novelapdf Chapter 122 The Boss is Amazing
Chapter 122 The Boss is Amazing
Just as the two retreated, the mountain stronghold below exploded with a deafening roar.
"Boom!"
The deafening explosion resounded through the sky.
The mountain village was razed to the ground, and countless stones and wood chips shot out like a torrential rain.
The mountain of monster corpses was blown away by the violent shockwave, scattering in all directions and turning into a rain of corpses.
"roar"
Immediately afterwards!
A majestic and violent dragon roar resounded across the land.
Jiang Mu felt a sharp pain in her eardrums and her head was ringing.
It felt as if countless bronze bells were ringing simultaneously inside my skull.
The blood and qi in my body surged violently and uncontrollably. My internal organs felt as if they were being squeezed and kneaded by an invisible hand. I felt a sweet taste in my throat and almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
If Ji Hongyuan hadn't reacted so quickly, waving her jade hand to create a blood-red barrier that protected him and pulled him back several feet in time, it would have been a different story.
He probably already had his internal organs shattered by the terrifying sound waves.
"What's wrong? What is it?"
Jiang Mu shook her drowsy head; the tinnitus was still sharp.
Ji Hongyuan stood on a boulder, her long gold and red dress fluttering in the wind.
She furrowed her beautiful brows, her eyes fixed on the sinking, billowing pit below, her voice heavy and cold: "I never imagined that beneath this seemingly insignificant little mountain stronghold, a demonic dragon was being suppressed."
Judging from this aura... his cultivation level is at least at the eighth rank!
"An eighth-tier demonic dragon?!"
Jiang Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, and she was completely stunned.
How did another eighth-tier demon appear?!
This isn't the Fire Dragon Cliff from before, so where did this dragon come from?
Ji Hongyuan's eyes were sharp as she said in a deep voice, "This demonic dragon must have been sealed away by a powerful being a long time ago and has been sleeping here ever since."
It was no accident that these demons built their stronghold on top of the seal.
On one hand, they might be using the dragon energy emitted by the demonic dragon to nurture some kind of special magical artifact or cultivate evil arts. On the other hand... this is a trap in itself.
Once the village suffers a devastating blow, or is driven to a dead end, the mechanism will be triggered, forcibly awakening the demonic dragon and breaking its seal. At that moment, the awakened dragon, enraged, will attack indiscriminately; no intruder will escape!
Jiang Mu felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this.
These monsters are truly treacherous and vicious.
He subconsciously turned his head to look at the pig demon that had just tried to escape.
It lay motionless in a pile of rocks not far away. Blood flowed from its seven orifices, and a large pool of crimson blood spread beneath it; it had clearly been killed by the dragon's roar just now.
Ji Hongyuan glanced at it as well and said indifferently:
"This fool probably didn't expect the awakening of the demonic dragon to be so terrifying. Eighth-tier demonic creatures, especially those with top-tier bloodlines like the dragon race, are born with a certain degree of control over space."
Once its oppressive divine sense is unleashed, within its coverage area, let alone escape, not even a fly could escape.
Jiang Mu's face was grim, and he asked in a deep voice:
"So...we're trapped?"
"right."
Ji Hongyuan nodded, her tone calm but revealing a sense of helplessness.
"So what do we do? Just wait to die?"
Jiang Mu gripped the long sword in his hand tightly, but felt a sense of powerlessness.
Faced with an eighth-tier demonic dragon, his methods were like children's toys, utterly inadequate.
Ji Hongyuan narrowed her eerie dark golden eyes, gazing at the scorching smoke rising and churning in the deep pit, and the faintly glowing dark red light, and said calmly, "What's the rush? Wait."
"wait?"
"Yes, let's wait until they're done fighting."
"Them? Who are they?" Jiang Mu was even more puzzled.
The voice just fell.
"Boom!"
Another loud bang.
A beam of brilliant light, clear as a spring and azure as the sea, shot into the sky from the bottomless black pit.
Wherever the light passed, the scorching smoke and dust were dispersed.
The dragon's ferocious might seemed to have been somewhat diluted.
Immediately afterwards, an even more furious and violent dragon roar resounded.
A colossal dragon, its entire body covered in jet-black scales, with ferocious horns on its head and four claws on its belly, burst forth from the deep pit amidst a blue glow. The dragon was over forty zhang long, coiling in the air and blotting out the sun.
