The greed and brutality in the Old Dragon's eyes turned into bewilderment.
He didn't know why Jing Jiu stopped and why he said so.
And he didn't understand why he couldn't just go up a bit more and bite his opponent to death.
The dragon head turned down and saw his own body. He realized what had happened, letting out a dreadful roar.
The dragon's roar was soundless, but it could make people feel miserable. It was because the pain in his eyes was too intense.
The black dragon's body tightened abruptly!
It seemed that someone was pulling it down forcefully.
The ice crystals brought by the dragon breath were floating in the Empty Realm.
The Old Dragon crashed through the ice crystals and fell to the ground at a high speed.
During this process, his eyes were still fixed on Jing Jiu, full of resentment and anger.
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Countless pairs of eyes watched the Old Dragon leave Zhaoge City and chase after that black speck.
The huge black dragon head disappeared in the sky, and it should have entered the Empty Realm. The tail of the dragon was still under the ruins of Taichang Temple. The black dragon body connected heaven and earth like a tornado, at least ten miles long.
Xiang Wanshu and other disciples of the Center Sect looked at the marvelous scene in heaven and earth, their faces pale and their eyes excited.
More than fear, they felt proud. It was because this was the divine guardian animal of Zhongzhou School and their great ancestor, the Old Dragon!
Such a marvelous and spectacular scene shocked many people. It was deathly quiet both inside and outside Zhaoge City.
Royal Concubine Hu was the most shocked. Her face was pale, and her body trembled slightly. She had to lean on the body of the Emperor to keep standing.
The Emperor suddenly laughed soundlessly, showing a relieved expression. He put the Jade Egg of Rosefinch back on Royal Concubine Hu's body.
Royal Concubine Hu was startled. She held the egg carefully with both hands, wondering what had happened. She followed the Emperor's line of sight and looked in the direction of Taichang Temple. She suddenly wondered if her eyes had deceived her; otherwise … why did the dragon body look so much thinner than before?
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Outside the ruins of Taichang Temple, Yue Qianmen looked up at the sky, thinking of something else while waiting for the return of the divine dragon.
The appearance of the divine dragon violated the agreement between Zhongzhou School and the Imperial court, and he destroyed many residences. However, these were trivial matters.
The crux of the issue was, who was the person who had escaped from the Fiend Prison in the beginning? Why did he provoke the divine dragon so much?
Yue Qianmen withdrew his gaze and looked at the two imperial Executives not far away with a serious expression. "Does today's incident have something to do with the Imperial court?"
If that was really the case, when the Sect Master arrived, he would persuade him to directly tear up the agreement he had with the Imperial court.
Now that the Dragon God had left the underground world, he would not come back. He would return directly to the Cloud Dream Mountain.
Yue Qianmen suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked at the black wall in the midst of the dust and rain, and his expression changed slightly.
More than ten breaths had passed, and the Dragon God had already broken through the void and entered the Emptiness Realm. But why was the dragon tail still underground?
Was it possible that the divine dragon had attained a higher state after sacrificing himself for the Fiend Prison and eliminating the demons and demons for the human world over the years, and that he had become more mature than when he was on the Cloud-Dream Mountain?
The chief commander of the Pure Heaven Bureau, Zhang Yi 'ai, Xiang Wanshu and other Cultivation practitioners with a background in Zhongzhou School had also discovered this problem, feeling a bit perplexed.
The two imperial consecrators, Niu and Jin, slowly floated backward as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
In the ruins.
The speed at which the dragon left the ground was slowing down.
The light on the black scales no longer shone brightly.
Each of the dragon scales was like a wall.
The distance between the dragon scales was visibly enlarging, exposing the color of the flesh between the scales.
An indescribable sound rang out inside the body of the Old Dragon, and also on the surface of the body.
It was the sound of tearing apart, and it was also the sound of separating. It sounded more like a palace being crushed by a huge mountain.
