Chapter 902: Demon Emperor Black Dragon, Slashes Through the Sky with His Sword!

The atmosphere in the field froze.

The Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation was liberated, but it lost its direction of action for a while.

Rao Yaoyao couldn't find the whereabouts of the Golden Dragon of Luck, and Dao Qiongcang was also shocked that the Divine Sword Xuancang would lose the luck of the Holy Temple for hundreds of years.

The two of them froze in place, and those who were close to them could see that something was wrong.

"What happened?" Teng Shanhai asked in a confused voice.

Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongcang communicated through voice transmission, and outsiders didn't understand the specific situation of the battle at all.

On the ground, the people in Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains were relieved from their crazy state, and cheered collectively, praising the power and virtues of the Holy Temple loudly.

But in the sky, Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongcang's holy thoughts looked at each other, and their moods were extremely bad.

Teng Shanhai's question did not get any response.

However, at this time, a sudden sound appeared.

"Burp~"

A burp.

From the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale!

Rao Yaoyao's face changed greatly, and he immediately looked back at the black dragon scale.

Dao Qiongcang also seemed to have felt something. After looking back, even the shadow of the Holy Thought was shocked and could not maintain its shape and began to tremble. .

"Can Gaga Gaga..."

After the burp, a strange and miserable laugh leaked out from the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale.

Followed by a sinister and low sigh, the voice was mixed with twelve points of praise, saying: "It's really a wonderful taste, this emperor, I haven't eaten so much for a long time..."

The voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the hearts of all the soul refiners within the range of the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation.

The soul refiners in Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains, as soon as they heard the words, were struck by lightning and fell into a daze.

"Who!" Teng Shanhai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale, with a bad premonition in his heart.

A wisp of black smoke rose from the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale.

In an instant, it expanded to a size of a hundred feet!

In the sky, all the still awake Taixu were shocked when they saw this.

In the black smoke, there was a thick golden mist, which was bound in it.

The golden mist seemed to be struggling violently, turning into a twisted golden dragon for a while, and then being tortured by the black smoke and dispersing into invisible mist.

"Isn't this the golden dragon of luck summoned by the magic sword Xuancang just now?" At the very back, Huang Yang Zhenren's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

The golden dragon of luck was eaten?

This thing, can it be eaten?

"Sure enough, it's you..." Rao Yaoyao's eyes were bloodshot.

She had never thought about it, and she couldn't imagine that she relied on the sword of forgetfulness, entrusted the power of luck, and slashed the sword of all the seven emotions and six desires of all the spirit refiners on the ground, how could it be intercepted by the black dragon of the devil emperor, and successfully eat the power of luck in it?

This is simply unexplainable!

"My sword clearly didn't cut the dragon scales..." Rao Yaoyao looked at Dao Qiongcang absentmindedly, wanting to get an answer from the Dao Palace Master who was also in the Saint Realm.

The Golden Dragon of Luck was lost.

The Holy Temple had lost at least a hundred years of luck.

Even if she was Rao Yaoyao, she would probably not be able to bear this loss in the future!

"Demon Emperor Black Dragon..."

The voice of Dao Qiongcang's Holy Mind Incarnation spread out, but it was full of solemnity at this time.

No one could imagine that the dragon scales of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon really contained a trace of the Holy Emperor's thoughts belonging to its body.

This Holy Emperor's thoughts were too difficult to activate.

But after a long detour, it relied on the hundred years of luck of the Holy Temple to hatch itself.

Kill one thousand enemies and replenish eight hundred.

A sure win!

Rao Yaoyao was a little out of control. She couldn't stand the ending of being teased, and there was already a black air in her eyes unconsciously.

Seeing that the luck golden dragon was still struggling in the black smoke, if there was an external force attacking at this time, it might be possible to take back some of the luck power belonging to the Holy Temple.

Even if it was only 10%, she would be able to bear less responsibility later!

Anticipating this, Rao Yaoyao no longer hesitated, and pounced forward with the magic sword Xuan Cang.

"How dare you tease me!"

Swish!

The black smoke and dragon scales seemed to be frightened, and they did not dare to confront the power of the sword fairy, and retreated at the speed of light.

Rao Yaoyao was getting more and more aggressive, and the magic sword Xuan Cang was raised, and the luck power burst out again...

"Enough!"

At this moment, a thunderbolt sounded in the clear sky, and the sound of the holy anger pulled Rao Yaoyao back from the mad state.

"Don't you think you haven't lost enough power of destiny?" Dao Qiongcang's scolding sounded in his ears, "Look carefully, the Golden Dragon of Destiny has been completely swallowed up. Everything you see is an illusion!"

Rao Yaoyao stopped suddenly, as if she had been enlightened.

After waking up, she was suddenly chilled by cold sweat on her back.

When she opened her eyes again, as expected, the black smoke escaping from the dragon scales in the distance was completely different from what she had seen before.

Where is the golden mist group that is constantly struggling in the black smoke?

Where is the Golden Dragon of Destiny that feels like it will break through the shackles in the next second and return to the arms of the Divine Sword Xuancang?

