The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Dragon Palace World.

The sword fairy of the human race blocked thousands of dragons with a sword, and the sword light danced in the sky, and the giant dragon turned and roared.

The entire small world of Dragon Palace seemed to have fallen into immeasurable calamity, every inch of air was filled with sharp edges, and countless creatures under the sea trembled. Any blow of sword energy can destroy coral reefs within a radius of several miles.

The coral reef is the only sanctuary for other creatures in the Dragon Palace Small World, it provides light, breeds life and provides shelter.

However, today's battle is obviously beyond the range that the coral reef can bear. Countless fishes fled outwards in panic, some of them were strangled by the aftermath of the battle, and a few were extremely lucky to escape all dangers and fled further away .

For all living beings, this battle is extremely dangerous, almost a catastrophe. But for the entire Dragon Palace small world, the aftermath of the battle didn't do much damage to it, at most it was broken.

The cultivation bases of Dong Yunshu and others are only at the Nascent Soul stage at this time, and they have broken through recently. Relying on the cultivation base of the previous life, he can exert strength beyond the reason, but after all, he has not yet reached the level of transformation.

A dragon and a turtle followed the fleeing fish and sneaked to the center of the battle.

The old tortoise firmly bit the black dragon's hair and whiskers. All he could hear was a deafening noise from above his head, and the movement of the battle made the entire seabed tremble.

"Master! Didn't you say that you don't want to fight? Run when you should, why come back to join in the fun at this time? Ahhh! Slow down, I can't catch your dragon body."

Suddenly a sword qi fell, and countless coral reefs collapsed, one of which happened to hit the turtle's shell. The old tortoise was so frightened that his heart almost stopped suddenly, his legs straightened slightly, and he almost fainted.

"Die! Master, I was hit, and the turtle shell seems to be cracked."

"Shut up, if it really falls on you, do you still have a chance to shout out?"

The black dragon turned its head and took the tortoise in its mouth, allowing the other party to enjoy the first-class cabin of the "dragon car".

"Hurry up and use your magical powers to divination the location of the decree. As long as we get this thing, we will have no worries about food and clothing."

The old tortoise has a trace of the blood of the ancient tortoise. Although it is so thin that even the cultivation of the Nascent Soul can hardly support it, it at least retains a trace of charm. The supernatural power of the tortoise is to seek blessings and avoid disasters, which is a very clever method of divination.

It is precisely because of this that the black dragon keeps him by his side. With his strength and status, even a servant has requirements.

Hearing this, the old tortoise couldn't help but said: "What do you want that thing for? It seems that those humans made it to insult the dragon race, and they used the law of the human race to order the real dragon. It's too arrogant. You don't want to seek refuge with the human race. Right? This is absolutely impossible."

The old tortoise realized that it was a fright. Although he couldn't figure out what was going on in his master's mind, it was hard for him to agree with what the other party wanted.

For the sake of his own future, the old tortoise hastened to warn him.

"Master, the ancient dragon kings are indeed not dragons, and some even use real dragons to raise treasures of heaven and earth. But they are dragons after all, and they will not treat you badly if you are capable. It will be different outside, no matter how capable you are. It's just outsiders."

"Do you know the guardian beasts of Buddhism? They are very miserable. In ancient times, there were many beasts who converted to Buddhism. They are often more fanatical than the orthodox Buddhists, but they all end up as mounts in the end."

In fact, the old tortoise is quite envious of the human society. Although the human race is just putting on a layer of shame, it is still essentially a law of the jungle. But at least people don't know it, as long as you pay attention, the strong will not casually attack the weak for the sake of face.

Powerful creatures disdain this, but it's just right for the old tortoise who is not good at fighting. But it is very clear about one thing, a foreign race is a foreign race after all, and no matter how fanatical a convert is, it will not become one of its own.

He has some friends who go to Buddhism to be Dharma protectors, and they are basically cows and horses.

"Then what do you think of me?" Heilong asked, his tone was more like mocking than asking. "Are you going to talk to those ancient dragons? You old tortoise was sold and you still helped count the money."

The old tortoise said: "Gu Long is certainly dangerous, but he is also his own. You can't go to the human race to beg for food, right? The old slave presumptuously said that if you go to the human race, you will probably be called by him and go away."

"really."

Heilong didn't refute at all, recalling the days when he was an errand in the Shuifu, he had to rush out to make rain as soon as the decree came out.

