The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Lingtian Dynasty.

a bolt from the blue.

A dragon's wail was heard from the ancestral land.

Immediately afterwards, heavy rain began to fall from the sky, and thick dark clouds covered the sky above Lingtian City.

"It has finally come to this." Li Tianxia sat in the rocking chair, stretched out her palm, and caught a drop of rain dripping from the eaves.

"He still broke the Dragon-Suppressing Sword." Li Tianxia sighed softly.

......

Dragon City.

At the moment when the Dragon-Slaying Sword broke.

Huang Tingsheng's body turned into starlight and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Even the soul was shattered by some force.

at the same time.

The body of the evil dragon shrank rapidly, and finally only about a hundred feet long.

The breath also dropped rapidly.

Although it is still terrifying, at least people can look at it directly.

Huang Tingsheng risked his own life to break the Dragon Suppressing Sword, allowing the Dragon Suppressing power within the sword to fill the entire world.

As a dragon, the evil dragon's strength is naturally suppressed to the maximum extent.

Almost at the moment when the Dragon-Suppressing Sword broke, the dragon's aura fell below the Void Refinement Realm and was still falling rapidly.

This is a change that can be seen with the naked eye.

Even ordinary people can see it.

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar is loud and clear.

Thunder and lightning raged.

Even though the evil dragon had shrunk several times, its body was still huge as it circled in the dark clouds, with lightning surrounding it.

Its eyes were filled with unremovable hatred.

Looking at the direction where Huang Tingsheng disappeared, a human voice was heard, mixed with a little mockery and a little admiration, "Huang Tingsheng, you are too naive."

"Do you think that if you suppress my strength, someone will dare to attack me?"

"Hahaha, I, Jiao Ba, am here, who dares to kill me?"

"Who dares to kill me?"

The words fell.

The flood in Longcheng rose sharply, five meters, six meters, seven meters... everyone in the pagoda was in danger.

Only then did everyone understand.

Huang Tingsheng risked his soul and his life, and his words "Gentlemen, please slay the dragon" were not an order, but a request made out of desperation.

Request the practitioners hidden in Dragon City to kill this dragon!

Even if the evil dragon was weakened ten times.

It still cannot be shaken by mortals, only practitioners!

"Hahahahaha."

"Dragon Slayer! Come out! Let's fight for another eight hundred rounds!"

The evil dragon laughed wildly, and the thunder in the sky became more terrifying. Its resentful voice spread far and wide. "Don't you claim to be righteous and say that I am stirring up trouble and causing trouble for the people, so I should be killed?"

"Now, I, Jiao Ba, have returned and drowned all the mortals in seventeen cities. Won't you come out and kill me?"

"Hahaha, in the final analysis, you are just coveting my dragon balls!"

The evil dragon showed off its might.

There is no point in mocking Huang Tingsheng's sacrifice.

Even if his strength has been weakened countless times.

Even the Dragon-Slaying Taoist could suppress it with just a flick of his finger.

Even in Dragon City, there are many monks...

......

pity.

A whole incense stick of time passed.

There was no movement.

The evil dragon flew up to the sky and into the sea, causing huge floods from time to time, crashing into pagodas and attacking the people struggling in the floods, doing all kinds of evil.

But still no one came out to stop it.

Wang Shui clenched his fists, climbed out of the pagoda window, climbed to the top of the pagoda in the wind and rain, and slipped several times and almost fell into the flood.

Wang Shui shouted loudly:

"I beg you to help me, Senior, and kill this dragon!"

"Gentlemen, please..."

Halfway through his words, a wave of spray swept in.

Aqua regia was wrapped in sea water and rolled into the air.

The evil dragon said with a teasing look, "If you swallow the second half of this sentence, I will let you go alone."

Wang Shui was furious and said the last two words without hesitation: "Slay the dragon."

The evil dragon flicked its tail and threw the aqua regia into the flood, then laughed loudly, "ridiculous, ridiculous, extremely ridiculous."

"Hahaha."

He seemed to be tickled, flying in the air, seeming to enjoy the moment extremely.

The water level rose rapidly, flooding the roofs of the houses.

at this time.

A hint of purple suddenly appeared in the sky.

The dragon looked carefully and found an old man standing in the flood, slowly walking towards him.

