On the dragon-slaying platform, Jin Nanjing stood proudly in the clouds in a golden armor. He watched coldly as the huge red dragon in the dragon-slaying platform struggled hard and refused to let the executioner next to him tie the immortal rope around him. The movement was so big that several immortals were thrown away several feet by it.
"I am the Dragon King of Qiantang! Even if I am being tortured, how dare you bind me!" Qiantang's body is as red as blood, the dragon scales are stretched out, the sky is angry, and even the clouds on the dragon platform are thundering because of the dragon's anger. , the rumbling thunder that gathered near the Dragon-Cutting Platform seemed to split the world in half.
Jin Nanjing sneered. He dared to provoke Jin Nanjing on the dragon-slaying platform. He was really overestimating his abilities.
Jin Nanjing took out his weapon from the void, which was a sharp knife and trident. Jin Nan could not stand in shock. He just stood firmly on the cloud and threw the halberd as a spear. The trident let out a roar. The clouds swooped down at high speed and directly dug into the heart of the dragon on the Qiantang on the Dragon Platform.
It is said that dragon scales are hard and invulnerable, but Jin Nanjing himself is a god of war. Under his sharp knife and trident, the dragon scales of the dragon tribe are nothing.
Qiantang's eyes were about to burst, but he couldn't bear the severe pain. He raised his head and let out a roar of dragons. The roar of dragons resounded through the sky. Wind surged in the sky, lightning shuttled between the clouds, and a muffled thunder exploded, gouging out a corner of the dragon platform. broken.
Jin Nan was shocked in the clouds and recalled his sharp trident. There was a huge heart hanging on the trident, which was the dragon's heart. There were several dragon scales on the dragon's heart, one of which was shining with colorful light. It was the reverse scale of a dragon. It was the strongest and most deadly part of the dragon's body. Jin Nan was struck with a surprise.
This piece of dragon scale could lead to the pursuit of the entire dragon clan, but Jin Nan's face did not change in shock, and he put Ni Lin and Dragon Heart away.
As if sensing that the dragon's heart was being gouged out, all the beasts on the human world below the dragon-gouging platform were lying on the ground, wailing and wailing.
Tigers, leopards, and jackals jumped out of the mountains one after another, standing on the cliffs and howling endlessly. Hare and field mice fell to the ground with their livers broken, and goats and deer smacked their horns wildly and died after their horns were broken.
The dragon is the head of all spirits. The passing of a dragon brings sorrow to the whole world.
Jin Nan's eyesight was extremely far-reaching, so he naturally knew that all the beasts in the human world were in miserable condition. He smiled disdainfully and looked at the warm dragon heart that had just been gouged out from the palm of his hand. The dragon's heart shrank and seemed to be still alive. It is beating, and at any time it can emit a dragon roar that shakes the world.
As the dragon's heart was broken, the sky clouds suddenly changed, and a transparent and red dragon soul howled out of the broken body, penetrated into the lightning and thunder clouds, and soared in the dense clouds and thick rain that kept flashing. He also roared angrily at Jin Nanjing who had pierced the dragon's heart, baring his teeth and claws for revenge.
Jin Nan waved his arm in surprise, and a ray of golden light hit Qiantang's soul. Qiantang was instantly involved in the strong wind of the dragon platform, and fell into the world, never to be seen again.
The Dragon King of Qiantang experienced calamity.
On the dragon-slaying stage, other immortal envoys saw that Jin Nan had already taken away the dragon's heart, and the dragon king's soul had also left the body. At this time, the dragon was just a corpse, but the immortal envoys still did not dare to relax. The Immortal Binding Rope quietly tied up Qiantang's dragon body, wrapping it around and around. After confirming that Qiantang was no longer able to fight back, a little immortal climbed up to the top of Qiantang's red dragon god, concentrated his hands, and crushed them with both hands. The eyes and head of the majestic Dragon King of Qiantang were seen, and dragon blood flowed all over the ground. Dragon blood was already extremely rare in normal times, but today no one cared about the dragon blood flowing all over the ground.
The little immortal jumped directly into Qiantang's brain from Qiantang's broken eye socket, and drank the snow-white brain of Qiantang Dragon King in large gulps. The remaining immortals were not to be outdone. Some followed him and jumped into the borneol brain to drink the brain. Following the wound on Jin Nanjing's trident, they penetrated through the dragon's heart to drink the dragon's blood and eat the dragon's meat. They swarmed up like hyenas and greedily ate the dragon king's body.
"Keep the dragon liver for me. After eating, wash the dragon liver with Tianhe water, cut it into slices, make some dragon blood sauce, and send them to the Queen of Heaven Palace together." Jin Nan looked at this cruel scene with a surprised smile. A bloody scene, "I haven't eaten dragon liver for many years. This time it's a dragon king of the Ao family. It's rare, rare."
Dragon liver and phoenix marrow. I had already eaten dragon liver and didn’t know when I could eat phoenix marrow again. Jin Nan licked his lips in surprise.
