The Dragon King is dead?
At the roots of the three green dragon trees, all the monks felt that the terrifying will shrouding the floating island realm was rapidly disintegrating.
The balance created by starlight and wood energy begins a new round of abundance.
The violent wood energy was swallowed up by the starlight, and star trees containing the power of stars grew crazily on various islands.
Yin Xiaoshu: "This...is it over?"
There was not a single cry of grief, so the Dragon King died silently?
"Correction, it's not that the Dragon King died, but that a ray of consciousness trying to resurrect was dispersed by us. If he hides other derivatives elsewhere, it is still possible to revive."
In the air, Henghua's voice echoed leisurely.
He went straight to where Fu Xuanxing was, where Qiu Yu was helping Fu Xuanxing heal his injuries.
The Dragon King is under too much pressure.
Just a ray of spiritual consciousness made me put a lot of thought into it, and I even had to send Fu Xuanxing over and take the initiative to let him "die" once.
"Sorry."
Looking at his unconscious foster brother, Henghua felt a little ashamed.
Although the Death Mirror Technique can protect Fu Xuanxing from death, the corresponding pain is difficult to withstand. Moreover, Fu Xuanxing is not Fu Henghua after all, and he does not have the true essence of creation to automatically heal his injuries.
Heng Hua walked over, and Qiu Yu immediately said: "You came just in time, take a look at him. That dragon-slaying sword may have directly pierced the heart."
The true essence of creation covered Fu Xuanxing, and Henghua squatted down to check.
"I reserved the 'Resurrection Spell' in the star pendant, and with the spiritual meal he ate in the morning, his life is not in danger."
The sword wound was indeed serious.
Fu Henghua cast spells to remove it, but he could not wipe out the sword that Fu Xuanxing combined with his scabbard to slash out with all his strength.
All he can do is seal this sword intention.
"Look back and ask him to follow me to the Lingjie Cave to practice for a while. It's just a good time to learn the swordsmanship of Master Litian."
"That's a blessing in disguise. Through Sword Master Litian's swordsmanship, not only can this sword intention be resolved, but his swordsmanship can also be further improved - he will shine in a sword fight in the East China Sea."
Let Qiu Yu take care of Fu Xuanxing for the time being, and Heng Hua spread the word to the floating island in the starry sky.
"Don't let your guard down now. We blocked the Dragon King's resurrection. This is indeed our victory. But a Dragon King who is famous for his caution will not make any arrangements for his own death?"
Zhang Datong and others felt awe-inspiring.
Look at the wooden roots in Leihai again.
Qinglong Mugen lost the consciousness of the Dragon King and stopped struggling, allowing it to be destroyed by the thunder. But along with the destruction, there is also life sprouting at the roots.
That is a brand new spiritual root, no longer a derivative of the Qinglong Mu root, but an independent sacred tree.
The leaves are like pine needles and the crown is dark green. The trunk is golden brown with thunder patterns appearing on the surface.
"This is Xuan Lei Jin Mu! Everyone, be careful, this thing may self-destruct. Miss Fu, put away the sword formation."
Fu Liuhui recalled the ten thunder swords, and the sea of thunder collapsed.
Boom——
The branches of the Black Thunder Golden Wood continue to stretch, and all the thunder essences scattered by the thunder sea are attached here, and the big tree rises one foot tall.
Seeing this, the cultivators quickly rose up against the wind and moved carefully among the floating islands.
rumble--
They had just left Qinglong Floating Island when they saw the floating island explode. A huge thunder tree stretched its roots into the sky and began to crazily accumulate the power of thunder.
"This thing is related to the Five Thunders."
In the air, Fu Henghua's words came slowly.
"Senior Zhang, if you can subdue this spiritual root, there is hope for Yuanying."
Zhang Datong's heart moved. He looked at the thousands of thunder fruits above the giant thunder tree and shook his head with a wry smile.
This thing is good, but do you have the life to take it?
These "Thunder Fruits" condensed with thunder essence contain the full blow of the Golden Pill cultivator.
