Fairy, help me practice

　The nobles floating in the air could not help but make an uproar, and then retreated hundreds of feet.

　"Jiang Clan's Golden Dragon Ancestor, I've seen you before."

　Pang Xi smiled.

　The Golden Dragon Patriarch slowly stood up, and his huge and burly body stretched the cage open bit by bit. The solid and hard gold of the cage let out a painful and twisted hiss.

　But he stood up very slowly, and it was obvious that it was not just the cage that bound him.

　Pang Xi, who was floating on the top of the cage, lowered his sleeves, but slowly lifted them back up.

　There was a sharp, teeth-grinding metallic scream.

　The Golden Dragon Patriarch completely broke through the cage and seemed to have also broken through the restraints.

　He raised his arm and shouted, and countless cages around him shattered into pieces.

　The remaining civilians rushed out. Instead of running away, they immediately picked up the gold fragments in the pool of blood and threw them at Pang Xi, who was closest to them.

　When the mixed gold fragments hit Pang Xi's gorgeous and exquisite brocade robe, he was stunned.

　It seemed like a long time passed before he realized that these creatures under his feet, who could be crushed to death with just one finger, actually dared to hit him?

　He stared blankly at the injured civilians who were staring at him hungrily.

　The listlessness of those onlookers

　The civilians also stared blankly at their compatriots, some of whom they could not recognize.

　A civilian shouted in hatred: "Look! Even immortals can bleed!"

　A sharp golden bolt flew into the sky and brushed past Pang Xi's face. Blood slowly seeped out from the wound.

　Pang Xi was still in a daze, but the big sleeves that were aimed at the Golden Dragon Ancestor had already turned towards that person.

　But the man was not afraid at all.

　"Kill me, and there are others who come after me. If you can bleed, we can kill you..."

　Before he could finish his words, his head exploded.

　The woman beside him let out a wail like a female beast, picked up the mixed gold fragments, rushed to Pang Xi's feet, and threw them at him angrily.

　The remaining civilians on the ground also picked up the gold fragments and threw them at Pang Xi.

　"Kill the Immortal!"

　"Kill the Immortal!"

　"Kill the Immortal!"

　All the fragments behind were bounced away by Pang Xi, but the civilians' momentum became stronger and stronger. They were fearless and their shouts became louder with each attack.

　It was not until later that the eyes of those cowardly and listless civilians began to light up.

　The increasing amount of blood under their feet was no longer a deadly poison, but a fire that ignited the hatred in their hearts.

　"Hahahahahaha!"

　The Golden Dragon Patriarch laughed loudly towards the sky.

　Pang Xi suddenly pointed at the golden dragon.

　One of the golden dragon's arms exploded and turned into a bloody mist in the air.

　But his laughter did not stop.

　Jiang Bailin and Chen Yao didn't expect that the golden dragon would not resist, so they each controlled their magic weapons and rushed forward.

　Only when they reached Pang Xi's feet did they understand why the golden dragon did not resist.

　Because the spiritual energy in the body is rapidly depleting.

Chapter 271 Golden Dragon Relics

　Under such circumstances, it was already astonishing enough that the golden dragon was able to open the cage.

　What's more, he managed to control Pang Xi for a short period of time, which caused the debris thrown by the civilians to injure him.

　"Ancestor, how are you?"

　Jiang Bailin stood in front of the golden dragon, and the silver hairpin in his hand flickered unsteadily.

　Chen Yao held two swords in his hands and dispelled the overwhelming pressure from Pang Xi. He suddenly felt the blood and energy in his body surging, and he felt very uncomfortable.

　Jin Long smiled and said, "You shouldn't have come, but it's also my fault for not notifying you in advance."

　"Ancestor, what else do you have to do?"

　Jiang Bailin said happily.

　Jin Long nodded and said, "I have, good boy, listen to me, you retreat three hundred miles and proceed as planned."

　"Want to go?"

　Pang Xi's sleeves fluttered, sending out two gusts of wind.

　The sky is filled with blood.

　Jiang Bailin's face turned pale and he waved his hairpin to resist.

　Chen Yao took out the dark green flagpole, the long flag fluttered, and the big snake danced up, protecting the three people.

　But it only lasted for a few breaths before the wind defeated the snake.

　"go!"

　Jin Long finally gathered some strength, and with a sweep of his arm, he swept Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin away.

　As he watched the two of them fly farther and farther away, he smiled smugly at Pang Xi: "People don't fear death, so why scare them with it?"

　Pang Xi was filled with hatred, but he could not get away because he had to suppress the golden dragon, so he waved to the nobles behind him, signaling them to send people to hunt down Jiang Bailin and Chen Yao.

　Some nobles took the order and left. Among them, the Lu family was the most enthusiastic when they saw that Chen Yao had obtained Lu Ke's magic weapon. They naturally understood that Lu Ke had met with an accident and were filled with hatred.

　"I'm going to tear off the heads of those two men and keep them company on your journey to the underworld."

　Pang Xi pointed at the golden dragon.

　The golden dragon took a step to the side, his other arm shattered. Amidst the blood, he looked up at the nobles in the sky: "Pang Shi has committed atrocities. In order to force you to practice this evil technique, they are using you as medicine. You are not far from death."

