"Are you sure it's a dragon? Do dragons really exist in this world?" The Buddha's head's eyes widened. He almost couldn't maintain his calm demeanor.
Hearing the word 'dragon', even the Buddha Head, who was a Buddhist, couldn't keep his composure. He was extremely shocked.
Since ancient times, dragons were creatures of legends. They didn't exist, they were fictional creatures. In the Blood Kin World, there were legends of horned salamanders turning into flood dragons in five hundred years and dragons in a thousand years. But in reality, no one had ever seen a real dragon.
"Are you sure it's not a flood dragon?" The Buddha's head took a deep breath. All the shock disappeared, and his mind returned to a calm state.
Even if this fellow was the boss behind Bao Ze, a big shot who could shake the entire Blood Kin Realm with a stomp of his foot, he was still a young man. Young people had limited vision, and it was possible for them to make wrong judgments from time to time due to their lack of knowledge.
"Of course it's not a flood dragon. How can a flood dragon have such a strong aura? Fighting a flood dragon is like fighting my son," Qin Ze said.
But you don't have a son. Don't you only have a daughter? The Buddha's head thought.
"You fought it?" The Buddha's eyes lit up.
"No, I was shocked when I sensed its strong aura. I thought a foreign Extreme Dao had come to Shanghai, so I went to check it out. I met it at the mouth of the Yangtze River." Qin Ze took a sip of tea and said calmly, "I shouted at it, 'Come up if you have the guts.' It ignored me and kept circling under the water as if to say, 'Come down if you have the guts.'
"We confronted each other like that for an hour. Neither of us could do anything to the other. It swam into the sea and disappeared."
“.....”
The Buddha's head fell into deep thought. Qin Ze was a peak existence among the half-step Extreme Dao. He had the aura of an Extreme Dao. It was indeed not something a flood dragon could do.
"Can you describe its appearance?" It was still a little unbelievable. Apart from historical records, no one had ever seen a dragon.
The flood dragon had horns on its head, its body was covered in scales, and deformed limbs protruded from its abdomen. Its tail was a snake's tail, not a fish's. Whether it was a flood dragon or a dragon, the Buddha's head could tell.
"It looked very strange. It's not what we think of as a dragon." Qin Ze couldn't describe it. He waved his hand, and a Buddhist scripture flew into his hand. He spread it on the table and called for a pen. "I'll draw it for you."
He started drawing on the back of the scripture. His strokes were swift, and it was done in a few seconds.
The Buddha's head took a look. What an extraordinarily handsome divine dragon, with an S-shaped body, a yak for horns, and an I for four limbs. It was a dragon stickman!
The Buddha: (▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼)
Qin Ze explained, "It's a little abstract, so I mainly rely on my intuition."
I don't know!
"But regardless of whether it's a dragon or not, I can conclude that it's not an anomaly from the Bloodline World. So what is it? Ever since the opening of the Pantheon Palace, I have been thinking about a question. What is the Pantheon Palace? It has never been opened in the past hundreds and thousands of years, but after the Demon Dao, in the past century, he has opened it twice, and it will be the third time soon.
"Is the Ancient Yao really destroyed? Could the dragon I encountered be the legendary Ancient Yao?"
"If they" ve been destroyed, will they ever come back? If they "re not, then why have they been hiding for tens of thousands of years? What's their purpose? What do they want? Will they do something to threaten humanity? "
"What is the peak level of the ancient demons? Can extreme dao take care of them?" Qin Ze asked a series of questions, his expression becoming more and more serious.
The Buddha's head was moved. The people of the Bloodline World were still fighting for the "Pantheon", but he was already looking at the distant future.
"Do you have any data to back up your guess?" the Buddha's head asked.
"No, it", Qin Ze replied, "That" s why I "m also waiting for the" Pantheon "to open. I" m not interested in the treasures inside, only the "Pantheon" itself.
"When the Pantheon Palace opens this time, I won't let ordinary employees enter. Everything inside is unknown, and a large number of soldiers might die inside. That would shake the foundation of Bao Ze. I "ll send the best of the high-ranking employees, as well as all the S-class. The ten Bosch "Gods" are the top fighting force on my side, so I need to trouble you to stop the half-step extreme dao, or even extreme dao, from the foreign countries. We can "t let them enter the" Pantheon ".
The Buddha's head hesitated. "Okay."
Qin Ze heaved a sigh of relief. "I was going to ask you if you know about the true legends of dragons, but you look like you're just as confused as I am … Still, I didn't come here for nothing."
