In terms of strong spiritual power, just like strength, humans are far inferior to dragons. It is easy to defeat a mysterious person with spiritual power, but it is almost impossible to defeat a real dragon.
However, as the Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons originating from the age of ancient gods, the shock caused by his dragon soul to dragons is much greater than that of humans!
When the dragon soul exploded and roared to the sky, all the residual light in the eyes of the ancient horned dragon collapsed and turned into a scarlet red. The blood-stained dragon body froze in the air, and the final power of despair was like being swept by a strong wind.
, disintegrate quickly...
The profound power of the Divine Origin Realm counterattacked the power of the Dragon of God Lord.
With the spirit of the Divine Origin Realm, he shocked the soul of the Dragon of God Lord.
Yun Che gave everything he had, using his small presence to ignite the only glimmer of hope he could catch.
Although the ancient horned dragon was already falling towards death, it was the dragon of the God Lord after all. This miraculous dragon soul shock lasted for only a few moments, which was already the limit.
Mu Xuanyin picked up Yun Che's unconscious body, slowly moved her palm towards the ancient horned dragon, and released the last dazzling ice light.
Ping——
The ancient horned dragon's last desperate counterattack was already accelerating its demise faster. Shocked by the dragon soul, its final strength also collapsed directly. When the ice light touched the body, the huge dragon body became helpless.
The medium for ice to condense, but in the blink of an eye, the entire body was covered by ice.
The remaining dragon power can no longer break free.
The last breath of life also fell into nothingness under the cold air that penetrated the whole body... The pair of dragon eyes finally completely lost their luster.
The two ancient horned dragons were all destroyed.
Mu Xuanyin slowly lowered her arms. As her final strength was released, her long hair turned completely black. There was no trace of coldness on her body... instead, there was a burning aura that had not been seen in ten thousand years.
The aura was so weak that even she could not detect it, and even the arm holding Yun Che was too heavy to lift. It was extremely poisonous, seriously injured, and all my profound energy was gone... As the life of the ancient horned dragon was extinguished, her
The consciousness also went from blurring to darkness quickly.
"Ah...this is...where..."
Deep in Yun Che's consciousness, the moans of his soul could be heard.
"...No...I can't pass out...the ancient horned dragon...is still there...master...will die..."
"Wake up...come...come..."
"Wake up!!"
His consciousness was unprecedentedly drowsy, blurry, and there was an extremely sharp stinging pain... just like the soul-departing pain he endured in front of the Netherworld Udumbara Flower in the Moon-Slaughter Demon Cave. But his eyes felt as sharp as being pricked by needles.
Open.
He felt a soft arm moving away from his body. In his hazy vision, he saw a snow shadow that was mostly red with blood falling silently downwards...
And below, is a blurry red world...
God Burial Hell!
His spirit was as heavy as pressing down on the mountains, but his palms stretched out almost instinctively, grabbing the white figure that had just fallen from his side, and then hugged him tightly... His breath was weak.
It breaks a person's heart, but it makes his wandering soul feel particularly stable.
In the distance of his sight, a giant shadow frozen in ice was falling straight down.
The dead ancient horned dragon!
Yun Che held Mu Xuanyin in his arms, biting the tip of his tongue with his teeth. His remaining consciousness drove his body, and he flew towards the giant shadow in the hazy and chaotic world.
This is the result that Master sacrificed his life for... I will never let it disappear into the God Burial Fire Prison like the previous one!
Although his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, his profound energy was still there. The ancient horned dragon quickly approached in his blurred vision. He stretched out his left hand and touched the body of the ancient horned dragon, instantly absorbing it into the Sky Poison Pearl.
His heart relaxed slightly, his consciousness sank instantly, his body suddenly lost control completely, and Mu Xuanyin flew down to the endless hell below.
No... Master is in this state... He simply cannot withstand the hell of fire...
Ancient Xuanzhou!!
The Primordial Profound Ark has been floating there, and even the power of the Divine Lord has been unable to damage it. Yun Che desperately tried to gather the soul power to enter the Primordial Profound Ark...
One breath...two breaths...three breaths...
At the moment when their bodies were about to touch the fire of hell, the idea of entering the ancient profound ark was finally completed. A white light flashed through, and Yun Che and Mu Xuanyin immediately disappeared into the vast hell.
His vision was completely pale, he could not see anything, and his five senses were so weak that they were almost non-existent. He realized that he had entered the ancient profound ark, and next to him was the hazy touch from Mu Xuanyin. His consciousness relaxed, and he fainted in an instant.
With the complete silence of his consciousness, above the Hell, the ancient profound ark that had lost its soul connection suddenly fell, straight into the vast Hell of Fire, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After a long time, the churning hell finally calmed down, and it was much calmer than usual.
"Yun Boy!!"
A loud roar approached quickly, and Huo Rulie rushed over impatiently, but there was no trace of him in the vast inferno, and he couldn't detect any breath.
"What...what happened?" Huo Rulie's eyes quickly swept across his face, his face full of surprise and anxiety.
After sending Yun Che nearly three hundred miles, he turned around and ran. But as soon as he turned around, he heard a scream from the ancient horned dragon, and a wave of power swept across, forcing him nearly a hundred miles away, followed by an obvious sound
The dragon's roar, which did not belong to the ancient blue dragon, made his ears buzz. When he took a breath and came back to his senses, he felt that all the breath had disappeared.
He rushed over quickly, but Mu Xuanyin, Yun Che, and even the ancient horned dragon... were all gone. Only the embers of power and the extremely rich dragon blood scent remained in the air.
"Is...all dead?" Huo Rulie said to himself in disbelief. He looked down, frowned, and suddenly flew into the God Burial Fire Prison.