The hundred-foot black smoke in front of her has already condensed into a completely black dragon, ferocious, vicious, and extremely evil!

"So, it's gone a long time ago..." Rao Yaoyao opened her red lips in shock, dumbfounded.

She finally figured it out. Since that burp, the Golden Dragon of Destiny has been completely swallowed up.

What he saw afterwards was nothing but an illusion of the Holy Emperor's phantom power of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, who wanted to make him lose his wife and then his army!

"Click."

Rao Yaoyao's fingers tightly locked the hilt of the divine sword Xuan Cang, and a clicking sound came from his knuckles.

She was furious.

What a vicious and cunning person this is!

Once the plan was successful, there was still another plan. If it weren't for the sky watching and being affected by the power of the Holy Emperor, would he have lost all the power of destiny in the divine sword Xuan Cang right now? Go in?

"Charming quack quack..."

The phantom of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon laughed jokingly again, and his words were full of sarcasm, "You juniors are really a bit unlovable. How can you honor your elders with only staple food and no dessert after dinner? "

As soon as his words stopped, the dragon's head trembled.

"Hiccup~"

Another burp...

Rao Yaoyao's heart trembled.

How shameless!

With the help of the luck of the Holy Temple, he appeared in this world, but he still wanted to eat more.

If you succeed, you will die without a burial place after me!

At this time, the spiritual masters in Dongtian King City and Yunlun Mountains had recovered from the shock of the first sound of the Holy Emperor's voice, and all of them looked at the sky with horror.

Above the sky.

On one side is the form of clouds and mist, the outline of which is indistinct, the incarnation of holy thoughts in the sky, as high as the sky.

On one side is the five-clawed black dragon of the Holy Emperor, which is surrounded by black smoke and hovering in the sky.

The half-saint shadow lowered its eyes, as if looking down at the five-clawed black dragon.

But the five-clawed black dragon raised its pair of scarlet eyes, with a playful look in its eyes, as if it could turn clouds and rain in a flash, and even make fun of all the people in the world.

——Evenly matched!

Valley Ibis

"This, this, this..."

The spiritual masters were stunned. The half-saint shadow was enough to open their eyes.

What kind is this five-clawed black dragon that suddenly appeared?

Listening to the conversation between the two parties, Rao Jianxian and the Taoist Palace Master’s holy thoughts were phantomed by the five-clawed golden dragon?

"Holy Emperor?"

Someone was surprised and said this word that no one had expected, and suddenly his eyes were blank, "What on earth is this five-clawed black dragon? What kind of realm is it?"

"Above half a saint, right?"

"In my opinion, this is definitely the Saint Emperor transformation... Uh, I thought I was going to say something just now? Yes, it is definitely above the Semi-Saint level!"

There were whispers on the ground.

Everyone is discussing the five-clawed black dragon and the half-holy phantom.

What I saw today was enough to increase the conversation topics of many spiritual refiners after dinner several times.

A saint-level confrontation is something that an ordinary person would never see in his lifetime!

…

Above the sky.

After being frightened, Rao Yaoyao, who handed over the battlefield to Dao Qiongcang, has retreated to the bottom position along with Teng Shanhai, Huang Yangzhenren and others.

The next battle seems to be beyond the reach of their level.

The mood of Dao Qiong Cang's holy thought phantom only fluctuated significantly at the moment when the luck golden dragon was swallowed. After that, it returned to being calm and calm.

"Demon Emperor Black Dragon, you should know that according to the rules of the inner island of the Void Island, the stronger the cultivation level, the harder it is to escape."

"I don't know how much it cost you to send a ray of residual thoughts back to the Holy Spirit Continent, but even if you swallowed the Golden Dragon of Luck, I won't have to deal with you with the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Array..."

"How long can this lingering memory of yours last?"

Dao Qiongcang shook his head and said, and the shadow of the Holy Thought gradually solidified, turning into a white-robed man with an immortal air and Taoist bones.

He holds the Si Nan in his left hand, as if he is holding a world, and with his right index finger and thumb, he pinches and seals it, as if his fingers are locking the universe of stars.

Si Nanxing's spoon rotated slightly.

With every movement, vast fluctuations of holy power emanate from it, completely isolating the negative effects of the holy sound and the Demon Emperor's Black Dragon from the mortal refiners on the ground.

"Charming quack quack!"

The five-clawed black dragon smiled slyly, trembled in the void, and transformed into a man with black armor and dragon scales, with dragon horns on his head, hidden scales on his face, and black lightning flashing in his scarlet eyes.

"Sure enough, even the voice is full of arrogance..."

Demon Emperor Black Dragon licked his lower lip and commented, his scarlet eyes focused on the sky, and said mockingly: "If this emperor's prediction is correct, you are the slutty little Taoist priest he said, the younger generation of the Holy God Continent. What is the name of the person who carries the handle... Dao Qiongang? "

Dao Qiongcang's face remained unchanged and he said calmly: "So, all this is not your plan, but his?"

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon orangutan glared, turned around and said, "What's the plan? Who is he?"

"Ah."

Dao Qiongcang chuckled, with a look of relief on his face, and said:

"The two spouts of treasure from the cracks in the Void Island made Hongyi take it lightly; the reason for Yi's death made Hongyi have to look at both sides, tired of running around."

