With the body of a mythical dragon, even if its head is severed, it can quickly grow back again.
But Bai Xuan's sword did more than just cut off the head of the demon dragon Quentin.
It even cut off his soul.
The powerful dragon soul was killed by Bai Xuan before its head was broken.
There are no dazzling dazzling skills, and there are no blood-soaked pan-intestinal battles.
Everything ended so easily.
Just like how suddenly it started.
"Is Bai Xuan... so strong?" Lin Xi, who saw this scene from Bai Fan's perspective, felt chills all over his body.
The reason why Lin Xi borrowed Bai Fan's perspective was to be on the safe side.
Using Bai Fan's identity to 'monitor' Bai Xuan can be regarded as the younger brother's uneasiness about his elder brother.
And with Bai Xuan's current ability, Lin Xi was not sure whether he would find out if he personally monitored him.
After killing a mythical dragon with one sword, Bai Xuan continued to wander the vast western world.
All demonic dragons that encountered him, regardless of their level, body size, or attribute type, were all killed by his sword.
As a weapon, if you look at the sword at the lowest level, its practicality is very low.
In terms of cutting ability, it is not as good as an axe, in terms of piercing ability, it is not as good as a spear, and when it comes to wielding an epee, it is not as good as a sledgehammer, mace and other heavy weapons.
It sounds like you can get a little bit of everything, but in fact you are not good at everything and cannot stand out.
So it is often reduced to a kind of decoration.
But it is precisely its decorative function that allows many people to give it an extraordinary definition and style.
Gradually, the sword is no longer just a weapon, but a culture, thought, attitude and belief.
When the sword is in the hands of a swordsman, those nihilistic attitudes and beliefs, as well as the culture that was originally difficult to turn into strength, have their home.
Bai Xuan swung his sword, but what he was swinging was not the sword in his hand... There was no sword in his hand long ago.
At this time, he...maybe not even the Yue Ling Sword, which has been handed down from Nanling Sword Pavilion for many years, is worthy of him.
What he wields is the sword in his heart.
And this sword is his way, his belief, his thoughts, and his will.
To use a simpler and more straightforward explanation:
The moment Bai Xuan swung his sword, he and his enemy seemed to be locked into a 'box' at the same time to judge their will.
Anyone with a stronger will than Bai Xuan can ignore his sword.
But if your will is inferior to his and is suppressed by his will, you will die by his sword.
Of course, it would be boring if all the so-called strangeness and mystery were revealed.
The practice itself is actually the two-way evolution of body and soul.
Whoever goes farther will be stronger. This is the constant truth.
Those who seem to be weaker, but can defeat the strong, are not really weak, but they are good at accumulating and hiding. They do not directly spread out all their advantages and strengths and display them in the most conspicuous place.
Ten thousand elite soldiers collided with 30,000 miscellaneous soldiers. The ten thousand elite soldiers were indeed inferior in terms of quantity, but the outcome of the battle between the two sides was actually clear.
The weak never truly defeats the strong.
Bai Xuan used the magic dragon to practice his sword, killing people along the way, and soon attracted the attention of the magic dragon army.
They showed absolute importance to Bai Xuan... A total of five mythical dragons surrounded Bai Xuan at the same time, trying to kill him, the thorn who dared to show up.
So Bai Xuan killed the ancient spirit in his consciousness, and another advantage accumulated from three hundred years of sword practice emerged.
His sword heart transcends the limitations of a single time.
Through Bai Fan's perspective, Lin Xi saw with her own eyes that Bai Xuan wielded five swords and faced off against five powerful demonic dragons at the same time.
At that moment, in Lin Xi's very divided senses, Bai Xuan was engaged in a one-on-one duel with five demonic dragons at the same time within a narrow definition of time.
It seems contradictory to say so.
To expand the understanding, under normal circumstances, within a period of time, any living body can only concretely and realistically perform something that affects the whole body's senses towards a specific goal.
To describe it specifically, when running with all your strength, it is impossible to direct your body to jump with all your strength.
Although there can be continuity between the two.
But there is no parallelism.
Because there is only one body and only one moment of time.
But from a thinking perspective, it is possible to think about multiple things at the same time.
This is the rule of the material world, a rule restriction on individual life.
And now... Bai Xuan used his powerful mind to overcome this restriction. To some extent, he slightly broke this restriction and allowed his thoughts to override the rules...
"This is too terrifying! This is clearly a trait that can only be possessed by beings above the Golden Immortal."
"But the current Bai Xuan is not even a true immortal... This is not to say unscientific, it is simply not a spiritual practice at all! If he is not the reincarnation of the so-called Taihao Immortal Emperor, I will chop the bird live."
Lin Xi was almost completely sure at this moment that Bai Xuan was the Taihao Immortal Emperor he was looking for.
For some special talents that transcend general concepts, if you develop them from scratch, the difficulty is unimaginable.
