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Chapter 932: The Thousand-year-old Salamander Enters the Longtan, Originates from Purple Clothes and Returns Here

"Roar!"

In the deep pool of Difei Mountain, a dragon shadow rushed out. This was a giant thing that should only be embroidered on dragon robes and python clothing in the world. It was a black dragon, an evil dragon, with its entire body pitch black.

This head appeared in the world, coming through clouds and rain. Occasionally, a ferocious head, flying beard and golden eyes were seen in the clouds and mist.

There is a saying in the world about dragons and snakes in the grass. A big python lives in the mountains, turns into a dragon when it enters the river, and finally turns into a dragon when it comes to the door.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, the nine kingdoms were raging with wars. Except for Xishu, which had locked up the real dragon since ancient times due to some reasons, the other eight kingdoms each had their own real dragons lurking that were born of luck.

As the Liyang Zhao family unified the Central Plains, Beimang, who originally had Jiao Wulong, took the opportunity to raise a real dragon in order to conquer the Central Plains and seize the world.

The Liyang Dynasty was able to dominate the world, which had a lot to do with Zhao Huangchao. He first plotted with Liu Songtao to kill countless powerful men, high-level officials of the Eight Kingdoms and even the emperor, and then ostensibly escaped to the Longhu Mountain to cultivate a favorable location, but in fact he went to the Difei Mountain to cultivate a The evil dragon is the black dragon in front of you.

This black dragon belongs to the celestial dragon, and its power far exceeds that of ordinary people. However, it is an evil dragon that should not exist in the world. It can be easily killed by using special means.

At this moment, Xu Xin casually stretched out his hand, and the real dragon raised its head, the king of heaven spread his beard, and demonstrated towards Xu Xin, but his arrogance did not last long before he was easily beheaded by Xu Xin.

A dragon can be huge or small, capable of secrecy or light. The severity of its injuries depends on the changes in its body size. The more seriously injured it is, the smaller its size becomes. As for whether it dies or not, it depends on whether it spits out the dragon beads condensed with its essence before it dies.

"Roar!"

With a final dragon roar, like water droplets hitting the quiet water, the sound was particularly obvious. A thunder-like ball came out of Tianlong's mouth and rushed towards the earth in the cave of Difei Mountain.

"Ha...if you pretend to be dead in front of me, then you can really die!"

The head of the ferocious black dragon was beheaded, and as it rolled down in the air, it was bitten by a dragon-shaped figure, which was the thousand-year-old giant salamander subdued by Xu Xin.

"Ants!"

A dragon shadow rushes out of the sky dragon, which is the real sky dragon spirit. If you want to seize the dragon ball and kill this sky dragon completely, you must first kill the sky dragon spirit.

"court death!"

The dragon's head was beheaded, but the black dragon has not yet fallen. The centipede insect is dead but not stiff, let alone the dragon?

Xu Xin's expression did not change. He changed from inserting the dragon's eyes to directly grabbing the dragon's head. When he caught the dragon's head with his palm, the originally vivid dragon's head shriveled up instantly and was lifeless.

The Thousand Birds Salamander flew to Xu Xin with the dragon head in its mouth, and saw that the dragon head had a lifeless aura, and the golden eyes were lifeless, but the two dragon whiskers were swaying gracefully like twin lotuses in the wind, driving the air. Waves of mysterious textures emerge.

At this time, the black dragon's whiskers swayed and rippled, making a solemn sound through the mouth of heaven and earth, full of sarcasm and contempt.

Xu Xin glanced at the dragon's head, then stretched out his palm and inserted it into the black dragon's eyes.

Even if the head is cut off, there is still a chance to turn from light to darkness. Even if the dragon body is really killed, as long as the dragon ball is not vomited, it is still lurking in the abyss, waiting for the next chance to reincarnate.

Ancient books record that water snakes and mountain pythons turn into dragons in five hundred years, and dragons turn into true dragons in a thousand years, and finally become supreme celestial dragons in another thousand years.

The black dragon in Difei Mountain is an evil dragon and an evil dragon that was cultivated by the Cave Heaven Paradise. It should not exist, but it happened to become the body of a heavenly dragon. It is in line with the way of heaven and is extremely powerful, but it also has an extremely obvious weakness, that is Easier to be chopped off.