Huo Rulie searched relentlessly in the Hell, hoping to find something. He went as far as he could sneak into, and traveled hundreds of miles across the Hell, but found nothing.
When he finally gave up and came out of the Hell, he saw that Yan Wancang, Yan Juehai, and a group of senior elders had arrived. Nearly a hundred people were in a daze for a long time facing the unusually peaceful Hell.
"Sect Master Huo, have you found anything?" Yan Wanchang asked.
Huo Rulie flew up and roared: "What's going on? What happened here? I just turned around before, where have they gone? Where is Boy Yun?"
"That horned dragon...is dead." Yan Juehai said in a rather vain tone.
"How did you die?"
"Alas, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely not believe it if I told it." Yan Wancang sighed. The scene where Yun Che knocked down the ancient horned dragon with his sword appeared at this moment, and it still shook his soul violently. He had never
I had thought that, standing at the top of the Flame God Realm and at the pinnacle of mystical power, I would one day be so shocked by a junior who had just entered the divine way.
"To put it simply, its Dragon Fault was pierced by the Snow Song Realm King's sword." Yan Juehai said: "It was pierced through the Dragon Fault. Although it was bound to die, its counterattack before death was..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Juehai shook his head heavily.
As the Suzaku projection suddenly collapsed, no one of them saw what happened next, but it was completely imaginable. After Mu Xuanyin used her last remaining strength to thrust out the Xue Ji Sword, it was impossible to withstand the death of the ancient horned dragon.
Counterattack... The ending is undoubtedly that the master and the disciple were killed by the claws of the horned dragon, and then the horned dragon died, and they fell together and were buried in the fire hell forever.
The first horned dragon killed by Mu Xuanyin's Forbidden Formation was buried in Hell, and the second one was also the same...
The two ancient horned dragons were dead...but they couldn't get anything.
Huo Rulie was silent for a long time. After a long time, he whispered: "How could such a thing happen... I just searched the hell below for a long time and found nothing. Including the body of the horned dragon. It seems that it has fallen deeper.
The hell of fire will completely disappear in a short time."
"This is life." A Golden Crow elder sighed.
"Right now, let's figure out how to explain this matter to Snow Song Realm." Yan Wancang said solemnly.
In their wildest dreams, they could never have imagined that such a sudden change would occur in their hunt for the horned dragon.
Two horned dragons actually appeared in the God Burial Fire Prison... In the end, although both horned dragons were destroyed, they failed to obtain even a single dragon scale. Instead, they lost the Snow Song Realm King Mu Xuanyin and her direct disciple Yun Che.
"I'm afraid that this time, the Snow Song Realm will fight us to death." A Suzaku elder said with a bitter smile.
Mu Xuanyin came to the Flame God Realm this time to help them hunt the horned dragon, but ended up being buried in the God of Fire Prison. And Mu Xuanyin's status and reputation in the Snow Song Realm are self-evident. If the Ice Phoenix Divine Sect knew
One can imagine how sad, angry and outraged this would be.
And it's not just Mu Xuanyin... If Yun Che is fine, with his elemental talents even better than Huo Poyun, and with the full training of the Ice Phoenix Sect, it is very likely that a second Mu Xuanyin will appear in the Snow Song Realm in the future.
But, even Yun Che...
As for their Flame God Realm, although their dreams came true, they actually didn't lose anything at all.
"Without Mu Xuanyin's Snow Song Realm, what is there to be afraid of?" said a Phoenix elder.
"This is not a question of whether we are afraid or not." Yan Juehai said weakly: "One of the biggest reasons why Snow Song Realm King's master and disciple suffered such a disaster is that we did not believe Yun Che. If we had... even sent a message to remind him, we would have been
It won’t be like this, alas.”
Yan Wancang: "..."
"This...it's not our fault. How could anyone believe those words at that time?" Elder Phoenix said without confidence.
"I don't think there is any need to worry about this matter." A Golden Crow elder said: "The Snow Song Realm without Mu Xuanyin is not worthy of being compared with my Flame God. I'm afraid they don't have the courage to question. How dare you ask for an explanation?
Just blast them back. Although we didn't get the horned dragon, Mu Xuanyin's death is definitely not a bad thing for us."
"Fart!" As soon as Elder Jinwu finished speaking, Huo Rulie frowned angrily: "When did we, the people of the Flame God Realm, become such despicable and shameless people?! No matter what grudges we had before, Mu Xuanyin is because of us.
If you come here and die because of us, you must answer to the Snow Song Realm no matter what! I, Huo Rulie, am still a shameless person!"
"Yes...it was an old man who made a mistake." The Golden Crow elder quickly lowered his head, but murmured in his heart: The sect master used to hate Snow Song Realm... He especially hated Mu Xuanyin so much that it made his teeth itch. How come he seems to have changed his gender in the past two days.
"The death of a god lord is a big event in the entire god world, and it will spread quickly." Yan Wancang said: "If we don't explain it to the Snow Song Realm, I'm afraid we will be looked down upon by all the worlds in the god realm."
"Sect Master, what should we do now? Should we... send a message to the Snow Song Realm immediately?" a Suzaku elder sighed.
Yan Wancang thought for a long time and shook his head: "Today's matter will be kept secret for the time being. Let's wait until a few days later to figure out how to deal with the wrath of the Snow Song Realm, and then we will send a message."
Yan Juehai nodded, and Huo Rulie did not object.
These top figures in the Flame God Realm left the God Burial Fire Prison with extremely complicated emotions. When walking out of the Fire Hell area, Yan Wanchang suddenly stopped and sighed heavily: "No wonder the Dragon God Realm can become the Ten Thousand Realms.
Your Majesty, from now on... don't provoke the dragon clan easily again."