The blue dragon flying to the southwest is surrounded by hundreds of thunderbolts. Each thunderbolt is as thick as a bucket, penetrating the sky and the earth, smashing everything in its path with a devastating force, sweeping holes and scraping across the surface of the earth.
Wherever it went, houses, pavilions, roads, bridges, carriages, horses, and pedestrians all collapsed and turned into pieces, burning and flying out of several streets.
For the monks and soldiers of the Yu Kingdom who were scattered in different cities and fought on their own, they were still fighting with the demons in the blood mist just now. Suddenly the blood mist subsided and the demons became significantly weaker. Before they could react, they saw the blue dragon.
Coming into the world, there is a vision of thunder filling the sky.
The mythical beast that only existed in legends in the past suddenly appeared in front of them. After a brief shock, most people chose the most direct measure - to fight back.
Numerous flying swords soared straight into the sky, their blades reflecting lightning, falling into the sky like thousands of meteors. Along with them, there were numerous and numerous telepathy tools and talismans.
However, all attack methods hit a wall in front of the invisible wall constructed of jade pendants. They can only go so far and cannot be crossed.
Thousands of brilliance flashed together, rendering the entire night sky into colorful colors, and the continuous explosions were deafening, turning into air waves and raising dust on the ground.
The blue dragon was not in a hurry, nor was it slow, as it swept towards the southwestern city gate like taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.
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Outside the Shangshu Province, Song Shaoyuan looked at the vision in the distance that was like the ground breaking apart, and he was silent for a moment and whispered: "It failed."
Li Ang, who was back to back with him, was speechless. He pulled out the Dragon Meteor Spear from the belly of the war elephant-sized demon, flicked the gun blade, and flung the bloody internal organs far away.
A circle of corpses of Haotian believers and demons had piled up around the two of them. The corpse mountain was higher than the wall, and the fishy smell was rising to the sky. Outside the corpse mountain, there were still shadowy groups of demons surrounding them.
After the blood mist subsided, the already cloudy eyes of the demons became even more blurred. Under the control of instinct, they greedily looked at the broken ball at Song Shaoyuan's feet. In other words, the dragon ball.
Dragon energy and blood are majestic and strong. Bathing in dragon blood can lead to a rebirth, and drinking dragon saliva can lead to immortality. The Haotian believers who lurked into the imperial city relied on the formation to activate the vast vitality contained in the dragon beads, and then weave the blood mist,
Catalyze mortals into monsters.
In the eyes of the monsters, this cracked dragon ball is no different from the flat peach elixir. If it hadn't been hanging by all the monsters, they would have rushed out of the imperial city and went around killing and feasting.
"Do you still have the strength?" Song Shaoyuan asked in a low voice.
"About 30%."
Li Ang estimated that the remaining air sea should be able to hold on until reinforcements arrived.
"Roar--"
There were roars all around, and the demons pushed each other and moved forward slowly. The desire for the Dragon Ball gradually overcame the fear of death.
"The sun rises."
"Um?"
"Thinking about it now, when I failed the exam in the academy, the year when I studied hard in the hut was probably the most peaceful and happy time in my life. I wrote some poems, read some books, and planted some flowers and plants with Youxiao."
"Why are you talking about this?" Li Ang said in as relaxed a tone as possible, "We can get out alive."
Song Shaoyuan was still talking to himself, "I'll take care of family matters from now on -"
The words stopped suddenly, Li Ang turned around and saw Song Shaoyuan's tongue growing continuously, hanging down to his chest like a snake's tongue, and bifurcated on its own.
The blood mist had eroded deep into his bone marrow, and jet-black sharp horns sprouted from the top of his skull, lower jaw, shoulders and neck, and were covered with dark green scales.
Song Shaoyuan pulled out a knife from his belt, cut out the overgrown tongue, and said vaguely with blood in his mouth: "Please."
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Li Ang felt like there was something stuck in his throat, unable to say a word. The dark silk thread in his palm swayed in the wind, but did not stretch out any further - the demonic transformation was irreversible.
