Volume 2 Dragon Bird Chapter 54 The End?
Seeing this scene, the knife master couldn't help but be in a trance. The next moment, his face, which was originally filled with despair, suddenly changed into a look of surprise that was difficult to conceal.
The carefully prepared forced teleportation array did not work as expected in the end.
And what was originally just a last-ditch effort turned out to be so effective?!
How could the knife master not be overjoyed?
"If we fail again this time, we won't be able to find such a good opportunity again," the sword master said to Xue Zhuyong, "Fellow Daoist Xue, you must seize this opportunity!"
The body of the Dragon Demon King was as fast as lightning, turning into a trail of afterimage. In a flash, he had already flashed to the edge of Lingyuan.
He first swung his thick dragon tail, sweeping it at Tongzheng Taoist, who had no time to dodge. It easily shattered Tongzheng Taoist's protective aura and defensive magic weapons, and blasted him away, leaving no one knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Then the Dragon Demon King stretched out his sharp claws, and the claw blades instantly embedded into the gaps between the scales on Jiao Yan's body, holding Jiao Yan tightly.
Suck~
Even though he had not yet completely entered the Lingyuan, the Dragon Demon King could still feel the inexplicable attraction coming from the Lingyuan.
It’s not a good place to stay for long!
The Jiaolong Demon King grabbed Jiao Yan tightly and immediately prepared to move away from Lingyuan.
"Now that you're here, you still want to leave?" Along with the sword master's roar, rich energy and blood surged from his whole body.
He was burning his own blood and essence, at the cost of damaging his own foundation, in exchange for a brief burst of powerful power.
At the same time, a mysterious force of heaven and earth rose up, covering the sword master and the Crescent Moon Sword.
This is the artistic conception mastered by the master of the sword.
It was like a blood-red full moon rising, or like surging thunder. The sword master and the crescent-shaped sword in his hand became one, and the man and the sword became one. With astonishing speed, he slashed towards the dragon monster king.
The sword master's state of mind was only at a weak level, far inferior to Xue Zhuyong's, but at this moment, with the boiling blood and energy in his body and an indomitable spirit, his power was also earth-shaking.
Following closely behind was a ball of ghostly demonic fire.
It is the three-foot sword controlled by Xue Zhuyong.
There was an endless stream of red flames rising and falling on the three-foot-long sword, and it was also enhanced by the power of artistic conception mastered by Xue Zhuyong.
Facing the attack from the Sword Master and Xue Zhuyong.
The dragon demon king, his four sharpest claws were now grabbing his only blood vessel, unable to free himself.
Most of the dragon scales that he was so proud of fell off because of the resistance to the space teleportation power of the forced teleportation array, and his physical defense was greatly reduced.
The wound on the dragon's body caused by the sword energy piercing through it was also affecting the circulation of his spiritual power.
The situation seems to be very bad.
But when he chose to save Jiao Yan, he had already anticipated this situation.
As the king of the Jiao clan, he is not so easily defeated.
The eyes of the Dragon Demon King were filled with arrogance, and he raised his head and roared in the void.
Ding ding ding ding!
The sound of gold and jade continued to ring.
The less than half of the scales left on his body fell off in an instant with the sound of clang clang clang.
The fallen dragon scales gathered in front of his body and quickly combined into a huge, black, shimmering dragon scale shield with many mysterious golden runes engraved on it.
Bang!
The blood-red full moon transformed by the sword master collided with the dragon scale shield of the dragon demon king.
Terrifying aftermath was generated by the collision, spreading in all directions.
Even though Lu Qingshan was a certain distance away from Ling Yuan, he could still feel the slight push coming from the wave.
It is not difficult to imagine how huge the shock force would be felt by the Dragon Demon King and the Sword Master who were at the center of the wave.
The full moon image dissipated, revealing a human figure in it. The master of the sword was like a ball of blood flame, and under the influence of the aftermath, he flew backwards uncontrollably.
The injury worsened again. The pale-faced sword master flew backwards and fixed his gaze on the three-foot blade that Xue Zhuyong had arrived at.
Under his strongest attack, the Dragon Demon King used the dragon scale shield to block most of the attacks.
Although the aftermath pushed the Dragon Demon King's body several feet further into the Lingyuan, the Dragon Demon King's physical strength was not enough to make him unable to resist the attraction of the Lingyuan at this distance.
Whether the Dragon Demon King could be driven into the Lingyuan and doomed to eternal damnation depended on Xue Zhuyong's move.
Wow!
The red flame surged, covering the surface of the three-foot-blade sword, turning the three-foot-blade sword from a pitch-black weapon into a red cloud.
The three-foot blade kept trembling, clanging and deafening, and hit directly on the dragon scale shield that already had a few spider patterns on it.