Infinitely close to impossible.
However, if you already had it and just got it back in some way... you would be more acceptable.
"Independent and personal instant open time, willful division of the battlefield, turning the siege into a one-on-one, one-on-one contest. Then the result...will there be any surprises?" Lin Xi shook his head.
Of course there were no surprises.
There are still no thrilling fights or scenes with splashes of light and shadow.
Everything seemed so monotonous and boring.
Only the broken body and the spilled blood announced some inevitable conclusion.
The five-headed demon dragons that came to besiege Bai Xuan were all dead. They were all killed with one sword. Their souls perished faster than their bodies.
Including the mythical demon dragon that was killed by Bai Xuan before, the demon dragon army lost nearly ten mythical demon dragons in Bai Xuan's place in a short period of time.
Even if the dragon race relies on its bloodline to become powerful, as long as it lives for a long time, it can naturally reach a certain level of mythical race.
Losing ten mythical dragons in a short period of time is painful enough.
After all, time cost is also a cost.
"Suppressing the rules with will, such domineering sword skills, such strong sword heart... I can't learn it! I can't learn it!" Lin Xi originally wanted to steal the master's skills again, but now he found that there was really no way to learn it.
After Bai Xuan's sword killed five mythical demon dragons, the demon dragon army seemed to have noticed Bai Xuan's weirdness and weirdness.
They did not arrange for the demon dragon to come and besiege Bai Xuan.
Just let the cannon fodder dragon beast come to die one after another, consuming Bai Xuan's energy and physical strength.
And because of Bai Xuan's restraint, the Western humans, who had been suppressed to the limit, finally got a little breathing time.
Through word of mouth from some people who had seen Bai Xuan slaying a dragon from afar, many of the remaining human races in the West learned that there was an Eastern Immortal who was slaying a dragon.
And the effect is quite good.
The topic of immortals being stronger than gods has also begun to gain popularity.
The hope that had been almost completely lost has regained some faint flames.
Some people plan to build sea ships and cross the endless sea to the Eastern world.
Maybe... there will be a place for survival.
And some people have turned their attention back to Yuanhuang Mountain, which has been unable to be climbed for many years.
If you can conquer this mountain, you can quickly enter the Eastern world.
Then... what about the Eastern world at this time?
Is it really a pure land?
That, of course, is impossible!
Although the large-scale army of dragon beasts, as well as some magic dragons below the mythical level, are difficult to cross the distance of the sea and the majestic Yuanhuang Mountain, enter the eastern world and plunder.
Everything that happens in the Western world will be copied and replayed in the Eastern world.
But the mythical dragon does not have this restriction.
They will break into the Eastern world from time to time, carrying out sneak attacks and bombings.
At the same time, he quietly laid out a conspiracy against the Eastern Immortals.
They sow dragon seeds wantonly and create a lot of trouble for the monks in the Eastern world.
Of course... those dragon species that were killed, their skin, flesh, bones, internal organs, etc., have become excellent materials for Eastern practitioners to assist in their practice and refine magic weapons.
As for the trouble from dragon blood...can this be considered trouble?
For Eastern monks, there is nothing that cannot be refined into elixirs and then swallowed to assist in their practice.
If there is... then it means that the firepower under the stove is not enough, and there are not enough medicinal materials added to the alchemy stove to neutralize the effect.
Compared with the Western world, those practice systems are messed up because of the seven gods.
Although there are different types of spiritual practice in the Eastern world.
But overall, it revolves around martial arts and immortality.
From a source perspective, there is actually no difference.
The convenience brought by a strong spiritual civilization system is undoubtedly evident.
If the Western world was dominated by wizard civilization... perhaps it would not have declined so quickly under the conquest of the dragon.
Theobit VII was assassinated and died faster than the original historical process.
The one who assassinated Theobit VII was an unknown female assassin in the knowledge of Shanhai Zhenxian.
She seduced Theobit VII with her beauty and made him leave the sight of the two mythical dragons that protected him.
Then he died under the knife of a female assassin.
Obviously, another mystery was solved by Lin Xi.
The female assassin who assassinated Theobit VII was the goddess of the moon in disguise.
With the help of the moonlight and the cover of the power of the night, she sneaked into the hinterland of the Dragon Legion.
The goddess of the moon is also a dancer, a singer, and a protector of special workers in the night... This is a very inconspicuous and even deliberately ignored part of her many priestly duties.
And this part played a big role in seducing Theobit VII.
When Theobit VII died, the dragon-calling door that was opened with him as the coordinate core and communicated with the will of the world was forced to close.
This means that in the world of Orgris, the existing dragons... are all enemies.
Even if they can continuously raise troops in the areas they have occupied, and cultivate new dragon beasts and even pure-blooded dragons.
However, the lack of time accumulation has greatly reduced the threat of these new little guys.
The first wave of turning points for the human race has arrived quietly.