The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down Chapter 339

  Chapter 339 The Way of Longevity for Soldiers

  Dragon Palace World.

  The human sword fairy blocked thousands of dragons with a sword, the sword light danced in the sky, and the giant dragon moved and roared.

  The entire small world of Dragon Palace seemed to have fallen into immeasurable calamity, every inch of air was filled with sharp edges, and countless creatures under the sea trembled. Any blow of sword energy can destroy coral reefs within a radius of several miles.

  The coral reef is the only sanctuary for other creatures in the Dragon Palace Small World. It provides light, breeds life and provides shelter.

However, today's battle is obviously beyond the range that the coral reef can bear. Countless fishes fled outwards in panic, some of them were strangled by the aftermath of the battle, and a few were extremely lucky to escape all dangers and fled further away .

   For all living beings, this battle is extremely dangerous, almost a catastrophe. But for the entire Dragon Palace small world, the aftermath of the battle didn't do much damage to it, at most it was broken.

  Dong Yunshu and others' cultivation bases are only at the Nascent Soul stage at this time, and they have broken through recently. Relying on the cultivation base of the previous life, he can exert strength beyond the reason, but after all, he has not yet reached the level of transformation.

  A dragon and a turtle followed the fleeing fish and sneaked to the center of the battle.

  The old tortoise bit the black dragon's beard tightly. All he could hear was a deafening noise from above his head, and the movement of the battle made the entire seabed tremble.

   "Master! Didn't you say that you don't want to fight? Run as soon as you should, why come back to join in the fun at this time? Ahhhh! Slow down, I can't catch your dragon body."

  Suddenly a sword qi fell, and countless coral reefs collapsed, one of which happened to hit the turtle's shell. The old tortoise was so frightened that his heart almost stopped suddenly, his legs straightened slightly, and he almost fainted.

   "I'm going to die! Master, I was hit, and the turtle's shell seems to be cracked."

   "Shut up, do you still have a chance to shout if it really falls on you?"

  The black dragon turned its head and took the tortoise in its mouth, allowing the other party to enjoy the first-class cabin of the "dragon car".

   "Hurry up and use your supernatural powers to divination the location of the decree. As long as we get this thing, we will have no worries about food and clothing."

  The old tortoise has a trace of the blood of the ancient tortoise. Although it is so thin that it is difficult for the Nascent Soul to support it, it at least retains a trace of charm. The supernatural power of the tortoise is to seek blessings and avoid disasters, which is a very clever method of divination.

   It is precisely because of this that the black dragon keeps him by his side. With his strength and identity, even a servant has requirements.

Hearing this, the old tortoise couldn't help but said: "What do you want that thing for? It seems that those humans made it to insult the dragon race, and they used the law of the human race to order the real dragon. It's too arrogant. You don't want to seek refuge with the human race. Right? This is absolutely impossible."

  The old turtle reacted, it was a fright. Although he couldn't figure out what was going on in his master's mind, it was hard for him to agree with what the other party wanted.

  For the sake of his own future, the old tortoise hastened to warn him.

"Master, the ancient dragon kings are indeed not dragons, and some even use real dragons to raise treasures of heaven and earth. But they are dragons after all, and they will not treat you badly if you are capable. It will be different outside, no matter how capable you are. It's just outsiders."

   "Do you know the guardian beasts of Buddhism? They are very miserable. In ancient times, there were many beasts who converted to Buddhism. They are often more fanatical than orthodox Buddhists, but they all end up as mounts in the end."

  The old tortoise is actually quite envious of the human society. Although the human race is just putting on a layer of shame, it is still essentially a law of the jungle. But at least people don't know it, as long as you pay attention, the strong will not casually attack the weak for the sake of face.

  Powerful creatures disdain this, but it is just right for the old tortoise who is not good at fighting. But it is very clear about one thing, a foreign race is a foreign race after all, and no matter how fanatical a convert is, it will not become one of its own.

  He has some friends who go to Buddhism to be Dharma protectors, and they basically act as cows and horses.

   "Then what do you think of me?" the black dragon asked, his tone was more like a mockery than a question. "Are you going to talk to those ancient dragons? You old tortoise was sold and you still helped count the money."

  The old tortoise said: "The ancient dragon is certainly dangerous, but he is also his own. You can't go to the human race to beg for food, right? The old slave presumptuously said that if you go to the human race, you will probably be called by him, and you will go away immediately."

"really."

  Heilong didn't refute it, recalling the days when he was an official in the Shuifu, he had to rush out to make rain as soon as the decree came out.