A dark sky dragon that was wandering in the clouds fell down, stretched out a claw and pressed it against Xu Xin on the ground. The dragon's claws came through the air. The dragon lowered his head and broke through the clouds. He roared towards the ground and exploded again from his mouth, spitting out a The dark storm dragon breath. "The evil dragon deserves to be killed, but you still dare to be so presumptuous!"

Xu Xin's voice was extremely majestic, like a bell reverberating around the world.

Tianlong set off a sea of ​​clouds in the void like an angry wave, revealing Qianzhang's true form, trying to resist Xu Xin's dragon-slaying blow, but it turned out to be an ant in the end, and was completely crushed. Qianzhang's body shrank, and was fed with the dragon ball. To the Thousand-year-old Salamander.

"Roar!"

The thousand-year-old dragon salamander successfully swallowed the dragon, and the dragon roar in its mouth was no longer a baby cry, but a real dragon roar. It lowered its head with a low roar towards Xu Xin, and then rushed straight into the Black Dragon Pond where Zhao Huang's nest was raising dragons.

Xu Xin killed the evil dragon and then looked at Zhao Huang's nest that was smashed and embedded in the cliff. He held the girl in purple and walked over to look at the embarrassed old Taoist priest.

Although he only has the appearance of a middle-aged man, there is always an indescribable air of old age.

Life lasts only a hundred years, things change and people change.

Zhao Huangchao, the ancestor of the Zhao family in Liyang, has lived in the world for too long and now only exists in the family tree of Emperor Zhao. When he saw the purple clothes next to Xu Xin, he couldn't help but sigh.

Xu Xin lowered his head and looked down at Zhao Huangchao, and said in a cold voice: "Winning king or losing bandit, I don't need to remind you how many evil things the Zhao family has done over the past hundreds of years! Even if you are being hunted by me now, you are the first to do it." Move your hands.”

Zhao Huangchao remained silent. His reputation has not been revealed in the past hundred years, and what he has done is sketchy and gray, hidden in silence and meticulous. This is the way of the lonely way. Difei Mountain breeds evil. The dragon is used to absorb the luck of the Zhao family in Longhu Mountain and nourish the Zhao family in Tai'an City.

Precisely because he has been nourishing the Zhao family's luck, he is more aware of how many dirty things the Zhao family has done in order to win and dominate the world. Including himself, if you really think about it, he should be struck by lightning, not to mention that he has a huge karma with the person in front of him and the Xu family of Beiliang.

"I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins and repay your karma. You owe it to the one in purple."

Xu Xin pointed at Xuanyuan Qingfeng beside him. The latter glanced at Zhao Huangchao after hearing this, and felt that the embarrassed middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him had a vague impression of acquaintance.

"If you agree, I might open a thin line when I attack Zhao."

"If you don't agree, I will have even greater objections to the Liyang Zhao family."

Xu Xin's two simple words made Zhao Huangchao sigh even more. He really had no choice.

Zhao Huangchao stood up and stood proudly opposite the purple robe. All the emotions passed away in a flash, and bursts of laughter came, "Nine-nine of the country has been destroyed and eight of the people have perished. If I were the Qing Emperor in that year, I would wait until autumn and September. Eight, Osmanthus osmanthus is shaking on Fuyao Mountain. After this flower blooms, hundreds of others will die..."

As Zhao Huangchao recited poems that others could not understand, bursts of purple energy surged out from his body crazily, and entered Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyebrows bit by bit.

"This is indeed... Zhao Huangchao owes you!"

Zhao Huangchao's last words left in the world continue to echo, and the purple energy from the sky is still pouring into Xuanyuan Qingfeng's body. Her breath gradually changes, and some different memories seem to be resurrected in her mind. .

Liyang's world began when Zhao Huangchao plotted against Ziyi, and Zhao Huangchao's return here today also means the end of the Zhao family.

Xu Xin silently paid attention to the changes in Xuanyuan Qingfeng, and at the same time realized the difference between the reincarnation of this world and the "reincarnation" he had experienced. The research was quite profound and in-depth.

(End of this chapter)