"Let's go. Leave this to me."
Song Shaoyuan smiled, patted Li Ang's shoulder cheerfully, bent down and picked up the dragon ball from the ground.
"Ho!"
He swallowed the dragon ball whole, and all the demonic organs in his body suddenly seemed to be violently stimulated, growing rapidly and piercing the Dali Temple official uniform.
The demons were collectively agitated, all eyes focused on Song Shaoyuan, completely ignoring Li Ang standing beside him.
tread.
Song Shaoyuan took a trembling step forward, and the demons gathered around him, following suit.
Taking two steps and three steps, Song Shaoyuan gradually accelerated and rushed towards the demon. Catalyzed by the vitality that continuously erupted from the dragon beads, its size continued to expand, bursting the official uniform.
"Xue Gong, Zhenzhou, Song Shaoyuan!"
boom!
Like the King Kong statue in the temple, Song Shaoyuan roared and smashed the demon's head biting at his throat with one punch. Then he turned his fist into a palm and grabbed a flying snake in the air that was about to attack.
The flying snake struggled violently and bit into Song Shaoyuan's mouth with its fangs spraying venom. However, the latter ignored it and pulled hard with both hands, breaking the snake's body.
The demons finally couldn't hold back anymore and came from all directions like waves.
Without taking an inch back, he twisted his body and struck out with his palm, and suddenly long and narrow bone spurs sprouted from his palm, piercing through the two monsters. He raised his foot and kicked hard, crushing the long arm holding his ankle.
Knee strikes, elbow strikes, headbutts.
All limbs and bones can be used as weapons. It doesn't matter even if the wound is replaced by an injury, the vitality overflowing from the dragon ball can grow new flesh in the wound in an instant.
The price is just one step closer to becoming a demon completely.
Amidst the wild laughter, stumps were flying and blood was splattered.
Li Ang looked at the mountain of corpses that was getting higher and higher, turned around silently, stepped on the ground, and flew away from here.
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Snap!
A headless monster corpse fell down and smashed into the pool of dirty blood, frightening away the flies that came looking for the smell.
So thirsty.
Song Shaoyuan swayed and knelt on one knee, naturally leaned over the blood pool, and opened his mouth to suck the blood.
The fishy smell surged in his mouth, and he suddenly came to his senses. He looked around, and among the mountains of corpses and sea of blood, he was the only one left standing.
puff.
He spit out the dirty blood, stood up in disgust and fear, and saw his reflection in the blood pool clearly through the moonlight.
The huge body as high as a four-story building was covered with horns, hair, scales, and eyeballs, and its original appearance was completely unrecognizable.
The entire back was rickety and bent, and on the dozens of sky-high bone spurs protruding from the back, there were mutilated monster corpses hanging on it.
Three huge mouths grow on the front of the body, each chewing on the stumps and broken arms.
In the middle of the big mouth, there is a sarcoma that is half protruding from the outside of the body - it is the dragon ball that is slowly recovering.
"Zhenzhou, Xuegong, Song Shaoyuan."
He repeated it again, turned around and lay down on the mountain of corpses, paused for a moment, and cracked his neck.
The dragon ball residing in the abdomen seemed to sense it, and once again erupted its remaining vitality, trying to save the only living host at the scene.
Just in vain.
Song Shaoyuan tore open the bloody hole in his abdomen and allowed blood to flow freely.
"Zhenzhou, Xuegong, Song Shaoyuan."
As he was talking to himself, scenes of sad and happy past events came to his mind. He broke off the bone spurs in his palm and carved them on it.
After a long time, several figures came from a distance.
Pei Jing and others, who were disgraced and had no time to repair themselves, slowly landed and looked around at the corpses everywhere. Their eyes finally focused on the largest monster corpse, and they looked at each other with confused expressions.
The giant demon's blood had dried up, and in his stiff palm, he held a delicately carved bone flower.
This chapter has been completed!