　The nobles had blank expressions on their faces.

　Pang Xi smiled complacently: "Not to mention that my skills have already been perfected, even if they haven't yet, they wouldn't dare to harbor any dissenting thoughts!"

　Jin Long took a deep look at the nobles, closed his eyes and said, "Not necessarily."

　"A dying man still speaks so arrogantly?"

　Pang Xi pointed at the golden dragon's head again.

　This time the golden dragon did not dodge and was not injured.

　"Thinking back to when I fought for the Jiang family in Jiujiang, establishing the foundation of Shenzhou, my hands were stained with the blood of countless heroes and saints."

　He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Pang Xi: "Who the hell do you think you are!"

　Pang Xi knew that Jin Long was powerless now, but his heart still skipped a beat when he saw the look in his eyes.

　He immediately launched a stronger attack, locking onto the golden dragon's head.

　The nobles saw a deep blood mark appearing between the golden dragon's eyebrows, like a bloody eye.

　But only second best.

　Pang Xi was stunned again and couldn't help but cry out: "Impossible!"

　The golden dragon's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Pang Xi, his tone fierce: "With your narrow-mindedness, how can you understand how vast the world is!"

　As soon as he finished speaking, the pool of blood on the ground suddenly flew into the air and spun around, like a huge silk scarf, being pushed and spun endlessly by an invisible index finger.

　With every swirl of the pool of blood, the murderous aura in the square grew more intense.

　The civilians on the ground were filled with hatred.

　The eyes of the nobles in the sky gradually became hot.

　Pang Xi knew that he had to kill the golden dragon immediately, otherwise the terrifying pressure he had built up with great difficulty would be gone.

　These civilians could certainly be massacred all at once, but the nobles in Jinchang City were not easy to deal with.

　庞氏

　Ever since the beginning of the research on this technique using cultivators as medicine, it has shown signs of being unpopular.

　So, he leaned forward and rushed down, like a brilliantly embroidered divine crane, with his sleeves fluttering, and bloody wind blades flowed like rain, heading straight for the golden dragon.

　The wind blade penetrated the pool of blood and hit the golden dragon easily, cutting off a large piece of flesh and blood from the golden dragon's chest, leaving the bones and blood exposed.

　The golden dragon seemed unaffected. He pursed his lips and shouted, "Suppress!"

　The pool of blood rushed up and caught Pang Xi who was swooping down, wrapping his whole body and forming a blood cocoon.

　Bloody wind blades kept bursting out from the blood-red cocoon, but Pang Xi could not break free from the comfort.

　His panicked breathing was deliberately amplified by the golden dragon and resounded throughout the sky.

　Jin Long looked at the civilians who were slowly gathering around him, his eyes softening. "To defy fate and change destiny, one must start with bloodshed and sacrifice. Everyone, do your best!"

　A ray of golden light shot out from the blood hole between his eyebrows, shattered in mid-air, and turned into gold powder that sprinkled on the heads and shoulders of the civilians.

　"Your descendants will surely cherish your heroic deeds and inherit your courage and spirit."

　The golden dragon looked at the noble in the sky: "Look! Look at what he's wearing!"

　The blood cocoon shrank violently, and the horrifying sound of flesh and bones breaking was heard.

　Pang Xi's furious roar also exploded in the sky, more like that of an animal than a human.

　Pools of blood were scattered everywhere.

　Pang Xi's body, which had grown ten times larger, was revealed, and the nobles gasped when they saw him for the first time.

　Pang Xi had lost his human form and turned into a monster made up of countless bloated corpses.

　Before he even realized it, he had gathered an "arm" made up of a bunch of limbs and pointed it at the golden dragon.

　The fingers and toes on the "arm" moved and stretched out, pointing at the golden dragon.

　Its mouth was constantly open, emitting sound waves that were inaudible but sounded real.

　It is this kind of sound wave that rapidly consumes the spiritual energy in the bodies of the cultivators within several feet around it. Even a powerful one like the Golden Dragon Ancestor cannot withstand it.

　"So that's what's going on. I understand."

　Jin Long knew that he had no way to solve the sonic waves from Pang Xi, but fortunately they still had a chance, he thought, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

　Who has not died since ancient times?

　To die while leaving hope for others...

　"A worthy death."

　The exposed heart in Jinlong's chest exploded, blood gushed out of his dantian, and he collapsed in the broken cage.

　"That's it, Ke'er!"

　The Lu clan leader suddenly lost his composure, pointed at the severed face behind Pang Xi, and began to tremble all over.

　At the same time, more and more nobles found their relatives in Pang Xi.

　The nobles stood up and surrounded Pang Xi.

　Pang Xi turned his head, looking at the countless dead faces that had been stitched together, and asked in astonishment, "You, are you going to rebel?"

　A green light from Lu Shi took the lead and shattered a piece of his face.

　……

　Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin flew for three hundred miles before they could barely stop.

　"If we had known this, we shouldn't have rushed forward. If the ancestor hadn't wasted his spiritual energy on us, perhaps our chances of winning would have been greater."

　Jiang Bailin is now in a very optimistic attitude.

　Chen Yao forced a smile at her: "Maybe!"

　He touched a blood-red jade slip in his hand, his heart sinking slightly.