The black-robed priests tried their best, but they couldn't break through the rock-solid keel wall in front of them. At most, it shook slightly.
Wang Xiaotai stood on the keel wall. She tilted her head and looked at the white bones at her feet, grinning, "The keel wall is interesting, but you seem to have forgotten one thing..."
"Now I am also a member of your dragon clan!
"You protect the descendants of the dragon clan, shouldn't you also protect me?"
Wang Xiaotai stretched out her right hand, her sleeve fell off, and the golden bracelet got stuck on her arm, revealing a small section of her fair and slender arm.
She looked at the pale golden nails on her fingernails, which were Ao Ren's dragon scales.
There was a slight flash of light, and even if the dragon's head was scratched, there wouldn't be any scratches.
I don’t know how Ao Ren maintains the dragon scales.
Wang Xiaotai looked at her finger with satisfaction, and then without hesitation used her finger as a blade, inserted it into her chest, opened her chest, and forcefully opened her fleshy ribs, and wet and sticky blood spurted out.
When Wang Xiaotai took out her hand again, she held a bulging ball of red meat in her palm.
She actually took out her own beating heart!
It was a living dragon heart.
The whole palace was a scarlet red, like a burning flame.
Wang Xiaotai was shaking slightly, obviously in severe pain, but she still gritted her teeth and used the dragon heart in her hand as a guide. She was holding a dragon claw that had just been chopped off and was still beating slightly with muscles. Her eyes turned into golden pupils. The aura around her body surged, and the power of faith poured into her body like a flood. She slightly bent one knee and slapped the dragon's heart on the dragon bone wall with one palm!
On the other side, without words, Changsheng had already seen Wang Xiaotai's purpose. Her expression had never been so cold before. She turned around, walked forward, and pulled Ao Huan out of Xiaoyu's hands without any explanation. , without any mercy, he cut her chest open with one knife and slammed her against the keel wall.
Ao Huan's bloody wound was pressed against the keel wall, soaking the white keel wall with fresh dragon blood.
Xiaoyu was violently knocked aside by Chang Sheng. His lips moved and his fingers were slightly open, but he didn't say anything.
But Ren Changsheng grabbed Ao Huan from behind him.
The dragon bone wall felt the breath of the dragons and opened slightly, revealing a gap that only allowed the dragons to enter.
The Dragon Bone Wall has its own consciousness and wants to bring these two dragon children under its protection.
Wang Xiaotai's face was expressionless, with golden blood stains still stuck to her teeth, and there seemed to be a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, but it was not very obvious.
Without looking back or speaking, she just jumped into the keel wall!
The dragons that had suffered heavy losses in the dragon bone wall were thrown out one by one and were thrown on the ground like garbage.
They are all still in a coma, and their personnel are unknown, obviously they have not yet recovered from the effects of the medicine.
Wang Xiaotai came out bloody from this tiny gap.
She casually grabbed the dragon heart lying on the ground and stuffed it back into her chest. The power of faith was woven finely into the flesh and blood, and the flesh buds rippled, quickly filling the terrible wound.
The keel wall has become an empty shell.
The sacrifices of these old dragons, the Dragon King of Dongting and the Dragon Queen of the East China Sea, turned out to be in vain.
Wang Xiaotai sat down on the dragon bone wall, swallowed a few pills, and looked down at the young dragons on the ground who didn't know whether they were alive or dead. There were even very young children among them. Wang Xiaotai was indifferent and said lightly, " The word "kill".
In the shattered dragon palace, bones were white and flesh and blood were flying everywhere.
Mortals sharpen their swords and raise their swords to the dragon.
This is the Abi Hell of the Dragon Clan.
"Xiao Moss, I'm here."
Behind her, a hand was placed on Wang Xiaotai's back, sending spiritual power to her, "These...are these what you want me to see?"
There are only two of them left among the Jinghe survivors. Of course, Wang Xiaotai will invite Wang Fuyao to such a feast.
Wang Fuyao looked pale and resisted the desire to vomit. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the blood vessels in her neck bulged slightly and kept beating.
The massacre before her eyes was too much for her to accept.
In her impression, revenge should be just a matter of one sword stroke.
Such a long slaughter would harm not only the dragon clan, but also Wang Xiaotai herself.
"When will the injustice be repaid, Xiaomo..."
Wang Xiaotai kicked off her shoes that were soaked in dragon's blood. The arch of her foot was slightly raised, with narrow light cyan blood vessels hidden under the skin, and her toes were as moist as peeled lychees.
She shook her feet, "That's why I have to eradicate the roots.
"If I was afraid of karma, I wouldn't be where I am today.
"When is the time to repay grievances? Why don't you go talk to them and advise them not to come to seek my life? Also, please advise those fools. When is the time to repay grievances? If you become a ghost after death, don't come to me for revenge!"
Wang Xiaotai patted the keel wall under her butt, and then shouted to the black-robed priests who were busy working below, "Take out their spines, find someone who can make immortal weapons, and use the keel bones to make a whip for me." !”
Wang Xiaomo then asked Wang Fuyao if he had seen the palace in Qiantang and if he had seen the strict electric light cage.
Wang Fuyao shook his head. After seeing that Wang Xiaotai had recovered, he withdrew his hand, put down the Heaven-Destroying Sword, and sat next to her.
Wang Xiaotai sneered and pointed in the direction of Qiantang Palace, "I just realized that Qiantang turned out to be a lunatic. Since they didn't tie up this lunatic, of course they have to pay for it."
