The battlefield at the edge of the world that determines the future.
The war is in full swing, and I don’t know when a glimmer of light appears in the distant sky. Perhaps it is a sign of something. No matter how long the darkness is, there will always be light...
The old soldiers will always be waiting, waiting for the fateful battle to determine the final winner.
Suddenly, a fierce general beat a war drum made of the skin of a vicious beast.
More war drums were beaten, and the rumble of the drums dispersed the rain and fog, and the sound of the drums reached directly to the sky.
Gradually, the vicissitudes of the old army officers and soldiers beat the thick shields with their swords in unison. The sound of jingles and drums brought morale to the brave men who guarded the ancient times. The will of the old army broke through the suppression of the high-level immortal gods. Although the general is in a humble position, he does not dare to forget the worries of the world.
Some soldiers roared, their faces turned red and they yelled with all their strength. The roars became louder and louder!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
As if foreshadowing something, the immortals and Xiao became increasingly uneasy.
In the murderous and extreme weather, every time the two figures who control thunder and lightning encounter each other, they will detonate thunder balls, and the pressure and chaos of dragon roars will sweep everything.
The activation of thunder and lightning has reached the extreme level of terror.
The gods of the Thunder and Lightning Department of the old army looked at the lightning and thunder in the surrounding airspace in horror. They felt that the thunder and lightning they were familiar with were no longer under their control. The control of thunder and lightning energy was taken away. The gods and generals of other wind and rain departments also felt a deep sense of powerlessness. .
While panicking, he gained a deeper understanding of the ancient beasts of the Dragon Clan.
At this time Xiao was also deeply frightened.
It discovered one thing: its ability to control wind, rain, thunder and lightning seemed to be inferior to that of White Dragon...
Although he can control wind, rain, thunder and lightning every time, he is always slightly inferior to Bailong. As time goes by, this feeling becomes stronger. It is unclear whether it is the effect of his royal blood or his own psychology.
Bai Yujun has not forgotten the rules of survival he learned as a child, and his ferocity when he starts fighting is the most ruthless on the scene.
Manipulating thunder and lightning to the extreme, Danfeng's beautiful eyes are getting brighter and brighter.
The marksmanship is domineering, quick, accurate and ruthless.
The fighting style is as erratic as ever.
He can use his sword skills at any time and use his sword skills to control the dragon gun to move around to increase the pressure on Xiao. He can either use paper umbrellas or fists and kicks to gain the upper hand with the ability to look into the future, and the more he fights, the more violent he becomes.
If Old Huixian were here, he would definitely feel sad for the immortals and Xiao, and the old monk would see more.
Slowly, Xiao also noticed something, that feeling once...
When Bai Yujun once again jumped up and down, the expression on his face seemed a little inexplicably familiar.
Xiao's heart trembled, and Bai Yujun spoke with trembling fingers.
"The Emperor's Will...you...you have the Emperor's Luck to protect you! It's impossible...!"
In an instant, all the immortal kings and the immortals above the true immortal level were shocked. They were as shocked and speechless as before when they learned about Bai Long's origin. Their eyes looking at the slender figure became complicated. Even Erlang Shen looked at Bai Yu with a solemn expression. Jun, I can’t guess what I’m thinking.
After Xiao Xiao's reminder, Bai Long indeed had a kind of majestic power about him.
That indescribable feeling was masked by the momentum of Kunlun Dragon Veins, but if you look carefully, you can find the imperial meaning in it.
The immortal kings looked at Bai Yujun with murderous eyes.
And Xiao is getting more and more uneasy.
Bai Yujun held the dragon gun in the air and glanced around, full of power, with the dragon-shaped Qi Luck behind him holding his head high.
At this time, Bai didn't mind letting Xiao take a few more breaths, as his defeat was already doomed.
Wiping the dragon's blood from the corner of his mouth, he spoke calmly.
"The Emperor's Luck Protects the Body? Yes, it is indeed the Emperor's power. What? Don't you agree?"
It was basically certain, because Bai Yujun's imperial power was completely released, mixed with Long's power and pressing in all directions, without any intention of covering up.
Dazzling electric snakes continued to fall from the sky, becoming Bai Yujun's background.
