The atmosphere in the venue was frozen.
The Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation was liberated, but it temporarily lost its direction of action.
Rao Yaoyao couldn't find the whereabouts of the Luck Golden Dragon, and Dao Qiongcang was also shocked that the divine sword Xuan Cang would lose hundreds of years of luck in the Holy Temple Hall.
The two people were frozen on the spot, and those who were close to each other could tell that something was wrong with the situation.
"What happened?" Teng Shanhai asked in confusion.
The communication between Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongcang was conducted through sound transmission, and outsiders did not understand the specific situation of the battle at all.
On the ground, the people of Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains were relieved from their crazy state, and collectively burst into cheers, loudly singing the praises of the power and virtue of the Holy Temple.
But high in the sky, Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongang's Holy Thought phantom looked at each other, both in extremely bad moods.
Teng Shanhai received no response to his question.
However, at this time, a sudden sound appeared.
"Hiccup~"
A burp.
From the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale!
Rao Yaoyao's expression changed drastically, and he immediately looked back at the black dragon scales.
Dao Qiongcang also felt something. After looking back, even the phantom of the Holy Thought could not maintain its shape due to shock and began to tremble.
"Charming quack quack..."
After burping, a weird laugh oozed out from the Saint Emperor's dragon scales.
Following this, there was a sinister and deep sigh, and the voice was full of praise, saying: "It tastes really wonderful, this emperor, I haven't been so full for a long time..."
The sound was not loud, but it passed through the hearts of all the spiritual masters within the scope of the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Array very clearly.
As soon as the spiritual masters from Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains heard this, they all fell into a state of sluggishness as if they had been struck by lightning.
"Who!" Teng Shanhai's pupils suddenly shrank and he stared at the Holy Emperor's Dragon Scale, with a bad premonition in his heart.
A wisp of black smoke rose from the Holy Emperor's dragon scales.
In an instant, it expanded to the size of a hundred feet!
High in the sky, all Taixu who were still awake were shocked when they saw this.
I saw that in the place shrouded in black smoke, there was an extremely thick golden mist bundled into it.
The golden mist seemed to be struggling violently, turning into a twisted golden dragon for a while, and then being tortured by black smoke and dispersing into invisible mist.
"Isn't this, the golden dragon of luck that was summoned by the Divine Sword Xuan Cang just now?" Far behind, Huang Yang's eyes widened, full of disbelief.
The lucky golden dragon was eaten?
Can this thing be eaten?
"Sure enough, it's you..." Rao Yaoyao's eyes were about to burst.
She had never thought about it, nor could she imagine how the sword that she relied on the Forgetting Sword and the power of luck to strike at the seven emotions and six desires of all spiritual refiners on the ground would be intercepted by the Demon Emperor Black Dragon and successfully eat the sword. The power of luck?
This makes no sense at all!
"That sword of mine was clearly not directed at the dragon scale..." Rao Yaoyao looked at Dao Qiongtian in confusion, wanting to get the answer from the Dao Palace Master who was also in the holy realm.
The lucky golden dragon is lost.
The Holy Temple lost at least a hundred years of luck.
She, Rao Yaoyao Rao, may not be able to bear this battle loss in the future!
"Demon Emperor Black Dragon..."
A voice spread out from the incarnation of the Holy Thought in the sky, but it was full of solemnity at this time.
No one can imagine that the dragon scales of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon really contain a trace of the Holy Emperor's thoughts that belong to its body.
This Holy Emperor's will is too difficult to activate.
But after going around a long way, it relied on the centuries-old luck of the Holy Temple to hatch and take shape.
Kill one thousand enemies and make up for eight hundred.
Guaranteed profit without loss!
Rao Yaoyao lost her composure. She couldn't bear the end of being teased, and a dark energy appeared in her eyes unconsciously.
Seeing the Golden Dragon of Luck still struggling in the black smoke, at this time, if there is an external attack, it is possible that some of the power of luck belonging to the Holy Temple can be regained.
Even if it's only 10%, she will be able to bear a lot less responsibility in the future!
