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"Behead!"
The middle-aged Xuanxian glanced at the Holy Dragon lightly, shouted coldly, waved the black sword in his hand and slashed at the Holy Dragon with a ten-foot-long black sword energy.
"Dragon Ball!"
The Holy Dragon opened its mouth and spat out the dragon ball, spewing a mouthful of blood onto the dragon ball. The next moment, thousands of black lights suddenly erupted from the dragon ball, and a terrifying aura filled the air, pressing down on everyone's hearts like a huge mountain.
"Thisis the breath of death." Feeling the terror of this breath, the expressions of the three Xuanxian all changed drastically and they violently retreated backwards.
It¡¯s a pity, it¡¯s too late!
"Death Scythe!"
Thousands of black lights condensed into a black sickle, cutting through the void and slashing at everyone. The black sword energy slashed by the middle-aged Xuanxian had no resistance under this death sickle, and disappeared silently.
"How can it be¡¡"
The faces of the three Xuanxian all showed horror. This death scythe was so terrifying. It could wipe out the sword energy of the middle-aged Xuanxian so easily. Moreover, it also imprisoned the surrounding void, making it impossible for them to escape. Can escape.
"Go with all your strength!"
The old Xuanxian roared loudly, and the silver threads on the fly whisk burst out one after another, forming a silver rain curtain, killing the death scythe coming through the air like a volley of thousands of swords.
"Thunder and chaos!"
The middle-aged monk who wielded the spear shouted violently and waved the spear in his hand wildly. As fast as thunder, it turned into a huge spear with flashing lightning and pierced the death scythe.
"Thousands of heavy cuts!"
The last middle-aged Xuanxian, the black sword in his hand trembled crazily, and in an instant he slashed out thousands of swords, one after another. The thousand swords turned into one sword, forming a black light that cut through the air. It was an extremely fast sword energy.
"Huh, no matter how you resist, you will still die. This is the power of the law!"
For the resistance of the three Xuanxian, Shenglong was full of disdain. This death sickle is the power of the law. Although it is only a trace, the law is the law. Not to mention the Xuanxian, even the Golden Immortal cannot resist it.
" If it weren't for the Dao marks formed by the law of death on the Dragon Ball, it would be impossible for the Holy Dragon to use such a terrifying move, even if he sacrificed everything, even his life.
Even so, the holy dragon paid a very heavy price for using this move. Not only did he spend most of his blood essence to forcefully activate the dragon ball, but it also caused more damage to the already cracked soul, which was on the verge of collapse.
¡°However, the rewards gained from such a heavy price are also remarkable.
The result was exactly as Shenglong expected. The resistance of the three immortals had no effect at all. In front of the death sickle that contained the power of the law of death, the power of the three immortals was simply vulnerable.
Whether it¡¯s the sword energy, the thunder gun, or the thousands of silver threads that burst out from the whisk, the only result is annihilation, complete annihilation.
"Puff puff!"
Under the horrified gazes of the three immortals, the death scythe pierced through the air and passed through the bodies of the three people, taking away their lives and then creating a bottomless huge pit on the ground.
¡°Bang bang bang¡¡±
The corpses of the three Xuanxian fell to the ground with a crash, and they were all split into two. Even when they died, the eyes of the three of them were still full of disbelief.
"Whoops!"
The dragon ball passed through a stream of light and penetrated into the body of the holy dragon.
"Finally dead!"
Looking at the corpses smashed down by the three Xuanxian, Shenglong flashed a smile in his heart, and then fell to the ground, completely unconscious.
After forcibly executing the fourth step of the eight steps against the dragon, the holy dragon was already at the end of its crossbow. In this case, it also consumed a large amount of blood essence to activate the Dao marks on the dragon ball to use a killing move like the death scythe. It was really oily. The lamp is dead.
If it were not forcibly supported by the thoughts in his heart, Shenglong would have fallen into a coma long ago. Now that the three Xuanxian died, Shenglong felt relieved, but he could no longer hold on.
"All, all dead"
The few immortals who were lucky enough to survive looked at the corpses of the immortals on the battlefield and felt as if they were dreaming.
Dead, hundreds of heavenly immortals and three mysterious immortals besieged one heavenly immortal, and in the end, 90% of them died, including three mysterious immortals. This, is this really not a dream?
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
At this moment, hundreds of monks suddenly flew out from the distance. These people were all monks who were relatively close to this place. They were in the Holy Dragon Palace.He arrived at that moment, but he just saw the terror of the holy dragon and didn't dare to take action.
Now, the war is over, and the Holy Dragon has completely passed out, but these people have paid attention to the innate spiritual treasure on the Holy Dragon.
"Boom!"
Just when everyone was about to snatch the innate spiritual treasure from the holy dragon, a loud noise suddenly came from the void, and a terrifying pressure suddenly came down, making everyone almost breathless.
Everyone looked up in horror, only to see a huge space crack across the void, and a big hand emerged from the space crack to grab the holy dragon.
Facing this big hand, no one present, whether they were immortals or immortals, could think of any resistance. It was terrifying, so terrifying. Even the Death Scythe used by the Holy Dragon just now did not give them the same feeling as this big hand. fear.
Everyone felt that if they tried to stop him, they would definitely turn into a corpse, or maybe not even a corpse - disappear into ashes.
"Huh"
After the big hands grabbed the holy dragon and disappeared into the space crack, everyone turned around from the horror and exhaled with sweat.
"Who did this? It's really terrifying." A Xuanxian said. Until now, he has not calmed down completely and is still frightened.
"The one who takes action must be someone with great supernatural powers, at least a powerful Taiyi Golden Immortal, or even a Daluo Golden Immortal."
¡°That¡¯s right, with such power, only powerful people above Taiyi Golden Immortal can appear.¡±
"I don't know if this strong man took action because he took a fancy to the innate spiritual treasure in this person, or if he wanted to save him?"
"save him?"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. If this strong man really took action to save people, wouldn't it mean that there were Taiyi Jinxian or even Daluo Jinxian behind Shenglong? The monk who took action, wasn't it
"Impossible, the Dragon Clan has fallen. How could this Dragon Clan monk be blessed by such a powerful man? This powerful man must have taken action for the sake of the innate spiritual treasure." A monk shook his head and said, not knowing whether he was comforting himself or saying something. Self-deception.
"I hope so!"
Many monks secretly sighed in their hearts. They naturally hoped that the holy dragon would not be able to protect him, otherwiseit would be scary to think about it.
Although everyone was not sure whether the powerful man took action for the innate spiritual treasure or to save the holy dragon, no matter what, they had no share in the innate spiritual treasure.
Since this is the case, everyone will naturally not stay here any longer.
Soon after, the news spread throughout Buzhou Mountain that the powerful man had taken the Holy Dragon. This made the monks who wanted to seize the innate spiritual treasure both disappointed and frightened.
The disappointment is naturally because it is impossible to obtain the innate spirit treasure on the holy dragon, and the fear is that the powerful man is not taking action because of the innate spirit treasure, but is protecting the holy dragon, and he is worried that the holy dragon will find him in the future. They take revenge.
Holy Dragon is now just a Celestial Immortal and can kill hundreds of Celestial Immortals and three Xuan Immortals by himself. When he reaches the realm of Xuan Immortal, Golden Immortal or even higher, wouldn't he be able to kill them all easily? ? If coupled with the innate spiritual treasure in his hand, it would be even more terrifying.
Thinking of this, everyone was full of worry, and many monks regretted their greed. Unfortunately, it was too late to regret now.
At this time, in addition to praying that Lord Holy Dragon would not remember the villain's fault and forget about this matter, they were trying to find ways to improve their cultivation. As long as they were strong enough, they would not have to worry about the Holy Dragon's revenge in the future.
Not to mention what these people think and do, the situation of the Holy Dragon is very bad at this time. His body is severely injured, his magic power is exhausted, most of his blood and essence are lost, and even his soul is on the verge of collapse. He is simply walking towards death with half a foot. The door is open.
"Oh, I wish I had taken action earlier, but it's so serious that I was injured"
Looking at the Holy Dragon lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, Hong Yun couldn't help flashing a trace of remorse on his face. In fact, when the three mysterious immortals and hundreds of heavenly immortals just besieged the Holy Dragon, he was already nearby. He just wanted to It's just a matter of taking the opportunity to train the Holy Dragon, and he will only take action at the last moment.
Unexpectedly, the Holy Dragon actually urged the Dao Mark in the Dragon Ball to use the Death Scythe despite being severely injured. This was completely beyond Hongyun's expectations. By the time he tried to stop it, it was already too late, otherwise, the Holy Dragon would not have been injured like this. Heavy.
"Fortunately, my life is not in danger, otherwise my sin would be huge." Hongyun said with a bitter smile, and then sat down cross-legged aside, waiting for the holy dragon to wake up.
Although Hongyun could not completely heal the Holy Dragon's injuries, it was easy to heal the physical body. As for the injuries on the soul, he could only stabilize them. As for the cure, he could only wait for the Holy Dragon to wake up and slowly heal himself.Slow recovery.
Time flies, and a thousand years pass by in the blink of an eye.
"Well, I'm about to wake up!" Hongyun suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the Holy Dragon with a joyful expression.
Under Hongyun¡¯s gaze, Shenglong¡¯s eyes, which had been closed for thousands of years, finally trembled slightly and then slowly opened.
"Well, where is this? Am I not dead?"
"My little friend, you finally woke up."
Just when Shenglong was confused, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly came to his ears. It was Hongyun's voice.
"Uh, Taoist Brother Hongyun?" Shenglong followed the sound and saw Hongyun standing beside the bed with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a flash of surprise.
"It's Pindao." Hongyun smiled and nodded.
"Thank you, Brother Dao, for saving me!" At this time, Shenglong had already reacted. He knew that Hongyun must have saved him, and he quickly stood up and saluted Hongyun.
"I feel ashamed to say it. If Pindao hadn't taken action too late, my little friend wouldn't have been hurt so badly." A trace of guilt flashed in Hong Yun's eyes.
"Brother Taoist, you don't have to be like this. You can save me, which is a great kindness to the Holy Dragon. If brother Taoist hadn't taken action, I would be a corpse now."
Shenglong said solemnly: "Shenglong will definitely remember the life-saving grace! If Brother Tao is needed in the future, he will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
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