Chapter 292

She must kill this black dragon.

(Because of the special nature of [Red Dust], and I still have a trick up my sleeve, it’s still okay for people outside… But this dragon monster must have remembered my characteristics. If I don’t kill it, my identity as a mortal body will no longer be a secret…)

It would be fine if the demons had no plans for my mortal body, but from the current situation, it is obviously impossible.

And once targeted, my mortal incarnation will be in a very dangerous situation.

Unless I completely abandon the identity of "Six-door Golden Seal Qilin"… But the consequences of this choice are also unbearable. There will be indelible cracks in the mortal phase, and even affect the other two phases.

Miss Qilin, who had made up her mind, narrowed her eyes and gradually drifted towards the pale space crack in the green space.

Her eyes were on the dragon monster who wanted to chase but hesitated because of confusion.

(Almost... In its current state, it can't resist the Red Dust Prison Seed I planted when I deliberately used words to confuse its mind.)

(I just didn't expect that the [Red Dust] bait sent by the demon clan could make my mortal body reach the point of almost perfect Red Dust... If it was before, I couldn't condense the Prison Seed Method at all...)

(But according to the description of the mortal body condensed by the three pure qi, I will be retaliated by the Red Dust later... I can't care so much!)

The pupils under the mask of Miss Qilin no longer have any color.

"The Red Dust is like a prison, and all living beings are prisoners..."

The cold voice spread.

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 437 Killing the Dragon (3k)

Above the Royal City, the Yuanying battlefield.

Night Crow came back to his senses from a dizziness, and the picture in his eyes gradually became clear from blurry, but he was stunned.

"What happened?"

His voice was faintly trembling.

"I don't know."

The one who answered him was Xuanming who woke up before him.

This Shamatte Jinzhang lowered his voice: "... I feel that I was just in a trance, and the scene in front of me has become what it is now."

Like them, the monks around them also woke up one by one, and then stared at the scene in front of them in a daze, with a chill running from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads.

In their eyes, there was a strange scene of demon corpses.

The demon corpses that had already died were withered for some reason, and in their memory, the demons who were still alive in this area a second ago, now died for some reason.

The cause of death was the same, all of them had cracks in their eyebrows and their vitality was cut off.

Sacrifice?

As the head of the intelligence department, Night Crow quickly remembered what such strange phenomena generally represented.

But he glanced around and found no problem.

"Qilin, do you have any clues?"

Night Crow looked at the figure who had fallen behind him at some point.

The figure wearing a mask with scales shook his head silently.

Night Crow thought for a while.

"Anyway, let's check if there are any problems first... I told my fellow Taoists around me about my previous guess. The demon clan gathered us all together, so they must have some plan."

Maybe it has even been completed?

Ye Ya was not very clear, because he really didn't feel anything wrong.

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"Who are you! Why are you here!?"

The black dragon, still in the scarlet space, roared, and there was a hint of dragon power in his voice. There was a layer of dragon phantom on his body, as if it could show its true form at any time.

It seemed that only in this way could it give it enough sense of security.

But the figure in its eyes ignored it.

The figure in the white robe seemed to be integrated with the world, without any ripples.

For some reason, the black dragon's eyes only had this figure that made its heart tremble, and it could not see anything else.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"What is your purpose?"

"Could it be that... you want to stop us demons from achieving the supreme great cause?!"

Perhaps increasing the volume did have some effect. The black dragon's voice gradually returned to normal from the trembling, as if the previous panic had faded away, and courage surged back into his heart, and his tone began to become questioning.

Its body was also unconsciously approaching the first space crack, removing the formation that was no longer useful.

However, at this moment, the other side finally responded.

The echoing piano sound stopped and was replaced by a sneer.

"Great cause?"

The white-robed figure did not turn around, but just changed the posture of holding the fishing rod slightly, making a movement of about to retract the rod, but did not move forward, still letting the fishing line ripple in the void.

His voice was indifferent:

"When... a doomed to fail in ascending to immortality can also be called a great cause?"

The black dragon, who was only half a step away from crossing the crack and reaching the blue space, suddenly paused.

Although the other party's words were plain, they sounded like thunder in its ears.

"Destined...to fail?"

The Black Flood felt a storm in his head, making him mutter to himself subconsciously.

(Does he know what our demon race wants to do? Does he know the Demon Lord's plan? Is he really here to destroy the Demon Lord's plan?)

(No, it's impossible... If there really is such a being who wants to oppose the Demon Lord, how could the Demon Lord not know? How could he not make arrangements? This is tacitly agreed by the one who awakened this time in the demon spirit world...)

(No... No, is the Demon Lord really not prepared?)

The Black Flood suddenly remembered the doubts he had been holding from the beginning.

