Although the dragon clan left Bai Yujing in panic, they had many eyes and ears in the world, so they naturally knew that Fuyao Empress Xiao Tai was willing to become a goddess in the underworld, destroy herself, and crush her own godhead.
No one killed her, but she killed herself.
But how can this solve the hatred in the hearts of the Dragon Clan?
Several dragons who caught Wang Xiaotai's aura swayed, transformed into their original forms, and rushed towards the weak god in the underworld.
The Dragon Clan powerfully breaks the boundary between the Netherworld and the human world. The eternal breath blows from the human world into the Netherworld, and layers of waves crashing against the shore appear in the underworld.
A huge golden dragon head probed into the netherworld from the human world, with an indifferent expression, looking down at Wang Xiaotai who was standing in the center of the underworld, in the process of falling angel, dispersing his godhead and sending 600,000 souls to reincarnation again.
The giant dragon roared with its mouth open, its sound was like thunder, and it unleashed terrifying pressure on Wang Xiaotai below.
The dragon's roar was low, and it was like a hurricane when it fell in Huangquan. There seemed to be countless dragons roaring and wailing in the wind.
The aura around Wang Xiaotai was chaotic, the wind was dancing wildly, blowing the hem of her clothes and broken hair, and the hot dragon's breath was sprayed in the direction of Wang Xiaotai, sweeping everything in an instant, with the power and power that annihilated everything.
Of course Wang Xiaotai felt the fluctuations of heaven and earth coming from the distance. She even clearly sensed the angry hostility and murderous intent from the Dragon Clan. She blinked her eyes, let go of her hand, and let go of the soul fragment in her hand.
The water of the underworld is rolling and shaking, and a battle is imminent.
But Wang Xiaotai couldn't turn back to face the enemy. The golden heart she was holding tightly in her hands was broken, and the soul fragments of 600,000 people were still being released from the divine power in the heart. She herself could withstand the dragon flames. Fever, but these already weak souls cannot withstand any setbacks.
Wang Xiaotai frowned and made the fastest reaction she could make now. She turned her back to the dragons who were chasing them to Huangquan, and used her body to block the surging attacks.
At the same time, a huge golden goddess statue detached from her body, turned its back to Wang Xiaotai, made a seal, flicked the beads, and faced the attack from the dragon clan!
As the light and shadow flowed, the pure vitality of heaven and earth rippled in the underworld. The golden goddess statue collided with the dragon clan countless times. It was unknown how many attacks were blocked by Wang Xiaotai and the soul fragments in the underworld. The golden goddess statue was originally shining with golden light. , the brilliant golden goddess dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There were several scratches on the body of the golden goddess statue, which looked like they were corroded by rust. The whole statue flickered, flickering on and off, as if it was about to disintegrate.
Wang Xiaotai groaned, swallowed the blood that rushed to the tip of his tongue, and continued to send the wronged souls to reincarnation with the divine power in his hands. The water of the Yellow Spring in the Nether Palace rose to the sky, and the Ten-hole King of Hell remained silent like all the gods in the sky. Only those low-level The ghost ghosts are busy guiding these souls to re-enter reincarnation as soon as possible.
Mrs. Meng directly set up hundreds of soup pots and turned up the firepower, just to quickly reincarnate these innocent souls who should have entered the netherworld long ago. The bull-headed and horse-faced people are also concentrated here today, and they are constantly guiding the innocent souls of the past.
They are humble and do not have the ability to fight against the golden dragon. They are unable to lend a helping hand to Wang Xiaotai who is in danger. All they can do is to perform their duties and prevent these 600,000 wronged souls from dying in vain again.
The golden dragon looked down at Wang Xiaotai, who had his back turned to it and his back straight. There was a look of ridicule, contempt and disdain in his huge eyes. A mere mortal who was about to become an angel actually dared to be so arrogant!
These dragons who are chasing are all old dragons among the dragons. Ever since they learned about Bai Yujing’s dark transaction in the Heavenly Court, the Dragon King of the East China Sea quickly returned to the East China Sea with the descendants of the dragons. From today on, all the dragons will be in seclusion, hiding their whereabouts, and will not come back to the world. .
As for the time of retreat?
The Dragon King of the East China Sea gritted his teeth and said "Ten Thousand Years".
This is the judgment of the leader of the Dragon Clan on the current situation. From now on, regardless of Si Yu, Sifeng, or the changes in the world, the Dragon Clan’s first priority is to preserve itself. The duties of being a Shui Clan will be handed over to other Shui Tribes. The Dragon Clan will no longer personally control the rain. The dragon clan returned to their homeland and secluded themselves for thousands of years to protect themselves.
Of course, there are more dangers in this world than Wang Xiaotai, but Wang Xiaotai is not enough to make the Dragon Clan stay in seclusion. Those gods who stand high above and raise their butcher's knives on the dragon-killing platform are the beings that make the dragon clan fear them.
They had already secretly eaten dragon meat before it was revealed. Now that it is disclosed, will they restrain themselves?
The Dragon King of the East China Sea doesn't think so. The wind of greed has risen and no one can stop it.
The Dragon Clan does not have the strength to compete with the gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
After today, there will be no dragons in the world.
But how can the other dragon clan be willing to do so?
Several old dragons deliberately chased Netherworld before going into seclusion. They wanted to tear off all the fig leaves, make the dragon clan a laughing stock, and put Fuyao Empress Xiao Tai to death as she became the dinner of the gods.
If she doesn't die, who will extinguish the dragon clan's fire? Calm down the dragon clan's overwhelming anger?
