hold head high!
The calmness in Nanshui Land was suddenly torn apart by a shrill dragon roar.
Like the sound of metal and stone, it is deafening.
Huge shadows passed across the sky, like dark clouds covering the sun, and a scarlet downpour fell on the world, staining the water and the earth.
The strong smell of blood filled the air, causing countless creatures to raise their heads in horror.
Whether they were monks, demons, or mortal beasts, they all saw the huge thing that was as continuous as a mountain range and could not see the edge at a glance.
A big demon hiding in the depths of Nan Hong and in charge of the Dragon Palace was letting out bursts of wailing at this moment!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this peerless beast is desperately trying to get back into the water, but its struggling body is always pulled back to the sky by an invisible force.
What kind of terrifying existence is it that can force such a great demon to break free?
Finally, Youdao's figure suddenly jumped up and attracted everyone's attention.
I saw the young man holding a knife in one hand, standing on top of a dragon body as huge as a mountain. His left arm suddenly stretched out, and his slender fingers tightly grasped a dragon's beard. The next moment, he smashed this "mountain" violently.
Pulled up!
Such a shocking scene made everyone freeze on the spot.
The next moment, their eyes turned red.
Poof!
The golden-patterned mysterious knife penetrated hard into the scales of the Southern Dragon King, breaking its skin and causing waves of blood.
Under the terrifying size of this old dragon, this long knife is not much different from a toothpick.
However, as the young man waved his arms, the originally insignificant wound on the dragon's body expanded more than a hundred times in an instant.
The dazzling black gold light emerged, as if it was going to tear this old dragon apart completely!
One knife after another!
The wave of blood stained the young man's clothes and hair, making his originally fair face turn blood red. Only his gray eyes remained calm.
"roar!"
There is only one such terrifying dragon demon in the entire Nanhong, but the other party's miserable appearance makes it hard to believe...
It will be the master of the entire Nanhong, the most powerful person on this land and water, the mighty Dragon King!
So, what is this dragon king afraid of?
As the Southern Dragon King rolled and fled across the entire Southern Flood Continent, someone finally recognized the young man's identity.
"Sect Master Shen?!"
The monks from the four major vassal forces of Nanyang Sect all widened their eyes.
They knew that the Seven Sects of Nanhong and Dragon Palace had been incompatible with each other for a long time.
But he didn't expect that he would actually fight the Dragon King head-on.
Such a major event that could affect the entire Nanhong situation happened so suddenly and without warning in front of everyone.
What is even more unbelievable is that in such a serious matter, only Sect Leader Shen among the seven Nanhong Sects took action.
When fighting alone, he was able to suppress the Southern Dragon King throughout the whole process!
"call!"
In Xuanyue City, Yin Yajun, protected by his father, stared at the sky in a daze, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.
Even though she felt that Sect Leader Shen was omnipotent, after seeing this scene, she still fell into a daze as if struck by lightning.
The Dragon King, who could stir up turmoil in Nanhong with just one word, actually ended up in such an embarrassed state in front of Sect Master Shen.
But why is the other person the only one?
"Dad, how could this happen?"
"..."
Facing his daughter's doubtful gaze, City Master Yin gave a wry smile.
Although his realm is low, he still has an identity here, and he has a deep understanding of the seven sects.
Even if the previous seven sects did have intentions to target Sect Leader Shen, after the Seven Sons Conference, anyone with a brain knows how important Sect Leader Shen is.
What's more, it's such a big deal as killing the Southern Dragon King, how can it be a piece of cake?
Of course, such a big movement could not escape the eyes and ears of Nanhong Seventh Son.
Many disciples rushed out of the treasured land, listening to the shrill roar of the dragon, feeling quite like a dream.
Before the remaining three sect leaders could react, Ji Jingxi had already rushed out and rushed towards the direction where the dragon roar sounded.
Her face was more solemn than ever before, and there was a hint of fear in her clear eyes.
Three people went out, but now only one is left.
The Southern Dragon King looks miserable, but in fact his vitality is still very strong!
Although I don’t know what accident happened to make things like this.
But Ji Jingxi can almost guess what will happen next.
Her lips trembled:
"Shen Yi, don't be impulsive..."
…
"Can you kill me? Can you?!"
The Southern Dragon King's consciousness has become a little blurry, but it still feels that the suppressive force on his body is weakening.
Shenyue Zhenqingtian is a well-deserved immortal method.
But after all, it's just to hold down one place. Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will gradually become thinner, and it is not inexhaustible.
"call."