"A few years ago, when I didn" t have the status I have now, I visited Quan Zhen and talked to Dao Venerate about the demon. At that time, he answered every question I asked, and there was nothing strange about him. If the truth was not revealed today, I wouldn "t believe that Dao Venerate was such a person. You old monks and priests are as calm as old dogs. If you play politics, those politicians would have gone home long ago. " He stood up and stretched. "In return, I" ll help you solve the mess in your territory. I, Bosch, will take the blame. "
The Buddha's head shook its head. "This has nothing to do with you, so don" t get involved. Let's just have some fun. "
Qin Ze smiled. "I like old monks like you who follow the trend. Come out, don "t hide."
.....
The spectator stands collapsed, and the ground looked like it had been baptized by a bomb. Some cracked, some blasted, and some created deep pits. Gravel was everywhere, and the soil was flipped up.
At first, the Blood Kin still dared to watch the battle from a distance of three hundred feet. However, after a few bold and skillful fellows were severely injured and vomited blood, and a large number of Blood Kin in the air were shaken off, the spectators retreated again and again, not daring to get too close.
Since ancient times, the battle between half-step extreme dao masters had always been at the level of collapsing mountains and breaking rivers. In recent years, the Blood Kin world had been relatively peaceful, and there were very few high-level Blood Kin fighting to the death. Those who were affected by the battle were basically ordinary people, and the old foxes knew that there was a risk in watching, so they retreated to a safe distance.
"Bang!"
Dao Venerate and Li Peiyun both hit each other in the chest. Li Peiyun only took three steps back, but Dao Venerate was sent flying, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
The two sides were evenly matched for more than ten minutes, and Li Peiyun gradually gained the upper hand. One was a veteran extreme dao master, and the other was a fake extreme dao master, but the veteran extreme dao master was no match for the fake.
Of course, Dao Venerate was old and weak, and he was past his peak, but it also proved how terrifying the Demon Dao's Three Talents Sword Art was. The Sword of Qi was incomparably sharp, the Sword of Essence was as stable as a rock, and the Sword of Intent didn't shine in the battle, but it easily blocked Dao Venerate's powerful spiritual attack.
There were no shortcomings at all!
As long as Li Peiyun reached half-step extreme dao, he would be one of the best among half-step extreme dao masters.
Dao Venerate looked tired, and his tattered robe fluttered in the wind. There was a touch of soul-stirring sadness in his elegant and otherworldly demeanor.
"Your Three Talents Sword Art is far from Wang Chen's, but you've forced me to this point, proving that I'll never be his match at the same level," Dao Venerate said softly. "Wang Chen, I've waited for this day."
The Dao Swords soared into the sky, and stopped moving. One turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight … 1,800 Dao Swords hung in the air, densely packed, and it was a spectacular scene.
"Thousand Image Sword Formation!"
Someone from the Dao sects in the audience exclaimed.
The Quanzhen Sect's Inner Elixir and formation were famous in the Blood Descendants World. Inner Elixir referred to their attainments in Qi cultivation, and in layman's terms, they had a terrifying amount of energy. Every Quanzhen expert had a Qi dynamic that was as majestic as the sea. Back then, the Demon Dao single-handedly defeated two-thirds of the Blood Descendants World's high-end combat power, and his Qi dynamic was endless, which was terrifying.
The Thousand Image Sword Formation was the peak of single-target sword formations, and Dao Venerate was the only one in the entire Quanzhen Sect who dared to use it. Otherwise, he would be able to conjure a few, but his aura would quickly dry up and dissipate.
The Qi dynamic at the tip of Dao Venerate's finger firmly guided the sword formation in the air, and suddenly pointed down. In an instant, thousands of arrows shot out, falling like rain.
The sword rain almost covered the entire dojo, and Li Peiyun had nowhere to hide, so he could only take it head-on. Surprisingly, he actually retracted the Qi sword, formed a seal with both hands quickly, and shouted, "Confrontation!"
Mantra of Nine Words, Confrontation Formula!
Essence, Qi, and Spirit merged into one, like three ropes being twisted into one, and his aura instantly became as deep as the abyss, and had the aura of an immovable mountain.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The Dao Swords fell like a carpet bombing, and the entire dojo was shaking. The explosion was deafening, and the boiling Qi dynamic swept up waves of soil and dust, obscuring the audience's vision.
"Li Peiyun can't take it, right? This is the Thousand Image Sword Formation!"
"Is the winner about to be decided? What a terrifying Thousand Image Sword Formation, and what a terrifying Dao Venerate. Even from so far away, my Qi and blood are surging from the Qi dynamic."
"Even if Li Peiyun doesn't die, he'll be heavily injured."