Why did the demon clan not only put the opponent into an irresistible state and capture Yao Yue to deal with a mere Yuanying in the early stage, but also set up a formation?

Even the demon clan had to suppress it personally by himself as a god?

Did the demon lord know from the beginning that there might be an accident?

So he had to complete the last step of the mission as soon as possible... because if it was too late, he would fail under the intervention of that person?

Boom boom boom.

The black dragon's heartbeat accelerated wildly, like a drumbeat.

It instinctively wanted to deny the so-called "doomed to failure" said by the other party, but inexplicably, it had the idea of ​​believing in it.

Can the demon lord really succeed?

If he could really ascend to the immortal world like that, why would the former emperor of the fairyland, who was much more powerful and terrifying than the demon lord, give up? Why would he suddenly disappear?

No, he couldn't think about it anymore...

The black dragon realized that there was something wrong with his state of mind, as if he would fall into the abyss if he wavered for a moment.

It forced its thoughts to gather, and the demon blood boiled. The madness squeezed out made it crash into the space crack and enter the blue space.

"The Demon Lord will ascend to the position of Demon Immortal... There is no mistake, the Demon Lord will definitely ascend to the position of Demon Immortal... By then, the whole world will be a land of demons..."

As if hypnotizing himself, the black dragon's human body became more and more illusory, the demon appearance became clearer and clearer, and the frenzy in the scarlet vertical pupils gradually became obvious.

But at this moment, the white-robed figure in the pale space shook the fishing rod, and a thunder suddenly sounded.

Boom!

"Ascend to the position of Demon Immortal? Hahaha." The mocking laughter echoed in the space... During this laughter, the temperament of the white-robed figure quietly changed.

His hand left the fishing rod, but the fishing rod remained still in place.

Then, he slowly stood up from the void, and his white robe fluttered.

The aloof attitude of the last moment was gone, but he seemed to have become the emperor of the world who looked down on the world.

"You are so ignorant that it's ridiculous..."

"Let's not talk about the fact that this can only make you a pseudo-immortal... Haha, even if you can make you a true immortal, what's the harm?"

"I have killed immortals before."

The figure in white robe turned suddenly.

A blank mask was reflected in the black dragon's eyes.

But the look under the mask was like a god or a demon!

At this moment, it seemed that endless illusions appeared in its mind.

It saw millions of demons turned into ashes in the blink of an eye of the white-robed figure.

It saw the entire demon land fall apart and turn into wasteland with a sigh from the white-robed figure.

It saw the demon lord being killed and revealing his original form of a big roc, but the white-robed figure plucked his hair and bled him and threw him into a big pot...while he was tied aside without any resistance, as the next ingredient in the pot.

The white-robed figure walked over with a knife sharpened...

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Miss Qilin's eyes were tired, but there was a hint of joy.

The most difficult step has been completed.

She had entered the pale space without knowing when, and stood beside a demon sect saint who had "killed a true immortal".

But the black dragon in the cyan space seemed to be unable to see her, the real mission target, and stared at her side dully, trembling as if struggling in fear.

She glanced at someone beside her with a slightly strange look.

To be honest, this guy's acting skills exceeded her imagination.

She knew that the demon sect saint was very good at acting, but she didn't expect him to be so good at acting.

For a moment, even she thought that the other party was a legendary great power who could kill immortals and gods.

Therefore, the effect of her first use of the Red Dust Prison Seed was particularly good.

On the other side, Luo Wusheng was particularly keen to notice Miss Qilin's gaze, and he still maintained his posture, but his face under the mask twitched.

It was so damn embarrassing!

If he was alone, it would be nothing to pretend like this, and he, Luo, might even be complacent because he scared the gods silly, and feel very happy inside.

But Miss Qilin, who knew the truth, was right beside him, and she was the real main force in the fight against the black dragon this time...

Luo Wusheng remembered the lines and actions he had just designed, and remembered his disdainful laughter... He wanted to die.

But he had to continue to suppress his shame that wanted to roll on the ground, looking down at the black dragon separated by a space, and kept telling himself: This is an ant, everything in the world is an ant to me... Ah, the world full of ants should be destroyed...

Fortunately, it will be over soon.

After it's over, I will use the thunder to completely paralyze my facial nerves and be paralyzed for a while.

As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!

At this time, Miss Qilin, who looked quite weak, took a breath.

Luo Wusheng knew that he was finally going to take action.

"Please, the ancestor emperor will use a sword!"

Miss Qilin's voice was very light, but there was a mysterious connection in the dark, which was tense in these words.

In the space filled with green light, a gem that was left behind at an unknown time suddenly shattered.

A ray of light shone in front of the black dragon.

An illusory figure walked out of the light.