The old man held the pagoda in his hand, spiritual energy surged, and his face was slowly becoming younger.

An old man hiding in the pagoda, with eyes wide open, pointed at the old man holding the pagoda and gradually becoming younger, and said in a lost voice: "It's the old man across the street!"

"I was wondering why he had so many people, it turns out he's an immortal!"

Immediately, the old man clapped his hands and shouted happily: "Immortal, please help us, we are saved!!"

The emotions of everyone in the pagoda were instantly aroused.

Yang Xiuhua wiped away her tears, breathed a sigh of relief, gathered her strength, and squeezed to the window, not wanting to miss the unparalleled dragon-slaying battle that was about to take place.

The old man's face gradually became younger, his eyebrows were as handsome as peaks, and he held the nine-story Lingling Pagoda in his hand. He smiled bitterly and said, "I never thought that I, who has less than ten years left to live, would be able to shine again when the time comes."

Immediately, he laughed loudly, his arrogance soaring to the sky, "Evil dragon, evil dragon, you were just born a few hundred years earlier than me, and practiced for a little longer."

"If it weren't for the exhaustion of spiritual energy."

"The nine-story pagoda in my hand, Xu Changlie, will surely be able to defeat you!"

"Now... I'll risk my life to see if I can get one of your scales."

A voice was heard with a hint of self-mockery in it.

It's like a young man who should have been in great glory, but he has been suppressed for hundreds of years and finally shines.

As he spoke, the pagoda enlarged infinitely, and became engraved with images of all kinds of rare and exotic animals.

He rushed towards the dragon.

Then, he seemed to remember something, laughed loudly, and said casually: "Also, please slay the dragon!"

There was a loud explosion between heaven and earth.

The pagoda was shattered layer by layer.

A scale on the dragon's lower abdomen broke.

The young man aged quickly, and his figure fell from a great height. When he saw the broken scale, he smiled complacently.

He smiled coolly:

“Hahahaha, I, Xu Changlie, am at the ninth level of the foundation building stage and I’m fighting against the Void Refining Dragon. I’m truly an unrivaled genius!!”

"What a genius! Damn it! He was caught off guard and his limelight was stolen."

A middle-aged man stood on the sea, exuding spiritual energy and his face gradually becoming younger.

He cursed endlessly.

There was an irrepressible sadness in his eyes.

In the end, I still couldn't get over it and ran back to Longcheng. We had agreed to spend the last few days of our lives in retirement.

He took a step forward, and purple air rolled from the east. "My purple air foundation is the most powerful!"

"The road to becoming an immortal is cut off. Instead of guarding the last bit of my life, I might as well squander it one last time."

Then there was another loud noise.

The dragon retreated three meters and one of its whiskers was cut off.

Before the man fell, he cursed, "I fucking know that besides Fu Ren, I am the strongest."

Perhaps the genius was unwilling to be lonely, or perhaps he really couldn't bear to see the lives of the people suffer.

The thirteen people including Fu Ren, who were supposed to leave Longcheng, came back tacitly.

However, despite them, they died in a tragic way.

Those gentlemen hiding in the dark still showed no signs of wanting to take action.

"Master, you abandoned me when my spiritual energy was exhausted."

"Now that so many people are suffering, you are still unwilling to lend a helping hand?"

"Dragon-slaying Taoist? Haha."

Fu Ren had a sorrowful look on his face as he looked at his old friends, one after another, asking them to help, even at the cost of his life, but received no response at all.

When the slightly fat middle-aged woman transformed into her charming youth and displayed her last bit of brilliant charm.

Fu Ren began to walk on the waves.

The thirteen people have lived together for hundreds of years, and there is one unbreakable rule, which is not to compare with Fu Ren.

Because he is too perverted.

Heavenly Dao builds the foundation, and mysterious ice is added to the body...

Therefore, Fu Ren chose to take action last, otherwise he would definitely be complained by those behind him and that he had stolen their limelight.

You will never be able to rest in peace until you die.

At this moment, he was walking on the waves.

Wherever it passes, the mysterious ice spreads.

His eyelashes were frosted.

However, just when he was about to take action.

Inside the pagoda, the Qingping sword held by Yang Xiuhua suddenly trembled slightly.

Fu Ren's shoulder was also patted gently.