Numerous gazes were fixed on the dojo, waiting for the dust to dissipate, waiting for the outcome.
Even if Li Peiyun lost, he could still be proud of being able to force the Dao Venerate to use the Thousand Image Sword Formation. After this battle, he would completely surpass Jie Se, Dan Chenzi, and Li Xianyu, and become the strongest of the younger generation.
Apart from the one from Bosch, there was another half-step Extreme Dao among the younger generation.
The dust slowly dissipated, and the two figures standing proudly became clear from the blur. Li Peiyun's clothes were ragged, and his face was covered in dust. Blood flowed from the top of his head, dyeing half of his face red.
"He didn't lose!"
"He withstood it, he actually withstood the Dao Venerate's Thousand Image Sword Formation!"
"So, Li Peiyun is the strongest of this generation. His strength is too terrifying."
Exclamations rang out everywhere, and the spectators were stunned.
"Sword of Essence, condensed Qi and blood, incomparably heavy and indestructible." Li Xianyu exclaimed, "What a f * cking cheat!"
High explosive power, high output, high defense, and the most outrageous thing was that he could also attack from a distance (Sword of Will). Shouldn't this kind of person be ruthlessly slashed? It was too much of a threat to the balance of the Blood Kin World.
The Dao Venerate's breathing was heavy, and Li Peiyun was covered in blood. It was obvious that both of them had expended a lot of energy, but it was still far from a decisive battle!
The skinny hand made another hand seal, and the Dao sword was guided by the Qi, flying back to the Dao Venerate. The hilt of the sword was facing the Dao Venerate, and the tip of the sword was pointing straight at Li Peiyun.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
The Dao sword spun at a high speed, revealing an indestructible sharp sword qi. The dust that had just fallen was swept up again.
"Go!"
The Dao Venerate pointed a finger at Li Peiyun, and the Dao sword whizzed out, instantly stirring up the dust on the ground.
In the process of shooting out, the Dao sword split into two, and then into four. In an instant, it transformed into a torrent of steel, like a school of fish at the bottom of the sea, sweeping towards Li Peiyun.
The Thousand Image Sword Formation appeared again!
Li Peiyun's tattered clothes were blown up by the strong wind, and before the torrent arrived, the sword qi had already hit his body, making a clanging sound.
He still did not dodge, and he was stubborn. In the face of such great power, white light shone on Li Peiyun's arm, and the sword qi broke out of his arm.
"Dao Venerate!" Li Peiyun roared, "This sword will end the grudge between you and Wang Chen, and also end the karma between me and him."
In the midst of the roar, he waved the sword qi to meet the torrent of steel, and the sword pierced into the densely packed sword formation.
"Ding, ding …"
Qi activity and sparks burst out, and countless sword shadows collapsed and scattered. Li Peiyun drove into the broken bamboo, advancing all the way.
The crowd held their breaths as they witnessed this scene.
Great-grandmother stood in the ruins, watching expressionlessly. After 20 years, seeing the power of a half-step Extreme Dao again, she could not help but think of her great-grandson, Li Wuxiang.
If he did not die, he might have reached Extreme Dao.
If the Li family had an Extreme Dao, their luck might have changed, and the family could make a comeback. Back then, she wanted to protect Li Wuxiang, but he wanted to die. Great-grandmother said, "If you feel that you can't live on, then give it to me. I will bear it. "
But Li Wuxiang did not agree, and even Great-grandmother's authority was useless.
Was he unwilling to give it to her, or was he unable to take it out? All these years, Great-grandmother had not been able to figure it out.
At this moment, the pocket of her denim shorts moved, and the thumb ring that she kept by force suddenly flew out. Before she could react, it flew straight towards Li Xianyu in the air.
Great-grandmother immediately came back to her senses, and leaped into the air, chasing after the thumb ring. At the same time, she shouted a warning, "Be careful!"
Hua Yang was the first to react, and a wave of mental power rushed out from his eyebrows, hitting the thumb ring.
The mental power did not stop the thumb ring, and instead, it was absorbed by it at an even faster speed. Almost like a flash of light, the thumb ring was on Li Xianyu's left thumb!
"Li Xianyu …"
"Li Xianyu …"
Li Xianyu's brain exploded, and the voices of Thunder Zhanhime, Hua Yang, and the others rang in his ears, and gradually faded away …
"Wang Chen …"
"Wang Chen, are you okay?"
In the silence, the soft voice became clear, and someone kept pushing him. Li Xianyu opened his eyes, and saw a young man covered in cuts and bruises on the ground, and the person beside him called out to him with concern, "Wang Chen …"
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