Anticipating this, Rao Yaoyao no longer hesitated and pounced forward, holding the divine sword Xuan Cang.
"How dare you tease me!"
call out!
Black Smoke and Dragon Scale seemed to be frightened and did not dare to challenge the power of the Sword Immortal, so they retreated at the speed of light.
Rao Yaoyao was able to push forward, and with one move of the divine sword Xuan Cang, the power of luck flourished again...
"enough!"
At this moment, a thunderbolt sounded in the clear sky, and the sound of holy wrath pulled Rao Yaoyao back from his mad state.
"Do you still think that the power of luck has not been lost enough?" Dao Qiongcang's scolding voice sounded in his ears, "Look carefully, the golden dragon of luck has been devoured long ago. Everything you see is... It’s an illusion!”
Rao Yao Yao suddenly stopped, as if he was enlightened.
After she woke up, cold sweat hit her back.
When he opened his eyes again and looked around, sure enough, the form of black smoke escaping from the dragon scales in the sky was completely different from what he had seen before.
Where is the golden mist bundled with black smoke that is constantly struggling in it?
How can there be any feeling that the golden dragon of luck can break through the shackles in the next second and return to the embrace of the divine sword Xuan Cang?
The hundred feet of black smoke in front of me has already condensed into the form of a complete black dragon, ferocious, vicious, and extremely vicious!
"It turns out that it's gone a long time ago..." Rao Yaoyao's red lips were stunned, and she was dumbfounded.
She finally figured it out. After that burp, the Golden Dragon of Luck had been completely devoured.
What he saw later was just the phantom power of the Holy Emperor transformed by Demon Emperor Black Dragon. He wanted to make him lose his wife and then lose his troops again!
"Click."
Rao Yaoyao's fingers tightly locked the hilt of the divine sword Xuan Cang, and a clicking sound came from his knuckles.
She was furious.
What a vicious and cunning person this is!
After one plan was successful, there was still another plan. If it weren't for Dao Qiangcang who was watching and affected by the power of the Holy Emperor, would he have paid off all the power of destiny in the divine sword Xuan Cang right now? Go in?
"Charming quack quack..."
The phantom of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon laughed jokingly again, and his words were full of sarcasm, "You juniors are really a bit unlovable. How can you honor your elders with only staple food and no dessert after dinner? "
As soon as his words stopped, the dragon's head trembled.
"Hiccup~"
Another burp...
Rao Yaoyao's heart trembled.
How shameless!
With the help of the power of luck from the Holy Temple, he appeared in this world, but he still wanted to eat more.
If you succeed, you will die without a burial place after me!
At this time, the spiritual masters in Dongtian King City and Yunlun Mountains had recovered from the shock of the first sound of the Holy Emperor's voice, and all of them looked at the sky with shock.
Above the sky.
On one side is the form of clouds and mist, the outline of which is indistinct, the incarnation of the Holy Thought in the sky, as high as the sky.
On one side is the five-clawed black dragon of the Holy Emperor, which is surrounded by black smoke and coils nine times in the sky.
The half-saint shadow lowered its eyes, as if looking down at the five-clawed black dragon.
But the five-clawed black dragon raised its pair of scarlet eyes, with a playful look in its eyes, as if it could turn clouds and rain in a flash, and even tease everyone in the world.
——Evenly matched!
"This, this, this..."
The spiritual masters were stunned. The half-saint shadow was enough to open their eyes.
What kind is this five-clawed black dragon that suddenly appeared?
Listening to the conversation between the two parties, Rao Jianxian and the Taoist Palace Master’s holy thoughts were phantomed by the five-clawed golden dragon?
"Holy Emperor?"
Someone was surprised and said this word that no one had expected, and suddenly his eyes were blank, "What on earth is this five-clawed black dragon? What kind of realm is it?"
"Above half a saint, right?"
"In my opinion, this is definitely the Saint Emperor transformation... Uh, I thought I was going to say something just now? Yes, it is definitely above the Semi-Saint level!"
There were whispers on the ground.
Everyone is discussing the five-clawed black dragon and the half-holy phantom.
What I saw today was enough to increase the conversation topics of many spiritual refiners after dinner several times.
A saint-level confrontation is something that an ordinary person would never see in his lifetime!
…
Above the sky.
After being frightened, Rao Yaoyao, who handed over the battlefield to Dao Qiongcang, has retreated to the bottom position along with Teng Shanhai, Huang Yangzhenren and others.
The next battle seems to be beyond the reach of their level.
The mood of Dao Qiong Cang's holy thought phantom only fluctuated significantly at the moment when the luck golden dragon was swallowed. After that, it returned to being calm and calm.
"Demon Emperor Black Dragon, you should know that according to the rules of the inner island of the Void Island, the stronger the cultivation level, the harder it is to escape."
"I don't know how much it cost you to send a trace of your thoughts back to the Holy Spirit Continent, but even if you swallowed the Luck Golden Dragon, I won't have to deal with you with the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation..."
"How long can this lingering memory of yours last?"
Dao Qiongcang shook his head and said, and the shadow of the Holy Thought gradually solidified, turning into a white-robed man with an immortal air and Taoist bones.
He holds the Si Nan in his left hand, as if he is holding a world, and with his right index finger and thumb, he pinches and seals it, as if his fingers are locking the universe of stars.
Si Nanxing's spoon rotated slightly.
With every movement, vast fluctuations of holy power emanate from it, completely isolating the negative effects of the holy sound and the Demon Emperor's Black Dragon from the mortal refiners on the ground.
"Charming quack quack!"
The five-clawed black dragon smiled slyly, trembled in the void, and transformed into a man with black armor and dragon scales, with dragon horns on his head, hidden scales on his face, and black lightning flashing in his scarlet eyes.
"Sure enough, even the voice is full of arrogance..."
Demon Emperor Black Dragon licked his lower lip and commented, his scarlet eyes stared at the sky again, and said mockingly: "If this emperor's prediction is correct, you are the slutty little Taoist priest he said, the younger generation of the Holy God Continent. What is the name of the person who carries the handle... Dao Qiongang?"
Dao Qiongcang's face remained unchanged and he said calmly: "So, all this is not your plan, but his?"
The Demon Emperor Black Dragon orangutan glared, turned around and said, "What's the plan? Who is he?"
"Ah."
Dao Qiongcang chuckled, with a look of relief on his face, and said:
"The two spouts of treasure from the cracks in the Void Island made Hongyi take it lightly; the reason for Yi's death made Hongyi have to look at both sides, tired of running around."
"Then the inside and outside colluded, and after finding out the details of the red-clothed 'Seventy-Two Dragon Element Formation', I sent out your dragon scales to hide the remnants of the Holy Emperor, plus the Demon Sword Ten Thousand Weapons Demon Lord, to attract the love of the people to take action."
"The Demon Master Sword of Ten Thousand Weapons cuts the arrow of the evil sinful bow, forcing the backhand of this saint to take the lead, and then squeezes out the last remaining strength of the demon sword to delay the attack of the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation, giving the dragon scales a chance to breathe and hatch. "
"In the end, you used the common people as a guide to force Yao Yao to take action, but you arranged in advance to use the power of the black dragon hidden in the spirit refiner's body to divide and eat the golden dragon of luck. The power was gathered into the dragon scales, and Can Nian succeeded. Hatched into the present world.”
Dao Qiongcang smiled and said calmly: "Is what I said correct?"
Rao Yaoyao in the back seemed to have a flash of lightning in his mind, and he suddenly realized.
After going round and round, the final plan was to incubate the Holy Emperor's remnants. So all the previous successes and failures were all just an act?
turn out to be……
This is "a plan within a plan within a plan"!
Teng Shanhai was completely stunned.
Even after he received Dao Qiongcang's explanation, it was difficult for him to figure out which ones were true and which ones were false.
Looking at the Demon Sword Ten Thousand Arms Demon Lord, Teng Shanhai vaguely remembered that after the Demon Sword was locked by the Taoist Palace Master, it made a whine... was it real or fake? Can swords be used as well?
