After the protagonist retired, the heroine quit

At this point, the dragon-shaped mist rolled up, revealing a pair of proud dragon eyes:

"However, the outside world has changed a lot now. I have noticed that the human race is at its peak. Now someone has come here and alarmed her, so she has revived. Even if she comes back to life and is reborn, what can she do?

This white-haired phoenix is ​​alone and cannot support itself. It is extremely difficult for the Phoenix clan to give birth to offspring. They pursue pure bloodline, and there are very few newly born phoenixes. Except for the white phoenix, the others are all antiques.

Forced by the situation, they compromised and absorbed foreign races to strengthen themselves. They had the concept of having dependents, but it could not cover up the weakness of their small ethnic group.

The Phoenix tribe also has a tradition of locking in a partner for life, and the function of reproduction stops when the partner dies."

At this point, the dragon-headed beast seemed to have thought of something, and a smile appeared on its huge dragon eyes:

“Hahaha… Speaking of which, the mate of this white-haired phoenix was a human that she had raised before. Later, when the human race rose to prominence, her mate turned around and betrayed her and left the Phoenix Clan.

This widow has no hope of strengthening the Phoenix Clan now. In the face of the great trend, she is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, struggling to survive."

Peng!

Xiao Yu took a quick glance and saw that the flame on the chest of the armor jumped a few times and burned a little more vigorously when the dragon-headed beast mentioned the white-haired widow.

"In the final analysis, it is us dragons who have to win in the end. Our dragon bloodline is spread all over the world, casting a wide net. Although it is mottled and messy, after all, there are many exotic beasts that are related to us. Under the current situation of the prosperity of the human race, we are the most likely to rise again."

The dragon-headed beast didn't notice this and continued talking to himself, looking a little drunk.

After being frozen in the secret realm for many years, he has a lot to say.

It was originally a savage and strange beast. Dragons are inherently lustful, and there is no reproductive isolation between them and other species.

Therefore, at that time, there were monsters with dragon blood everywhere. The dragon clan was a large clan, a powerful one among all clans. Many strange beasts were eager to join them, but unfortunately its blood was quite mixed. Although it had dragon blood, it did not catch the eyes of the dragon clan at that time.

However, his outstanding ability to transform fog into mist attracted the attention of a Phoenix tribe leader at the time, who captured him and used him as a mount. He had long been angry with the Phoenix tribe.

Although the true dragon has fallen and the human race has flourished, the dragon veins of the world have not dispersed. It is not a problem for the true dragon to be reborn and make a comeback, and there is great hope for it.

He who knows the times is a hero. If it surrenders as soon as possible now, when the dragon clan is revived, it will be a veteran hero.

The dragon-headed beast was calculating in its mind. Xiao Yu, who noticed its little thoughts, shook his head, but he didn't believe in the rise of the dragon clan.

First of all, the alien race did prosper for a while in the later part of the plot, but in the end, the protagonist took the lead and wiped them out.

The human race is the dominant one, this is certain, it can be seen from the fact that all five continents of the world have traces of the human race, while the demon race can only hide in one continent.

Secondly, under Dao's surveillance, Xiao Yu, who had once taken the blame and was Dao's subordinate, knew very well that his fate was already sealed under the monitoring of the Hongtian chessboard.

The days of thousands of races standing side by side are long gone.

Xiao Yu squatted down and looked at the broken and paralyzed armor in front of him again. White dragon-shaped mist was floating around it.

He wasn't going to reveal this, daydreaming was good for the body.

The white flame burned, and Ulala knocked this thing down, but... based on the rekindling of the flame before, it would probably stand up again in a short while.

Phoenix...

Not dead...

Thinking of all the Phoenix followers who had been injured along the way but were able to recover.

Although he looked like a ghost and was in great pain from being burned by the Phoenix Fire, Xiao Yu was a little envious of his strong recovery ability.

Usually it takes several kills to kill it completely. In a sense, it is like having several lives.

I have hit his dragon scales several times.

With a sigh in his heart, Xiao Yu asked the dragon-headed beast beside him, who was still immersed in the dream of the rise of the dragon race:

"So, how do we completely kill this armored monster in front of us?!"

As the mount of its old master and having worked in the Phoenix clan's territory for many years, it must be very clear about this.

Immortality does not mean true immortality in the literal sense. Everything in the world goes on in cycles. Such an unbalanced scene is definitely not allowed to exist by the laws of nature.

"Hey! Grandpa Long, you're talking about this? This is easy. Do you see the white flame on his chest? This is the fire bestowed by the white-haired phoenix."

The white mist condensed and formed an arrow pointing to the road.

