the sky, and such gorgeous and gorgeous colors finally flowed on the thick eight-sided sword body of the Dusk Sword.
The dragon held the sword and cut the boy in half with several god generals behind him!
Wherever the sword shines, dusk follows!
"Roar——!" With a long and wild roar, Li Xi'an broke open the red damask, and the red damask fragments fell rustlingly, followed by another rain of blood.
The red dragon bathed in the divine blood and walked, and the golden ancient trees once again extended their branches and leaves.
The tree is like a dragon's throne, setting the dragon as high as the sky.
The ancient tree swayed, and a jade tablet appeared on one branch, hanging with a red rope, with a name engraved on it.
"Three Tan Hai Hui."
There are also jade tablets hanging on the other branches. They are shaking, colliding, and making a crisp and soft moan.
"Djinn."
"Read more."
"Holding the country."
……
The names of the gods killed by Li Xi'an appear on the jade tablet, and there are ancient trees hanging with red ropes.
The ancient trees shook, as if someone in the void was roaring out the names of these gods. With each roar, the sky would tremble, like a door being slammed against.
In the imperial capital, Su Yuelin walked to the top of the mountain, her black veil swaying. She stepped onto the altar with her bare feet, measuring the accumulation of time with the soles of her feet.
She started dancing.
The mysterious clothes of the sun and moon left a golden ocean of starlight wherever she walked.
At the same time, the sky opened in Li Xi'an's eyes.
It was the golden branches and leaves that broke through the sky, the curtain covering the world fell, the stars passed away, and in his eyes, a gate stood in the clouds.
The red dragon raised his sword and faced the Tianmen. The exploding starlight projected their shadows to the earth. Everyone fell silent and watched this scene with bated breath. The heavenly soldiers were in disarray, and they rushed back to the sky frantically to defend the gate.
But it's too late.
The stars and shadows swirled in reverse, and the roar of the dragon echoed throughout the sky. The terrifying aura spread, knocking away all the heavenly soldiers and generals who came back, and the heavenly soldiers and generals fell from the sky as densely as locusts. Most of their bodies were shattered at the moment of contact, and for a moment it was like a battle of flesh and blood. rain.
Open the sky!
All living beings on the ground raised their heads, and a dragon as huge as a star swam. His eyes replaced the sun and moon, staring at the world.
I had a visitor yesterday, so I'm sorry to my family.
I’ll make up for everyone today~