Mr. Wei said that after Wei Zheng, the famous prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, his ancestors had killed dragons, so he knew the dragon best and knew how to kill it.
There is no absolute power in the world, only relative restraint. In terms of strength and cultivation, he may not be as powerful as us, but when it comes to dealing with dragons, he may be more familiar with it than Master Shanyang - although this is only theoretical.
After receiving an order from the master of Ciyuan Pavilion, he immediately fired the prepared arrows.
Mo Dao's arrow was too small to break through the defense of a real dragon. The arrow was made from the fossilized tail feathers of the long-extinct Garuda, the Garuda bird - there are many legends about this object.
, the most outrageous thing is that it is a foodie, it eats a lot, and eats a big dragon king and five hundred dragons every day. This is of course a legend, but Garuda does not lie when he restrains the real dragon, so this arrow
It is definitely that precious thing.
After taking advantage of the mechanism and the effects of fireworks to shape it, once the Dapeng feather arrow was shot, it immediately crossed the space and suddenly shot into the inverse scale of the real dragon.
What is reverse scale? According to ancient rumors, a real dragon will have a palm-sized white scale under its neck, which is in the shape of a crescent. Its blood gushes out from the main blood vessel of the heart, and then disperses from the white scale to various blood vessels.
The most private and defensive place is also the fatal place of a real dragon. If it is inserted here, it means that the dragon's death is not far away.
After Mr. Wei shot such an arrow, he exhausted all his energy and slumped to the ground. Then the one-word sword Huang Chenqujun came out. He tapped the ground with his toes and soared into the sky. I didn't see whether the arrow was shot or not.
After entering the true dragon's reverse scale, there was no time to react. Suddenly, a heaven-shattering dragon roar exploded throughout the space.
Hoo, ho, ho!
The calm lake surface suddenly trembled, and the rippling lake water became unreasonably ferocious, rolling towards the shore, and the land under our feet began to become turbulent, like a volcanic dragon's anger pouring down from above our heads, and the trees
They all fell down one after another, and a big tide from the lake directly beat most of the people in Longhu Mountain to wet bodies. Zamao Xiaodao and I were already on guard, so we jumped back into the air and landed on the big rock.
Averted.
This turmoil is endless, and the fighting is fierce above the head. The sound of wind, firelight and passing sword light illuminate the top of the head in an extraordinary way.
There was turbulence under our feet, and we didn't have time to look at the situation. We felt that the entire island was shaking, as if there was a huge force that was going to split the island into two and tear it apart. After a little bit, we got used to the shaking of the sky and the earth.
After the shaking rhythm, before I had time to raise my head, I heard an explosion and rumble in the sky. This huge force echoed throughout the sky, and a white light shimmered like a scorching sun above my head.
At the same time, thousands of sword energy were born from nothingness, and stabbed towards the end of the place, moving forward without any return.
I was about to look up, but there was a scorching wind blowing in all directions. The hairy trail next to me grabbed my shoulders and jumped into the water. The lake water that suddenly overflowed between the shores submerged our bodies.
However, the next second, a hot breath boiled the cold water directly. Fortunately, this breath was just a breath. When the tide receded, we stood up and there was no longer the heat before, we could only feel it.
The warm and humid air and... burning trees and human bodies.
I didn't have time to take a closer look when a black shadow suddenly fell down from the top of my head. I couldn't care less. I stretched out my hand to pick up this person. Once I stabilized, I looked over carefully. But it was a one-word sword with blood on its face, and it kept saying something in its mouth.
He was vomiting blood and seemed to be seriously injured.
I supported Mr. Huang Chenqu on the ground and quickly asked about his physical condition. The pig butcher spit out the blood in his mouth, took a few long breaths, and then said slowly: "The real dragon has been injured by me and fellow Taoist Shanyang.
Now that the tortoise has retreated back to its nest, it still needs to pursue the victory before it is effective. And if it waits until it recovers, I am afraid that no one will be able to escape its manic revenge. Unfortunately... I was seriously injured and need to recuperate immediately, so the next step
I'll leave the matter to you."
He reluctantly stood up, but instead of going to the Xunlong, he ran towards the dense forest behind the lake.
Yizijian's words made me a little dazed. I didn't expect that in this short period of time, they had seriously injured the real dragon. But looking at the injuries on his body, I thought it was quite embarrassing for me. Mr. Huang Chenqu is like this, so is Master Shanyang.
Woolen cloth?
I raised my head to look for the top master of Longhu Mountain, but I didn't see anyone. There were still huge rocks falling down from it. The mist spread across the sky and filled the air with a strong fishy smell. The dragon flames emitted by the real dragon earlier covered this place.
A lot of plants in the area were burned, and there were curls of smoke and firelight everywhere. At first glance, it felt like purgatory on earth was nothing more than this.
Within sight, not only Shan Yang could not see it, but also the huge real dragon was nowhere to be seen.