Xiao Yu was not blind, and his eyes had already fallen on the white flame inside the chest of the armor, which was like a glowing incandescent lamp.

“This Phoenix Fire is so overbearing that my old master simply couldn’t bear it, and that’s why he has become a walking corpse like a skeleton.

Practically speaking, over time, even his skeleton would be burned out, and he would naturally die then.

But he will surely make trouble several times during this period. The best way is to destroy the fire in his chest. Without the fire, he will naturally be unable to move and can rest in peace."

At the end, the dragon-shaped mist's voice sounded a little emotional.

Following the instructions, Xiao Yu looked at the white flame dancing on the chest of the armor. His brown eyes flashed, and he actually reached out to grab it.

This action scared the dragon-headed beast who was still sighing about how things had changed. He said, "Wait! No, my Dragon Grandpa!! The phoenix fire of this white phoenix is ​​special. It only burns the soul and spirit. It cannot be touched directly. It will burn if touched.

Even if you destroy it, your body will be implicated and fall into endless burning. Otherwise, why do you think that little girl fought so hard just now, even if she was injured by the sword energy, she didn't want to touch this thing? ! "

"You just need to light a fire in my old master's body..."

"It's okay, there's no need to go through so much trouble..."

Xiao Yu made his hands into claws, grabbed the fire, and used the secret technique of dragon claw. In an instant, the white flame was destroyed.

!!!

The fire was shattered, and in a trance, through the broken flame in his hand, Xiao Yu saw a special scene again. A real dragon with silver scales that was thousands of miles long and covering the sky was entangled in the towering ancient Wutong tree. In front of the red dragon's eyes, a spirited white-flame phoenix was confronting.

It was only a moment, and soon, Xiao Yu returned to reality.

The fingers clenched and then loosened again, sparks flew and white flame fragments floated away.

At this moment, the unbelievable voice of the dragon-headed beast sounded beside his ears. Because of the shock, the voice was so sharp that it felt a bit like the old eunuch's announcement during court:

“Oh my god, Grandpa Long! You crushed the Phoenix Fire of the White-haired Phoenix with one hand! And this Phoenix Fire has no effect on you?!”

"Well, maybe it's because I'm special and gifted." Xiao Yu replied indifferently, completely ignoring the dragon-headed beast next to him that was almost dropping its jaw in shock.

He opened the hand that had just crushed the fire, and there was nothing unusual, just like he had extinguished an ordinary flame.

Unexpectedly, he had a sub-healthy body on Earth before, but in this world he had many advantages.

Without the fire to power it, the flaming armor collapsed instantly, with the armor scattered all over the ground.

"May God bless our dragon clan and make it prosperous! I was wondering why the Dragon Lord would send a mere Jindan cultivator. This wave is a sure thing!"

After a brief shock, the dragon-shaped mist came to its senses, jumping up and down in joy.

After a commotion, the floating mist moved forward and wrapped around the body in the flaming armor. After a while, the skeleton inside the armor was taken out by it.

The bones were wrapped in mist, floating in the air. The mist turned around, as if hesitating about something, and finally a wisp of it floated in front of Xiao Yu:

"Um... Grandpa Long, this man and I are master and servant after all. Can you give me a chance to bury him and let him rest in peace? This will also be considered as understanding our bad fate."

Xiao Yu took a look at it and his mind changed a little. It seemed that they were not all fence-sitters and still had some friendship. He nodded.

"Okay! Thank you for your help."

After getting permission, the dragon-headed beast quickly transformed into its original form, picked up the bones in its mouth, found a place, and started digging a hole.

While it was being buried, Xiao Yu looked at the armor scattered on the ground.

He was not interested in these lumps of iron, but a square sword shining with precious light between the armor caught his attention.

That was the sword that the Burning Armor had placed behind his waist, and that had repeatedly injured Ulala.

Chapter 59: The pinnacle of the dragon race, the answer to the secret realm

"???"

Xiao Yu's eyes rippled, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at the sword in his hand. It was the first time he had seen it, and the system couldn't identify it at first glance.

He grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it outwards. The hilt was pulled open and a sword energy spread out as if it could cut flesh and bones. The sharp sword energy was surging, and its sharpness and strength were truly the only one he had ever seen in his life.

What surprised him was that he pulled out the sword only three inches and then stopped, as if he could only pull out this much given his current condition.

The sword exposed outside was razor sharp, made of neither gold, iron nor stone. If Xiao Yu hadn't sealed his natal flying sword under the Dragon Ban state, the flying sword would have had to fly out to fight against it.