   So how can it be comfortable to be the Dragon King of the East China Sea?

"Since you understand, let's run quickly." The old tortoise thought that his master had heard it, and immediately beamed with joy: "I've already thought about it for you, and I won't stand in line now. After the ancestor dragon appears, although I don't have the power to follow the dragon, But there is nothing wrong with it.”

  Although it really wants its master to join a certain ancient dragon, it is a little entangled considering the consequences of being on the wrong team and being liquidated.

   "Makes sense."

  The black dragon still nodded, but he didn't intend to stop his movements at all. He changed his voice and said: "But I like to be a cow and a horse, so hurry up and find the decree for this dragon."

  Although working in the Immortal Dao is not as comfortable as being a Dragon King, it is worse than being comfortable. If the sky falls and there are immortals to support it, I only need to go out every now and then to make it rain.

  Like the beginning of today, countless powerhouses have been revived throughout the ages, and the Black Dragon has become more determined in its idea of ​​"eating cards and getting what they want".

  Heaven, earth, life is the greatest.

  The old tortoise looked dull. He felt that he might have followed the wrong master.

  Like a real dragon who is a cow and a horse? What is this unique fetish?

  Even though he was unwilling in his heart, the old tortoise knew how to be a servant. He could persuade him verbally, but he still had to do things.

  He activated his natal supernatural power, and saw the tortoise shell glowing slightly, a ray of cause and effect falling down in the dark, followed by a whim.

"over there."

  Next, under the guidance of the old tortoise, the black dragon scurried around the bottom of the water. The tortoise's divination is not completely accurate, and if it is completely accurate, it will not become a servant of the black dragon.

  However, every divination is approaching the target, and quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes.

  After about a quarter of an hour, the black dragon found the bright yellow decree. He swallowed it without hesitation, then turned around and ran away.

  The old tortoise could feel that his master's mouth was about to burst into laughter, and the joy in his eyes was not concealed at all, as if he had picked up some treasure.

   You don't really like to be a cow or a horse, do you? In this case, can I also let the old turtle be the master for once?

With such a thought, the old tortoise only dared to think about it in his heart, and he continued to persuade: "Master, this is just a rag, why are you like this? Why don't we escape from the Dragon Palace and find a place to nest. "

   "I have my own magic."

  Heilong became kind when he got the decree.

   It is really a treasure for him, because it is effective. When these ancient dragons are cleaned up by the Immortal Dao, he will take out this decree and self-examine the dragon clan according to the content in it. Isn't this a letter of appointment in disguise?

  Zheng!

  Suddenly, unspeakable fear welled up in my heart, only to hear a deafening sound from above my head, and the whole world was only buzzing.

   Afterwards, some kind of behemoth fell into the water, and a faint smell of blood flooded into the nostrils. It was the breath of dragon blood.

  The black dragon raised its head slightly, only to see half of the cyan dragon body falling slowly. The dragon's body is very huge, five hundred feet long, like a small mountain.

  In the dark abyss, the former dragon slowly fell, and the blood was floating in the sea, which was very visually impactful.

   "This... this..." The old tortoise opened his mouth wide and stuttered.

   "It's Aoki Dragon King!? What happened to it?"

  The ancient dragon is a sacred and inviolable existence in the eyes of the old tortoise. The human race may have a strong enemy that can match it, but it is absolutely impossible to kill the ancient dragon.

  Because he is the Dragon Palace, these ancient dragons are under the protection of the Dragon Palace World.

  Heilong probed upwards with his divine sense, an indescribable scorching heat welled up in his heart, and he tried to hold back that it wasn't the situation that he finally saw clearly.

  On the battlefield, the sword lights all over the sky disappeared, leaving only the goddess in white clothes standing in the air, the sky sword in her hand slightly hanging down.

   In the cold and ruthless eyes, there was a fiery red fierce light.

   And those ancient dragons were already covered with wounds, even the prisoner cattle known for their defense were covered with wounds all over their bodies. The worst thing was the Six-Eyed Cyanwood Dragon King. At this time, he was cut in half, and blood continued to flow from the wound.

  White light glowed from the wound, and the dragon's body grew back in the blink of an eye, but the second half was much smaller.

  Dong Yunshu said in a cold voice: "Report your name, and you are qualified to be admitted to the Sword Record."

  Boundless murderous intent enveloped the six-eyed Cyanwood Dragon King, and the other two ancient dragons were already thinking of retreating. Although they still have a lot of ancestral spirit and can bring themselves back from the dying state, dragons are also made of meat.