I looked towards the Zamao Trail, while this guy looked around and said he would go back to the Xunlong to see what the professionals said. At this moment, the tide receded, and everyone in Longhu Mountain emerged from the water, looking around and calling their friends.
Calling friends to confirm the damage, we were in a mess and felt like we had done something wrong. We didn’t care about these guys. Instead, we found a few wooden boards floating on the water. With this thing, we headed towards Xunlong in the distance.
Cross out the number.
Because we were prepared in advance, when the dragon's power came, although the Xunlong was also shaken, it did not suffer much loss after all. At this moment, it also raised its anchor and came to our side. Waiting to use the soft ladder
After getting on the boat, the master of Ciyuan Pavilion hurriedly came forward, took my hand, and asked what Mr. Huang Da said to me just now.
I told him what Yizijian told me. When the pavilion master heard it, he was so excited that his whole body trembled. He turned around and asked Mr. Wei: "The real dragon was hit by the Dapeng feather arrow. Generally, it can persist."
how long?"
Mr. Wei was also a little excited. After thinking for a moment, he replied that if the Ni Lin was shot, it would only take an hour, but if it was not shot, it would be able to recover roughly after three to five days. This was the same as before.
What Zi Jian said was almost the same. The master of Ciyuan Pavilion was determined. He turned around to look at his men who were surrounding him. He took a long breath and shouted excitedly: "My brothers, after waiting for so long, we are finally here.
On this day, it may be the last real dragon in the world. If it falls into the hands of me, Ciyuan Pavilion, and it will rise to great heights, it will be just around the corner. Do you still have to wait?"
"No wait, kill the dragon, kill the dragon, kill the dragon!"
Xu Yuzhongli, the men under him immediately fell into madness, shouting loudly, which made me feel a strange strange feeling. However, at this moment, a discordant voice appeared: "Wait, father,
What do you mean, we want to kill this real dragon?"
The speaker was Fang Zhilong, the young master of Ciyuan Pavilion. He boarded the boat with us and was in a state of excitement. Now he finally came to his senses and asked: "That's not right, father, we are not just here.
Do you need half of its long beard to make soup for grandma? Why do you suddenly say you want to attack it? This is a dragon, the totem that we Chinese people have always respected most, and our patron saint?"
The master of Ciyuan Pavilion used to like his son's humility and justice, but now he was troubled by his stubbornness. Seeing that the mood of his subordinates around him gradually cooled down, he argued forcefully: "Zhilong, we don't want this dragon, it's inevitable.
It will be taken away by Longhu Mountain. By then, let alone a small beard or even a hair, I'm afraid it will be gone. So whether we take action or not, its outcome has been decided, so we might as well take it.
Well, are you right?"
The young master always felt that something was wrong. He looked around and found that except for me, Zamao Xiaodao and my uncle, who were all silent and silent, the eyes of everyone else had a burning light. He took a deep breath.
, said stubbornly, father, this is wrong!
The master of Ciyuan Pavilion ignored him and said: "I didn't plan to let you go into the water at first, so just stay on the boat with your Uncle Tian and keep an eye on the Xunlong. Remember, take good care of your sister.
We hold on to this only escape route. If the Xunlong is lost, then all of our lives will be at stake here.
After he finished speaking, Fang Yi beside him became unhappy and muttered, "No, dragon slaying is such a novel and fun thing, why don't you take me with you?"
She insisted on making trouble, but at this moment, the master of Ciyuan Pavilion did not condone her petty willfulness. He directly said with a fierce face: "You and your brother just stay well on the boat. If you dare to mess around again,
,Believe it or not, I will break your leg?"
After all, Fang Yi was still a sensible girl. Seeing her father's rage, she knew that now was not the time to let her make trouble, so she stopped talking, pouted, and returned to the room.
After explaining the household chores, Ciyuan Pavilion started to move up and down. The hull on the left side suddenly cracked, and a platform appeared. There were three strange-looking sealed submersibles on it. The outsides were all sealed with rubber. Each boat could accommodate six people.
, led by Mr. Wei and Liu Yongxiang, the masters of Ciyuan Pavilion respectively, while the two shopkeepers Tian and Zhu stayed behind on the Xunlong.
When everything was ready, the master of Ciyuan Pavilion remembered us, looked back, and asked politely: "Can we squeeze out a spot on each of these little sturgeons? Can the three of us spread out and squeeze in?"
He had clearly seen our strength, and knew that together we are sharp and divided, so he wanted to separate us. Zamao Xiaodao had a smile on his face, but he refused and said no, we are good at water, so we can
Following behind was the Ciyuan Pavilion Master. Without further words, he ordered his men to get into the little sturgeon. Then Manager Tian presided over and put the three submersibles into the bottom of the lake.
There was a stir in the lake below. Shopkeeper Tian took a deep breath of the strong fishy smell that still remained, turned to look at us, and said: "You three..." Before I could finish the question, I had already packed up.
Mao Xiaodao and his uncle waved to him and submerged directly into the water, leaving shopkeeper Tian with a shocked look on his face and a messy lake surface.