Boom …
The dragon's breath sprayed wildly and flames surged. The first batch of human elites that followed closely behind Ximen Qi could not escape in time, and more than half of them were killed or injured.
Ximen Qi was at the front, but he was also the one who dodged the fastest. When he saw the blood mist in the dragon's eyes and the mouth that it was about to open, he had a premonition that it would counterattack …
Before he could warn his companions behind him, the dragon's breath arrived and drowned the lives of dozens of his compatriots.
Fresh lives turned into wisps of green smoke, and not even a corpse that was sent back to the clan to be sacrificed could be found.
The human cultivators who had the courage to enter the Kunlun Ruins and were able to persist until now without retreating or dying were all powerful people. They would not be able to make it this far even if they were to make up the numbers.
However, they did not expect that in front of the dragon's breath, these powerhouses in the eyes of the humans were just a group of flies and ants. A sneeze would kill all of them.
The dragon clan should not exist in this world.
Ximen Qi stood on the east side of the sky with his sword in hand and shouted at his comrades who were lucky enough to survive, "The dragon's breath is ferocious. Everyone, remember not to fight it head-on …"
"…"
Those comrades were still in shock and cursed in their hearts. Who would be willing to fight the dragon's breath head-on? Wasn't it just because he charged too fiercely just now and could not turn back?
Moreover, they felt extremely ashamed of Ximen Qi for charging at the front but not reminding everyone to dodge the dragon's breath in time and only caring about his own escape. So what if you shouted 'retreat' when you ran? Was there a need to use the lives of your own compatriots?
"Everyone, work together. We must kill this evil dragon." As a descendant of the Sword God family, Ximen Qi naturally had an extraordinary bearing. His long robe and long hair fluttered in the wind. Holding a longsword in his hand, he stared coldly at the evil dragon whose eyes were red from killing and roared sternly, "Our human clan and the dragon clan are irreconcilable … Kill!"
Before he finished speaking, the longsword in his hand had already slashed out.
Cha …
A ray of sword qi appeared out of thin air.
First, it was one, then three, five, dozens, hundreds of them. They were all densely packed sword qi.
The sword qi gathered together and condensed into a formation, forming a sword formation.
"Sword energy, this kid has actually cultivated sword energy …"
"To be able to reach such a realm at such a young age, the descendant of the Sword God clan sure lives up to his reputation."
"In the future, this child will become the next Sword God, and he can inherit the legacy of our predecessor, Ximen Chuixue …"
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Everyone exclaimed in admiration.
Before he could finish his sentence, the White Dragon dragged its long tail and huge body and used its huge dragon head to smash into the Sword Astral Sword fiercely.
* Roar … *
It spat out a mouthful of dragon breath at the energy sword.
Bang …
The sword aura could not withstand the fierceness of the dragon's breath and shattered with a bang, leaving no trace behind.
The White Dragon's body did not stop, and it kept accelerating.
It rushed in front of Ximen Qi, stretched out its huge claws, and caught Ximen Qi, who was trying to escape again.
White Dragon raised Ximen Qi in front of his nose, using his pair of eyes that were filled with blood mist to size him up.
"Damned humans," the White Dragon roared.
"You can kill me now, but you'll be killed by humans in the future. Our Sword God clan will definitely fight to the death with you. Dragons are dragons, and animals are animals … "Ximen Qi felt afraid. The dragon's strong, corrosive breath almost made Ximen Qi feel like he was about to be incinerated.
However, he would not beg for mercy, nor would he admit defeat in front of everyone. This was because he knew that if he did that, their Sword God clan would not be able to raise their heads in the Divine Land.
Moreover, those who slayed dragons were all heroes. If news of this spread that a member of the Sword God clan begged for mercy while being captured by the dragon, he, Ximen Qi, would be despised and mocked for thousands of years … He understood human nature too well …
"As you wish," the dragon said in a deep voice.
Its voice was old and fierce, and it carried a resentment that could not be dispelled for thousands of years.
The dragon's huge claws exerted force and tightened.
Crack …
Ximen Qi's body was squeezed until it exploded.
Compared to the White Dragon, this was just a trivial matter.
He did not care about the Sword God clan, nor did he care about the other clans. In his eyes, these people were all the same. They all wanted to kill him.
"Roar …"
The dragon roared in the sky.
The huge dragon roared and once again rushed toward the center of the crowd.
This time, he would not let them off easily.
This time, he wanted to kill them all.
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"Amitabha, very good, very good …" Master Lotus chanted and pointed at the bloody massacre in front of him. He looked worried and said, "Dean Tai-shu, what should we do?"