At this time, the system finally arrived and completed the information of this sword:

"Xian Bing (loss)

An ownerless immortal sword, it was created by the ancestor Bailian, who wandered between heaven and earth with a clear and spiritual sword energy as the basis. When the sword was made, it stubbornly absorbed too much spiritual energy from heaven and earth, which caused the sword body to be broken and reduced to a low-quality one.

The sword energy itself is sharp and unstoppable. It can ignore the armor barrier and directly cause damage to armor, magic weapons, and magic arrays that are not of the same grade as its own.

It can absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth and strengthen itself, but due to its birth, there is a hole in it, so it can be said to be half full, and the actual effect is not good.

You can increase your sharpness and improve your grade by breaking flying swords and other sword-like objects.

Note: Aspirations are high as the sky, but life is thin as paper. If you have problems, it is useless to think about promotion. "

Eh? !

Xiao Yu stared at it for a long time before realizing that the sword in his hand was called an immortal weapon, but upon closer inspection of its quality, it was not even a half-immortal weapon.

Or it used to be, but after being burned by the spiritual-devouring white phoenix fire, its grade dropped.

It happened that at this moment, the dragon-headed beast that went to settle its old master flew over. At this time, its body had become much smaller, and it floated in the air like a small red pony.

It saw Xiao Yu playing with the sword in his hand and was stunned:

"Hey! Grandpa Long, do you like it? This sword is different from ordinary weapons. It has a stubborn temper and is not easy to tame."

"From what you said, this sword has a lot of tricks?"

"That's not true... This sword was accidentally obtained by my old master. It is a semi-immortal sword with spirituality. The tip of the sword was facing downwards. Without any external force, the sword fell from the sky with its sharp blade, splitting a mountain peak in two.

My old master was not a swordsman, but the characteristics of this sword really caught his eye and made him like it very much, so he took it as a secondary weapon."

“At first, this sword was unwilling to use it. After being burned by fire, struck by lightning, and refined by water, my old master reluctantly allowed it to be unsheathed, but the number of times it could be unsheathed per day was limited.

Just now, when I was fighting with that girl, I pulled it out several times, which caused her a lot of pain."

Xiao Yu shook the sword in his hand back and forth. Did it come to life?

This is rare. Among thousands of weapons and magic tools, there may not be just one that has spirituality.

Seeing this dragon-headed beast chuckled, its eyes fell on the sword in Xiao Yu's hand, as if it was willing to be inferior to others, which made it have some experience of this arrogant sword. It continued:

"No wonder it's like this. Ordinary immortal sword masters all think that their master is a great sword immortal, or at least a natal sword cultivator. They help each other and make progress.

But my old master was a martial artist, not a sword practitioner, so using the sword was a waste of its natural gift. He simply swung the sword and used the sword's own sharp energy to carry out the slashing.

The sword itself has not been able to gain any experience, and over time, it has probably accumulated a lot of resentment."

"Really? From what you said, this sword is indeed an anomaly."

Xiao Yu sheathed the sword and held it in his hand. Although he said so, he actually liked it in his heart.

It's a growth weapon. It used to be a semi-immortal weapon. It's rare. You should know that the Xueying in Long Wanyan's hand is a semi-immortal weapon.

Even an ordinary sect may not have it.

But at the same time, this sword also has big problems and is a thorn in the side. The system's explanation has already revealed everything.

Seeing Xiao Yu sheathing the sword, the dragon-headed beast said again: "Grandpa Long, I think you can take this sword. If you can't use it, you can sell it for some natural treasures.

It has now fallen out of the semi-immortal weapon, but it is special and may return to its original state later. Semi-immortal soldiers are rare and should not be seen often in today's world.

To be honest, I have benefited from it after being frozen for so many years. If it hadn't absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, I wouldn't be as energetic as I am now."

To be honest, although he didn't draw the sword, Xiao Yu really liked the sword.

However, it was not up to Xiao Yu to decide whether to take it or not. After all, someone had loudly declared that this was her trophy.

He turned his head to look, and sure enough, under the loud noise of the dragon-headed beast, Ulala, who had originally collapsed, stood up again.

A pair of fluffy animal ears drooped limply to one side. The fair and soft face of the blonde girl still bore traces of the battle. After the fierce fight, her petite body had been torn by the clothes, revealing her smooth body with large patches of black tattoos underneath.

His amber eyes frowned as he looked at Xiao Yu warily, and said in a bad tone:

"Hey! That's my spoils of war. You're discussing how to divide it right in front of me. That's even worse than your master taking it away without telling me!"

Xiao Yu's spear techniques have the same origin as Long Wanyan's, but the fine control is much different. Ulala naturally regards him as Long Wanyan's apprentice.

"I..." Xiao Yu opened his mouth and was about to discuss something.

The dragon-headed beast at the side was very perceptive and rushed forward first: