Peerless God of War

Jiaolong Cannian chose to surrender, which not only made Chen Xiao relieved, but also a little unexpected.

"It seems that it chose to surrender, which is a smart move. However, I have always heard that the dragon clan is extremely proud and will not bow down easily. It seems that many of the rumors are false."

Chen Xiao laughed and said with a relaxed expression.

Hearing this, Hiro smiled and said: "Although it is a remnant in the form of a dragon, it was transformed from the resentment of the dragon during his lifetime, but what it is actually is is unknown, and it is not even remotely related to the dragon in the first place. Contact, it is not the dragon soul, it is just a trace of resentment transformed from the remaining thoughts of the dragon soul."

Hero's explanation was thorough, and the truth was revealed in just one sentence.

"Well, you are right, let's conquer it first."

Chen Xiao glanced at the prostrate Jiaolong Cannian, no longer hesitated, and took action decisively.

He formed a seal with his hands, and a pale golden divine soul mark was struck out by him and printed directly on the head of Jiaolong Cannian, deeply infiltrating into the opponent's spiritual thoughts.

In this way, the life and death of this dragon's residual thoughts are all in his hands. With just one thought, he can detonate the divine seal and kill it.

"Woo~"

Jiaolong Cannian seemed to understand something and let out a dissatisfied howl, baring his teeth at Chen Xiao.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Chen Xiao's eyes turned cold and he stared back coldly. Jiaolong Cannian was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and crawled down, not daring to show his dissatisfaction any more.

Chen Xiao sneered and said: "That's pretty much it. You stay here, listen to my orders, and preside over the formation. Otherwise, you will die."

After doing this, Chen Xiao ignored it and the soul-stealing sword quickly flew back and got back into the clone's soul sea space.

And all this, in the eyes of others, only took a few breaths.

The Qianzhang Dragon Soul, which was still surging and charging, suddenly calmed down and crawled towards the direction of Chen Xiao, like a docile dog, without any trace of the majesty of a dragon, which was a big surprise.

When everyone in Jingbian City saw him, they all looked sideways.

"This, what happened just now, could it be that I was dazzled and missed it?"

"Hiss~ It's incredible. A dragon soul actually knelt down to Senior Blood Hand. Is this a sign of submission? This is not a dragon, it's clearly a dog, haha."

"Senior Bloody Hand is mighty and powerful. He is actually able to tame a dragon. I don't know how Senior Bloody Hand did it. He is so powerful that he deserves to be a hidden master."

This move greatly encouraged the monks in the city, boosted their morale, and kept them talking.

"Ying San, how do you think he did it?"

In the sky above the city lord's palace, the third prince smiled happily and turned his head to ask.

It can be seen that he is quite happy. Since Chen Xiao can successfully tame the transformed dragon soul, it means that this dragon locking formation is ready, and all his previous efforts have been in vain.

"This subordinate doesn't know."

Ying San didn't lower his head, not knowing how to answer.

The scene just now was too shocking. Seeing that the dragon soul was in danger of losing control, at the critical moment, Chen Xiao took action, turned the tide, subdued the dragon soul, suppressed it, and successfully arranged the dragon-locking killing spree. The formation was so powerful that it was simply unimaginable to him.

If you put yourself in his shoes, you wouldn't be able to do it.

Although Ying San knew that there was a huge gap and fierceness between the Tribulation Immortal and the Immortal Realm, but when he saw it today, he felt that he had underestimated the terror of the Immortal Realm strongman, who was far superior to the Tribulation Immortal. He was another There are levels.

For a time, countless complicated thoughts arose in his heart.

I think back then, when Ying San first met Chen Xiao, he was just a young monk who had just entered the early stages of the Tribulation Immortal Realm. His strength was low. Even if he had some means, he could only escape for his life, which was nothing.

But who would have expected that in just a few hundred years, such an inconspicuous child in his eyes would break through to the realm of immortality and grow into a towering figure that is beyond his reach.

Even the third prince had to be polite when meeting him.

Thinking of this, Ying San's eyes became more complicated. He stared at Chen Xiao above his head, speechless for a long time.

The third prince saw something, glanced deeply at Ying San, and said with a smile: "You are sincere and did not say empty words. If I rely on you to do this, I'm afraid it will be hopeless."

Hearing this, Ying San was so frightened that he quickly knelt down on one knee, "This subordinate is incompetent, please punish me, Your Highness."

When the third prince saw it, a hint of anger appeared on his face, and he cursed: "Get up, kneel here and there in front of me, what do you look like?"

Ying San didn't dare to disobey, so he had to stand up.

The third prince shook his head, with a deep look in his eyes, and sighed: "It's not that you are incompetent, but that the other person's talent and opportunity are above you. It is reasonable for you to be inferior to him. No wonder you, since ancient times, People with great luck often come into being. It is obvious that the person in front of you is this type of person, and the protagonist of the world is nothing more than that."

Ying San was a little amused after hearing this, "Your Highness, don't belittle yourself, you are no worse than him."

"Huh, can you fool me with this? Huh? That's just nonsense." The third prince glared at him and cursed.

Such kind words sounded pleasant to the ears, but they were of no use at all, and he didn't like it.

"Yes, His Highness is right, I am talking nonsense." Ying San said hurriedly.

"Okay, just say a few words. It looks like the formation is ready."

The third prince said calmly, staring at the top of his head with a piercing gaze, expecting.

In midair, Chen Xiao carefully arranged the last piece of magic stone, pinched the magic formula, and muttered something.

"Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams, the heaven and earth, the luck comes naturally, and the formation is completed."

As soon as the voice fell, a muffled buzzing sound, although the sound was not loud, resounded throughout the Jingbian City, as if the heaven and earth trembled, and then quickly calmed down.

In midair, the thousand-foot-long dragon soul roared, flew around for a few circles, and then drilled down, sank into the mountains on both sides, and disappeared.

"Collect."

Chen Xiao saw the opportunity and cast a magic seal on the mountain. The dragon-locking killing formation was hidden, and the endless white clouds and mists around surged in, covering the breath of the formation, making it more mysterious. From the outside, it was impossible to see the depth of it.

Seeing this, he heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Finally, it's done. Hard work pays off. I can report to the Third Prince."

He thought, and with a flash, he flew down from the sky and came to the side of the Third Prince.

"Third Prince, the formation is complete. I have finally fulfilled my mission and did not waste the many natural treasures that His Highness gave me."

Chen Xiao said with a smile, quite arrogant.

"Good, very good, you did a good job."

The Third Prince was very happy and patted Chen Xiao on the shoulder.