Thousands of attacks are launched at the same time, so it's not easy for me to get them.
A fellow Jin Dan suddenly said: "Old Zhang, I will help you get this spiritual root. However, I need to divide a few fruits into elixirs."
"I want some branches to practice my sword on."
“I want to get some rhizomes and try growing them.”
"I want to try refining treasure."
The Jindan monks next to him spoke one after another.
Zhang Datong looked at the many monks following him and said loudly.
"We are fighting side by side all the way, and everyone should have a share in this thunderwood. Later, I will ask my colleagues to notarize it, and everyone can share the flowers, branches, roots and fruits. All I need to do is keep the thunderwood body alive and help me achieve enlightenment."
There was a harmonious atmosphere here, and they discussed how to divide the spoils.
On the other side, in front of Fang Dongyuan and others was a white sacred tree shrouded in strong wind.
Rather than a tree, it is a forest of isolated fungi.
Fu Xiangfeng and Fu Xuange's eyes shone.
This thing is destined to the Fu family!
Fang Dongyuan saw the two people's expressions, thought about it, and spoke loudly.
"For the success of slaying the dragon this time, all the fellow Taoists of the Fu family have done a great job."
This was said, and all the monks nodded silently.
Yes, the monks on Tianyang's side don't know much about dragon species, and they don't know much about team battles. Moreover, even the monks at Yanlong who are proficient in team battle commanding may not be able to operate the Thirty-Six Tiangang Techniques on their own, right?
This requires not only the ability to command, but also the exquisite mastery of Taoism and the extensive knowledge of Taoism.
Of course, the more important point is. It was Fu Henghua who managed to pull together a large group of monks just by using a few people to cast healing spells, ensuring that everyone survived.
"This Jungu King is made of the wind spirit. I believe it is related to the wind magic that you just performed. Since it is related to the Fu family, please accept it."
Fu Xiangfeng smiled and shook his head: "You fellow Taoists are fighting side by side, how can we let you go back empty-handed? My family needs mycelium to propagate this cluster of wind solitary spirits. As for the umbrella cover above, you can all share a share. .”
"Third brother is right. The monks along Lei Hai's journey have gained a lot. We cannot let you all gain nothing."
Mr. Fu Tong came over and said with a smile: "The Dragon King's consciousness is gone, but the remaining ancient Qi of the Cangmu still lingers here. With Henghua's starlight Taoism, many heavenly materials and earthly treasures should be born. Cousin, you With eight thousand Taoist soldiers, we might as well help everyone collect some spiritual objects. It is better than letting all these heavenly materials and earthly treasures go to the Fu family."
She secretly stirred up trouble and reminded everyone that the Fu family caused this trouble.
"Miss Fu is right. After we have ruined this disaster, we will find some treasures on Tiangang Island to calm down the panic."
Fu Xuange understood that this was a good thing for him to make friends with the Tianyang monks, which would be of great benefit to the Fu family. Simply disperse the eight thousand fighting souls and let them go to various floating islands to explore, and then call on various monks to go hunting for treasures.
…
Henghua stood at the forbidden spiritual pool.
He looked at the ashes of Xian Qiong, then turned to look at the three floating islands in the distance.
"Leimu, Fengji and..."
Over at the Fu family, the fire caused by the Taoist corpse burned the roots to death.
But a brand new fiery red jade tree grew.
"It seems that I still made some miscalculations about the Dragon King's layout."
Henghua estimated that the Azure Dragon King was only planning to overcome the first disaster, the thunder tribulation.
But looking at it now, the other party has obviously started fire and wind tribulations.
Even though there is no guarantee of overcoming the catastrophe, this is a killing move aimed at people like them who will die together.
"No, maybe it's just those Tribulation Immortals, right?"
If the dragon is resurrected successfully, the disaster will come quickly. He used three sacred trees to detonate three disasters, forcing the Tribulation Immortal to flee for his life.
The reason why Sanshu is being quietly dug up by the monks now is because the Dragon King died too hastily.
