Chapter 37, Discovered

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The black dragon was extremely decisive, and he went all out as soon as he attacked.

Peerless magical power, the world in his palm.

The leaves of the ancient trees in the mountains fell and froze in mid-air.

The black clouds stopped rolling.

The golden-winged eagle pounced on its prey, and its cold claws stopped on the head of a snow rabbit that was gnawing on its own flesh and blood.

Everything in the world, space, time, and light all stopped.

The northern wilderness trembled.

Countless weak creatures were unaware of what was happening.

Only a few powerful individuals reacted to this battle.

In their field of vision.

A white palm fell from the sky, instantly grasping the entire world in its palm. Outside the shadow of the palm, a pair of black vertical pupils were staring at them, cold and indifferent, looking down on the world.

"Senior Black Dragon..."

"Senior Black Dragon, I have nothing to do with the Chiwu tribe, please don't implicate innocent people!"

"Black Dragon, you want to destroy the Chiwu tribe, we have no right to interfere, but if you implicate us, it would be too arrogant. Do you really think you are invincible in this world and can cover the sky with one hand?"

"Calm down, calm down, harmony is the most important thing, Daoist Black Dragon, please stop, and listen to me..."

"Do you want to become the public enemy of the entire Northern Wilderness?"

Almost all the powerful beings in the Northern Wilderness broke through the barrier at the moment when Black Dragon made a move.

Some people are arrogant, do not know the destiny, and are unwilling to bow their heads, so they threaten and threaten to unite to deal with Black Dragon.

Some people want to keep themselves out of trouble and beg Black Dragon not to affect innocent people.

There are also peacemakers who stand up and persuade Black Dragon to stop and stop this shocking war that affects the entire Northern Wilderness.

The reaction to these people.

The black dragon was indifferent, crossing his legs, leaning forward, with dark vertical pupils, staring coldly at the world in his palm.

A glint in his eyes, as heavy as the ancient sacred mountain, enough to crush the ages and destroy time and space. The glint fell on the high priest, making him feel like he was hit hard, blood gushed out, and he could no longer float in the air. His body fell from the sky like a meteorite, smashing into the earth fiercely.

After a few breaths.

The high priest climbed out of the deep pit with difficulty, his robe was torn, like a beggar, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his body shook involuntarily, slowly raised his head, stared at the pair of icy eyes above his head, his face was ashen, "How can you be so powerful, no, this is your true strength. More than 10,000 years ago, you didn't fight me seriously at all."

"Black Dragon... You are hiding your weakness and deceiving everyone."

The hoarse and old roar of the high priest echoed over the Northern Wilderness.

The Northern Wilderness was dead silent.

Before this, those who clamored to join forces to conquer the black dragon were like chickens with their throats strangled, unable to make any sound.

Others were also dumbfounded and terrified.

Only the snakemen of the Black Dragon Tribe were celebrating happily.

Looking at the peerless figure overlooking the world, their eyes were filled with worship and enthusiasm.

That was their totem, their god.

They prostrated themselves, prayed devoutly, and chanted the real name of the black dragon.

"Your Majesty the Black Dragon--"

"Your Majesty the Black Dragon is invincible in the world and sweeps away all enemies."

On the top of the cloud, a figure in a pitch-black dress sat upright in the golden chariot, crossing her legs, like a peerless empress, overlooking the tiny high priest like an ant, with dark vertical pupils indifferent and ruthless, "Boy, who do you think you are? If you want me to be serious, practice for another ten million years before you talk."

Wow--

I don't know if he was angry with the black dragon or hit.

The high priest spurted out blue blood, and his spirit seemed to be drained away in an instant. His body softened and he half-knelt on one knee.

"What you want has always been in my hands."

"Back then... Why didn't you just kill me and take that thing away? Was it just to wait for today to humiliate a weakling like me in public?" The high priest raised his head with difficulty. His wrinkled old face was covered with gray, and his turbid eyes were dim.

Back then, he was self-proclaimed as a genius, and he was invincible among his peers in the Northern Wilderness. Even if he went to the other side of the Chaos Sea, he could still do whatever he wanted.

What about the outsiders of the prehistoric universe?

What about the immortals?