Looking at Rao Yaoyao again, Teng Shanhai was frightened.
Rao Yaoyao took the initiative to cooperate in sending the Luck Golden Dragon out. She, she, she... is it true? Isn't she one of our own?
And the Dao Palace Master!
The Taoist Palace Master clearly seemed to know all the plans of the opponent. Why didn't he stop it in advance, but cooperated to complete the action? What on earth was he doing?
Will the sky be revealed afterwards?
If it weren’t for the mysterious and unpredictable Dao Qiangtian beforehand, any words would be useless, right?
Demon Emperor Black Dragon was also shocked by Dao Qiongcang's plain words, which aroused waves in his heart.
This naughty little Taoist priest shouldn't be one of our own, so how could he know the plan so well?
But if you are not one of your own, can this kind of "tactic" be guessed by your brain?
The Demon Emperor Black Dragon thought hard to no avail. As soon as his scarlet eyes closed, a cold light flashed in his eyes. It concluded: "Human beings have dirty hearts as expected!"
The corners of Dao Qiongcang's lips turned up, and he continued to twist the seal, and said: "The Eight Masters are here, call him out. If you have the brains to lay out such a plan, the island within the Void Island will not be able to trap you at all."
Demon Emperor Black Dragon was furious: "Are you mocking me?"
"It can be understood this way..." Dao Qiongcang stepped forward, growing lotuses every step of the way.
His fingers were changing the seals, and he said slowly: "You can even interpret it as disdain, ridicule, contempt... Oh, I forgot that your cultural level is not high. To put it simply, I look down on you! "
"Ouch——"
The Demon Emperor's Black Dragon raised its head and roared out with a loud roar. Black dragon's breath appeared in its nose. Its eyes were red and it said angrily: "There is no saint in front of me!"
A spread of hands.
Clang!
The Demonic Sword Ten Thousand Arms Demon Lord, who was bound by the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Array, suddenly erupted with a sonorous sword cry, and then the light chain shattered, and the Demonic Sword flew across and entered the palm of the Demon Emperor's Black Dragon.
"I'll kill you with one sword!"
The Demon Emperor's Black Dragon leaped into the air, raising the Demon Sword high in his hand and about to chop it down.
All the onlookers outside were shocked and never thought that a war was about to break out.
This was the Holy Emperor's attack on the Half-Saint. Looking at the gesture of the Palace Master, he should have been prepared and not be killed by one blow, right?
Rao Yaoyao's heart was also gripped by the sight.
She couldn't understand that in front of the demon emperor Black Dragon, who was famous for his physical body and whose Tianji technique was famous all over the world, how could Dao Qiongcang, who had a relatively weak physical body, dare to step forward and get so close?
Even if there is a trace of the Holy Emperor's remnant on the other side, Dao Qiongtian should not be so supportive...
While he was thinking about it, he saw the phantom of the Holy Thought in the sky stopped moving the Seal Jue with his right hand and moved forward gently.
"Do, do."
Two crisp sounds appeared.
Everyone thought that Dao Qiongcang had already prepared the Heavenly Secret Killing Formation, waiting for the Demon Emperor Black Dragon's sword to strike back.
Unexpectedly, with such a leisurely stroke of Dao Qiongtian, only two bloody objects appeared in front of him.
heart?
And... a dare?
Everyone was stunned and didn't know what he meant.
Dao Qiongcang raised his eyes, smiled and waited for the Demon Emperor Black Dragon to strike down with his sword. He pointed at the two objects in front of him and said as calmly as ever: "This is the 'heart of the bear', and this is the 'guts of the leopard'."
He paused for a moment, watching as the demon sword slashed down and reached his Heavenly Spirit Cap. Then he began to show his sharpness and spoke heavily:
"This saint has given you a bear's heart and a leopard's courage, and I also bet that you won't dare to strike with this sword!"
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PS: April 1st, that’s two years, happy birthday to Xu Xiaoshou~