Each of its scales is as large as a millstone, with sharp edges and a cold, eerie luster.
Its dragon eyes, like two burning blood moons, were filled with ferocity and an arrogant disdain for all living beings. A terrifying dragon's might, like a tsunami, swept across the surroundings, making it difficult for Jiang Mu to breathe.
Within that pale blue light, a graceful figure stood suspended in mid-air.
She was a beautiful woman wearing a light blue dress.
She held a shimmering, colorful fan, her clothes fluttering, and her body was enveloped in a misty haze.
Despite the terrifying dragon's might, it stood proudly like a bamboo shoot in the wind.
It is Shui Miaozheng!
The black dragon circled once in the air, its body surrounded by surging black mist. With a flash of light, it transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man.
The man wore a brocade robe embroidered with black dragon patterns. He was tall and upright, with a charmingly wicked face and a pair of narrow, dark gold eyes that were somewhat similar to Ji Hongyuan's eyes, but even more domineering and sinister.
His gaze was fixed greedily on Shui Miaozheng opposite him, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his lips:
"Tsk tsk, I never expected that the first person I would see after breaking free from this damned seal would be such a stunningly beautiful woman... It's truly a match made in heaven, a fitting tribute to the long years I spent in slumber."
"My beauty, your aura... is very special, I find it very appealing. Today, you shall stay and become my dragon consort, how about it?"
As he spoke, his gaze swept around and suddenly fell on Ji Hongyuan on the boulder below.
His eyes immediately brightened:
"Oh? I didn't expect to find such a perfect Heavenly Yin Profound Fiend corpse here. Although it's just an avatar, the aura of its origin..."
Haha, what a double celebration!
Today, I, the king, am blessed with the happiness of having two wives!
After saying that, he laughed wildly, his figure transformed into a streak of black light, and with his arms outstretched, he pounced on Shui Miaozheng in mid-air like a predating eagle.
A cold glint flashed in Ji Hongyuan's beautiful eyes, and her pretty face turned menacing.
She snorted coldly and said to Jiang Mu beside her:
"It's a pity that my true form is trapped, and I've lost only one-tenth of my strength. Otherwise, I would have skinned and gutted this arrogant mudfish, roasted it into skewers, and let you taste the flavor of dragon meat."
Jiang Mu had no interest in listening to her at the moment.
The moment the demonic dragon appeared, its immense power pressed down on his chest, causing him to feel a tightness in his chest and his blood to stagnate.
Even their vision of the sky began to blur, their eyes stinging unbearably, as if looking at that demonic dragon for even a moment would cause them to be stung and tear up by its oppressive power. The power of an eighth-tier being was terrifying indeed!
He quickly circulated the demonic energy within his body, letting it flow wildly through his meridians.
The discomfort gradually subsided as demonic energy was injected.
Jiang Mu stopped looking up at the sky, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "Do you think... that woman can kill this demonic dragon?"
"Who knows?"
Ji Hongyuan sat down gracefully, took out a handful of melon seeds from somewhere, handed some to Jiang Mu, and casually said while cracking them, "That woman is quite strong, and seems to be carrying some powerful magic weapon."
If she wins, we might survive.
If she loses, I have my own way of escaping. As for you… well, you're on your own.
At this point, Ji Hongyuan suddenly paused in her action of cracking melon seeds.
Her captivating eyes suddenly turned, staring intently at Jiang Mu, a strange light flickering in them:
"Little guy, you're just sitting around doing nothing anyway."
"If that woman loses, you'll die too. I've helped you so much; if you just die like this, wouldn't I be at a huge loss? How about... while you're still alive, let me collect some interest?"
Jiang Mu was preoccupied with the matter of Du Yuanfei in Yancheng and was in a dangerous situation, so he didn't bother to argue and said indifferently, "Go ahead and inhale."
A satisfied smile appeared on Ji Hongyuan's face, and she said in a sweet voice:
"You're smart to know what's good for you."
But I must remind you, when I'm inhaling it later, don't resist.
If you show even the slightest reluctance, if your soul subconsciously resists, I will be unable to successfully absorb that energy. Do you understand?
"Okay, I know, you're so long-winded."
