Chapter 1210 Speed Is of the Essence in War, Unify the Ancient Dragon Clan
The Dragon Slaying Sword is not a weapon, but a powerful fighting skill among the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. This fighting skill can only be performed by the ancient dragons with the purest royal blood.
As the name suggests, this is a fighting skill dedicated to slaying dragons, a means for the Dragon Emperor to show his majesty. Unless the ancient dragon is much stronger than the one who uses the Dragon Slaying Sword, any ancient dragon will be as fragile as tofu under this sword.
The three dragon kings who split the Ancient Dragon Island do have royal blood in their bodies, but that is a trace of royal dragon blood given to their ancestors who have made great contributions.
Strictly speaking, they are not considered royal at all, not even a branch of the royal family, so naturally they are not qualified to summon the Dragon Slaying Sword.
However, above the sky of Beilong Island at this moment, a beautiful figure with long purple hair, holding a liquid-like golden sword, is filled with a kind of pressure that makes Dou Sheng strongmen tremble with fear, which comes from the Dragon Slaying Sword.
The body of the Northern Dragon King was stained with blood. He looked at Zi Yan, who was walking in the void with the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and his pupils had shrunk to the size of pinholes.
The Northern Dragon King, who was a three-star peak Dou Sheng, had a trace of royal blood, and his dragon armor defense was so strong that even a five-star Dou Sheng would find it difficult to hurt him.
But now, his defense was broken, and he was able to save his life. It was just that Zi Yan did not kill him for the time being, not that he could not be killed.
On the Northern Dragon Island, all the dragons stopped moving at this moment. They raised their heads and looked at the figure walking in the void with deep fear in their eyes. Even the semi-saints could not help but tremble, which came from the fear and terror in their blood.
The Dragon Slaying Sword was the most feared judgment object of all the ancient dragons of Taixu. Every time it appeared, it represented a bloody storm within the dragon clan.
"His Majesty the Dragon Emperor actually summoned the Dragon Slaying Sword..."
Many elders of Donglong Island trembled as they looked into the void, tears streaming down their faces. The Dragon Emperor who could summon the Dragon Slaying Sword was the real Dragon Emperor, and only then did he have the authority to command the ancient dragon clan.
"The Dragon Slaying Sword has been revealed, who is the real Dragon Emperor? You are still obsessed with it. Be careful that the Dragon Slaying Sword will come to you in the future, and you will be doomed!"
The great elder of Donglong Island, Qingmu, was suspended in the air, leaning on a dragon-shaped cane and roaring loudly.
At this moment, the faces of many dragon warriors on Beilong Island changed, including the half-saint elders, who dared not say a word at this moment.
The pressure of the Dragon Slaying Sword spread from the void, making them feel like they were on a thorn in their backs. This sword of judgment of the dragon clan seemed to fall on their heads at any time.
Silence enveloped the battlefield of Beilong Island. After a while, the dragon warriors of Beilong Island finally couldn't stand the pressure from their bloodline and knelt down to the orthodox dragon emperor in the distant void.
And with the first batch of dragons kneeling down and surrendering, after a while, more and more dragon warriors made a choice in the struggle and chose to kneel down.
The senior elders of Beilong Island saw this scene and their faces gradually turned pale. They knew that Beilong Island was doomed.
"Rebellious people should be forever in the Dragon Prison!"
Zi Yan looked at the North Dragon King with cold purple eyes, and the cold voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Immediately, the dragon-slaying sword in his hand was slowly raised and swung at the North Dragon King in the air. As the sword was swung down, it seemed that there was a strange wave that spread out from the tip of the sword like lightning.
The North Dragon King did notice this sword, and the fear in his eyes was even greater. A low dragon roar came from his mouth.
Suddenly, his head, body, arms, and most of his body were covered with layers of dragon scales. These dragon scales were shining with a strange luster, as if they were indestructible.
But all this was a useless struggle. The seemingly extremely powerful defense collapsed and disintegrated when the golden light swept over it. The strange energy from the Dragon Slaying Sword penetrated his body, and his blood-red dragon eyes gradually dimmed.
"Dragon Emperor, no..."
A shrill scream came from the mouth of the North Dragon King. The huge thousand-foot dragon body fell from the sky in despair and fell heavily to the ground.
At this moment, many high-level elders of North Dragon Island, including Saint-level powerhouses such as Qing Yan and Huo Zhan, were all cold and had no intention of fighting.
"The Dragon King was defeated, and the Dragon Emperor is back. What should we do..."
They swallowed hard. At this time, the only thought was to escape. The pressure of the Dragon Slaying Sword almost made them collapse.
But in the end, none of them really dared to run, and they all knelt on the ground, waiting for the judgment from the Dragon Emperor.
Zi Yan took back the golden dragon-slaying sword, and her figure slowly landed on the ground. Her majestic eyes swept across the whole scene. The whole Beilong Island was extremely terrified, and all of them knelt on the ground waiting for the final judgment.
"Beilong rebelled, and you are also guilty. If you want to survive, you must make meritorious contributions to the unification of my dragon clan..."
Zi Yan's eyes swept the whole scene, and her next words made many Beilong Island tribesmen feel relieved. Making meritorious contributions to the crime showed that the Dragon Emperor was still willing to forgive their mistakes.
"Beilong Island elders, lead the Beilong Island warriors to promote Beilong Island as the vanguard, and lead the army to attack Xilong Island and Nanlong Island."
On Beilong Island, Zi Yan gave orders to these Beilong Island warriors.
Speed is of the essence in war. Now that North Dragon Island has been recovered, the best way is to quickly attack and destroy the other two dragon islands while they are still unable to react, unify the dragon clan, and rebuild the Ancient Dragon Island.
Of course, these former betrayers also had to make full use of the dragon, and they became the vanguards of attacking the rebellious islands on the other two islands, using their lives to clear the way.
In the void space, Xilong Island, inside the Dragon Island Temple, a middle-aged man wearing a crown suddenly looked outside the temple door. Two figures came together, one was a black-faced man with a body like a giant ape, and the other was an old man in a green robe.
The black-faced man bowed and said in a deep voice: "Report to the Dragon King, the North Dragon Island and the East Dragon Island suddenly flew towards my West Dragon Island, but I don’t know what’s going on."
The middle-aged man wearing a crown said in a deep voice: "Could it be that the turbulence of the void space has come again, and the time for the Dragon Island to gather and collide has come?"
The old man in the green robe said in a deep voice: "Dragon King, it’s not like that. The two dragon islands are being pushed by people and are constantly approaching me... Boom..."
Just when the two saint-level strongmen reported to the West Dragon King, the three dragon islands had already collided together, and the sound of rushing and killing was heard outside the hall instantly.
The Western Dragon King flew out of the palace with two powerful men. Looking at the crazy attack of the powerful men from the Northern Dragon Island, he trembled and said, "The Northern Dragon King is crazy. He dared to attack my Western Dragon Island like this. What's wrong with that old man Qingmu? He actually joined forces with him."
The great elder Qingmu flew out, and his voice spread throughout the entire Western Dragon Island, "Xilongni, your days are over. The Dragon Emperor is here, and the dragon tribesmen still don't surrender..."
"Qingmu, what are you crazy about... Northern Dragon King... Dragon Slaying Sword... Dragon Emperor..."
When the Western Dragon King saw the hanging thousand-foot Northern Dragon King and the Dragon Slaying Sword, the Western Dragon Island naturally ushered in the end. After a great battle, the Western Dragon Island was also driven, and the three dragon islands rushed straight to the south to wipe out the Southern Dragon Island and unify the ancient dragon clan.