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The Chixuan Jiaolong's eyes flickered, and he was in a daze, watching the sword approaching in a daze!
It was born in the Great River of the Southern Wilderness, and has the blood of the Dragon Clan. Although the blood is mixed, it is also the blood of the divine beast. It is also a demon king in the Southern Wilderness, with great power!
With this change in the sky, an opportunity appeared in Daxia, and the powerful from all sides rushed into the territory of Daxia. It also led the monsters under its command, along the Nanhuang River, upstream, and came to the territory of Daxia.
Here, if all goes well, it can condense the blood of the dragon clan, become a pure-blooded dragon, and then obtain the inheritance of the earth dragon in Daxia territory, and it can almost join the category of the orthodox dragon clan!
But all this has come to an end after all. It, the dragon king who commands the wind and rain in the southern wasteland, occupies the big river, and is worshiped by monsters from all over the world, is about to fall today!
It has been exhausted after fighting for many days!
It knows it can't avoid this sword!
Even in its heyday, it probably couldn't avoid this sword!
The sword light cracked the scales!
The blade cut into the keel!
The blade pierced the dragon's head!
Mana explodes instantly!
The Chixuan Flood Dragon fell immediately!
The dark clouds are shattered, and the sky is clear!
A ray of sunshine, shine down!
I saw Daoist Baoshou draw out his sword, and then the three-hundred-foot-long behemoth fell from the sky above the clouds!
Boom!
The body of the Chixuan Flood Dragon fell to the ground, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains!
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On Fengyuan Mountain, Fang Yu, Zhang Jun, Tool Jia, Zheng Yuan, Wang Shan and others were all terrified!
Previously, the huge waves were raging, and the dragon came out of the water, after all, it was far away.
Now the flood dragon came to hit Fengyuan Mountain, it was so close at hand, it was fierce and terrifying, as if covering the world, the power of the dragon was shocking and shocking.
In such a situation, Daoist Baoshou slayed the dragon with a sword, and everyone's minds were shaken, revealing an indescribable shock!
It must be known that in front of these hundreds of feet of dragons, the figure of Daoist Baoshou is only as small as a speck of dust, but it is such a small Taoist who cut the dragon with one sword!
And at this moment, the demon-slaying officials in golden clothes also rushed to Fengyuan Mountain one after another.
But the sword of the Taoist priest was not in its sheath, but he lifted it up and looked at the crowd, saying indifferently: "The dragon is dead, the chaos is over, Fengyuan Mountain is going to slaughter the dragon and stew meat, so I won't entertain you adults. Back!"
"Little Taoist priest, do you want to rob me of my achievements?"
The old man surnamed Zhao took a step forward with an indifferent expression.
They besieged the Chixuan Flood Dragon in the Yuan River, and now that the Chixuan Flood Dragon was out of trouble, they chased and killed them all the way, until they exhausted the Flood Dragon until here.
As a result, at the last step, a Taoist priest with a level of refining gods appeared, and he slashed the dragon with a single sword!
When things are done, they are reluctant to have one more master of refining gods to share the results of the battle.
Now this Taoist priest still wants to monopolize the results?
"What does this mean?"
Daoist Baoshou looked indifferent, but he actually understood the old man's thoughts quite well in his heart.
Worked so hard, worked desperately, and worked so hard until today, but was robbed of the head No, the leader was robbed!
Everyone must be suffocating in their hearts!
But understanding is all about understanding, this Chixuan Flood Dragon, Dao Lord is going to decide!
"Taoist priest, don't go too far!"
"Do you really think that if you kill the dragon, you will be invincible in the world, and I can't do anything to you?"
"If I hadn't fought with the dragon for many days and exhausted the power of the dragon, how could I have been killed by you?"
"If you want a share, we can discuss it. If you want to monopolize the results, do you want to fight to the death with us?"
All the demon-slaying officials in golden clothes pressed over, with cold expressions and awe-inspiring murderous intent.
Only Liu Ming and a few gold-clothed demon-slaying officials had complicated expressions. Although they felt unwilling, they felt that they were above this matter, which was really unreasonable.
However, Daoist Baoshou looked as usual, and pointed forward with a sharp sword.
All of a sudden, a ray of light flashed by, and it arrived in an instant. It was the existence of the half-sleeved purple-clothed, peak-level god who was shot by the Chixuan flood dragon just now.
"Fellow Daoist, Mo Nu, I know that I have led Jiaolong here before."
The half-sleeved purple dress, with an apologetic expression and a sincere tone, cupped his hands and said: "It's just that the Hunting Mansion was ordered to kill the Chixuan Flood Dragon. It's my duty. Today I have fellow Taoists to help me. I will bring the Chixuan Flood Dragon's body back to my life. In the future Thank you at the door again."
The middle-aged man's complexion is fair, but it is strangely white, as if he has no blood, sickly and pale.
He sighed in a low voice, and said: "The dragon is a divine beast. This mixed-blood dragon has the blood of the dragon clan anyway. After death, there will be anomalies in the heavenly secrets. It will really damage the country's fortune, but there is one thing, which is really weird!"
"What's the matter?" the young man couldn't help asking.
"Who killed the dragon?" the middle-aged man asked.
"It's not my demon-killing official from the Demon Hunting Mansion." The young man whispered: "It is said that he is a young Taoist priest from the Guangshan area."
"Not beheading demon officials?" The middle-aged man said in surprise: "Young Taoist priest, can behead Chixuan Jiaolong?"
"It is said that he is already at the pinnacle of god refinement." The young man said.
"In this way, he is more talented than I was back then?"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, stood up slowly, suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed, and then turned paler, and said in a low voice: "Let's go to Guangshan to take a look at this little Taoist ? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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