With a loud roar, the sky turned upside down, as if the earth was collapsing and the mountains were breaking.
At this moment, the golden light emitted by the mysterious runes on the dragon scale shield and the blazing red flames of the three-foot blade complemented each other, and the spiritual light was everywhere.
Boo!
The golden runes on the dragon scale shield exploded, but the red flames on the three-foot-long sword were also shattered and dissipated into the void, without any power left.
Xue Zhuyong's spiritual sense passed through the dazzling light and observed that the Dragon Demon King's body retreated another ten feet after his attack.
Its huge body stood above Lingyuan.
An irresistible suction force emanated from the Lingyuan, trying to devour the Dragon Demon King.
The countless blood beads on the body of the Dragon Demon King, which had lost the cover of its scales, could not resist the suction and separated from the flesh and blood of the Dragon Demon King, continuously seeping out and dripping down, and then disappeared.
The dragon demon king took a glance and saw only a dark area below, like a black hole that swallowed everything. He couldn't see the bottom, and he didn't know where it led to.
Moo!
The Dragon Demon King roared, his body twitched violently, and he suddenly froze in mid-air for a moment, and then began to break away from Lingyuan against the trend.
Although Ling Yuan's power at this time was close to the limit of the Dragon Demon King's endurance, it still did not exceed that limit.
Relying on his own powerful strength, the Dragon Demon King can still struggle to break free from the attraction from Lingyuan.
This is also the reason why the Jiaolong Demon King resolutely chose to take the risk to save Jiao Yan.
The reason why he made this irrational decision was not only because he was driven by the father-son relationship with Jiao Yan, but also because of another very important reason, which was the great confidence given to him by his own extremely powerful strength.
"Defeated!" Seeing this situation, Xue Zhuyong's face was as gloomy as water.
The master of the knife was already seriously injured at this time and was unable to continue.
He still had some strength to spare, but by the time he launched another attack on the Dragon Demon King, the Dragon Demon King had already left Lingyuan.
"Why is Master Mo there?!" Zang Xiaojian, who had also been paying attention to the battle situation here, suddenly exclaimed.
Lu Qingshan, who was standing next to Zang Xiaojian, narrowed his eyes.
Mo Yan, who was originally with them, disappeared at some point, and at this moment, he appeared at the edge of Lingyuan in a very strange way.
Judging from the time it would take for them to reach Lingyuan based on their current position, it seemed that Mo Yan started to act the moment Tongzheng Taoist appeared.
"What does he want to do?" Lu Qingshan murmured.
Xue Zhuyong's eyes widened and his face showed panic.
Red and blue flames covered Mo Yan's entire body.
Those were the two kinds of strange fire refined by Mo Yan.
A terrifying aura that seemed to crush everything into dust suddenly emanated from Mo Yan.
Although Mo Yan has extraordinary combat power, he is only a foundation-building cultivator after all. It is absolutely a fantasy to want to pose a threat to the fourth-grade peak Dragon Demon King, even if the Dragon Demon King is in a very low state at the moment.
He also understood this truth.
So Mo Yan did not use his own strength, but the power of the strange fire.
The power of the strange fire is extremely violent and cannot coexist with any other force. Once they collide, a violent explosion will occur.
This is also the reason why refining strange fire is so difficult.
If the power of one kind of strange fire is so terrifying, then if two kinds of strange fire are combined, how terrifying will the power that erupts from them be?
Mo Yan didn't know.
But he understood that this was the most powerful move he could theoretically unleash.
Therefore, he used his body as a container, fused the Cold Spirit Fire and the Red Lotus Fire on his own flesh, and bombarded the Dragon Demon King like a human bomb.
Even if one has a burning body, the method of fusing with strange fire is definitely not a forbidden area that a small foundation-building cultivator can touch.
Before he even touched the Dragon Demon King, Mo Yan's body was already covered in torn flesh and bleeding, but the blood was instantly burned into nothingness by the flames lingering on the surface of his body.
Judging from the situation, if it weren’t for the blessing of the Burning Body, Mo Yan would probably have been burned to ashes on the spot.
Mo Yan's face kept twitching as he endured the severe pain from his body. His dark eyes were filled with determination and murderous intent.
Finally, the two strange fires blended together, the red and blue colors flowed into each other, you are in me and I am in you.
And at the moment when the different fires merged, Mo Yan trembled all over and let out a muffled groan.
White smoke actually began to come out of his body.
"Let's die together!" Mo Yan shouted madly in his heart.
He also knew that his actions would undoubtedly be incomprehensible to others, and even seemed a little stupid, but when he made this decision, he did not hesitate at all.
Everyone has his or her own persistence and beliefs in his or her heart.
This is Mo Yan’s belief!
The world seemed to be quiet at this moment. Behind Mo Yan was a long tail of flame. He was like a meteor, and finally crashed into the huge body of the Dragon Demon King.