"Then the inside and outside colluded, and after finding out the details of the red-clothed 'Seventy-Two Dragon Element Formation', I sent out your dragon scales to hide the remnants of the Holy Emperor, plus the Demon Sword Ten Thousand Weapons Demon Lord, to attract the love of the people to take action."

"The Demon Master Sword of Ten Thousand Weapons cuts the arrow of the evil sinful bow, forcing the backhand of this saint to take the lead, and then squeezes out the last remaining strength of the demon sword to delay the attack of the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation, giving the dragon scales a chance to breathe and hatch. "

"In the end, you used the common people as a guide to force Yao Yao to take action, but you arranged in advance and used the power of the black dragon hidden in the body of the spiritual master to divide and eat the golden dragon of luck. The power was gathered into the dragon scales, and Can Nian was able to succeed. Hatching the present world.”

Dao Qiongcang smiled and said calmly: "Is what this saint said correct?"

Rao Yaoyao in the back seemed to have a flash of lightning in his mind, and he suddenly realized.

After all the twists and turns, the final goal is to incubate the remnant of the Holy Emperor. Then all the successes and failures before were all pretended?

So...

This is a "plan within a plan"!

Teng Shanhai was completely confused.

Even if he got Dao Qiongcang's explanation, he couldn't react for a while, what was true and what was false.

Looking at the Demon Sword Wanbing Demon Lord, Teng Shanhai vaguely remembered that after the Demon Sword was locked by the Taoist Palace Master, it made a humming sound... Is it true or false? Can the sword also cooperate?

Looking at Rao Yaoyao again, Teng Shanhai was frightened.

Rao Yaoyao took the initiative to cooperate in sending the Golden Dragon of Luck. She... is it true or false? Isn't she one of us?

And the Taoist Palace Master!

The Taoist Palace Master clearly looked like he knew all the other party's arrangements, why didn't he stop it in advance, but cooperated to complete the action, what on earth was he doing?

Dao Qiongcang afterwards?

If it wasn't the mysterious Dao Qiongcang beforehand, any excuses would be useless, right?

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon was also shocked by Dao Qiongcang's plain statement.

This little Taoist priest should not be one of us, how could he know the plan so well?

If he is not one of us, can this "tactic" be guessed by the brain?

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon thought hard but to no avail, his scarlet eyes narrowed, and then there was a cold light flashing, he concluded: "Humans, really have dirty hearts!"

Dao Qiongcang's lips curled up, and he continued to twist the seal, saying: "Where is the Eight Lords, call him out, if you have the brain to lay out such a plan, the Void Island will not be able to trap you at all."

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon was furious: "Are you mocking me?"

"It can be understood this way..." Dao Qiongcang stepped forward, and lotus bloomed with every step.

He changed the seals with his fingers, and said slowly: "You can even interpret it as disdain, mockery, contempt... Oh, I forgot that you are not well educated. Simply put, this saint looks down on you!"

"Ah——"

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon raised his head, roared loudly, and a black dragon breath sneered in his nose. His eyes were red, and he said angrily: "There is no saint in front of this emperor!"

Spread his hands.

Clang!

The Demon Sword Master Wanbing, who was bound by the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation, suddenly burst into a clanging sword, and then the light chain broke, and the magic sword flew over and entered the palm of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon.

"One sword, chop you!"

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon leaped into the air, raised the magic sword and was about to chop it down.

All the onlookers outside were shocked. They never thought that the battle was about to break out.

This was a move by the Holy Emperor against the Half Saint. Looking at the gesture of the Taoist Hall Master, he should have been prepared for it, so he would not be killed by one blow, right?

Rao Yaoyao's heart was also gripped by this.

She couldn't understand why Dao Qiongcang, whose Heavenly Secret Technique was famous in the world but whose physical strength was relatively weak, dared to go forward alone and get so close to the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, who was famous for his physical body?

Even if the opponent was a wisp of the Holy Emperor's remnant, Dao Qiongcang shouldn't be so arrogant...

While thinking about it, he saw Dao Qiongcang's Holy Soul Shadow stopped pinching the seal with his right hand and gently drew forward.

"Duo, duo."

Two crisp sounds appeared.

Everyone thought that Dao Qiongcang had already prepared the Heavenly Secret Killing Formation, waiting for the Demon Emperor Black Dragon to chop down with a sword, so that he could counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Dao Qiongcang's leisurely stroke only presented two bloody objects in front of him.

Heart?

And... a gallbladder?

Everyone was stunned and didn't understand what it meant.

Dao Qiongcang raised his eyes, smiled and waited for the Demon Emperor Black Dragon to chop down with his sword. He pointed at the two objects in front of him and said calmly: "This is the 'bear's heart', and this is the 'leopard's courage'."

He paused, watching the magic sword chop down and reach his crown, then he began to show his sharp eyes and spoke heavily:

"This saint gives you a bear's heart and a leopard's courage, and I bet that you dare not chop down with this sword!"

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PS: April 1st, that's two years, I wish Xu Xiaoshou a happy birthday~