So where is the comfort of being the Dragon King of the East China Sea?

"Since you understand, let's run quickly." The old tortoise thought that his master had heard it, and immediately beamed with joy: "I've already thought about it for you, and I won't stand in line now. After the ancestor dragon appears, although I don't have the power to follow the dragon, But there is nothing wrong with it.”

Although it really wants its master to join a certain ancient dragon, it is a little entangled considering the consequences of being on the wrong team and being liquidated.

"Makes sense."

The black dragon still nodded, but he didn't intend to stop his movements at all. He changed his voice and said, "But I like to be a cow and a horse, so hurry up and find the decree for me."

Although working in the Immortal Dao is not as comfortable as being the Dragon King, the advantage lies in comfort. If the sky falls and there are immortals to support him, I only need to go out every now and then to make it rain.

Now that the world has just opened, and countless strong people have recovered from the past and present, the black dragon is more determined to "eat cards and get what they want".

Heaven, earth, life is the greatest.

"..."

The old tortoise looked dull, and he felt that he might have followed the wrong master.

Do you like to be a real dragon like a cow or a horse? What is this unique fetish?

Even though he was unwilling in his heart, the old tortoise knew the way of being a servant, and he could persuade him verbally, but he still had to do things.

He activated his natal supernatural power, and saw the tortoise shell glowing slightly, a ray of cause and effect falling down in the dark, followed by a whim.

"over there."

Next, under the guidance of the old tortoise, the black dragon scurry around the bottom of the water. Most of them missed, and even got hit by the sword a few times. The tortoise's divination is not completely accurate, and if it is completely accurate, it will not become a servant of the black dragon.

However, every divination is approaching the target, and quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes.

About a quarter of an hour later, the black dragon found the bright yellow decree. He swallowed it without hesitation, then turned around and ran away.

The old tortoise could feel that his master's mouth was about to burst into laughter, and the joy in his eyes was not concealed at all, as if he had picked up some treasure.

You don't really like being a cow or a horse, do you? In this case, can I also let the old turtle be the master for once?

With such a thought, the old tortoise only dared to think about it in his heart, and he continued to persuade: "Master, this is just a rag, why are you like this? Why don't we escape from the Dragon Palace and find a place to nest. "

"I have my own magic."

Heilong became kind when he got the decree.

It is really a treasure for him, because it is effective. When these ancient dragons are cleaned up by the Immortal Dao, he will take out this decree and self-examine the dragon clan according to the content in it. Isn't this a letter of appointment in disguise?

Zheng!

Suddenly, unspeakable fear welled up in my heart, only to hear a deafening sound from above my head, and the whole world was only buzzing.

Then some kind of huge monster fell into the water, and a faint smell of blood flooded into the nostrils. It was the breath of dragon blood.

The black dragon raised his head slightly, only to see half of the cyan dragon's body falling slowly. The dragon's body is very huge, five hundred feet long, like a small mountain.

In the dark abyss, the former dragon slowly fell, and the blood was floating in the sea, which was very visually shocking.

"This... this..." The old tortoise opened his mouth wide and stuttered.

"It's Aoki Dragon King!? What's wrong with it?"

The ancient dragon is a sacred and inviolable existence in the eyes of the old tortoise. The human race may have a strong enemy who can stand shoulder to shoulder with it, but it is absolutely impossible to kill the ancient dragon.

Because he is the Dragon Palace, these ancient dragons are under the protection of the Dragon Palace World.

Heilong probed upwards with his divine sense, an indescribable scorching heat welled up in his heart, and he resisted that it was not the situation that he finally saw clearly.

On the battlefield, the sword lights all over the sky disappeared, leaving only a snow-clad goddess standing in the air, with the sky sword hanging down slightly in her hand.

In the cold and ruthless eyes, there was a fiery red fierce light.

And those ancient dragons were already covered in cuts and bruises, even the prisoner cow, which was known for its defense, was covered with wounds all over its body. The worst thing was the Six-Eyed Cyanwood Dragon King. At this time, he was cut in half, and blood continued to flow from the wound.

Dots of white light appeared on the wound, and the dragon's body grew back in the blink of an eye, but the second half was much smaller.

Dong Yunshu said in a cold voice: "Report your name, and you are qualified to be admitted to the Sword Record."

Boundless murderous intent enveloped the six-eyed Cyanwood Dragon King, and the other two ancient dragons were already thinking of retreating. Although they still have a lot of ancestral spirit and can bring themselves back from the dying state, dragons are also made of meat.

If you can't stand the sword fairy's chopping like this, even if you know you can't die, you will be afraid of pain.

Aoki Dragon King took half a step back out of fear, but in the next second the boundless sword intent locked on to him. He knew that he couldn't run away, there was still a glimmer of life in resisting with all his strength, and running away would only answer all the attacks, but the fear in his heart still defeated his reason.

The Qingmu Dragon Dynasty fled frantically in the sea, the chill coming from behind became more and more obvious, as if invisible and intangible ice thorns pierced into his flesh and blood.

"No name, you can also be beheaded."

Dong Yunshu is like a sword, and his sword is like snow. He never asks others' mouths, and never pays attention to others' wishes.

Just like snowflakes, floating alone in the world.

The Heavenly Sword was lifted high, and all the sword light and sword intent disappeared without a trace in an instant, the sky and the earth dimmed slightly, and everything was so silent.

Qingmu Dragon King deeply felt that the time limit had come, so he uttered a shrill cry for help: "Prisoner! Yuguang! Save me quickly, you will not be much better if I die!"

With the perception of the soul, there is no shadow of the two half-brothers. They were frightened by the sword fairy in the fight just now, and they ran away without a trace when they had the chance.

Their alliance is inherently fragile. If there is a chance of winning, they will be united because of their interests. If there is no chance of winning, they will not work hard for others.

"You forced me to do this. If I'm not crazy, I won't survive! If I ever regain my sanity, I will definitely destroy your human race!"

The Qingmu Dragon King was furious to the extreme, he frantically blew the blood and ancestral energy of the ancestral dragon in his body, the two collided with each other and emerged an incomparable coercion, as if a terrifying existence from a long time ago had been revived from the long river of history.

All creatures with strong bloodlines have one ability, which is to burn their own bloodlines to return to their ancestors. This is like a human monk burning three souls and seven souls. He can gain powerful power in a short period of time, but the same price is either death or disability.

Borrowing the blood of the ancestral dragon can return the rent, but it is very likely that he will lose his mind.

But now he can't choose.

Cyanwood Dragon King let out a maddened roar, and suddenly turned his head, his stature skyrocketed at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the original 1,000 feet to 2,000 feet. The scales stretched slightly, 6 eyeballs fell off, and finally closed into a pair of dragon pupils, and all the characteristics brought by other blood vessels were falling off.

He's transforming into a dragon, like a real dragon.

"Yin!!!!"

"Today, I will ascend to the position of Ancestral Dragon!!!"

Aoki felt unprecedented carefree.

His strength has been reduced by half due to the loss of blood, but his strength has taken a big step forward.

If it is expressed by realm, then he is undoubtedly at the Saint King realm now.

Zheng!

A crisp sword sound resounded, and Dong Yunshu unpretentiously swung his sword downward. This sword didn't have too much brilliance, and there was no fancy sword move, it just swung straight down like this.

The sword intent is only for a moment, straight and consistent, neither bending nor bending.

Let the roar of the ancient dragon king, the boiling blood of the ancestral dragon, let the small world of the Dragon Palace vibrate.

She has only one sword, which can cut everything.

Bang.

It seems that time and space stop, and the dragon is cut off.

The incomparable sword intent fell, and all the thoughts of the Cyanwood Dragon King were extinguished in this instant. The dragon soul was like a candle in the wind, and it still did not forget to curse at the last moment, and its obsession almost fell on the sword fairy like a curse.

"My dragon son and grandson will avenge me from generation to generation, killing all human races, killing all human races!!!!"

"Mortal, kill kill kill!"

laugh!

The last thought was also lost in the sword intent.

Dong Yunshu's expression was still indifferent, and he didn't feel joy in killing a strong man, as if it was an ordinary thing.

But she was not unresponsive, and a little tiredness came to her heart. The Heavenly Sword disappeared from her hand, obviously the consumption of the battle just now was very huge for her.

A cool wind blows, and the world is silent.

It seemed that everyone was mourning the death of a strong man, and the three of Qingxuan were also a little shocked. They thought they would go through a fierce battle, but the strength of Jianxian far exceeded their imagination.

Especially Qingxuan himself, as a Zhen Guo level, he has had many contacts with Sword Immortal. Before the two had Li Yi as the hub, their relationship was nodding, but Qingxuan knew each other's strength.