His eyes swept across the crowd and several angry immortal monarchs.
The deafening roar of thunder and lightning seemed to contain Bai Yujun's angry will.
"At the beginning, Benlong just wanted to live quietly, go to different places to see different scenery, do some small business to make a little money, and live his own life."
After saying that, he raised his dragon spear and pointed it at Xiao and several immortal kings. He gritted his teeth and yelled with a hoarse voice.
"It's you!"
"It's you who pushed me step by step to get where I am today!"
"How did this dragon ever offend you? It was your endless designs to frame me!"
Xiao Xiao and the other Immortal Lords did not have much emotional change, and they only focused on Bai Yujun's mysterious luck.
After all, it is natural for them to design the weak.
Moubai's emotions, which had been suppressed for thousands of years, broke out. The moment his cultivation level improved, he was destined to have the capital to lose his temper. When he was stimulated by the noise, he simply pointed at these immortal world bosses and yelled.
"You colluded with the demons and even bowed to the demons! What qualifications do you have to compete for the throne with your dirty and despicable behavior! Since you can all compete for the throne, why can't I?"
In one sentence, the fig leaf of each fairyland was torn off.
"Be bold!"
"The demon dragon must stop speaking arrogantly!"
"This is nonsense! Ridiculous..."
The faces of the Immortal Lords were ugly, and the True Immortals of the Immortal Realm were furious and cursed.
Bai Yujun caused the thunder of the gods to roar, with an indifferent expression. He raised his head and proudly glanced at the young people, and the disdain in his eyes stung the immortal kings who were pretending to be calm.
"You are ignorant and know nothing about the throne."
Shake the dragon spear hard.
"Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed!"
After saying that, not bothering to listen to their nonsense, he harnessed the thunder and lightning to kill Xiang Xiao again. One sentence seemed to determine the future outcome of the immortal kings.
Looking back at the prehistoric times, the ownership of the throne involves more than just strength, and is far from as simple as it seems.
This time, Xiao suddenly wanted to run away. Regardless of the emperor's luck or the prophecy, it predicted some kind of bad ending. The beast instinctively sensed the sense of crisis, but the white dragon's killing move forced it to escape.
The dawn in the distant sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the dark red flame of the sun is getting lower and lower...
Bai Yujun is very busy and has more important things to do.
Watching the future to gain the upper hand, his fists and feet continued to hit Xiao's body hard, the dragon's tail bone spurs were ferocious, suppressing Xiao fiercely and violently.
Xiao Xiao was completely frightened.
In its eyes, the white dragon in the dazzling light of thunder and lightning turned into that aloof being.
It was as if he saw Emperor Longting looking down at him, unable to resist.
The fists kept falling on the face, chest, waist and abdomen, and the huge force caused severe pain after hitting the body. Although he would occasionally fight back, hitting the white dragon armor and dragon head, the number of successful counterattacks was too few, and the magical power that could see the future was embarrassing. Called no solution.
Xiao received another heavy punch on the cheek, which made him dizzy.
In a daze, the scene in front of me seems to have returned to the ancient times a long time ago. The sky is full of divine birds and ferocious birds, the land is full of divine beasts and ferocious beasts, and there are countless giant beasts in the sea. Countless dragons and dragons follow the dragon ancestors to conquer all directions. The golden-red setting sun illuminates the battlefield, bathing in blood. The fighting dragon clan roared.
The Dragon Court was established to pacify the world, thousands of tribes came to court, and the shrine towered high above.
It was a passionate and wild time.
Xiao Xiao recalled a lot in just a short moment, but what he didn't know was that the former Emperor Longting was right in front of him...
Bai Yujun knew and saw that the familiar and gentle figure was always by his side.
Then, Bai Yujun saw her condensing a dragon spear that was exactly the same as hers, and using a powerful and domineering posture to perform moves one by one. Seeing this, Bai Yujun synchronized with those moves.
Looking at Bai Yujun with loving eyes, accompanying her for a long time.
With a smile on her lips, she taught martial arts carefully. At this moment, Bai Yujun felt as if the dragon spear in her hand came alive.