Jiang Mu didn't care at all. He just hoped that the one in the sky would kill the demon dragon quickly so that he could escape and chase after Du Yuanfei.
"Then... I won't stand on ceremony, sister."
Ji Hongyuan smiled sweetly, leaned closer to Jiang Mu, opened her luscious red lips, revealing two small but exceptionally sharp zombie fangs, and bit down on Jiang Mu's neck.
Jiang Mu was taken aback, instinctively shrinking back and frowning as she said:
"Are you a vampire or a zombie? Didn't you say you were sucking some kind of aura? Why are you talking now?"
"Yes, it's just 'inhaling'."
Ji Hongyuan blinked her alluring eyes, her expression completely matter-of-fact.
"However, this kind of primal energy can only be drawn in through direct contact. I have no interest in your blood; I'm merely using the point where the meridians meet at your neck as a conduit."
"Don't worry, I'm very gentle and won't hurt you."
Jiang Mu was skeptical.
But remembering how readily the other party had helped him before, and considering that the situation was currently beyond his control, he frowned, remained still, and let the other party do as they pleased. The next moment.
A cool, soft touch landed on his carotid artery.
Jiang Mu felt a slight stinging pain in her neck.
It felt like I'd been bitten by a mosquito.
Immediately afterwards, he clearly felt a faint but pure energy flowing out of his body from the spot where he had been bitten, being absorbed by the other party.
Jiang Mu's heart stirred.
With a slight shift in thought, he tried to control that aura.
really!
The flow of breath suddenly stopped.
Ji Hongyuan suddenly raised her head, a hint of coldness flashing in her beautiful eyes as she stared at Jiang Mu:
"Are you going to back out?"
Jiang Mu touched her neck.
There was no wound there, not even a tooth mark, only some moist saliva that emitted a faint fragrance.
"I just wanted to test if you could force it in. It seems you can't. In that case, you can continue."
Having confirmed that the initiative was in her own hands, Jiang Mu was now completely relieved.
As long as this female demon can't forcefully absorb it, then there's no need to worry about her causing trouble.
Ji Hongyuan rolled her eyes at him, annoyed by his cautious demeanor, but said nothing.
She leaned down again, her red lips slightly parted, and gently took Jiang Mu's neck into her mouth...
At this time.
In mid-air, the battle between the Black Dragon and the Water Mythical Kite had reached a fever pitch.
Shui Miaozheng stands in the void, her fair hands gently waving.
The shimmering fan spun rapidly in her fair palm, faster and faster, until in the blink of an eye it grew into a fan about ten feet in size, its surface as thin as a cicada's wing, glistening with water, as if sealing a miniature ocean within.
"go!"
She gripped the fan handle with all five fingers, exerted force with her wrist, and slapped the demonic dragon that had transformed into human form hard!
"call!"
It was as if a rift had been torn open between heaven and earth, and a bluish-green gale howled out.
The gale initially only stretched a few feet, but after leaving the fan, it surged and transformed into a sky-reaching, earth-shattering azure tornado, carrying a bone-chilling cold and a sharp aura that could tear through space, sweeping towards the demonic dragon man.
Amidst the fierce wind, countless fine, hair-like ice crystals shimmered faintly.
Each one contains a sharp edge capable of cutting through gold and jade, like thousands of invisible flying knives.
Faced with this terrifying attack, the dragon-man merely smiled contemptuously.
"A trivial skill."
He stood with his hands behind his back, his body trembling slightly.
In an instant, a thick layer of hard black dragon scales covered his entire body.
The azure gale tornado struck the demonic dragon man, producing a dense, explosive sound like raindrops pattering on banana leaves.
It could only send up a trail of sparks, unable to break through its defenses in the slightest.
The demonic dragon man remained unmoved despite the fierce winds, and laughed loudly:
"My beauty, why waste your energy? Although you are at the peak of the eighth realm, I am also at the peak of the eighth rank. Our realms seem to be similar, but my demon race is born with a strong physique and our bloodline supernatural abilities are even more unique."
Among those of the same level, they are already slightly stronger than human cultivators.
This gap will only become more pronounced as your cultivation level increases. Today, you are destined to obediently submit to my dragon's might!
Shui Miaozheng's gentle, watery eyes narrowed slightly.
