'I observe that my benefactor's Purple Sky Flame seems to be similar to the aura of a candle dragon. There may be a strange connection between my benefactor and the Dragon Clan. I am afraid that I may accidentally kill him, so I dare not not warn him. Do not kill the Dragon Clan unless I have to.'
Kong Xuan's reminder echoed repeatedly in Yiyun's mind...
The tornado formed by the sword soul suddenly stopped.
Only the head of the demon dragon was left. Its eyes were open, and it stared at the figure in front of it quietly without surprise or joy. In its eyes, the burning and beating Zixiao flames on the Beiluo Zixiao sword were clearly reflected.
"Now that she has escaped, it doesn't matter whether she kills you or not." Nine hundred and ninety-nine swords were flying quietly above Yiyun's head.
Beiluo Zixiao Sword is put into its sheath.
Follow the rhyme and move forward without looking back.
Demon dragon, close your eyes and rest quietly to regain your exhausted energy...
A voice suddenly sounded in Yiyun's ears.
'The soul of the sword protects him, and he will not give up in any situation. The master of the sword believes in the sword and will not regret it until death. He understands the supreme skill of Beiluo Zixiaoji Sword Master in the selfless killing realm: killing the soul of the sword in the sword array. The soul of the sword follows the master and will never leave him until death.
.The ancient candle dragon, in gratitude to the cultivators of Zixiaoyan for caring for their descendants, gave the blessing of the ancient divine dragon, and the level of Zixiaoyan was raised to fifty; the Zixiaoyan melted into the sword soul, and the power of the sword soul was enhanced; the Zixiaoyan added to the power of the candle dragon.
Divine power, no descendant of the candle dragon dares to invade it.'
Yiyun walked to the lake, jumped into the lake, opened her mouth, took a big gulp of water, and then floated quietly on the water without moving...
It's not just the Demon Dragon and Jie Ao who can't hold on anymore? He's also so tired that he doesn't even want to move his fingers anymore...
Yiyun has long been convinced of her good fortune. Good fortune affects her fortune. All good things must be obtained through a journey through hell and hard work. It was the same when she was in the world, and it is still the same when she comes to hell...
…
"Why did I forget to cut a piece of dragon meat just now to comfort my stomach..." Yiyun gasped for air, enduring the pain of extreme hunger.
A string of bubbles suddenly appeared on the lake surface.
Could it be that there are fish?
Yiyun pulled out the Beiluo Zixiao Sword, and nine hundred and ninety-nine sword souls flew out. At this moment, he was manipulating these sword souls, consuming very little mental power, all because of the killing sword soul formation he had just comprehended.
The bubbles stopped for a while, and then suddenly appeared in a series. Then, a huge head eagerly emerged from the water, with a wild boar's mouth, breathing heavily.
Yiyun, smiled...
By the lake, the wild boar demon silently held a straight knife with a large piece of meat cut from its leg skewered on the knife. When it saw Yiyun's figure from a distance, it hurriedly jumped into the lake and dived to hide. As a result...
…
Yiyun was lying on the ground, too tired to move. The wild boar fairy looked at him with tearful eyes. After a while, she suddenly spoke. "Oh, you seem to be very tired."
"nonsense."
"Then, why don't you take a nap? Don't worry, I won't run away. Anyway, the flesh will be cut off..."
"How to practice Qigong while sleeping."
The wild boar fairy raised a pig's trotter and rubbed its head in confusion. "You will become more powerful when you grow up. Why do you need to practice?"
Yes, the cultivation of goblins is to live hard and strive to grow up. When you live to be five hundred years old, you will be considered an adult. Depending on your racial origin, you will have different levels of power. When you live to be a thousand years old,
It is fully mature, its strength reaches its peak, and it can be maintained forever.
The meat was roasted, but Yiyun had no strength to sit up, so she just held the meat and ate while lying down. "There are two identical goblins, one is waiting for adulthood and the other is constantly practicing. Which one will be more powerful when it reaches adulthood?"
The wild boar fairy was stunned, rubbing its head with its trotters, and remained silent for a long time. Just when people thought it was slow to react, the wild boar fairy suddenly said, "Then, how should I practice?"
"I'm not a demon." Yiyun thinks the meat of this wild boar demon is particularly delicious. Maybe it's because she always eats it when she's particularly hungry?
"Then you can teach me to practice Kung Fu, just like you." The wild boar fairy's eyes flickered, looking very expectant.
A goblin practicing the martial arts of the Yiyun Zixiao Sword Sect?
Yiyun was full and suddenly felt that her body was full of strength. The meat of the wild boar fairy was indeed different from that of ordinary monsters. He patted the wild boar fairy's head, dropped the Zixiao Sword Art, and left.
