The mute old man and the snow dragon demon started a big showdown, and the fierce battle was shocking!
"It's too scary! Who is this old man...?" Someone in Yuling Cave screamed in fear.
"The merits of creation are unrivaled in the world!"
"Flip your palm to suppress the big devil!"
"A legendary figure!"
"The giant of the world!"
…
The proud people were so frightened that they hurriedly ran away, fearing that they would suffer disaster and die in the aftermath. It would be a great loss and not worth it.
In fact, the mute old man was also very measured in his actions. He controlled the aftermath radiation. Otherwise, how could they have escaped? They would have been wiped out in ashes and would never die again.
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"......
The mute old man straightened his body and became extremely majestic. He covered the sky with one hand, and wherever he passed, all the evil energy in the sky dissipated into the sky.
The big hand fell down and directly pressed the coffin!
The Snow Dragon Demon suddenly changed color, and the demonic energy around him became more and more violent. He roared loudly: "Old man, you bullied me too much!"
He was furious, and the monstrous demonic energy was as noisy as the sea, but in the palm of the mute old man's hand, it was nothing, and it quickly collapsed and dissipated.
"The land is nine hundred feet long. I regret your mistakes in life." The mute old man said, and with a flip of his palm, he directly blasted the coffin into the depths of the earth!
"Nosy old thing!"
From the depths of the earth, a terrifying demonic roar came out. The Snow Dragon Demon became obviously anxious and roared in an extremely crazy voice, "You all don't understand my demonic ways!"
After three thousand years of silence, he finally recovered and was expected to be born. Who would have thought that he would be sealed again and buried nine hundred feet into the ground, even more severely than last time. How could he not panic or be angry?
Boom!
He fought hard, and the magnificent demonic energy shot up into the sky, resisting the mute old man's hand that covered the sky, trying to escape from imprisonment!
"Why do you need others to understand your way?"
The mute old man looked at the place where the coffin was sealed, his eyes were extremely deep, "Now is not the best time for you to enter the world. You should stay here in silence to realize your magic. If you can correct the chaos, you will eventually have a chance to be born."
"when?"
"The day of chaos!"
"Heaven is in chaos, heaven is in chaos... Hehe, is it chaos in the world?" The Snow Dragon Demon was silent for a moment, and said with some reluctance: "Old man, I admit defeat this time. When I break open the coffin of the Trapped Demon, I will definitely be born.
You ask for advice!”
He had not yet been able to break through the trapped demon coffin, and the mute old man took a strong attack. He knew that he was doomed this time, so he chose to bow his head.
"Looking forward to your magic."
The mute old man spoke calmly, and with a touch of the void with his big dry hand, the earth returned to its original state, and the demonic roar disappeared without a trace anymore.
He took back his hand, and the overwhelming atmosphere disappeared in an instant.
His back became stooped again and returned to its previous appearance, except that compared with when he came, he had a rusty carving knife in his hand.
He ignored the shocked people and glanced at the dilapidated Yuling Cave. His eyes were a little distant and deep, and he sighed: "Several lives, several deaths, the years are rolling and making people grow old, the immortal sword, killing the genius, I regret that the green mountain will no longer be there."
, the world is old..."
My world is old.
Inexplicably sad.
He turned around, like a waning old man, staggering towards the place where the sky and the earth met.
Everyone looked at the back of the mute old man who was stretched out in silence.
Xia Mang also stared at the mute old man walking farther and farther away, his eyes slightly changed, and said to himself: "The world is getting old, but the legend is not."
An old man like this must have had an extremely glorious past. He once smiled up at the sky, defeated the arrogant man, was brave and invincible, and passed through the sky and the earth. But in the end, he also fell into silence and spent the rest of his life.
At this point in my life, I should have no regrets.
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The Royal Court of Controlling the Dragon, the top of the Dragon Tower.
A middle-aged man wearing a black gold dragon robe stood with his hands in his sleeves, looking into the distance for a long time, and then slowly said: "If you miss one move, you will lose the whole game!"
Although he said he had lost, there was no trace of defeat on his face. Instead, he was as calm and quiet as before.
Those who are good at chess can expect to come back and win without fighting over the gain or loss of a single piece. This person is obviously well versed in this skill and has unpredictable scheming.
"The Snow Dragon Demon really shouldn't have entered the world at this time. There will be an appropriate time in the future. The Shenlong got the Heavenly Dragon Treasure. This time it can barely be considered complete."
He muttered to himself, looked in the direction of Nanzhao Mansion, and said: "Senior has finally taken action. With you here, even if I fail completely in the end, my Yulong Sect will not be completely destroyed..."
"And Long Yong... you have been silent for too long. Life in twenty years is worse than death. You can only lose once in life. You should strive for a moment of pride and erase that shame." His eyes were very cold, without a trace of anger.
temperature.
He raised his head and looked at the vast sky, his eyes suddenly became gorgeous and extremely bright, "Xue Longyong, the Yulong Clan is my Yulong Clan after all. You can control its rise and fall, control its ups and downs, you are far inferior to me..."
"I will definitely be there when you and Pei Muya compete at the top of their game!" He slowly closed his eyes, covered up his indifference, and said slowly: "I will see you off."
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Yuling Cave Heaven.
The mute old man left and disappeared at the end where heaven and earth meet.
"A giant of a generation!"
Su Tianqing sighed, he looked at Xue Longyong not far away, and said: "I didn't expect that you, Yu Longxue Clan, could be such an unparalleled figure."
The power of the mute old man shocked him so much. The Yulong clan was worthy of being a descendant of the Snow Clan, yet they actually hid such a hero.
"Heroes grow old." Xue Longyong sighed.
"He is just a late old man. Now he likes to live peacefully and does not like to be disturbed." Xia Mang said, he reached out his hand and the Qianqiu Sword came back with a "swish".
Su Tianqing raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Mang with a playful look in his eyes, "Young man, do you know who I am?"
"The Lord of the Second Royal Court, King Zhaxian." Xia Mang said.
"Then do you know the sword in your hand..." Su Tianqing pointed at Qianqiu Sword and said, "Who should it belong to?"
Xue Longyong frowned.
"My sword belongs to me naturally." Xia Mang held the sword and turned around to face King Zhexian.
My sword will naturally belong to me.
He stood with his sword in hand and looked at Su Tianqing. His eyes were calm and quiet, without too many emotional ups and downs.
Everyone looked strange. Su Chen, the prince of Zhexian, had mentioned before that the Qianqiu Sword was once the sword used by Emperor Zuitian in his early years, and that the Zhexian lineage was the descendant of Emperor Zuitian. Logically speaking, Qianqiu Sword should belong to the Zhexian lineage.
From what Xia Mang said, it seemed that he wanted to keep the Qianqiu Sword as his own and had no intention of returning it.
Su Tianqing was startled, then laughed, with a playful look in his eyes: "I have long heard of the reputation of Young Emperor Yongjixia, and when I saw him today, he really deserves his reputation."
He paused and then said with great interest: "How good is it to be a king who subjugates his country?"
Xia Mang shrugged but said nothing, but a sharp light flashed through the depths of his eyes.