Shen Yi stood with his head lowered on the forehead of this long dragon, his wet hair clinging to the side of his face. He was holding a long knife at an angle, and his entire straight body had long since turned into a bloody man.
Let out a breath.
He did not respond to Nanlong King's taunt, but calmly watched the other person fall into the water.
Not to mention anything else, this dragon king is definitely the most powerful one Shen Yi has ever seen in terms of its monster body.
Even though the opponent's body was covered with wounds, the strength in his body was still so vast, as if he would never be exhausted.
"You accept your fate?"
Feeling that his body was once again enveloped by the blue waves, the Southern Dragon King panted and laughed wildly.
Returning to the place it is most familiar with, it is the crazy mind, and it has recovered a little at this moment.
Even in the face of attacks from three people, it still persisted until now.
Then, the outcome is decided!
The Southern Dragon King ran straight towards the Dragon Cave. As long as he returned there, everything would be settled.
As for this young man who knows nothing about heaven and earth, it is best for the other party to leave voluntarily, otherwise...
Realizing that Shen Yi had no intention of evacuating, the Nanlong King's laughter became more ferocious.
"It's better not to leave! It's best not to leave!"
Along with the dragon's roar, it stirred up the southern flood, and its huge figure fell down quickly, and soon the square bluestone palace was in sight.
"Now, it's my turn!"
Perhaps because he was too excited, the Southern Dragon King did not notice that the bluestone hall was much quieter than usual, like a dead place.
Wisps of blood floated between the bluestone bricks, and were quickly washed away by the water waves.
It transformed into a human form and landed with a crash below the main hall, at the entrance to the bottomless abyss.
The ancient gown has long been torn to pieces, and the stalwart figure is also standing hunched over. His body is covered in blood and flesh, and his original appearance can no longer be seen.
In an instant, almost substantial dragon energy wrapped around its body, quickly repairing its wounds.
The Southern Dragon King suddenly turned back and glared at the figure in the ink-clothed shirt fiercely, wishing to eat its flesh and blood alive. But soon, it showed a cruel smile: "I don't know why you dare to follow me, but this is my king." ’s territory.”
Although it was seriously injured, the dragon energy could no longer help it reach the full strength of the heavenly realm again, but it only took a moment to return to its full strength.
Without the restraints of Qi Yansheng and Ye Jiu, it was enough to deal with just one Shen Yi.
"Your territory?"
Shen Yi looked quietly, there was no sarcasm in her voice, but it made Nanlong King narrow his eyes again.
Just now, this young man looked like this, and then things changed, and everyone in Beihong left so easily.
Now it looks exactly the same.
Although I don’t believe that Nanhong Seven Sons have the ability to pose a threat to him in front of Dragon Cave.
But Nanlong King glanced around subconsciously.
It was this sweep that made him realize something was wrong.
The Bluestone Hall was really too quiet, and despite such a big movement, none of my descendants and the many demon soldiers showed up.
The smell of blood that the tip of its nose smells, apart from its own body, can be detected by carefully identifying many familiar smells.
"The Seventh Son of Nanhong..."
The blood on his forehead flowed into Nanlong King's eyes, making his face become more distorted.
No wonder only three people came, and the remaining sect leaders of the Seven Nanhong Sons actually came to cause trouble in their own Dragon Palace.
The Southern Dragon King, who was about to take action boldly and risk Shen Yi's life to relieve the hatred in his heart, suddenly changed his expression after taking a step.
I saw dark figures gradually emerging from around the dim waters.
The weakest one among them is also in the Hedao realm!
Of course, creatures of this level cannot pose any substantial threat to the Southern Dragon King.
However, the somewhat exaggerated number still made it a little suspicious.
Until I saw the faces of these figures clearly.
The Southern Dragon King's eyes suddenly shrank into a thin line.
Not as imagined, the Seven Sons of Nanhong invited help from elsewhere.
Without exception, these figures are all demons!
And it looks quite familiar.
When the face of Ancestor Hanshan appeared in his sight, the Southern Dragon King finally couldn't help but take a step back.
"You're not dead?!"
It finally recognized that these were all demons from Xihong.
At this moment, these big demons all cast indifferent glances, and the gathering murderous intent almost solidified.
"You actually voted for the Seventh Son of Nanhong."
The Nanlong King gritted his teeth and finally understood the origin of Nanhong's strangeness.
But just in the middle of speaking, its expression changed again.
Are you kidding me? If it were as I guessed, then the acting skills of the previous Nanhong sect leaders would have been too realistic. Others would believe that Ye Jiu's reaction could never be fake.