It is roughly equivalent to the level of the Immortal Elder when he leveled Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain, and he is an absolute strong fighter in the transformation stage. But now the opponent is obviously not that simple, both in strength and cultivation are far beyond people's expectations.

what happened? Could it be that the Immortal Chief instructed the Sword Immortal to practice in private?

Qingxuan didn't think there was a problem with his prediction. After all, how could a person improve so much in a short period of time?

Even the Immortal Elder, according to what he said, his own strength has been growing very slowly, and it is rare to have a sudden increase in skill.

Practice is a kind of accumulation, the farther you go, the harder it is to make rapid progress.

The three-headed ancient dragon, even if it was weakened by the magic circle, was a very difficult enemy for Dong Yunshu.

If it weren't for the recent surge in cultivation, it would be difficult for Dong Yunshu to win without some injuries. If you want to kill the Cyanwood Dragon King, you may even need to burn some lifespan, just like in the previous life.

"Master, let's retreat for now."

Qingxuan stepped forward to stand in front of Dong Yunshu, preventing the opponent from chasing the enemy deep, and also preventing others from taking the opportunity to sneak attack.

Now their goal has been achieved, successfully killing an ancient dragon. Come in a few more times when you have time in the future, and you should be able to completely subdue the Dragon Clan in a few months.

"Yeah." Dong Yunshu nodded slightly, she was too exhausted to continue fighting.

Xiandao and his party turned back to the space crack, and suddenly there was an aura behind them, an incomparable dragon power.

They turned their heads and saw that the body of the Cyanwood Dragon King had healed, and all the wounds had disappeared.

Dong Yunshu narrowed his eyes slightly, started with the Heavenly Sword in his palm, and swung the sword again.

The bright sword light flashed, and the Qingmu Dragon King was cut off at the waist without any resistance, and his head hung down. The next second, he was pulled back by the sticky dragon's blood, and it was glued together again like a clay sculpture.

The exuberant vitality is like a raging mountain fire, which is inexhaustible.

Qingmu Dragon King opened his mouth slightly, and let out a dull voice: "Soldiers, live."

Another sword light fell, and the sword light entered the body and divided into three, instantly cutting the Cyanwood Dragon King into countless pieces. But in the next second, all the pieces of meat were glued together again under the impetus of huge vitality.

"Soldiers are endless."

The small world of the Dragon Palace vibrated slightly, and the power of the ancestral dragon affected a certain law, bringing rain to everything in the world.

Rain, the source of all things.

Immediately afterwards, the heavy rain fell again in Shenzhou outside. From the head of the Yangtze River all the way to the deserted desert, the heavy rain washed the earth.

There was also the sound of ticking rain in the Dragon Palace, but for some reason no rain fell, instead a large cloud of dark clouds gathered in the sky.

Dong Yunshu looked through the clouds, and first saw an entire small world, an illusory giant dragon. A closer look at the giant dragon is composed of countless messy images, and each image has rain as the main tone.

Zulong doesn't seem to be a dragon, but more like some kind of law.

Qingxuan also saw it, and he spit out two words with a solemn expression, with doubts and puzzlement in his tone: "Kyushu?"

It was raining cats and dogs in Kyushu, and ants-like humans on the ground were migrating to the plateau.

Looking forward, they saw all kinds of real dragons, all kinds of creatures jumping over the dragon gate, and countless rainwater.

Finally, they gathered in one place to form an illusory figure.

The black-haired figure in Tsing Yi has no face and no sign, his wrist hangs down slightly, and "rainwater" continuously gushes out from the wound and falls into the mountains and rivers, nourishing all living beings.

The strong have a sense of the heaven and the earth, and all the strong in the Dragon Palace have seen the dragon shadow in the sky. Those who have advanced cultivation can see Kyushu, and can see all the rains in the past and present.

This is what Zhenlong, Mo Yidao, Wang Huan and others saw.

And that figure can only be seen by Gu Long, Dong Yunshu, Qingxuan, and Mo Luo.

An indescribable enlightenment welled up in my heart, and a voice sounded in the dark, revealing the true face of Zulong to them.

"Soldiers are born, the source of infinity, the root of all things."

"This is the way of the ancestor dragon."

"Soldiers, one person equals the sky, and one person stands on the ground. I only hope that there will be no disasters in the world, no pain for all living beings, and peace for the rest of my life."

"This is the way of longevity."