She extended her left index finger, placed it to her lips, and gently bit it with her pearly teeth. A drop of blood, crimson with a faint golden glow, seeped from her fingertip.
Then, using his fingers as a brush and blood as ink, he quickly sketched on the fan surface.
The moment the runes took shape, the fan shone brightly, and the originally violent blue gale suddenly changed.
"go!"
She gave a soft snort and waved her fan again.
This time, there was no violent howling; instead, circles of pale pink ripples gently spread outwards from the center of the fan, as if transforming into a warm breeze brushing against the willow branches in March.
It carries a strange and subtle Taoist charm.
However, this seemingly gentle "spring breeze" lightly brushed against the protective dragon scales surrounding the demon dragon man...
"laugh……"
A faint sound came from behind.
The wicked smile on the dragon man's face suddenly froze.
He looked down.
This seemingly weak and powerless wind completely ignored his dragon scale defenses, seeping into the sand like water seeping into the soil, penetrating through the gaps in the scales. Then, the gentle spring breeze suddenly transformed into the sharpest steel blade!
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
The dragon scales that the demonic dragon was so proud of as protective scales began to crack one by one, and countless deep wounds that revealed the bone appeared on his body.
The golden dragon blood instantly stained the robe red.
"Like a spring breeze and gentle rain, it nourishes all things silently..."
A look of surprise flashed in the dragon-man's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a stronger sense of interest and a desire to conquer. "Interesting! My beauty, the more unique you are, the more I like you!"
He stopped being arrogant and opened his mouth to spit out a bead as black as ink.
The Dragon Ball spun around, releasing a strange suction force.
The scattered "spring breeze" energy was drawn in and then exploded, turning into countless turbulent currents.
"Here you go!"
The demonic dragon held its hands in a gesture of reverence, and under the control of the dragon pearl, the scattered qi instantly gathered together, condensing into a black qi giant sword that was tens of feet long, and slashed straight at Shui Miaozheng!
Shui Miaozheng's expression changed slightly, and the fan in her hand expanded again, transforming into a huge water curtain shield in front of her.
"Crack!"
The giant sword slashed down, causing the water curtain to tremble.
It only held up for a short while before it became covered in cracks and looked like it was about to break.
Shui Miaozheng sighed helplessly, waved her hand to put away the tattered fan, and her figure floated backward like a falling leaf.
"You think you can just run away?" The demonic dragon grinned as it gave chase.
However, at that moment, a huge orchid phantom suddenly bloomed in the void beneath Shui Miaozheng's feet.
The orchid is pure white and flawless, with its petals fully extended.
Above each petal floats a pink spirit sword, totaling thirty-six.
They immediately formed a sword formation, trapping the pursuing demonic dragon within it.
"A sword formation?"
The demonic dragon paused, but instead of panicking, it revealed a mocking smile. "You think this mere sword formation can trap me?"
His demonic power erupted, transforming into countless black dragons that frantically crashed into the sword formation.
At the same time as the impact, it also laid out the "Sky-Locking Dragon Pattern" in the void.
"break!"
With a roar from the demonic dragon, the thirty-six spirit swords were forcibly blasted away.
Shui Miaozheng swayed, spat out blood, and flew backward.
"Got you!"
The demonic dragon was overjoyed and immediately activated the "Sky-Locking Dragon Pattern".
The surrounding space froze, firmly fixing Shui Miaozheng in place. Then, a claw reached out and aimed straight for her slender neck.
The woman looked desperate.
However, just as the dragon claw was about to touch Shui Miaozheng's skin, he saw a cold, disdainful smile curl up at the corner of her mouth.
"not good!"
The demonic dragon quickly retreated.
The thirty-six spirit swords that had just been blasted away somehow regrouped behind the demonic dragon, merging into one giant sword that pierced towards the dragon's back!
"puff!"
Despite its best efforts to dodge, the dragon was still pierced through the abdomen by a sword.
Fresh blood splattered out.
Shui Miaozheng also used the recoil from this attack to forcefully break through the spatial blockade.
Above ground.
Ji Hongyuan finally relaxed her red lips with satisfaction.
She straightened up, stuck out her bright red tongue to lick the last trace of breath from the corner of her mouth, and let out a burp without any regard for her image.