Besides, with the poor background of Nanhong Seven Sects, how could they have the capital to win over these big demons?
On the contrary, the scene in front of him suddenly reminded him of another force.
The Southern Dragon King stared at Shen Yi, looked at her several times, and said in disbelief:
"Ten Thousand Demons Palace?"
"Are you the master of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace?!"
Before he finished speaking, the Southern Dragon King instinctively retreated towards the dragon cave.
A force that could turn Xihong upside down and finally escape unscathed, how could he handle it in his current state?
At this moment, it bumped into a taller figure.
A hoarse whisper sounded in my ears.
"He is not the master of the palace, he is my master."
"I am the master of the East Palace."
"Grandpa Long, why don't you kneel down..."
"Worship my Lord!"
The whispers suddenly became several times louder, like thunder exploding!
The Southern Dragon King suddenly turned around and saw a giant humanoid dragon whose body was as bright as gilded gold.
There was a cruel smile on the other party's lips.
A pair of sharp claws had penetrated deeply into his back, and his ten fingers pinched the tight muscles, trying to tear him apart!
"ah!"
Under the severe pain, the Southern Dragon King burst out with a miserable howl, swung his claws and slapped Ke Shisan's shoulders hard, causing his tall and knotted shoulders to instantly shatter!
However, Ke Shisan's face did not change at all. He still smiled cruelly, and his claws tore apart the Dragon King's flesh bit by bit.
"Death to this king!"
The Southern Dragon King frantically mobilized his demonic power and dragon energy, and was about to crush the body of this strange dragon demon, when he suddenly felt a chill behind him.
It looked back in horror.
The dark red gown was rolled up, and Shen Yi had already stepped within a short distance of him. The aura on his body surged to the extreme, turning into a majestic mountain once again, making the entire blue sky move with it.
The slender right arm slowly stretched out, and the palm occupied by the blood talisman quickly enlarged in the sight of the Southern Dragon King.
Phew!
With the full support of Shenyue Zhen Qingtian, Shen Yi's palm touched the knife wound he had deliberately left on Nanlong King's neck before, and then penetrated it fiercely.
In the midst of the scalding demon blood, he clenched the Nanlong King's cervical vertebrae tightly.
At the same time, needle-shaped gray mist rippled from Shen Yi's fingertips and poured into the limbs and bones of the Southern Dragon King.
The gray mist condensed by the ruthless path of endless resentment is far more ferocious than the previous pure murderous intention.
Madness erodes the muscles and bones of the Southern Dragon King.
"You... you!"
The Southern Dragon King's throat was penetrated, and his voice was unclear, but it was full of the most real fear.
Behind it, violent demonic power poured into its body along Ke Shisan's palms.
The scarlet demon power and gray mist raged at the same time, coupled with the demon body that was already seriously injured and had not had time to recover. The combination of many factors finally made the Southern Dragon King feel a touch of death.
It tried desperately to break free.
Like a knife, Ke Shisan pulled out two palms covered in flesh and blood, and then held the Nanlong King tightly in his arms. His two thick arms squeezed the Nanlong King's body to the point of deformation and distortion!
Crunch! Crunch!
"Where do you want to escape to..."
Ke Shisan's whisper was like a reminder to the Southern Dragon King.
It could no longer look back and was forced to stare into Shen Yi's calm eyes.
After learning Shen Yi's true identity and seeing those gray eyes again, the Southern Dragon King trembled all over.
Even the powerful monsters in the later stages of the Heaven Realm will regard him as their master, and are even willing to die for him.
The terror level of this Nanyang Sect Master may have exceeded his expectations.
"I am also... willing to... serve you as my Lord..."
It used its last strength to speak out the words of begging for mercy.
Shen Yi felt that the cervical vertebrae between her palms had finally become much brittle under the erosion of the gray mist.
The gray fog in his eyes slowly faded, and a hint of exhaustion appeared in the dark pupils.
No response was given.
Shen Yi just clenched her fingers seriously until a dull sound sounded in her palms.
Click!
Almost at the same time, the raging demon power instantly tore apart the body of the Southern Dragon King.
All the dense gaps that had only been healed collapsed.
All the gray mist surged together, wrapped around its still beating heart, and crushed it instantly!
"..."
The eyes of Nanlong King gradually turned gray.
It stared at Shen Yi blankly.
Watching the young man slowly withdraw his palm from his throat.
The Southern Dragon King seemed to have lost all his strength, his head drooped, and he knelt down in front of the long robe with a plop.
Chapter completed!