Jin Nan was shocked to see the gloomy skeleton of the Qiantang dragon gradually revealed on the dragon-cutting platform. He looked at it coldly for a while, then turned and left without taking a single cloud with him.
The immortal envoys on the stage were relieved when they saw Jin Nanjing leave. They knew that everything that happened on the dragon-slaying stage today would be covered up tightly by Jin Nanjing, and even the dragon clan who valued blood the most would not know about it. Something happened here. Not only Jin Nanjing, but also all the people with interests would cover up what happened here.
If the Dragon Clan wants to ask, just say that the Dragon King of Qiantang struggled too hard, and the whole dragon rolled down the Dragon Cultivation Platform, leaving no bones. The Dragon Clan is surrounded by layers of barriers, and the heavenly secrets are blocking it. I’m sorry that the Dragon Clan has nothing to say. explain.
"You idiot, why are you drinking dragon's blood!" An older emissary slapped the young emissary on the head, "A mouthful of blood is worth five hundred years, a mouthful of meat is worth a thousand years, and dragon marrow is even more rare. We have no share of the treasure, dragon liver. The most valuable thing here today is dragon blood! Hurry up and eat more meat! After you finish eating, take the bones back to the cave to make soup."
The young immortal raised his face from the dragon's blood with a sticky face. Hearing the instructions from the immortal, he subconsciously swallowed the remaining dragon's blood into his stomach and murmured, "It tastes so good." No, I'm just afraid that I won't have the opportunity to drink again..."
Another immortal envoy took time out of his busy schedule and rolled his eyes while chewing raw dragon meat, "This Qiantang committed a heinous crime and killed 600,000 people! If you want to atone for your sins in the Sea of Samsara, I don't know how to do it." How many lives have passed! We have plenty of opportunities!"
"Back then, Nezha killed the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. The Dragon King of the East China Sea took pity on his son and personally sent him to the Sea of Samsara to endure tribulations. He only hoped that one day his precious son would be able to recover his dragon body, and also gave our general a heavy gift. "The immortal envoy said with a smile, "The old father looked very pitiful when he begged, but he didn't know that a loving father is a loser. The third prince had sinned so much that he had to go through ten tribulations in the human world before he could wash away his sins and cast himself into the body of a dragon. , the third prince has gone through ten lives, so we followed the general and ate the dragon meat from ten lives, the taste was awesome."
The immortal envoy smacked his lips and ate the meat from Qiantang, recalling the taste of the Third Prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. His eyes were filled with memories and endless aftertaste.
Another immortal envoy retorted, "The dragon king in the sea smells much fishier than the Qiantang Dragon King. I think the meat of the Qiantang Dragon King is more fragrant, crystal clear, and has no smell. It is really top quality."
The two immortal envoys stuffed the meat into their mouths and started pinching it. The people on the side didn't even bother to look, and just ate the dragon meat and bones in their mouths. At first, they just They can pinch out the meat from those wounds and eat it. Now each of them holds a piece of dragon scale in their hand. The dragon scale can cut the dragon skin and carve out the crystal clear dragon meat.
The little fairy asked quietly, "Is there still a chance to have another meal?"
The elder immortal envoy smiled slightly and said, "When you are thrown into the Sea of Reincarnation and go through tribulations in the mortal world, you will naturally have various identities, but when you return to the Sea of Reincarnation at the Dragon Expelling Platform, no matter you are an immortal or a god, you will return to your original state. Dragons are no exception."
"We are all little immortals with little incense. Now we can live a few more years with General Jin by eating dragon meat and drinking dragon blood. When we get to the lower realm, we should do more good deeds, find more believers, and eat more incense. That is the right way. ." The immortal envoy had his face covered with minced meat and dragon blood. He grinned a kind and gentle smile, patted the young junior on the shoulder, and handed him a piece of more tender pink dragon meat, "Here, have a taste. This piece is more tender.”
The white fairy robe was stained with dragon blood, and the dragon's blood dyed the entire Dragon-Cutting Platform red. A winding river of blood gathered under everyone's feet, flowing down the Dragon-Cutting Platform to the heaven and dripping into the world.
The dragon king died, and the dragon clan was furious. At this moment, the whole world was in turmoil, and there was heavy rain, but there were still bloodthirsty beasts who keenly smelled the smell of dragon blood, and braved the heavy rain to come out in droves, greedily absorbing the blood that fell from the sky, and a mouthful of dragon blood was five For hundreds of years, the beasts that licked the dragon's blood along with the rain instantly transformed into shapes. Some turned into monsters, and some turned into demons. Among them was a weasel tied to a tree and laughing maniacally at the sky.
"Heaven help me! Heaven help me! Hahahahaha!"
On the dragon platform, the execution of bone and skin removal was completed.
The eyes of the Dragon King of Qiantang had long been crushed out by the immortals. Only the skeleton was left on the ground where the dragon's head had been eaten away. The two large black holes on the skeleton stared blankly at the sky, and a drop of blood slipped from its empty black eye socket. , like tears.