"Burp~ It tastes good."
She looked at Jiang Mu, her dark golden eyes carrying a hint of satisfied languor.
"Sister, I need to go and 'feed' my main body first, to digest things. Whether you survive next... depends on your luck." "I hope you'll still be alive when I see you again."
As she spoke, her body began to become transparent, turning into specks of golden-red light that dissipated in the wind and vanished without a trace.
"Feed..."
Jiang Mu opened her mouth, but felt a strong dizziness.
Having had a large amount of his energy drained, he felt completely drained and so weak that he couldn't even stand up straight.
Even demonic energy cannot nourish it.
"What exactly did this woman absorb?"
Confused, Jiang Mu could only sit cross-legged and circulate his internal energy to recover.
Meanwhile, the battle in the sky had reached its final stage.
After being ambushed and severely injured, the demonic dragon went completely berserk.
He no longer cared about showing mercy to women; he fought with a desperate, all-out approach, relentlessly attacking Shui Miaozheng.
Shui Miaozheng's physical body was not as strong as that of the demon race. Under the demon dragon's storm-like attacks, she gradually became overwhelmed and faced constant danger.
"My beauty, it's time to end this!"
Having confirmed that Shui Miaozheng had no more trump cards, the demon dragon suddenly split open a vertical pupil between its brows, shooting out a hazy, evil light.
As the evil light burst forth, the demonic dragon's aura weakened.
It was obviously very taxing on him as well.
The evil light transformed into countless gray threads, wrapping around Xiang Shui Miaozheng, attempting to imprison her soul and magical power.
"In the end... it was just a little bit short."
Feeling her rapidly depleting stellar energy and her soul beginning to be imprisoned, Shui Miaozheng's eyes flashed with struggle and hesitation. Finally, she sighed softly, "The opportunities of the Great Dao are but illusions, fleeting and illusory. The struggles of the mortal world ultimately amount to nothing but ashes..."
She raised her left arm and pointed her fingers like a sword.
Make a sweeping motion in the air towards the palm of your right hand!
"Clang!"
A long sword, entirely pink with orchid patterns subtly etched on its blade, appeared out of thin air.
The sword rang out clearly, carrying a sense of sorrow.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shui Miaozheng grasped the hilt of the pink longsword.
He turned the sword tip around and thrust it into his own abdomen!
"puff"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the void in front of him red.
The demon dragon was somewhat bewildered:
"What is this woman doing? Could it be that she's trying to commit suicide to avoid being caught by me?"
The next moment, something unexpected happened!
Centered on the Water Mystic Kite, in the void, a gigantic pomegranate flower suddenly bloomed.
The petals are layered upon each other, displaying a crimson hue.
It seemed to be formed from the purest life essence and Daoist principles.
At the flower's stamen, tiny golden rays shimmered, like stars.
She released the pink sword that was piercing her abdomen.
The longsword became one with her body, and pink light threads, like roots, sprouted from the hilt, connecting with her meridians.
Shui Miaozheng formed a hand seal with both hands.
"Using one's body as a sword, melting the power of stars as the edge, forging the divine soul as the spine, and sacrificing the star position as the soul... a beautiful beginning and a tragic end."
"One sword... to slay evil!"
"Buzz"
The enormous pomegranate flower phantom shrank, and endless radiance and Daoist energy surged wildly into her body.
A dazzling pink light emanated from her body.
The next moment, to the astonishment of the dragon man, Shui Miaozheng's figure suddenly vanished.
It transformed into a giant sword that was a hundred feet long!
The world changed color, and the wind and clouds swirled.
Fear finally appeared in the dragon's eyes: "Madwoman! You insane woman! You actually turned your body into a sword?! Do you want your soul to be scattered?!" "Slay!"
The giant sword hurtled straight towards the demonic dragon!
The demonic dragon dared not hold back any longer, and let out a deafening roar as its body rapidly expanded.
Black fog billowed.
It revealed its true form as a jet-black dragon, over forty feet long.
The dragon extended a ferocious claw, as large as a house and covered in thick scales, and reached for the giant sword, intending to crush it. "Sizzle!"
The hundred-foot-long crimson giant sword pierced directly through the hard dragon claws, its momentum undiminished, and plunged into the demonic dragon's abdomen.