"Is our revenge...over?" Wang Fuyao looked at the corpses here.
"The end?" Wang Xiaotai sighed, "Oh, it's you who doesn't understand or I who don't understand, Fuyao.
"For those immortals who have gone through tribulations, is there such a thing as death? Even if they die, they can still go through tribulations successfully. After surviving the tribulation, they can still reach another level!"
It was never just Qiantang who was wrong!
But the entire heaven!
How could someone with so much power be a madman!
Wang Fuyao paused for a long time. She didn't dare to think carefully about the meaning of Wang Xiaotai's words. Behind those words was more blood and killing. The price of doing so was too high.
"What do you mean? Xiao Tai, can you tell me what you want to do?"
Wang Xiaotai shook her feet and looked down at the carnage on the ground. The black-robed priests peeled off the dragon's scales, dug out the dragon's heart and liver, took out the dragon's marrow, cut off the dragon's head, and set up a refining furnace in the palace. , everything that could be eaten and used was taken out, and the remaining parts were thrown into the burning alchemy furnace.
"For revenge, for survival, Fuyao, I could have just said these words to you. After saying this, you will definitely forgive me.
“But I don’t need your forgiveness now, I didn’t need it before, I don’t need it now, and I won’t need it in the future.
"Revenge...to this day, I am not just for revenge.
"Fuyao, I really, really like these."
Wang Fuyao suspected that she heard wrongly. She blinked and asked, "What?"
Wang Xiaotai raised her head, and her black hair fell down as softly as silk, falling on the side of her face.
Her eyelashes were slightly raised, her blood-stained appearance was as strange as a poison, and she said slowly: "Fear, I like their fearful look.
"I like to see those gods who are high above, crushing mortals like ants, crying and begging under my feet, like a bereaved dog, even more embarrassed than a bereaved dog.
"They play with the fate of mortals, and I play with their fate, Fuyao, I like these things.
“And it turns out, I did pretty well.
"I've had enough of the weak and the strong in their mouths. They are just swinging their swords at the weaker. We are all cowards, why do we talk so nice.
"In the past, they were stronger than us, and they wanted to eat us. Now that the offense and defense have changed, and I am stronger than them, do I have to be hypocritical and merciful to let them go?
“If it were you, you would.
"But I don't want to, I want to retaliate, I want to retaliate, tooth for tooth, blood for blood.
“Only in this way can I be happy; only in this way can I feel that I am truly alive.
"Don't ask me why I did it. I'm just like them. The point is never why, but that I can do it."
Perhaps because she was in a happy mood, Wang Xiaotai rarely opened her heart to Wang Fuyao and said some crazy words that should not be heard and would be struck by lightning as soon as she said them.
Wang Fuyao suddenly jumped off the dragon bone wall with the Heaven-Destroying Sword. He protected a little dragon girl who suddenly woke up and cried for some reason behind him, and drew his sword to confront the black-robed priests around him.
"This is still a child! I can take him with me and I will educate her! He will not cause harm to the world!"
Judging from the figure of the child, he was only a seven or eight-year-old child from the human race at best.
Wang Xiaotai sneered, "You idiot, it seems that what you just said was in vain."
Maybe he who just told Wang Fuyao this was also a fool.
There are a lot of fools in this world.
She also jumped off the dragon bone wall and walked barefoot in the fleshy and muddy hall, "Child?"
"This is not a child. The way you look at her, she wants to chop me up! Eat my flesh and sleep on my skin!
"This is not a child, this is a three-hundred-year-old dragon! This is the root that needs to be eradicated!
"Why do you think Ao Shun, Ao Ren, these dragons died? It's because they think I'm a child!
"I know this kind of person, so she must die."
Wang Fuyao still wanted to persist, "At least let her live. She can be reincarnated in the next life. Once the hell is over, she may not remember it after reincarnation..."
Wang Xiaotai looked at the trembling body of the child hiding in Wang Fuyao's arms, and then looked at the child's eyes that were filled with tears, and said softly, "No, she will remember it, no matter how many years or reincarnations there are. , she will turn into a dragon again to kill me.
"That kind of fate... is so pitiful..."
Wang Xiaotai raised her hand, touched the child's head, broke her young and slender neck without hesitation, killed the 'child' herself, and threw the little dragon girl's body into the alchemy furnace nearby.
The hot blood spilled onto Wang Fuyao's snow-white skirt, staining it blood red.
"Xiao Tai, do you have a dusty heart? You shouldn't be such a crazy, desperate person..."
"Tao heart?" Wang Xiaotai smiled, "My Tao heart is to slay dragons!"
"Do you think I'm crazy?" Wang Xiaotai tilted her head and stared into Wang Fuyao's eyes. Her pupils were like deep vortices with spider patterns, like bottomless black holes, indifferent, which was completely contrary to the other person in front of others. A dark face.
"Fuyao, you are wrong. There are only madmen and mad dragons in this world. How can there be crazy gods?
"I am about to ascend to godhood, and Heaven recognizes it. How can I be a madman?
"You are still too naive, Fuyao."
Newcomers looking at Wang Xiaotai may think that she is crazy, paranoid, angry, and unreasonable.
But none of this mattered to her.
What she fears most is that they say she is powerless and her success is on the verge of failure.
At this moment, Wang Xiaotai is like an arrow that has been shot. It can only fall halfway, but there is no way back.
Something is a little weird today, I can’t see many comments….
In the next chapter, Xiao Moss has a very... "nervous" scene, although now I think it's just mediocre, hahaha.
Summer is here, and air conditioning is my life….
