Chapter 209 [The Great War of Autumn Immortality]

The dragon-like head with two long whiskers and two fan bones on each side, the only difference between this guy and the dragon is probably that the legendary dragon head has dragon horns on it, but it doesn't!

The two fist-sized nostrils inhaled and exhaled very regularly, and the lantern's laughing eyes were closed, and sure enough, as the incompetence said, the monster was really sleeping.

"Cockroach ~ Dragon?" After being stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief and he raised his hand to the behemoth in front of him, and the five of them stood diagonally below it so small that every breath it took made them feel a great suction, and each breath was like a strong wind blowing their robes and pulling back.

Smelling the incomparably foul smell it exhaled from its nostrils, Mu Feng suddenly felt that her stomach was turning over and there was a feeling that she wanted to vomit but couldn't spit it out, Xia Ruolan frowned even more and subconsciously took a few steps back, beauties love to be clean, let alone Xia Ruolan, she is willing to stand in this disgusting quagmire is enough to be expected, and now in the face of such a monster that is accompanied by a pungent smell every time she breathes, her inner defense seems to be about to collapse and she can't stand it.

"No~ won't you?" Zhuo Zichen exclaimed.

"There are no branches, and the dragon is probably not a legend." Leng Yue said in a deep voice.

"But~ But this is too weird, isn't it? Are we in trouble? How can you meet legendary monsters everywhere you go? Zhuo Zichen looked serious and incredulous, looking at the monsters in front of him who were sleeping like a hill, stunned.

"I'm afraid it's not a coincidence, the junior brother seems to have miscalculated, with our current ability, it's probably going to be difficult to kill it for a while." Xia Ruolan frowned, covered her mouth and nose with her hands, and stared at the monster in front of her tightly.

"Not high-level? What is this called~ What kind of dragon, what is it? Mu Feng was stunned, he saw this monster at close range, this guy's size was much larger than the Wuzhi Qi he encountered in the holy lake, and Mu Feng also had palpitations when he thought of Wuzhiqi's terrifying strength.

"Dragon, he is similar to Wuzhi Qi, but it is a real demonic beast, belonging to a branch of the dragon, although it does not have the ability to call the wind and rain like a dragon, but its strength should not be underestimated." The incompetence gave Mu Feng a blank look, and replied in a solemn voice.

"The dragon is also known as the dragon without horns, it evolved from a snake, and it is only one step away from the dragon, and it is estimated that it will live for at least two hundred years to grow into a dragon of this size!" Leng Yue took the incompetent words and continued.

Of the five people present, only Mu Feng didn't know about these strange things, Mu Feng knew a lot about the monsters that existed in the world, but he knew very little about the legendary creatures, although there were sporadic records in some ancient books, but many of them had not even been preserved a picture, even if they saw the real thing, it was difficult to tell what it was.

In contrast, Zhuo Zichen knew much better, and they could say the name of the snake-shaped monster in front of them in one bite.

"Is there a dragon?" Mu Feng exclaimed.

"It was extinct thousands of years ago, dragons are too powerful, legend has it that they have been slaughtered in ancient times, not only humans have killed them, but even demonic beasts have killed them, because once they become adults, a dragon who has practiced for ten years is stronger than a cultivator who has practiced for a hundred years." Impotence frowned, thought for a moment, and replied softly.

"Extinct? So strong will also be extinct? Mu Feng felt even more incredible, the legendary dragon he had seen more than once in various ancient books, at first he didn't think so, he didn't expect that there really was a dragon in the world, a powerful creature that represents the embodiment of strength.

"Prosperity must decline, this is the inevitable result of the way of heaven. Because they are too strong, they are jealous, and their fertility is so low, it is said that it takes at least fifty years for a dragon to hatch and take shape, and after it is formed, its strength will increase by leaps and bounds, but in the shell they are still very fragile. ”

"Well, I've also seen similar records, dragons' reproductive ability is extremely poor, it takes one or two hundred years from breaking the shell to adulthood to have the ability to reproduce offspring, and only one dragon egg is laid at a time, and this breeding speed is far less than the speed of being wiped out under the attack of humans and demonic beasts in ancient times."

As soon as the incompetent words were finished, Zhuo Zichen also nodded lightly and continued.