"boom!!"
The pomegranate flower shadow, integrated into the sword, bloomed again inside the dragon's belly.
"Awooo!"
A mournful dragon roar echoed through the sky.
Strange red runes spread along the wounds to the entire body of the demonic dragon, transforming into a suppressive force that sealed and suppressed the dragon's cultivation level layer by layer! Eighth rank... Seventh rank... Sixth rank... Fifth rank...
Finally, the dragon could no longer maintain its enormous size and fell from the sky along with the dimly lit giant sword.
"Boom!"
The earth was smashed into a deep crater.
The smoke and dust cleared.
The once majestic, jet-black dragon had shrunk to the size of an ordinary house.
Its scales were shattered, and it was covered in blood.
The huge, penetrating wound in the abdomen was particularly shocking.
It collapsed in the ruins at the edge of the deep pit, struggling several times to get up, but falling back down helplessly each time. Dark golden blood continued to gush from its ferocious dragon mouth, and its breath became weak.
And not far away, beside a pile of rubble.
Shui Miaozheng, who had re-formed, also had a face as white as gold paper.
Crimson blood kept spilling from the corner of her mouth. She tried to sit up, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her arms.
Both sides could only silently circulate their internal energy, trying to recover before the other.
But in the end, the dragon demon was still a step more ruthless.
It turned its head, opened its blood-red maw, and with a "crack," bit off its own left front paw!
It swallowed the severed claw whole.
At the same time, a violent demonic power exploded from its belly, forcibly stimulating its nearly depleted demon core and bloodline.
His breathing improved slightly.
Although still seriously injured, he has barely regained some mobility.
The demonic dragon staggered to its feet, its body covered in blood, its vertical pupils filled with venomous resentment as it stared at the limp Shui Miaozheng on the ground:
"You slut! I'm going to..."
However, before the threatening words could be finished, the void above their heads suddenly twisted!
"town!"
A cold, indifferent shout suddenly rang out from behind.
A majestic seal, as imposing as a mountain, appeared out of thin air and crashed down with the force of a thunderbolt!
"BOOM!!"
The earth trembled violently, and dust flew everywhere.
The demonic dragon, who had just stood up, was immediately suppressed to the ground by the sudden appearance of the [Ghost King Seal].
The already damaged dragon body was further crushed, causing its bones to crack.
It was impossible to move even an inch.
Before the smoke and dust had cleared, a tall, slender figure broke through the fog, sword in hand.
Jiang Mu's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand gleamed with a bloody light.
While you are sick, I will kill you!
He keenly sensed that although the demonic dragon was experiencing a brief resurgence of energy, its cultivation level had genuinely fallen to the fifth rank.
This is a golden opportunity to kill!
"die!"
Jiang Mu moved with lightning speed, instantly closing in on the dragon's head. His arm muscles bulged, and he slashed fiercely at the enormous dragon's head with his sword.
"clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere.
Jiang Mu felt a violent jolt in his tiger's mouth, and was thrown several feet away by the force of the recoil.
A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
Even when broken, the dragon scales remain incredibly hard.
"roar!!"
Although the demonic dragon was suppressed, it remained incredibly ferocious.
It turned its head with difficulty, glaring at Jiang Mu, its voice like rolling thunder:
"Ignorant brat! You worthless trash from the fourth realm, like an ant, dare to attempt to kill a dragon?!"
Upon seeing this, Shui Miaozheng frowned and weakly cried out:
"Hurry up and leave... You can't kill it... Its essence is intact, and its cultivation will recover quickly... At that time, you won't be able to leave even if you want to..." Jiang Mu ignored him.
go?
Where to go?
Once this dragon demon recovers even a little, with its terrifying strength as an eighth-tier demon king and its dragon race talents, hunting down a fourth-realm cultivator would be a piece of cake. Rather than waiting to die, it's better to take a gamble!
He steadied himself, took a deep breath, and frantically circulated the [Tai Su Tian Gang Blood River True Knowledge] within his dantian, channeling it into the blade through his meridians. The once gleaming blade turned crimson, exuding a dense, murderous aura.
"Again!"
Jiang Mu roared and charged forward again.
If one cut isn't enough, then two!
If two cuts aren't enough, then a hundred!
