The light produced by the first-grade boundary-breaking talisman once again attracted the attention of the dragon demon.
Tormented by the sound of the guzheng, it immediately crushed the senior brother's body and rushed over, trampling the late-stage Bigu disciple who fell to the ground into mincemeat.
After doing this, it wailed and knelt on the ground, and thick black smoke spurted out from its body, vaguely forming a shadow that resembled a dragon. At the same time, a huge ring of black smoke formed around it. Spreading, in an instant, it swept across Wang Changsheng, who was affected by the sound of the guzheng and stopped in place.
The next moment, the dragon demon who had fallen into madness turned his head fiercely, stared at Wang Changsheng who almost melted into the night with his scarlet dragon eyes, and let out a thundering roar.
Wang Changsheng's expression changed.
Sudden changes caused his retreat plan to fail as soon as it started.
He knew that retreat was impossible.
If that's the case...then we won't withdraw!
Wang Changsheng's eyes became calm.
The appearance of the sound of guzheng certainly made it impossible for him to retreat, but for the dragon demon, it was a huge weakening.
The dissipating black smoke seemed to be huge, but in fact, it was a manifestation of the dragon demon's inability to control its own demonic power.
Its strength is no longer what it used to be.
"Crash-bang!"
Big raindrops poured down from the night, and a flash of thunder illuminated the faces of a man and a demon. The difference was that the former was as calm as water, while the latter was as ferocious as a demon.
"boom!"
The thick black scales of the dragon-seed demon were attached to its thick legs. In an instant, the ground cracked, and muddy water mixed with gravel and weeds flew up. Before they could land, the dragon-seed demon was dragged behind the billowing black smoke. Already attacked in front of Wang Changsheng.
Its speed is as fast as thunder.
"Puff——"
The sharp dragon claw penetrated Wang Changsheng's chest, but in the next moment, Wang Changsheng's body turned into running water and exploded.
This is not Wang Changsheng's true body, but the water shape he used in the Little Five Elements Escape Technique to leave a water body in advance, which perfectly deceived the dragon demon's perception in the heavy rain environment.
The scattered water drops reflected the shadow of the young Taoist priest who jumped behind the dragon demon.
Wang Changsheng's eyes did not change at all.
Although the dragon demon is strong, along the way, he has encountered a wild boar demon, a rabbit demon, a fox scholar, an eye demon, and even a painting demon dragon. He is by no means the kind of fledgling who would be frightened and tremble in the face of the fierce monsters. newbie.
"Qiang——!"
The clear and sharp sound of the sword was even louder than the thunderstorm at this moment.
The light of the sword was like spring water. When the sword came out, the ice had already receded.
The Four Heavenly Swords of Dacheng Realm, the Sword of Spring Rain, bloom at this moment.
The metallic aura activates the Spring Rain Sword, making the sword's light even more dazzling.
"Tear-"
It was the subtle tearing sound of flesh and blood mixed with the wind and rain.
The light-chasing long sword penetrated the Dragon Bell Demon's head, entered from the back of the head, and exited from the center of the eyebrows, with precision and grace.
The other dragon claw of the Dragon Bell Demon was lifted up in reverse direction, and was blocked by the barrier composed of five layers of six-layered six armor amulets outside Wang Changsheng's body. Even though the barrier was full of cracks, it still blocked the blow.
"Stab it!"
The long sword was withdrawn, and Wang Changsheng immediately opened a few feet away after landing.
The huge body of the dragon demon fell to the ground with a crash, throwing up a lot of mud and water.
When it was about to die, its eyes were not only ferocious, but also mixed with a trace of astonishment, as if it was wondering why the strong dragon scales it was proud of failed to hinder it at all.
With this trace of confusion, the light in its eyes completely dissipated.
[Use the Celestial Four Qi Sword to kill the little demon (Perfection-possessed by the dragon's split soul), [Celestial Four Qi Sword] experience value +10, current success is 20/500]
[Kill the little demon (perfect - possessed by the dragon's split soul), [Taoist priest] experience +300]
[Occupation: Taoist lv.5 (475/500)]
Looking at the prompts on the property panel in front of him, Wang Changsheng knew.
This time, the dragon demon was completely dead.
But his eyes were still solemn, and his heart was not relaxed at all.
The prompts on the attribute panel confirmed the death of this dragon demon, but it also reflected a problem from the side: this dragon demon was by no means the core demon in the gray area here, and even, "the dragon divided the soul" "The name made Wang Changsheng feel gloomy.
He is no longer a novice in the spiritual world.
Things like souls and divided souls are basically things that can only be accessed in the Yin Shen realm.
After all, if you want to separate your soul, you must first have a divine soul, and the divine soul is the symbol of the Yinshen Master.
Moreover, the dragon... this thing is even more awe-inspiring than the ordinary Yin Shen Zhenren.
What is going on in this gray area? ! It's said to be a "thin" level, but why did a dragon related to the Yin God appear?
Moreover, the ineffectiveness of the first-order boundary-breaking talisman used by the two sect disciples just now deeply penetrated into his heart.
This means that no one can get out of this gray realm unless the core demon is killed!
Anyone will feel intensely uneasy if their life-saving backup fails.
Something is wrong, something is so wrong!
Wang Changsheng's thoughts were confused.
As the dragon demon died, the dragon's shadow composed of black smoke escaping from its body let out a mournful cry in mid-air and dispersed.
Suddenly, Wang Changsheng's eyes became dazed for a moment.
At this moment, many flashing pictures appeared in front of his eyes, which seemed to be the overly strong emotional rendering of the dragon's split soul, causing him to see "empathic" pictures.
The endless darkness, the dead water...
Seven thick blood-colored spikes penetrated deeply through the dragon's body, and countless thick chains engraved with runes wrapped around its body...
The uninterrupted sound of the guzheng, day after day, caused the chains to tremble and the blood nails to penetrate deeply. Along with it, was the severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow...
And, at the end, its split soul rushed out from a bright crack that suddenly appeared in the endless darkness, and saw a scene: under the moonlight, on the top of the mountain, a figure sat quietly, stroking the guzheng.
The scene ended abruptly, and Wang Changsheng woke up.
Is that the owner of the sound of guzheng?
The dragon is still sealed, but its soul escaped. Now, the gap in the seal is gradually widening?
Wang Changsheng's heart was shaken.
Is this the origin of the dragon demon? Is this the reason why the gray area here has become so abnormal?
In this case, could the person playing the guzheng on the top of the mountain be the core demon?
Where is that mountain located in the Gray Realm?
The existing confusion was answered, but more questions followed.
After a few breaths, Wang Changchang let out a long breath as he looked at the corpse of the dragon demon that turned into ashes and dissipated in front of him.
There is still too little information at the moment to deduce useful information.
He raised his head and looked at the temple not far away.
Maybe there are additional clues to be found there?
With this thought in mind, Wang Changsheng took steps towards the temple.
In the process, he raised his hand, and a rattan umbrella condensed out again, shielding him from the rain. At the same time, the fire shape was activated and dried the soaked robe.
By the time he walked into the temple through the damaged wall, he had returned to his initial dryness and comfort.
Wang Changsheng looked at the many people who were kneeling before the statue of the dragon demon.
At this moment, the blood on their bodies was still bright, but their bodies were already gray.
This blood carries the deepest emotions of these people before they died.
look forward to? eager? repent? despair?
There are too many...
Wang Changsheng walked to the altar where the dragon demon was before and glanced around.
Soon, he focused his eyes and made a discovery.
I saw a plaque broken into two parts placed vertically in the corner, with the fonts on it pieced together...
Wang Changsheng whispered: "Wisteria, empress?"
