The howling wind suddenly stagnated, the billowing dark clouds stood still, and all the sounds in the world seemed to disappear, falling into silence.
Horse head, snake body, fish scales, lion's mane, eagle claws...
The green dragon slowly poked its head out from the clouds and opened its bloody mouth. After a few breaths, the strong wind and rain mixed with the fishy smell blew again. Only then did everyone hear the long roar of the dragon and their own violent tinnitus. .
clang!
The dragon's claw swung down in the air and went straight towards the Zichen Palace.
The restraint bloomed brightly, and although it tried its best to support it, it still inevitably cracked and gradually shattered like a glass vessel.
"Escort the prince and leave first!"
Yan Lin shouted loudly and was about to drag Li Si towards the back of the hall.
Li Si was not moved and still stood where he was. At this time, it was too late to escape. The green dragon claw dug through the restriction, moved downwards, and pushed open the palace dome.
Even if he could leave, it would be impossible for the other princes and princesses to escape.
There is only one way left.
Li Si picked up a piece of black jade tied to his belt with his left hand, pulled out a gold-inlaid jade dagger with his right hand, and stabbed the jade pendant fiercely.
Buzz——
The moment the tip of the dagger crossed the jade pendant, a powerful but unstoppable force burst out from the black jade, turning into a breeze and sweeping across the entire hall.
boom!
With a loud bang, the dragon claw was bounced high and fell back into the dark clouds. The roar of the pain-eating dragon also came from the dark sky.
Li Si stood upright, the ink jade in his hand constantly sending out a light breeze.
A familiar scent. The aura from Lian Xuanxiao.
Yan Lin was stunned for a while, then realized it immediately. This jade pendant was obviously a bequest from the mountain chief and was left to the prince by Emperor Yu as a last resort for self-defense while leaving Beijing.
"Lian Xuanxiao?..."
Gong Jinghao's face was distorted, "The ghost of the old ghost who is so dead that he cannot die is still here!"
"Ahem——"
Ji Xuezhen coughed violently, and the green tile, or dragon scale, in his hand was completely destroyed.
He immediately stretched out his hand to press on the broken left shoulder. A large number of thought threads flew out of his sleeves, pierced into the shoulder section, and tied the blood vessels extremely roughly, forcibly stopping the blood flow.
"Going up to the sky and walking on the abyss, there is no direction in the vertical and horizontal directions, and the way is Linyuan."
The pale-faced Jian Xuezhen stared at the lingering breeze and said quietly: "In the entire Yu Kingdom, I'm afraid there's not a single monk who can break through the jade pendant's protection? No wonder you are so confident, Prince.
However, this jade pendant must have its limitations. Either the time is limited, or the scope is limited, otherwise you would have taken people to explore the situation in the imperial city and try to restore the Chang'an ban. "
Li Si held the black jade in his hand and said nothing, constantly calculating the strength comparison between the two sides in his mind.
Ji Xuezhen was right. The jade pendant left by the mountain chief lasted for about two quarters of an hour. During this period, it could eliminate all telepathy devices, talismans, sword intentions, and even indescribable evil curses directed at the holder.
All attacks under the Linyuan realm cannot penetrate the black jade protection.
If at this moment, Li Si hands the jade pendant to He Siping, or Ren Chao, or Pei Jing, can the latter kill Gong Jing Hao, Ji Xuezhen and others first, or even... slay the dragon.
"Something is wrong."
He Siping on the side stared at the blue dragon, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he warned.
Not only He Siping, but also Pei Jing and others noticed something strange.
The antlers on Canglong's head continued to grow, becoming darker in color, dripping with rancid sewage, and the mane on the dragon's back began to emit the same light dust as the Haotian believers on the ground.
'With horns it is called a dragon, and without horns it is called a Qiu. The size of the dragon's horns symbolizes the dragon's longevity. It grows three feet every hundred years and cannot grow out of thin air. '
Existence is reasonable. Pei Jing did not worry about why the dragons that were long thought to be extinct would reappear. She just recalled the various materials she had read to complete the thesis on zoology in the academy and thought of a possibility.
'Unless, like those Haotian believers, it swallowed the water of Zhanquan, at the expense of burning the soul, overdrawing its potential...'
Those mortal believers who have not studied for a day in the academy and have the Haotian classics in their brains can temporarily have the ability to compete with the monks under the stimulation of Zhanquan.
What will a dragon walking around the world become after drinking the water from Zhan Spring?
"Wuxu, Yichou, Dingwei, Jiazi."
Jixue Zhen quickly spoke out a string of birth dates composed of Ganzhi calendar, raised his one arm high, and opened his palm wide, "Please look back, Mr. Long, to cut off the energy of death."
Hearing the old man's cry, the black dragon suddenly looked back, its dark eyes looking somewhere in the square.