Jiang Mu chopped wood like a woodcutter, or split a mountain like a strongman, aiming at the same spot on the dragon demon's neck, hacking and slashing wildly! "Damn it!!"
The demonic dragon was pressed under the seal and could not move.
He could only watch helplessly as this ant "stirred up trouble" on him, feeling so frustrated he was about to explode.
It sneered repeatedly, thinking to itself:
Go ahead and chop!
Go ahead and chop away!
They cut one down without making a sound.
I am a true dragon, and even if I stand here and let you chop me down, I'll exhaust you to death!
How much star power can a cultivator at the fourth realm have?
In just a moment, this kid will be exhausted, and then... that will be his death day!
however.
As time goes by...
Jiang Mu's sword light did not weaken; on the contrary, it became even more fierce.
The sword strikes were like a raging storm, as if the stellar energy within him was inexhaustible and would never run dry.
The mockery in the dragon's eyes gradually froze, turning into terror.
What the hell is this monster?!
Under Jiang Mu's frenzied hacking, the indestructible dragon neck was finally broken open, and golden dragon blood gushed out.
The demon dragon was completely panicked.
It began to struggle frantically, its massive dragon body twisting and turning, seemingly threatening to overturn the Ghost King's Seal.
Unfortunately, under Jiang Mu's fierce strikes, they were ultimately a step too slow.
"it's over!"
A sharp light flashed in Jiang Mu's eyes, and all the demonic energy instantly transformed into star power, which was then poured into this one strike.
"Sky-Shattering Slash!"
A crimson blade of light, ten zhang long, slashed straight down.
"Not the same!!!"
The dragon's pupils constricted sharply, and it let out a final, unwilling roar.
"Pfft!"
A flash of light appeared.
The black dragon head was actually severed off.
The enormous head, dripping with golden blood, rolled to the ground, its eyes wide open in death.
The headless dragon corpse twitched a few times before collapsing with a crash.
far away.
Shui Miaozheng's cherry lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes wide open, completely stunned.
As a cultivator at the eighth level, she had witnessed countless geniuses, but she had never seen such an outrageous scene.
A minor cultivator at the fourth realm...
They actually managed to behead a once-eighth-tier demonic dragon?!
Even if this demonic dragon is severely injured and has fallen from its cultivation level, it is still a dragon!
The boy's physical strength and stellar energy reserves were simply astonishing.
"Huff... huff..."
Jiang Mu leaned on the knife, panting heavily.
This was the most tiring time he had ever experienced.
It's not just physical exhaustion, but also extreme mental exhaustion.
He caught his breath, walked to the dragon's corpse, and habitually swung his knife to cut open the dragon's belly and retrieve its demon core.
"Don't touch it!"
Shui Miaozheng's expression changed drastically, and she cried out in alarm.
"What?"
Jiang Mu subconsciously turned around.
However, it was too late.
His hand had already touched the pitch-black demon core.
"Boom!"
A soft sound.
The demon core exploded in his hand.
There was no terrifying shockwave, only a cloud of pink mist spreading rapidly.
"The demon core exploded?"
Jiang Mu was taken aback at first, then felt a surge of heat rush from his dantian to the top of his head.
The world before my eyes began to spin...
All the colors became ambiguous and hazy.
My body felt like it was on fire, every cell screaming with desire.
Jiang Mu's legs went weak, and she collapsed to her knees on the ground.
Shui Miaozheng, standing some distance away, was deathly pale.
She quickly threw out several calming talismans, made hand seals to create a protective barrier around herself, and at the same time guarded her spirit, desperately resisting the poisonous gas spreading in the air.
"not good!"
Jiang Mu finally realized what was happening and was terrified.
What kind of melodramatic plot is this?!
How could I get hit by this kind of attack while killing a monster?
He quickly activated the [Frosty Moon Ice Heart Technique], while simultaneously clutching the jade pendant given to him by Tang Guixin, attempting to suppress the agitation within his body.
However, this slight coolness was instantly swallowed up by the heat.
Jiang Mu's mind became increasingly foggy.
The thoughts that were usually suppressed now grew wildly like weeds after the rain, almost breaking through the dam of reason.
"Don't panic, there's still a way!"
Jiang Mu bit her tongue hard, and using the slight pain, pressed two fingers to her brow.