"This is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, one thing overcomes one thing, and no matter how strong the occult art is, it also has its fatal weakness." Impotence replied with a bitter smile, not knowing what he was thinking at the moment.

Mu Feng nodded approvingly, at first he thought that the Sanqing Sword Style was a perfect set of sword skills that were impeccable, but when he really knew this set of sword styles, he found that the Sanqing Sword Style also had its fatal drawbacks, first of all, the user's harsh requirements for himself, and even if a person whose body had not been tempered could barely use it, it would be a mistake.

The point is that the burden on the body is very heavy, and the fatigue brought by the casting will make people lose the ability to resist for a short time, which means that if the opponent successfully resists the attack of the Sanqing Sword Style, the caster will become a person who has no ability to resist and waits for death.

Fortunately, Mu Feng's proficiency in the Sanqing Sword Style is now very perfect, except for the feeling of fatigue and weakness after the last sword is cast, the burden on his body caused by the first two styles is not so serious, imagine that a person mobilizes several times his own strength in a short period of time to launch a certain move, the power required for this move is that it takes him a whole day or even several days to accumulate, how can he be calm and relaxed after using it?

"So what now?" Leng Yue looked at the behemoth in front of her and asked a little overwhelmed.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, everyone had a feeling of helplessness, as if a piece of meat just taken out of the oil pan was placed in front of you, and you didn't have chopsticks and could only use your hands to take it.

"This guy is quite able to sleep, with such strong scales all over his body, it is estimated that it is difficult for ordinary blade occult arts to hurt it, and the only possibility is to start from its eyes." Impotent stepped forward, gently stroking the thick scale armor on the dragon's body with his hand, his brows furrowed, and after a moment of contemplation, he looked up at the two bulging eyes.

Although the dragon is now sleeping with its eyes closed, its eyelids are bulging, and for the dragon whose whole body is covered by these black scale armor, its weakness should be the eyes of these lanterns laughing.

The part under the dragon's body showed pale cyan stripes, although it was not covered by this scale armor, but everyone knew very well in their hearts that if they wanted to kill it with one blow, they could only win if they found its heart from its slightly weaker abdomen and destroyed it, but now the huge body of the dragon was coiled together, and only a small part of the abdomen of the tail was exposed, and they didn't know the specific location of the dragon's heart on the body, obviously this trick would not work.

And at this moment, in the Ancient Sword Pavilion in the valley where the Ancient Sword Sect was located, Qiu Changsheng, who was lying on a finely carved mahogany bed, suddenly opened his eyes, the moonlight shone obliquely on his face, pale but full of killing intent, Qiu Changsheng's eyes were full of anger, and after getting up and putting on the blue and white robes, he pulled out a blue long sword hanging next to the bed from the exquisite scabbard.

Qiu Changsheng leaned on his sword and broke out of the door, the door of the house was smashed to pieces, and the night patrol disciples outside the pavilion hurriedly ran in to check but were completely ignored by him, and after flying out of the pavilion, under the blank and puzzled gaze of many ancient sword sect disciples, the golden clouds were condensed and soared into the air and flew straight towards the entrance of the valley.

The five of them gathered around the dragon's mountain-like body to look around, and from time to time they touched the dragon's scale armor with their hands, and every time they saw him do such a dangerous thing, they were shocked that Mu Feng was in a cold sweat, but this dragon was as if he had taken medicine, and at first they were worried that this guy would wake up at any time, but even if he couldn't pat his scales with his hand, it didn't react at all.

"The skin is rough and the meat is thick, in my opinion, forget it, let's not pay attention to it." After a moment, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said to everyone.

"What is this?" Just when he was about to beckon everyone to continue looking for clues outside the entrance of this valley, Zhuo Zichen, who was already standing on the dragon at some point, let out a puzzle.

I have to say that this dragon is really sleeping to death, if it weren't for the sound of its constant breathing, Mu Feng would really think that this guy was a dead thing, maybe because the scale armor on its body was too thick, so that Zhuo Zichen didn't react at all when he stood on it.

After Zhuo Zichen let out a doubt, the incompetence also jumped up, and the body fell lightly on the dragon, standing side by side with Zhuo Zichen on its huge body, and the incompetence followed the direction of Zhuo Zichen's finger to look at the top of the dragon's head, his face changed instantly, revealing a shocked expression, and Zhuo Zichen, who was also full of shock at the moment, looked at each other.