Ren Jian, who was busy killing Haotian's followers and had no time to think about anything else, subconsciously raised his head and looked into Canglong's eyes.
Sudden——
A line of blood appeared out of thin air on Ren Xuan's neck and emerged from the back of his neck.
Ren Xuan's eyes were full of confusion, and he had no idea what was happening. His head, which was mixed with blood and sweat, fell from his neck and hit the ground.
That string of words is exactly his birth date.
"Gengzi, Jichou, Guiwei, Jiazi."
Ji Xuezhen looked forward and shouted again, "Please look back, Mr. Long, to cut off the death energy!"
The face of the Jinwu Guard whose birthday was reported changed wildly, and with a sword dance he forced back the surrounding Haotian believers. At the same time, wind blew under his feet, and he escaped more than ten feet away from the lightning and stone fire, and flew towards the palace.
However, it was still too late.
Canglong glanced over, and the head fell to the ground without any ripples.
Then came the third and fourth people.
Whether it was a dragon clan spirit or a curse, the birth dates of the Jinwu Guards were announced, and their heads fell to the ground one by one. The monks from the Supervisory Department who were wearing bamboo hats and covering their faces were not spared either.
Ji Xuezhen once stayed in the position of the master of Haotian Temple in Chang'an City for more than thirty years, which is equivalent to watching several generations of Chang'an dignitaries and Yu Kingdom monks grow up. In the past, he also had a strong memory and a photographic memory with his extensive knowledge. And famous.
It is not difficult to secretly collect information and write down the birthdays and horoscopes of the Yu Kingdom monks.
Pei Jing felt her cold blood well up and her whole body felt chilly. He had faced life and death dilemmas several times in the past. He could accept that he was out of strength and was killed by the enemy, but he could not accept being executed like this without any dignity and no room for resistance. He would rather die on the charge,
The Canghai Sword came out like the wind, fighting its way through the crowd and rushing straight towards Jie Xuezhen.
However, Ji Xuezhen didn't even look at him. After killing the few monks from the Yu Kingdom who were closest to him, the rest waited for the Free Duke Jing Hao to deal with them.
He looked at the Zichen Palace and shouted: "Gengzi, Renwu, Xinyou, Gengwu. Lord Long, please look back and cut off the death energy!"
The mortals in the palace were already frightened. The young prince whose birthday was announced was filled with fear. He just took two steps back when a line of blood appeared out of thin air on his neck.
winter!
The head fell to the ground, and the headless body swayed and fell down. Splashes of blood were scattered on the hem of Li Si's brocade clothes.
The blood of the emperor's heir is only red.
"Guimao, Yimao, Jiaxu, Yihai. Guimao, Yimao, Wuwu, Bingyin."
The heads of the two princes and princesses flew up one after another, and their skulls rolled around and hit the base of the beams and columns.
"Hand over the prince, or you will all die."
Ji Xuezhen threatened sternly and announced his birth date again, "Wu Shen, Yi Mao, Ding Wei, Gui You."
This string of horoscopes is the birth date of Princess Guanghua, the emperor's and empress's favorite, who is being held by Li Leling.
Without thinking, the prince took two steps sideways and put the piece of black jade into Princess Guanghua's hand.
The blood line appeared out of thin air, but it only had time to pull out less than an inch, slightly slicing the epidermis, without penetrating the entire neck.
It worked. Mo Yu suppressed the dragon clan spirit.
Ji Xuezhen's face was gloomy, and he recited the curse again. This time, without Li Si's reminder, Princess Guanghua had already put Mo Yu into the hand of Li Leling, whose birth date was read out.
"Everyone come closer."
Following Li Si's words, the brothers and sisters came closer, throwing and passing Mo Yu around.
Nothing is always smooth sailing, and there are also closeness and distance between blood relatives. Only the closest people know each other's birthdays clearly, so they need to be reminded consciously.
If you are a little slow, your head will fall to the ground.
"call--"
The young Thirteenth Prince Xu Wang thankfully touched his neck. After hearing the distant voice of Xuezhen, he subconsciously turned his head and looked around his brothers and sisters, and threw the jade pendant in his hand to the person who raised his hand.
Snapped.
Mo Yu was caught and held.
Li Shan, the Ninth Prince of Light, looked at the warm jade pendant in his hand and let out a complex and heavy breath.
He lowered his arms, looked at everyone in the hall calmly, and said calmly: "It's over."
The end of...what?
King Xu, who threw out the jade pendant, had a dull expression on his face, not knowing what his brother was talking about. Outside the main hall, Jie Xuezhen, who had a gloomy face just now, suddenly became quiet and stopped reciting the words.
"End this."
He Siping, who was beside the prince, took a step forward and stood side by side with Li Shan. A satisfied smile appeared on his face, "Thank you, prince, for the jade."