They were just like chickens and dogs. He was easily killed by him and took away the precious fragments of the Creation Blue Ping Sword.

Returned from the other side of the Chaos Sea.

The high priest went to Chimney Mountain to challenge the mysterious and ancient black dragon. He fought with it for a hundred rounds before being defeated by the opponent.

For a moment, he was full of pride, thinking that he was the strongest priest in the history of the Chiwu tribe, and he was complacent about it.

Now thinking about it.

He felt that he was an absolute joke.

He stretched out his trembling hand and took out a palm-sized green lotus from his arms.

The green lotus blossomed twelve grades, bright and colorful, and each petal was like the purest and most perfect jade in the world.

Between the petals, a ray of blue smoke swam.

Just watching.

He felt a supreme and transcendent sword intent from the smoke, rushing towards him, piercing his eyebrows and causing a dull pain.

When the black dragon saw the high priest take out the green lotus, his cold eyes that ignored everything finally showed some fluctuations.

"Give it to me, I promise not to kill you and not to harm a single soldier of the Chiwu tribe."

The high priest grinned, revealing two rows of bloody teeth, "Black Dragon, you should have this fragment in your hand, and you know what it represents. If I activate it regardless of everything, no matter how strong you are, you will face the sword of Genesis. Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured. When you drag your body across the Chaos Sea to the other side, you will only become a target for outsiders and the target of siege."

"You are... threatening me..."

The black dragon's voice was icy.

"What can I do if I threaten you?" The high priest gritted his teeth, his face ferocious, and roared: "Anyway, I am barefoot and I am not afraid of those wearing shoes. At worst, we will fight to the death."

"Humph——"

"Fight to the death? What a joke..."

"If you activate it, I may not die, but before you completely activate it, I can destroy your Chiwu tribe thousands of times." Black Dragon's tone was cold and steady, stating a cruel fact. In a moment, she suddenly changed her tone and softened it. She was no longer as aggressive as before. "When I leave this world, the years of grievances between the Chiwu tribe and the Black Dragon tribe will be written off. Why do you have to risk your own death and the extinction of your clan and gamble your life with me?"

"Giving it to me is the best choice, isn't it?"

The high priest was silent.

As if he was considering and weighing...

The black dragon did not urge him, but just stared at the high priest quietly, waiting for his answer.

She believed that as long as the high priest was not stupid, he would agree to her proposal.

Chiwu City.

Chu Xiu, who was hiding in the dark, narrowed his eyes, glanced at the miserable high priest, and then looked at the majestic and peerless figure, and was entangled for a while.

That was the fragment of the Creation Qingping Sword.

Was he going to watch the treasure fall into the hands of a woman?

Chu Lao Mo was unwilling.

But after weighing the difference in combat power between the two sides, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice.

If the high priest's combat power was 100.

Then the black dragon that controlled the world in a blink of an eye had a combat power of at least 100,000.

The two sides were not at the same level at all, and there was no comparison.

The sense of oppression that the black dragon brought to Chu Xiu was several times stronger than that of the Yin Ji Quasi-Emperor.

Even if this woman was not an immortal emperor, she was probably not far from this realm.

Chu Xiu knew it very well.

Even if the Immortal Venerable is powerful, it is only in the realm of the Immortal Dao. Compared with the Quasi-Immortal Emperor who has entered the realm of the Emperor, the gap is countless times greater than the gap between mortals and Immortal Venerables.

Anyone who can cultivate to this realm is a child of destiny, and external objects can no longer make up for the difference in combat power.

Even if he sacrifices the Quasi-Immortal Emperor's weapon, the Sky Fire Soul-Falling Lamp, burns all the immortal crystals on his body, and fully activates the Sky Fire Soul-Falling, and then joins forces with the high priest, he may not be able to defeat a finger of the Black Dragon.

Chu Xiu knows the truth that a good man will not suffer a loss in front of him. When he is strong enough, it will not be too late to take back the Qingping Sword fragment from her. Thinking of this in his heart, he was just about to move his eyes away from the Black Dragon.

The peerless figure slowly turned his head, and his eyes met with his.

"Fuck, my hiding method was actually seen through by her." Chu Xiu's face instantly became extremely ugly, without any hesitation, he turned around and said~