Chapter 433 Life and Death, Xu Qingzhi's Choice

This is undoubtedly a fateful duel.

The battle in the painting reappeared after tens of thousands of years.

Xu Hei absorbed the artistic conception of the earth dragon, while Xu Qingzhi obtained the artistic conception of the ancient dragon slayer.

The Dragon Subduing Sect has been famous for slaying demons and dragons since ancient times. They cannot change, and have never changed. This battle is a destined confrontation.

Back then, the ancient cultivator Huangfu Duanlong fought with the earth dragon Mo Cang for three days and three nights, and finally ended up in a situation where both sides were injured.

It was because of that battle that Huangfu Duanlong's life came to an end and he was buried here.

Mo Cang was also seriously injured and fled, and died soon after.

It was a battle that hurt both sides.

The strength of both sides was at the same level. Originally, Huangfu Duanlong, as a dragon slayer, should have the advantage, because the Dragon Subduing Sect has been the nemesis of dragons since ancient times.

However, Mo Cang was also a cultivator who defied fate. He never believed in restraint. With the same cultivation level, he and Huangfu Duanlong died together, completely changing the fate of dragons being slaughtered.

From then on, the Dragon Subduing Sect began to decline.

The artistic conception on the painting was left by Mo Cang himself, and Huangfu Duanlong left it there to respect his opponent.

He had killed countless monsters, but only Mo Cang was worthy of his respect.

"Mo Cang is a rare talent of the dragon clan, one in ten thousand. No one in the future can match him. With his artistic conception, this battle will take a long time to end, and both sides will suffer."

In the secret room, the golden skull said indifferently.

"Haha, both sides will suffer?" Yu Jianqiu sneered.

The battle that year was evenly matched, and it took three days and three nights to barely decide a winner.

Huangfu Duanlong naturally thought that this battle was destined to be like that year, and it would take a long time to determine the success or failure. After both sides were injured, he would also hand over the inheritance to Xu Qingzhi, and the goal would be achieved.

As for Xu Hei, he was destined to be a foil. After all, he left behind a legacy, while Mo Cang only left behind a state of mind.

But obviously, he was wrong!

He was very wrong!

This battle was destined not to be evenly matched and both sides were injured!

Everyone underestimated Xu Hei, Jiang Chong, Xu Qingzhi, Huangfu Duanlong, and even Yu Jianqiu.

They had no idea what kind of existence Xu Hei was.

When Mo Cang's state of mind was infinitely superimposed in his mind, the Demon God Cauldron was automatically activated, transforming all the state of mind into Xu Hei's own state of mind.

In Xu Hei's mind, the scene of Elder Mo opening his eyes and soaring into the sky suddenly reappeared.

"You must know that when I was young, I had lofty ambitions and promised to be the best in the world!"

"Elder Mo, I understand. So this is how this move is used!"

Xu Hei opened his eyes, as if he had awakened from a deep sleep, revived from a dead silence, and rose from a decline.

Xu Hei, like Mo Xuan, was reborn and fought again. He opened his eyes, like a sleeping prehistoric beast, raising his head at this moment.

"The dragon raises its head!"

Xu Hei's originally broken horn healed again, and rushed towards Xu Qingzhi. A shadow of a soil dragon appeared behind him, overlapping with Xu Hei, and roared to shock the world.

The Dragon King was born, and a shocking blow was like Mo Cang reappearing in the world.

The dragon-slaying sword tightly held in Xu Qingzhi's hand collapsed in an instant, and turned into shatters and broke apart.

"What?!"

Huangfu Duanlong in the secret room was horrified. Although he was only left with bones, his horror was already visible to the naked eye.

He was wrong!

The strength of both sides has never been equal!

Xu Hei, a natural talent, can bless a small artistic conception on himself, magnify it ten times or a hundred times, and win with one blow!

On the other hand, Xu Qingzhi has never been an excellent dragon slayer. He is just the head of the Snake Catching Sect. Even this dragon-slaying sword was left by his ancestors. No one can give it to him, so it can only be passed on to him.

As a dragon slayer, he only has an empty identity, and his own talent is far inferior to Xu Hei.

This is destined to make him lose!

When the dragon-slaying sword in his hand was broken, the ending was clear!

Xu Hei took advantage of the situation, and the horn on his head pierced through the stars and hit Xu Qingzhi's chest. After a roar, it completely penetrated it, and his heart was broken.

Even the Nascent Soul that was about to take shape in his body was shattered by Xu Hei's blow.

Xu Qingzhi, it's over!

Not only did he lose this battle, he would be killed in one blow and fall on the spot!

After watching this scene, Huangfu Duanlong felt great sorrow in his heart. The draw that year was the beginning of the decline of the Dragon Subduing Sect.

Now, the descendant of the Dragon Subduing Sect, the dragon slayer Xu Qingzhi, could not even achieve a draw.

He lost directly to a young dragon!

It was a complete crushing!

He was ashamed.

"The Dragon Subduing Sect is doomed to die, let it become history."

Huangfu Duanlong was neither happy nor angry, only sad. He would not hand over the inheritance to a group of monsters, let alone to a loser like Xu Qingzhi, so he could only destroy it.

At the same time, Xu Qingzhi was pierced in the chest, and his figure was still in the air.

In his consciousness, time seemed to slow down.

He heard an obscure voice in his ears, as if it was in the distance, and as if it was in his mind.

"Do you want to survive?"

"Do you want to slay this dragon?"

"Do you want to get the recognition of the Dragon Subduing Sect?"

Three questions appeared, and Xu Qingzhi gave affirmative answers without hesitation.

"Only I can help you!"

A sinister voice sounded.

Xu Qingzhi then realized that the voice came from the ghost mask on his face.

"Are you... the Sea God Cult?" Xu Qingzhi asked weakly.

His life was flying away. He saw Xu Hei approaching and wanted to give him another blow before his consciousness dissipated, so that he would be completely annihilated.

The other party was not a snake that would give him a chance. He would cut the grass and uproot it, destroy the corpse and wipe out all traces, grind the bones and scatter the ashes, and wipe out everything about him.

Xu Qingzhi suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart. He seemed to see Xu Hei returning to the Snake Catching Sect after killing him, and wiping out the entire Snake Catching Sect.

Among them were his disciples, his relatives, and his compatriots. With Xu Hei's temperament, it would definitely be like this.

"No! I will never allow it!"

"I promise you, you can let me do anything! I want to kill Xu Hei, I want to get the recognition of the Dragon Subduing Sect! No matter what the price, I can do it!"

Xu Qingzhi almost roared, shouting out his thoughts.

"Very good! You made the right choice, hehe! I wish us a happy cooperation!"

After the voice fell, the ghost mask on his face merged with his face and merged into it.

Suddenly, Xu Qingzhi felt a chill in his body.

The pain was gone, and a mass of black viscous liquid appeared on his broken chest, repairing the wound, and the sound of heartbeat appeared again in his body.

A long-lost force surged out from inside and outside the body, from all directions, even stronger than before, than in his heyday!

The broken Nascent Soul healed instantly and formed a complete Nascent Soul!

In just such a short moment, he entered the Nascent Soul level!