As the dust and smoke settled, the people around Taichang Temple could see clearly that the body of the black dragon had become much thinner.
These scenes and sounds gave them an ominous feeling.
They seemed to see a pair of rough and calloused hands grabbing the head and tail of the black snake and pulling it to both sides forcefully.
There was no pair of huge hands in the world that could grab the head and tail of the Old Dragon.
At least, the people present thought so.
There was only one explanation.
An unimaginable force at the deep end of the underground had kept the tail of the Old Dragon.
That force might even be at the tail of the Old Dragon.
It was the deepest part of the Fiend Prison!
The sudden change stunned the people. Yue Qianmen and the other Cultivation practitioners of the Zhongzhou School were both shocked and angry. They were about to head in that direction, ignoring the filthy and cold intent coming out from the underground.
The two Sir Golden Ox and the Sir Golden Ox knew that the Zhongzhou School was anxious, so they didn't try to stop them.
Yue Qianmen was the first to arrive at the deep end of the ruins, looking down at the underground.
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Liu Ada had been squatting in the deep end of the ruins, hiding under the stone slabs.
He was waiting for the Old Dragon to leave the ground and expose his weakness. Unexpectedly, he didn't see the dragon's tail after waiting for so long, but he saw such a scene.
His eyes were wide open, full of shock and incredulity.
No matter how stupid this dragon was, couldn't he sense that his body had been stretched to twice its original length?
Could it be that your little rationality has been completely swallowed up by anger?
Had his dragon brain, which was not much bigger than a grain of rice, been stuffed by Jing Jiu with the excrement of the Sword Jail?
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A violent wind suddenly whipped up in Taichang Temple.
The black scales suddenly shrunk at a faster and faster speed, turning into black lines that couldn't be seen by naked eyes.
The black dragon's body returned to the underground at an unimaginable speed, rubbing against the lake-like opening of the cave in the ruins, sending up a great deal of smoke and dust, shooting out in all directions like the densely packed arrows.
Yue Qianmen covered his face with his hands after a muffled grunt, and then retreated swiftly.
Xiang Wanshu and the others were in a worse state. Their bodies were hit one after another, and they fell to the ground while spitting up blood.
The angry roar of the Old Dragon rang out in the distant sky.
The roar was getting closer.
It sounded like the thunder falling from the sky to the ground, echoing in Zhaoge City.
Just a moment ago, the Azure Dragon was like a black rubber band that was grabbed by two giant hands and pulled to the limit.
Then, the hand in the sky let go of the dragon.
In fact, the hand was the Old Dragon himself.
It wasn't his fault. He would have let go of the dragon as soon as he came back to his senses.
If he had flown a bit higher, he would have been broken in half.
Liu Ada covered his eyes with his right paw, because he couldn't bear to see what would happen next.
It would be a terrible scene.
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The Old Dragon fell down from the sky.
Having lost control of the dragon, he couldn't return to the underground accurately.
The streets around Taichang Temple were completely destroyed by the huge dragon's body.
The loud booming sound reached outside Zhaoge City, sounding like the thunder in the ears of the populace. Many people fainted in fright.
Zhaoge City experienced the fiercest earthquake, and many buildings collapsed.
After a long while, the smoke and dust settled down.
The officials of the Pure Heaven Bureau and the magic army had retreated to a distant place, but they were still wounded.
Yue Qianmen, standing in the front, was covered in mud and water, with a bloodstain on the corner of his eyebrows.
Even he was in such a sorry state, so one could imagine the power of the collision.
The commotion caused by the fall of the Cloud Platform at the West Ocean a few years ago was not as terrible as it was today.
Yue Qianmen darted back to the ruins of Taichang Temple, looking at the original location of the Fiend Prison.
Innumerable cracks of one hundred feet in depth extended to the large cave. The cave was filled with water, turning into a lake.
The lake was full of violent and dreadful energy, so no one could enter it.
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