The golden dragons remained absolutely indifferent, their bodies completely broke out of the netherworld, and they breathed out their dragon breath again towards Wang Xiaotai underneath.
The dragon's head breathes out bursts of golden sand.
The golden light condenses into billions of debris and falls towards the underworld, like a river of sand. Each grain of sand contains the infinite pressure of the Dragon Clan that has been stored for thousands of years!
Those gravels condensed by golden light contained supreme pressure, but when they fell on Huangquan, they did not burn or explode. Instead, they were blown everywhere by the wind like real sand.
The gravel fell on the body of the bull-headed horse face without causing any harm. It was light and effortless.
But when these gravels fell on the golden goddess statue behind Wang Xiaotai, these gravels were like cutting with a knife, instantly penetrating the golden goddess statue, accurately falling on Wang Xiaotai, and then easily penetrated Wang Xiaotai and His body was not thick, and when he saw that the grain of sand was about to touch the pale soul in front of him, Wang Xiaotai stretched out his hand and grabbed the grain of sand.
'ah--'
There was a burning pain in the palm of her hand. This kind of pain went straight to her soul, as if her soul was on fire. Wang Xiaotai let go of her hand subconsciously, wanting to put down this small grain of sand, but this As soon as the gravel left Wang Xiaomo's palm, it immediately swayed and floated towards those pale souls. Wang Xiaomo reached out again and grabbed the grain of sand with his bloody palm.
In Wang Xiaomo's palm, the golden eyes bulged out again. He blinked, as if he was not willing to accept the grain of sand, but Wang Xiaomo directly used his eyes to form a formation to trap the golden gravel in his hand.
Severe pain came again, Wang Xiaotai looked up to the sky and screamed, his face suddenly turned pale, and he looked extremely painful.
She tried to transfer the grain of sand to other places, but the teleportation formation was completely ineffective. Wang Xiaotai tried to summon the strong wind, but the gravel looked light and fluttering, but was completely unaffected by the wind spell and fell according to its own trajectory. .
It seems that this is also the secret method of the Dragon Clan.
Behind her, ten thousand or ten million grains of golden gravel were swaying towards her.
Wang Xiaotai saw those golden gravels, and the grain of sand in her palm was still stirring. She could foresee the fate of being hit by these golden gravels if she didn't avoid it, but she did not flinch, and she put away her shield. Behind the golden goddess statue, the other hand accelerated the speed of melting the godhead.
She has already sent out 200,000 souls before, and now she still has more than 300,000. She just needs to be faster, faster, and faster.
As long as she has a little more time, she can send them to death.
After passing away, the next life may not be that sad.
She will bless them and protect them, and in thousands of reincarnations, they will have the chance to meet again.
Countless golden gravels slowly floated behind Wang Xiaomo. Just when they were about to penetrate Wang Xiaomo's body, a hand grabbed Wang Xiaomo's body and pushed her forward, blocking herself in front of Wang Xiaomo.
"Jinghe, Ciyun, holds the Heaven-Severing Sword, please teach me!"
Wang Fuyao held the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand, and the sword's edge flickered constantly, blocking Wang Xiaomo's back so that she could safely send the dead souls into reincarnation.
"Jinghe, Changsheng, please teach me!"
"Jinghe, Li Hei, please enlighten me!"
"Jinghe, Yueli, please enlighten me!"
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Chang Sheng shook the dragon scale armor in his hand and put it on Wang Xiao Tai. He patted her shoulder and smiled at each other. Without any unnecessary words, Chang Sheng also stood behind Wang Xiao Tai, looking up to the sky and looking at the sky in the air without fear. Golden dragon.
Behind her were three thousand black-robed priests.
After Wang Xiaotai separated from them, the people involved in the Dongting murder case were supposed to disperse and return to their respective dojos, but they were stopped by Xu Mohe.
Xu Mofu raised her fly whisk. After becoming a god, her eyes still hadn't recovered. They were still two terrifying black holes.
After some calculations in her hands, she said that today is not over yet. Wang Xiaotai still has another difficulty today. If this difficulty is not solved, I am afraid that Wang Xiaotai will perish in the world today.
"She may be aware of her catastrophe, but...she always seems to like to face these things alone."
Xu Mohe sighed slightly when he said this, as if he saw the girl who always walked alone, deliberately passing by all the prosperity in the world, and carrying everything on her back.
In her impression, Wang Xiaotai's initial appearance was still that of the old mother's palace, a little paranoid and stubborn. She ate alone, cleaned Tianyi Pavilion alone, walked alone at night, wore stars and moons alone, and came to her door alone. The girl who waits and always does everything by herself.
"But luckily, she won't always be alone."
With a wave of his longevity robe sleeves, he called back all the black-robed priests who had not gone far away.
"I know that your contract with our Fuyao Empress has ended. You have become gods today. But now, Fuyao Empress is in trouble in the netherworld. She wants to destroy the gods and welcome back the 600,000 people of the Jinghe River. I will not force you to take action. , you can leave now, I will not stop you, and I will not pursue you in the future. My god is in trouble, I just hope someone can work with me to save my god."
After saying that, Changsheng bowed deeply and turned to leave.
Behind her, three thousand priests descended into the underworld.
The Jinghe River was once a place abandoned by the gods, and 600,000 people died in the dragon's mouth in the flames.
Today, finally a god looks back for the former Jinghe River.
Today, we fight for the Jinghe River and for Wang Xiaomo.
All men must die.
Mortals will take care of themselves.
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