Mu Feng, Xia Ruolan and Leng Yue below didn't know what the two of them saw, so they heard Zhuo Zichen and Incompetent above shouting at the three of them in unison, "Run!" ”

The three of them were stunned, and before they could react, Zhuo Zichen and Incompetent had already jumped off the dragon, and the two of them stared at the thick fog in front of them with solemn expressions, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from their foreheads, looking extremely nervous.

"It's too late." Suddenly, Leng Yue let out a soft sigh and said calmly.

"Hehe, that's fast!" Xia Ruolan smiled coldly and stepped forward, standing side by side with Zhuo Zichen.

Seeing the four of them like this, Mu Feng was even more puzzled, looking at the incompetence with a solemn expression and not saying a word, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"That beast has a seal on his head, a perceptual seal, I'm afraid he has already discovered it when we first arrived here." Impotence replied in a deep voice.

"Seals?" Mu Feng said in horror.

Everyone never thought that the dragon would be set up with a perceptual seal, this Qiu Changsheng is really exhausted, which can also prove that this dragon has a great relationship with Qiu Changsheng, when I think of these Mu Feng, I feel a little cold in my back, the legendary Wuzhiqi is controlled by people, and this dragon is also controlled by people, it is unbelievable that the people behind them should have what means to go against the sky?

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the thick fog in the direction of the entrance of the valley in front of him to suddenly disperse, and I saw a crane-haired boy wearing a blue and white delicate robe, with an angry face, holding a blue sword qi with a soaring blue sword qi, stepping on the golden Xuanyun and appearing in the air above everyone, looking down on the five people standing in front of the dragon below.

"Senpai!" After Zhuo Zichen frowned and looked at each other incompetently, the two took the lead in saluting him.

"People from the Heavenly Dao Sect?" Qiu Changsheng looked at the incompetence with a cold look in his eyes, and said in an unusually indifferent voice.

"The Heavenly Dao Sect is incapable of seeing the Ball Sect Master." Incompetent, pretending to be calm, smiling slightly, bowing again.

Don't look at Zhuo Zichen and incompetence at the moment, they acted as if nothing happened, but Mu Feng, who was standing beside them, could clearly hear the heartbeat of the two of them in the dull breathing of the dragon behind him.

"Oh, the chief of the Heavenly Dao Sect, I had a relationship with you in the Ancient Netherworld Sect back then, and I haven't seen you for a few years, but I'm getting more and more powerful!" Qiu Changsheng's voice was cold and terrifying, and he glanced at the incompetence with contempt in his eyes and said.

"The seniors laughed," everyone said respectfully in unison.

"Jokes? I don't have the time to laugh with you, it seems that you were premeditated, I thought that you were still young, and I wanted to spare you from dying, but you still want to come back, then I can't blame me. I think they're dead, right? Qiu Changsheng sneered, raised the blue long sword in his hand, and infinite killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"The seniors misunderstood, Senior Brother Ah encountered an accident on the way when he escorted us out, and we got separated from them, so we came here by mistake!" Zhuo Zichen was shocked, and hurriedly explained to Qiu Changsheng according to the predetermined plan.

It would be unwise to have a head-on confrontation with a Heaven Rank powerhouse in such a place and under such conditions, especially since they still didn't know how much strength Qiu Changsheng had, and once the battle woke up the sleeping dragon behind them, it would undoubtedly make it even more difficult for them.

"Alright, don't say it. Qiu Changsheng, let me ask you, why did you kill Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu? Looking at Qiu Changsheng, who was arrogant and arrogant above him, Mu Feng exhaled heavily, stepped forward, and smiled bitterly at Zhuo Zichen, then looked directly at Qiu Changsheng with sharp eyes and asked without fear.

"Mu Feng ~ you ~ " Mu Feng's sudden move made the four people around him feel a little inexplicable, and Zhuo Zichen and Incompetent both looked at him in surprise.

"There's no need to act, you can use this as an excuse elsewhere, this dragon is obviously raised by him, we have discovered such a secret of it when we appear here, and he is menacing, you really don't be naΓ―ve to think that he will let us go, right?" Mu Feng turned his head to look at the four people beside him who looked puzzled and dazed, shook his head with a wry smile, pointed at Qiu Changsheng with a jade ruler sword, and said.