Chapter 1,220 Flying Dog and Flying Sword
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"Brother An, I rarely go out with you, but you want me to go to the Land of the Dead? Woof!" Dabai was scared when he heard the name of the place, and said with some resentment.
The Land of the Dead is located in Guxuzhou in Jiuzhou.
It used to be the most prosperous place in Guxuzhou, but in the prosperous era of Shenming Dao Sect, the Bitter Blood Hades turned the land of a thousand miles into a blood refining land, and hundreds of millions of lives died.
It is precisely because of this that the resentment there is soaring and condensed.
Even after tens of thousands of years of evolution, it has become more and more weird and strange, and has become a world of its own, and even some extremely terrifying rules have been born.
The Land of the Dead has become a major terrifying forbidden place in Jiuzhou. Not to mention mortals, even cultivators who enter that place will most likely never return.
Well... that place is indeed terrifying, and it is no wonder that Dabai is afraid.
"Dabai, I'm here to protect you, what are you afraid of?" An Lin smiled and touched the dog's head, "No matter what danger you encounter, I will always put your safety first."
The big white dog blushed: "Brother An, you are getting more and more eloquent. Woof!"
An Lin smiled but said nothing. How could the supreme mount let you ride without coaxing it carefully?
The man and the dog used the teleportation array to arrive at the main city of Guxuzhou, and then they rushed to the land of dead spirits without stopping. Along the way, they met many monks flying with swords.
"Brother An, look, there are so many monks riding flying swords! Look at their arrogant look, as if the world is so big, and I am the biggest, Woof!" Dabai said contemptuously.
An Lin smiled and explained gently: "You have to understand them. Tianjian Sect, one of the four major sects in Jiuzhou Realm, is located in Guxuzhou, so the atmosphere of sword cultivation here is relatively good. Everyone aspires to become a sword immortal who can go to heaven and earth and live freely in the world. It is normal to be a little arrogant."
"After all, if sword cultivators are not arrogant, how can they feel the true charm of swordsmanship? Swords are used to kill and have a handsome posture. They are originally used to show off!"
Dabai clapped his paws with a look of sudden enlightenment: "Brother An, you understand it thoroughly, woof!"
At this time, a sword cultivator flew past Dabai, with his hands on his chest, his head raised and his chest puffed out. His sharp eyes glanced at An Lin riding Dabai, with contempt and ridicule on his face.
This look...
An Lin exploded on the spot: "What are you looking at? Do you look down on people riding dogs?"
The sword cultivator made a light "tsk" sound and began to accelerate to fly forward. It seemed that he was too lazy to pay attention to An Lin, and his behavior showed even more superiority and disdain.
An Lin's eyes darkened: "Dabai..."
"You can't tolerate this, but I can't tolerate it, woof!" Dabai was also very angry. The wind rings on his four legs expanded more than twice, and the whole dog set off a terrible sonic boom cloud in the air.
"Bang!"
Dabai turned into a flowing cloud and quickly approached the sword cultivator.
The sword cultivator saw this and his face suddenly changed, as if he was frightened.
But the next second, he calmed down again, his eyes seemed to be burning with a blazing fighting spirit, and he made a sword gesture with both hands. The sword body hummed strongly and leaped forward at a faster speed!
The male cultivator was a sword immortal in the late stage of transformation, and his speed should not be underestimated!
"Okay, dare to compete with Lord Dog in speed, I will let you see what real speed is! Flight mode, woof!"
Dabai stuck out his tongue, and his four claws fiercely scratched the void. The snow-white tail behind him was more like the propeller of an airplane spinning wildly, and the air flow was sprayed to the back like a gas cannon.
Its speed soared again!
"Swoosh!"
Dabai was getting closer and closer to the sword cultivator.
The sword cultivator's face changed drastically, and he frantically urged the flying sword under his feet, but the speed of the flying sword had reached its peak and could not continue to accelerate. Finally, Dabai flew past the sword cultivator and left him behind!
"Hahaha... With your broken copper and iron, you dare to compete with the dog master in speed? Do you feel the fear of being dominated by my jet flying dog?" Dabai twisted his butt at the sword cultivator behind him.
"Damn it!" The sword cultivator's veins popped out. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Soon, something more humiliating came.
"Puff!" Dabai's butt farted suddenly, and the terrifying airflow released crashed into the sword cultivator's body, making him even want to die.
The pride of being a sword immortal gave him a spirit of not admitting defeat and not giving up. At this moment, being mocked and left behind by a dog, and being forced to fart, made him feel extremely humiliated.
He wanted to prove himself, but the distance was getting farther and farther.
In line with the principle of never giving up, he could not give up when there was no hope of catching up with Dabai, and could only continue to bear this humiliation.
This is indeed true despair!
"After all, it's just a fight. I believe that the hateful man riding a white dog will leave soon. I can just endure it for a while!" The man comforted himself.
Dabai surpassed the sword cultivator and kept a relatively static distance, not far or close, and praised the sword cultivator from time to time.
A quarter of an hour passed.
"Brother An, this guy has amazing perseverance. He hasn't given up chasing us until now, woof!" Dabai's face rarely showed admiration.
An Lin also glanced at the man who was chasing him relentlessly, and felt a little incredible. Knowing that he couldn't catch up, why was he so persistent? Is this the pride of the sword immortal?
"Don't worry about it, keep talking nonsense." An Lin said.
Dabai grinned: "Brother An, why do you sound like cursing to me? Woof!"
After saying that, there was a sound of "Puff!", and a smelly air flow rushed towards the sword cultivator behind...
"It's too much!" The sword cultivator roared angrily, but there was nothing he could do.
Are you crazy? Why haven't you left yet? Why do you have to stand in front of me?
We obviously have different paths! !
The sword cultivator was about to collapse, and he was complaining wildly in his heart.
Can’t the dog in front leave on his own initiative? In this way, I can stop chasing this dog on the grounds that my path is different, and my Taoist heart will not be frustrated...
Why are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me? !
Another quarter of an hour later.
Dabai turned to face the sword cultivator behind him and said with sincere admiration: "I respect you as a man. Just admit defeat. As long as you admit defeat, I will never feed you shit again. Woof!"
In fact, Baymax can no longer talk shit.
The male swordsman gritted his teeth: "In order to keep humiliating me in front of me, you did not hesitate to waste your time and walked such an unjust path. Your Excellency is really broad-minded!"
Dabai was stunned when he heard this: "Are you kidding me? You were obviously unconvinced and followed me, but now you are blaming me? Woah!"
The male swordsman's eyes widened: "You fart!"
"Your request is so greedy!"
"I've given you so much shit, and now it's gone, woof!"
Dabai said with a look of disgust.
Male swordsman: "..."
The male swordsman was so angry that he had a myocardial infarction.
But soon, he pondered over what Dabai said: "Wait, you said I followed you all the way? Where do you want to go?"
"Go to the Demonic Land of the Dead, woof!" Dabai said without hiding anything.
The male swordsman opened his mouth wide, took a breath of cold air, and then said in a panic: "Zhou Cao... we are actually on the same road!"