"He probably didn't expect that I could counter-design a 'Death Mirror Technique' and replace the price, right?"
The Death Mirror technique requires sacrifices and consumes a person's natal star potential.
Therefore, the Dragon King did not expect it at all. Fu Henghua would arrange such things on Fu Xuanxing.
This is gambling with Fu Xuanxing's life, and directly consumes the fruits of Fu Xuanxing's lifelong cultivation.
This is where the Dragon King was careless.
Henghua observed Xian Qiong and found that the Death Mirror Technique performed by the Dragon King also paid the price.
In order to ensure that Fu Xuanxing could be killed by his Death Mirror Technique, the Dragon King cut off his ten thousand years of Taoism at the expense of himself.
Even if he is resurrected safely and returns to practice in the East China Sea, he will not be able to regain his former heyday.
…
Henghua stood at the end of Xian Qiong's ashes and thought for a long time.
Qiu Yu was accompanying him. Seeing his thoughtful expression, he looked at Xian Qiong Huiji repeatedly.
Is this thing a treasure?
No spiritual power at all? It's not like a treasure has been hidden from view.
"This is not a treasure. Senior has been appraising treasures all his life, but he still can't tell it?"
Henghua teased and said, "I still learned my treasure appraisal methods from you."
Qiu Yu laughed twice.
Why do thieves like them know how to appraise treasures?
"This is just an ordinary gray end. It has no spiritual power, but it is more memorable. Go back and put it in a jar and write 'Dragon King's End'. It can be used as an heirloom of the Fu family. It can also be used to swim under the Yanlong water. A flash."
"Then, he was so angry that another wave of demons and cold waves came?"
Boom——
While the two were joking, they heard the explosion of the Star Pavilion Group in the distance.
The six green dragon roots finally broke through the seal and pushed the thirty-six star pavilions one by one.
"At this moment, the Dragon King's consciousness has been destroyed. How can these roots still move?"
"Is it a method reserved by the Dragon King long ago? What kind of arrangement do you hope to make through the six wooden roots?"
The sound of the wind echoed across the floating islands.
The monks from all walks of life put down their business of treasure hunting and rushed towards the Star Pavilion.
Thirty-six pavilions collapsed, and thousands of Fu family members died in the chaos.
"Good nephew."
The master of Tianhui Pavilion came over in a hurry.
"Can I cast the resurrection spell?"
Looking at the destroyed Star Pavilion, Fu Henghua looked at the sky.
The Tiangang star realm guarding Tiangang Island began to collapse.
The starlight on the floating island began to dissipate.
And the formation formed by the Thirty-six Star Pavilion also disappeared.
"At this moment, I can no longer borrow the power of Tiangang Star."
"Really?"
Master Tianhui Pavilion smiled bitterly.
After Fu Henghua blew up thirty-six magical mirrors, he had this guess.
Now that it has been confirmed, looking at the tribesmen affected by the turmoil in Xingge, one can't help but feel a little sad.
In the distance, a golden elixir monk rushed forward to help the Fu family pavilion masters re-strengthen the seal.
Zhang Datong looked at the big pit in the center of the Star Pavilion.
It was a ball of meat monster made up of six winding dragon bodies.
"This...is this also a dragon?"
"Is it a dragon evil? Although the dragon clan controls the way of life, there is no reproductive isolation from other creatures. However, when giving birth to other creatures, there is a chance of giving birth to some deformed monsters."
Yan Lin said in a deep voice: "The Dragon King should have arranged his posthumous affairs early. As soon as his consciousness dissipates and he loses control, the six roots will automatically merge into Dragon Evil and launch indiscriminate attacks on the surrounding areas."
As he spoke, he threw a dragon beast in the distance.
That dragon beast is also a creation of the Dragon King.
But the "Dragon Scale Meat Ball" quickly whipped it to death, and used its extra tentacles to suck up all the dragon's blood.
"This thing is a dragon son, right? But without divine consciousness, even if he transforms into a dragon, he is not a dragon king."
Fu Xuange stood aside and watched with his arms crossed.
Since the Dragon King cannot be resurrected and is no longer related to the safety of the world, there is no point in taking action and let the Fu family solve it.
The Fu family can't solve it, and there are still a group of people from Tianyang.
Fu Henghua was mentally exhausted at the moment and really had no intention of taking action.
He yawned and stood with everyone in the Fu family.
A Nascent Soul-level sarcoma cannot be promoted to Tribulation Immortal or transform into a dragon smoothly.
Let the Fu family deal with it.
"Speaking of which, where is the master of the Fu family? Now all the friends of the Fu family are showing off, and his group of sons and daughters are fighting hard to kill the enemy. What is he doing?"
It can be seen that the sarcoma only contains Yuan Ying level spiritual power.
Guests from outside the island are not prepared to sacrifice their lives to accompany him.
The Dragon King is resurrected, which is a big crisis in the world of cultivation from the east.
But right now...
The Jindan monks were worried that their descendants would be injured, so they helped impose a seal to facilitate the Fu family's escape from the Star Pavilion. As for the rest, it is naturally up to everyone in the Fu family to deal with it themselves.
Upon seeing this, the Master of Tianxian Pavilion threw out the picture scroll in his hand.
Everyone was guarding the Star Pavilion just now, and he had already used it once.
Now this time is the last time.
The Taoist on the scroll walked out and the scroll turned into ashes.
"The karma between me and the Fu family is over!" After the Taoist finished speaking, he cooperated with Mu Shen to contain the sarcoma.
"The Fu family will have more fun after this time."
Yan Lin whispered, then smiled awkwardly when An Jingcheng glanced at him.
One of the foundations of the Xiuzhen family is the senior Taoist corpse.
Now the Fu family has moved out three Taoist corpses, one was directly damaged, one burned himself to death, and the other was directly reincarnated and ran away.
This person who reincarnated and left was a serious blow to the Fu family's reputation.
Even the reincarnations of your predecessors are not willing to stay in your home. How bad is the atmosphere in your family?
Coupled with the disintegration of the three high-end combat forces, the Fu family will become the laughing stock of the Tianyang cultivation world for a long time to come.
…
"It's done!, it's done!"
At this time, Hong Changyi rushed over holding the box.
"Henghua, a secret treasure for you."
Everyone in the Fu family looked over.
Fu Tongjun said speechlessly: "You just sent the things over after everything is over? Is it useful?"
Henghua took the box with a smile.
"After all, it's the kind intention of Five Elements Dao. If you can't use it now, you can use it in the future -"
Seeing the twelve-inch sword, Henghua was stunned for a moment.
Is this for me to fight with swords?
Isn't this just a command stick?
Hong Changyi laughed twice.
He also knew he was late.
But isn't this for stability, to help Fu Henghua adjust the spiritual power fluctuations of the secret treasure to make it more suitable?
"By the way, I felt the Tiangang Star Realm dissipating when I came here."
Fu Xiangfeng said angrily: "We knew this a long time ago, and now we have started to contact the outside world and ask people to come and help solve this thing."
Why do a group of Jindan monks work hard but fail to do their best?
Because Fu Henghua was no longer able to use Resurrection, and he would not be able to recover from his injury now.
Then let’s wait for the Grandmaster of Sword Immortal Continent to arrive and solve the problem.
"No, when I came over, I saw a group of water tribes appearing in the eastern waters. They seemed to be the water monsters from Yanlong."
Yanlong water demon?
Everyone in the Fu family turned to look east.
Black and purple demonic energy surged into the sky, along with some weird but creepy auras.
"Dragon Palace, the people from the East China Sea Dragon Palace are also there? Aren't there not many of these remnants left, and they are so suppressed by the various immortal sects in the East China Sea that they can't even lift their heads?"
"No, it's the Yansheng Dragon King who has come to support us. The remnants of the East China Sea Dragon Palace are following, probably with the intention of welcoming the Dragon King back!"
It's just that they came a little late.