The next instant, his consciousness arrived at the gate of Peach Blossom Husband's Cave Heaven Dao Mansion.
Without thinking twice, with a thought, he directly drew out the crystal-clear [stream water] and began to gulp it down.
"Glug! Glug!"
This spiritual water, imbued with the true essence of the Great Dao, is indeed remarkably effective.
Although his physical body remained limp and immobile, his consciousness gradually returned to clarity under the cleansing influence of the refreshing aura. "Phew...that was close."
Jiang Mu secretly rejoiced.
He was no Liu Shihui, who could remain unmoved by temptation.
But he was also peaceful.
If I were to actually take care of this powerful figure at the eighth realm, once she recovers, I would definitely be chopped into mincemeat and fed to her!
however.
Just when Jiang Mu thought she had escaped a calamity.
But for some reason, I felt a chill, as if something bad was about to happen.
Jiang Mu's consciousness immediately returned to Wu's body.
Look ahead.
Suddenly, Shui Miaozheng appeared quietly in front of him.
A gentle breeze swept through the valley, lifting her tattered pale blue dress and revealing her skin.
She still maintained that dignified and gentle demeanor, her face serene and Buddha-like, seemingly normal.
but……
Those eyes, once as clear as water, now shimmered with a vibrant red light, like a pool of water about to boil.
Her eyes sparkled with allure.
The ripe charm poured out like a flood bursting its banks.
"This woman..."
Jiang Mu cursed inwardly.
This is a cultivator at the eighth level of cultivation!
Is this all the self-control you have?!
Shui Miaozheng looked down at Jiang Mu from her elevated position, her gaze sweeping over him as if scrutinizing something.
"Shuyu...is with you..."
The woman spoke slowly.
Her voice was low, husky, and alluring, with a slight magnetic quality, like a feather gently brushing against Jiang Mu's heart.
Just one sentence was enough to make Jiang Mu feel deeply moved, and her bones felt like they were melting.
"What Shuyu?"
Jiang Mu was completely confused, and Gen Wu had no idea what she was talking about.
Shui Miaozheng offered no explanation.
She seemed to have recovered some of her cultivation, and gently touched the ground with her jade-like finger.
"Buzz!"
Jiang Mu felt a warmth in her arms.
Something seemed to fly out and land in Cheng Shui Miao Zheng's hand.
Jiang Muwu wanted to take a closer look, but when he sensed the heat returning, he quickly closed his eyes and his consciousness returned to the path, where he drank another large gulp of the [Jian Shi Shui].
Of course, he was unaware that Luo Xue, the factory manager on the other side, was cursing and swearing.
In reality.
As [Shuyu] was absorbed, the red light in Shui Miaozheng's eyes faded slightly, and she regained some clarity.
She staggered back a step and collapsed to the ground again, powerless.
She raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her, who had his eyes tightly closed, was covered in sweat, and was struggling to hold on. A hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Of all the dragon-like auras, none could surpass her serene and peaceful nature.
An ordinary man, even a cultivator at the fifth or sixth level, would probably have turned into a wild beast and pounced on the enemy if he had absorbed even a trace of the poison.
But this little fourth-realm boy in front of me has managed to hold on until now with sheer willpower.
This composure and mental fortitude are truly astonishing!
She was especially aware of her own charm.
This kind of mature woman's allure is absolutely deadly poison to this vigorous young man.
With the Dragon's Qi Catalyst, this allure will be amplified tenfold or a hundredfold.
How could he possibly resist looking and not moving?
"He's a true gentleman..."
Shui Miaozheng couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill and respect.
only………
On my side...
She felt the still raging, surging dragon poison energy within her body and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
With his body severely injured, Genwu was unable to expel the poisonous gas.
If it is allowed to remain in the body for a long time, even if the person does not die, it will likely affect the formation of their Dao foundation in the future.
So, there's only one way left for the eye to be satisfied...
"That's enough."
Shui Miaozheng looked at the boy with his eyes closed, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
Fortunately, his eyes were closed, so he shouldn't be able to see anything.
"In the struggle for the Great Dao, calamity follows one's fate..."
She parted her red lips slightly, "Since that's the case, why not... relax your mind and body and let nature take its course?"
I don't know how much time passed.