The wild boar fairy opened the book and took a few glances, then shouted loudly at Yiyun's back. "I, I don't know human words——"
Yiyun did not look back or reply. The wild boar fairy lowered her head slumpedly and looked at the secret book held by the pig's trotters with tears in her eyes...
Zhongnan City.
When the Jing clan warriors saw Jie Ao coming back and flying down the city wall, they fell down and spat out their clan leader from their open mouths...
A female warrior hurriedly stepped forward, took off her outer robe, and put it on the Demon Dragon Emperor. All the male clan members turned around and turned their backs to form a barrier.
"Clan leader, clan leader..." The Jing clan members fed the medicine they carried with them into the mouth of the Demon Dragon Emperor, but saw no effect for a long time.
"Go back first." Some members of the tribe suggested, but they were immediately rejected. "The dragon hasn't come back yet!"
Immediately, more than a dozen people jumped on the flying war beast. "Let's go find it!"
The incident on the city wall attracted the attention of many people in Zhongnan City. Seeing this, Li Zi suddenly ran towards the city wall. While running, he tore his clothes and pulled his hair loose. He also grabbed water from the street and poured it on himself.
, then grabbed a handful of bone spurs for sale and stabbed him randomly. When he ran to the city wall, he had become disheveled, covered in blood, and looked miserable.
A dozen Jing tribe warriors riding on flying war beasts left for an hour and flew back with the head of the demon dragon. Everyone in the Jing tribe was shocked and couldn't believe that the demon dragon was so seriously injured!
"Let's go!" Dozens of flying war beasts, carrying the fainted Zhiao, slowly flew up. Under the suspicious eyes of everyone in Zhongnan City, they flew higher and higher...
In the sky, a purple light flew across the sky like a shooting star!
The purple sword energy flashing vertically and horizontally was burning with beating purple sky flames. One after another, the flying war beasts had their wings cut off and fell to the city wall and the ground outside the city wall, wailing.
The Demonic Dragon Emperor fell from the Flying War Beast, and the collision and pain made her wake up from her drowsiness and open her eyes.
In front of her, stood a purple figure, with a pair of empty eyes on his face, and a sword burning with purple cold flames, raised high.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine sword souls turned into nine hundred and ninety-nine swords. The sword energy flashed vertically and horizontally, cutting the flying war beasts into sections, one by one... The thorns flew away from the flying war beasts.
The warriors tried to fly away, but were surrounded by sword energy and had no way to escape.
The robe was ripped off and flung away. "Stop!" the Demon Dragon Emperor screamed sadly, and the robe he took off was instantly blown away by the wind...
The sword light filled the sky and suddenly stopped. The Jing clan members' eyes widened in disbelief, and they all stared at the clan leader, the Demonic Dragon Emperor, who was kneeling on the ground on the city wall.
This is the abandoned gift of a demon woman. She takes off her clothes and becomes naked to show that everything belongs to the surrendered strong man and she is willing to be a slave and do whatever she wants.
This was the first time that Yiyun witnessed the abandonment of the Demon Clan. The abandonment ceremony was different from the ordinary surrender and the oath to follow the strong. It was the most thorough and shameful way of surrender and survival that was common among the Demon Clan. In the history of the Demon Clan,
In China, there is no precedent of killing those who abandon rituals.
Li Zi, who was kneeling on the city wall, suddenly jumped up. With his fingers flying in the sky, the Jing tribe members shouted arrogantly. "You guys are still going away! The leader of our tribe accepts the Demon Dragon Emperor's abandonment and spares you."
Immortal - from now on, you Jing Clan, remember the bravery of our Zixiao Clan! If you dare to provoke us again, you Jing Clan will not leave any living thing behind!"
Groups of angry and humiliated Jing tribe warriors flew down the city wall, spitting at the Demon Dragon Emperor who was kneeling on the ground and making a gesture of abandonment. One after another, one group after another... From this moment on,
The Demon Dragon Emperor is no longer one of the clan members in their hearts, let alone the clan leader, but a lowly and dirty female slave!
After all the Jing tribe warriors spat, they flew away without looking back... leaving behind the one on the city wall, covered in filth and kneeling naked, the former leader of the Jing tribe, the former Demonic Dragon Emperor...
The demonic dragon broke away from the Jing tribe's intention to take it away, and bit off the ropes on its body. I don't know where it came from! It suddenly became ferocious and swallowed several Jing tribe warriors who were holding the ropes. This was not enough.
, even flapped their wings, chased the Jing clan members who were filled with fright and anger, and launched a cruel and cruel massacre!
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