  Unable to withstand the sword fairy's slashing like this, even if you know you can't die, you will be afraid of pain.

  Qingmu Dragon King took half a step back out of fear, but in the next second the boundless sword intent locked on to him. He knew that he couldn't run away, there was still a glimmer of life in resisting with all his strength, and running away would only answer all the attacks, but the fear in his heart still defeated his reason.

   Qingmu Longwang frantically fled in the sea, the chill coming from behind became more and more obvious, as if invisible and intangible ice thorns pierced into his flesh and blood.

   "Anonymous can also be beheaded."

  Dong Yunshu is like a sword, and his sword is like snow. He never asks what others say, and never pays attention to others.

   Just like snowflakes, floating alone between the heaven and the earth.

  The Heavenly Sword was lifted high, and all the sword light and sword intent disappeared without a trace in an instant, the sky and the earth dimmed slightly, and everything was so silent.

   Qingmu Dragon King deeply felt that the time limit had come, and issued a mournful cry for help: "Prisoner! Yuguang! Save me quickly, you will not be much better if I die!"

  Using the perception of the soul, there is no shadow of the two half-brothers. They were shocked by the sword fairy in the fight just now, and they ran away without a trace.

  Their alliance is inherently fragile. If there is a chance of winning, they will unite to the outside world because of their interests. If there is no chance of winning, they will not work hard for others.

   "You forced me to do this. If I don't go crazy, I won't survive! If I ever regain my sanity, I will definitely destroy your human race!"

  Qingmu Dragon King was furious to the extreme, he frantically blew the blood and ancestral energy of the ancestral dragon in his body, and the two collided with each other to create an unparalleled coercion, as if a terrifying existence from a long time ago had been revived from the long river of history.

  All creatures with strong bloodlines have an ability, which is to burn their own bloodlines to return to their ancestors. This is like a human monk burning three souls and seven souls. He can gain powerful power in a short period of time, but the same price is either death or disability.

  Borrowing the ancestral qi and blood of the ancestral dragon can return the lease, but it is very likely that you will lose your mind.

   But now he can't choose.

  Cyanwood Dragon King let out a maddened roar, and suddenly turned his head, his stature soared at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the original 1,000 feet to 2,000 feet. The scales stretched slightly, 6 eyeballs fell off, and finally closed into a pair of dragon pupils, and all the characteristics brought by other blood vessels were falling off.

  He's transforming into a dragon, like a real dragon.

   "Sing!!"

   "Today, I will ascend to the position of Zulong!!"

   Aoki felt unprecedented carefree.

  His strength has been reduced by half due to the loss of blood, but his strength has taken a big step forward.

  If it is expressed by realm, then he is undoubtedly at the Saint King Realm now.

  Zheng!

  A crisp sword sound resounded, and Dong Yunshu unpretentiously swung his sword downward. This sword didn't have too much brilliance, and there was no fancy sword move, it just swung straight down like this.

  The sword intent is only for a moment, straight and consistent, neither bending nor bending.

  Let the roar of the ancient dragon king, the boiling blood of the ancestral dragon, let the small world of the Dragon Palace vibrate.

  She has only one sword, which can cut everything.

   Bang.

  It seems that time and space stop, and the dragon is cut off.

  The incomparable sword intent fell, and all the thoughts of Dragon King Aoki were wiped out at this moment. The dragon soul was like a candle in the wind, and it still did not forget to curse at the last moment, and its obsession almost fell on the sword fairy like a curse.

   "My dragon son and grandson will avenge me from generation to generation, kill all human races, kill all human races!!"

   "Mortals, kill kill kill!"

  Chick!

  The last thought was also lost in the sword intent.

  Dong Yunshu's expression was still indifferent, and he didn't feel joy from killing a strong man, as if it was a rare and common thing.

  But she was not unresponsive, and a little tired came to her heart. The Heavenly Sword disappeared from her hand, obviously the consumption of the battle just now was very huge for her.

  A cool wind blows, and the world is silent.

  As if everyone was mourning the fall of a strong man, the three of Qingxuan were also a little shocked. They thought they would go through a fierce battle, but the strength of Sword Immortal far exceeded their imagination.

  Especially Qingxuan himself, as a state-level township, he has had many contacts with sword immortals. Before the two had Li Yi as the hub, their relationship was nodding, but Qingxuan knew each other's strength.