"Yes, the dragon is murderous. Is it going to kill these thousands of elites of the Human Clan?" Immortal Tianbao said angrily. "Dean Tai-shu is not only a compatriot of the Human Clan, but also a senior in martial arts. Please punish the dragon …"
"What should we do? Why are you asking what should we do now? "Qiandu scolded angrily. Because she was extremely depressed, her voice was crisp and pleasant, but also carried a hint of anger. "When the dean spoke up for Li Muyang just now, you didn't stand up to help him. When the dean said that the thousands of humans were released by Li Muyang, you still remained silent … Do you think I don't know the evil thoughts in your hearts? "
"You deliberately turned a deaf ear to it so that everyone would continue to be hostile to the Dragon Clan. If the situation gets out of control, thousands of humans will attack and kill Li Muyang at the same time, which is exactly what you want. You hate the Dragon Clan, and you hate Li Muyang … No matter what Li Muyang does for you, you won't care, let alone appreciate it. You only have one thought, which is to kill him by hook or by crook … Eat his flesh and drink his blood. Pull out his tendons and cut off his horns. "
"You are anxious now. You find that so many elites of the Human Clan cannot gain any advantage even if they join forces. You find that the Human Clan has suffered heavy casualties, and may even be completely wiped out … So, you can't help but speak up. You don't care that the Dragon Clan is killed by the Human Clan, and you are even happy to see it happen. However, when the Human Clan is about to be slaughtered by the Dragon Clan, you want to stop it, and you hope that the dean can intervene … "
"Selfish and cruel, what kind of monks are you? What kind of Daoist Masters are you? Li Muyang is the evil dragon you speak of. When he suppressed you in the underground dragon cave, he could still listen to advice and beg for your life. Compared to Li Muyang … You are nothing. "
Qiandu exploded.
She completely exploded.
She did not care who these people were. She did not care whether they were Buddhist leaders or Daoist Masters. She had to vent. She had to vent the grievances and anger in her heart.
The human heart was indeed the dirtiest and most terrifying existence in the world.
There were only things that you could not think of, and nothing that they could not do.
"You …" Daoist Tianbao pointed at Qiandu and shouted angrily, "Where did this wild girl come from?"
"I am Ying Qiandu. What? Daoist Master, do you want to kill me too? Then come on, I'm not afraid of you. "
Crash — —
Before Qiandu's voice faded, a large number of colourful birds suddenly flew over from the distant horizon.
Countless brightly coloured peacocks came riding the wind, flapping their huge wings as they hurried over.
The soldiers on the back of the peacocks had colourful feathers on their heads and machetes in their hands. They surrounded Daoist Tianbao, Master Lotus and the others in the middle. As long as the Princess gave the order, they would cut these people into pieces.
In the eyes of the Peacock Army, there were no masters, no Daoist Masters, only the Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court, Ying Qiandu. The Princess had ordered them to go through mountains of daggers and seas of fire.
"What are you doing?" Daoist Tianbao looked around at the Peacock Army with a puzzled expression. Which army did they come from? Why did they surround people without saying a word?
"Was Her Highness injured?" High up in the sky, a white-feathered youngster asked. Those with white feathers on their heads were the Peacock Imperial Family, and the Peacock Army was also led by a member of the royal family. Other people were not qualified to control this extremely powerful flying force.
Chirp — —
A huge peacock landed in front of the peacock. The peacock knelt down and waited for Qiandu to jump onto its back.
Qiandu did not ride on the peacock. Instead, she gently stroked the peacock's head and said to the young man in the sky, "Ying Chenglie, I'm fine. You guys can leave for now."
It was true that she loathed these Perfected Masters of virtue and prestige, but she did not plan to fight them to the death.
When she came to see Li Muyang, she deliberately sent away the Peacock Army that had followed her to the Kunlun Ruins. However, she did not expect them to be constantly paying attention to their movements. When they saw that she was agitated, they thought that she might be injured and immediately rushed over from afar.
She was the Princess of the Peacock Dynasty, the future Peacock Empress.
The slightest injury would result in countless heads falling to the ground. They had no choice but to be cautious towards Xiaoxin.
"Your Highness …"
"Stand down."
"Yes."
The handsome young man, Ying Chenglie, whistled, and the Peacock Army obeyed his order and flew towards the distant horizon once again.
"Little girl, who are you?" Daoist Nan Hua looked at Qiandu and asked.
"I've said it before, my name is Ying Qiandu."
"Ying Qiandu …" Daoist Nan Hua pondered for a moment and knew Qiandu's true identity. He said with a smile, "It's someone from your Peacock Dynasty again … What's your relationship with that evil dragon?"
"He's someone I care about." Qiandu said. "In my eyes, his life is more important than the lives of thousands of humans. So, don't force me. "
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