The red and blue strange fire that merged around his body began to shrink violently and then exploded.
The Dragon Demon King only felt an unbearable burning heat and an irresistible impact, mixed with the attraction of the Lingyuan. He was no longer able to struggle, and fell towards the Lingyuan at an extremely fast speed.
Of course, the same goes for Mo Yan.
He charged towards the Dragon Demon King with a desperate attitude, how could he possibly stop himself?
Under the force of inertia, Mo Yan and the Dragon Demon King fell towards Lingyuan together.
Mo Yan's face was pale, and he looked at Lu Qingshan not far away. His breath was so weak that he lost his voice, and he could only mouth words to Lu Qingshan.
"My mother, please... "
But as everyone was staring in astonishment, another figure rushed towards Lingyuan's desperate situation with a resolute momentum.
It’s Xue Zhuyong!
The moment he noticed Mo Yan's action, Xue Zhuyong subconsciously turned into .
He wants to save his child!
Xue Zhuyong did not hesitate and let him catch up.
In mid-air, Xue Zhuyong grabbed Mo Yan's hand.
The next moment, extremely powerful spiritual energy fluctuations rose from Xue Zhuyong's body.
Like the master of a sword, he burned his own blood and essence without reservation, regardless of the irreparable damage this action would cause to his own foundation. He grabbed Mo Yan's hand, burst out with all his strength, and flew upwards, trying to break free from Ling Yuan's attraction.
Stopped.
Under Xue Zhuyong's outburst, Mo Yan's falling body froze in the air, and began to climb upwards with difficulty.
"Come on!" Zang Xiaojian's heart rose to his throat as he watched this scene. He clenched his fists and cheered for Xue Zhuyong in his heart.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
There was a strong gust of wind.
At this moment, the dragon demon king was rapidly falling into the Lingyuan. Looking at Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan who were stuck in mid-air, a cold look flashed across his eyes. Suddenly, he swung his dragon tail and swept it hard on Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan.
The power of this attack was not strong, but for Xue Zhuyong, who was struggling to contend with Ling Yuan's power, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Xue Zhuyong's whole body trembled, and the breath he had been holding in suddenly released, and then he lost the strength to struggle.
At this moment, Xue Zhuyong tightly grasped the hand of his son Mo Yan, and fell into the depths of Lingyuan together with the dragon demon king and his son, Jiao Yan.
There was no sadness on Xue Zhuyong's face. He just glanced at Lu Qingshan and Zang Xiaojian silently.
"Please take good care of Zhizhi for me. I will leave this sword to you." Xue Zhuyong used his spiritual power in his voice to convey his last words.
whoosh!
A black shadow broke through the air from the edge of Lingyuan.
A three-foot-tip heavenly sword made by Xue Zhuyong himself.
Xue Zhuyong did not specify to whom the three-foot sword would be handed over.
Famous swords have spirits. Who should be the lord of the sword can only be decided by Sanchifeng himself.
The three-foot sword was suspended in the air and paused for a moment, as if it was choosing the sword master of its choice.
Suddenly, Sanchifeng seemed to sense something and made a brisk and clear sword sound. Like a stream of light, it flew towards Lu Qingshan at an extremely fast speed.
Lu Qingshan was still immersed in the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in just a few moments, and did not notice that at the moment the three-foot sword flew towards him, Qin Yitian, who was standing behind him, stared with his phoenix eyes at the three-foot sword that turned into a stream of light and flew towards him, and snorted barely audibly.
The next moment, the three-foot-long sword trembled violently. With Qin Yitian's snort, although it was still flying towards Lu Qingshan, the angle was slightly adjusted.
Finally, the three-foot-long sword flew right in front of Zang Xiaojian, stopped obediently, and made a buzzing sound.
Zang Xiaojian was stunned, pointed his finger at his nose in disbelief and asked, "It's me?"
The three-foot blade that swept in front of Zang Xiaojian shook slightly, as if nodding.
A hint of joy subconsciously appeared on the girl's face. Then she thought of something and turned her head cautiously to look at Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan smiled helplessly and said, "Since Sanchifeng has chosen you as its sword master, just keep it. Why are you looking at me?"
The natal sword that he had been searching for so long ended up being Cang Xiaojian.
But Lu Qingshan really had no regrets in his heart.
The connection between a sword cultivator and his natal sword is completely different from the connection between cultivators of other schools and their magical weapons.
For a sword cultivator, a sword is not just a simple weapon, but a comrade-in-arms with whom he will live and die together.
Since they are comrades-in-arms, they should naturally like each other. Sanchi Feng likes Zang Xiaojian more, so what's the point of him being wishful?
What's more, with Lu Qingshan's pride, he also believed that he would definitely find a natal sword that suits him better.