  It is roughly equivalent to the level of Xianchang who leveled Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain back then, and belongs to the absolute strong fighter in the transformation of gods. But now the opponent is obviously not that simple, both in strength and cultivation are far beyond people's expectations.

what happened? Could it be that the Immortal Chief instructed the Sword Immortal to practice in private?

  Qingxuan doesn't think there is a problem with his prediction. After all, how can a person improve so much in a short period of time?

  Even the Immortal Chief, according to him, the growth of his own strength has been very slow, and it is rare to have a sudden increase in skill.

  Cultivation is a kind of accumulation, the farther you go, the harder it is to make rapid progress.

  Three-headed ancient dragons, even those weakened by magic circles, are still very difficult enemies for Dong Yunshu.

  If it weren't for the recent surge in cultivation base, it would be difficult for Dong Yunshu to win without some injuries. If you want to kill the Cyanwood Dragon King, you may even need to burn some lifespan, just like in the previous life.

   "Master, let's retreat temporarily."

   Qingxuan stepped forward to block Dong Yunshu, preventing the opponent from chasing the enemy in depth, and also preventing others from taking the opportunity to sneak attack.

   Now their goal has been achieved, successfully killing an ancient dragon. Come in a few more times when you have time in the future, and you should be able to completely subdue the Dragon Clan in a few months.

   "Yes." Dong Yunshu nodded slightly, she was too exhausted to continue fighting.

  Xiandao and his party turned back to the space crack, and suddenly there was an aura behind them, an incomparable dragon power.

  They turned their heads and looked, only to see that the body of Dragon King Cyanwood had healed, and all the wounds disappeared.

  Dong Yunshu narrowed his eyes slightly, started with the Heavenly Sword in his palm, and swung the sword again.

  The bright sword light flashed, and the Qingmu Dragon King was cut off in the middle without any resistance, and his head dropped, and was pulled back by the sticky dragon blood in the next second, and it was glued together again like a clay sculpture.

  The exuberant vitality is like a raging mountain fire, which is inexhaustible.

  Qingmu Dragon King opened his mouth slightly, and let out a dull voice: "Soldiers, live."

   Another sword light fell, and the sword light entered the body and divided into three parts, instantly cutting the Cyanwood Dragon King into countless pieces. But in the next second, all the pieces of meat were glued together again under the impetus of huge vitality.

   "Soldiers are endless."

  The small world of the Dragon Palace vibrated slightly, and the power of the ancestral dragon affected a certain law, bringing rain to everything in the world.

  Rain, the source of all things.

   Immediately after the heavy rain fell again in Shenzhou outside, from the head of the Yangtze River all the way to the deserted desert, the heavy rain washed the earth.

   And there was also the sound of dripping rain in the Dragon Palace, but for some reason, no rain fell. On the contrary, a large group of dark clouds gathered in the sky.

  Dong Yunshu looked through the clouds, and first saw an entire small world, an illusory giant dragon. A closer look at the giant dragon is composed of countless messy images, and each image has rain as the main tone.

  The Zulong doesn't seem to be a dragon, but more like some kind of law.

  Qingxuan also saw it, and he spit out two words with a solemn expression, with doubts and incomprehension in his tone: "Kyushu?"

   It was raining heavily in Kyushu, and ants-like humans on the ground were migrating to the plateau.

  Looking forward, they saw all kinds of real dragons, all kinds of creatures jumping over the dragon gate, and countless rainwater.

   Finally gathered in one place, forming an illusory figure.

  The black-haired figure in Tsing Yi has no face and no sign, his wrist hangs down slightly, and "rainwater" continuously gushes out from the wound and falls into the mountains and rivers, nourishing all living beings.

  The strong have a sense of the heaven and the earth, and all the strong in the Dragon Palace have seen the dragon shadow in the sky. Those who have advanced cultivation can see Kyushu, and can see all the rains in the past and present.

   This is what Zhenlong, Mo Yidao, Wang Huan and others saw.

   And that figure can only be seen by Gu Long, Dong Yunshu, Qingxuan, and Mo Luo.

  Unspeakable enlightenment welled up in my heart, and a voice sounded in the dark, revealing the true face of Zulong to them.

   "Soldiers are born, the source of infinity, the root of all things."

   "This is the way of the ancestor dragon."

   "Soldiers, one person equals the sky, and one person stands on the ground. I only hope that there will be no disasters in the world, no pain for all living beings, and peace for the rest of my life."

   "This is the way of longevity."

  (end of this chapter)

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