The long sharp blade stabbed Xiao continuously.
Xiao only felt that the white dragon in front of him seemed to be a little different. He was more precise in finding loopholes. Before, he was controlled by him in two or three steps. Now he has even controlled it to ten steps and a hundred steps. His counterattack is becoming increasingly slim. In a life-and-death crisis, he can only Can work like crazy.
The sharp blade went straight to his heart again, with murderous intent. All Xiao could do was to use all his strength to grab the gun blade with both hands!
"You can't kill me!"
He wanted to shout to eliminate the fear, but found that Bailong let go of the dragon gun.
Bai Yujun burst out with a sudden acceleration that he had planned for a long time. The barrel of the dragon gun slid in front of Xiao. When the scene stopped, the gods and gods found that Xiao's body was pierced by some kind of weapon, but Bai Long was still holding the weapon. A strange weapon, like a spear and a crossbow.
The battlefield is once again dead silent, the victory or defeat is decided.
Immortal Lord Cenhe sighed helplessly.
Maybe he felt that the emperor's luck and protection were truly extraordinary, or maybe he felt sorry for Xiao's ending.
After forcing Monkey and Gan Wu back, they found an opportunity to quickly sweep away the real immortals of their own immortal realm, and went to support several immortal allies who were almost out of breath after being suppressed by Erlang Shen.
Xiao felt that his whole body was losing strength rapidly and his body temperature dropped rapidly.
"This...what is this..."
It doesn't remember that there are such magical weapons in the prehistoric immortal world.
Bai Yujun let go of the dragon-hunting crossbow and slowly grabbed the dragon spear again, with an indifferent expression.
"The arrows of the Dragon Hunting Crossbow were made by mortals in the small world and improved by me."
"Mortal...mortal hahaha cough cough..."
Xiao feels very ironic.
The gods who had dominated the ancient world for countless years were severely damaged by mere mortal artifacts, with rough workmanship, cheap mortal iron, and even no exquisite decorations.
The dragon-hunting crossbow could not withstand the violent energy and gradually collapsed and dissipated.
Bai Yujun raised the dragon spear high and stabbed fiercely. The sharp blade penetrated Xiao's dragon heart again. Holding the dragon spear, he pushed Xiao down from the sky quickly. He smashed several glaciers one after another with a rumble. Ice fragments shot out and flew around. After landing, He slid far into the icy water before he came to a stop.
Lying in the icy water, Xiao raised his head powerlessly, and the cold rain falling from the sky hit his face. He knew that his power was rapidly draining away to the world, and his injuries were irreversible.
I think of the old dragon who made predictions. His deduction skills were really accurate.
The hunt that was originally full of confidence ended up costing him his own life.
"White Dragon, kill me. It is my honor to die in the hands of the emperor's daughter..."
The rain was pouring and the storm was whimpering, and everything was white.
Bai Yujun, who was covered in broken armor, looked at Xiao, who was rapidly losing his divinity, and just watched quietly. The snow-white dragon's tail hung in the ice water, and the rainwater flowed along the edge of the helmet, washing away the bright red dragon's blood on the armor.
Looking from Xiao Yan's eyes lying in the ice water, Bai Yujun standing in front of him looked very tall.
The snow-white huge dragon horns are high and full of majesty.
"Let's do it... Hehe, you won, you should kill the loser..."
The rain was still falling, and Bai Yujun still stared at Xiao without saying a word.
Just stood there quietly.
"Kill me...! Do it!"
No matter how much he yelled and cursed, he still refused to take action. Xiao really wished that Bailong would take action instead of like this. The feeling of lying on the ground waiting for death was really bad, like an animal whose throat was cut and left to die.
For a long time, Bai Yujun lowered his head and looked at Xiao before finally speaking.
"I will not kill you, nor will I let you go. You will spend the rest of your life in a prison."
Xiao Wenyan was stunned for a moment, and then turned pale in panic.
"No... kill me! I beg you to kill me! Or send me to the dragon-slaying stage... Demonic dragon! The remnant! Kill me..."
Bai Yujun was too lazy to say another word.
With a wave of his hand, the ice water quickly solidified into ice and sank downward into the darkness.
