Chapter 187: Turning Things Around?
The sunrise was beautiful.
The sunrise on the prairie is even more beautiful
The night has gradually faded, and a faint light can be seen at the junction of heaven and earth in the east.
The Seven-Star Soul Beast was still running, and when he saw a faint light in the distant sky, he suddenly stopped.
"The hosts! We're here! The soul beast said.
Of course, Lu Xiaoxue didn't see far without soul beasts, and her vision was limited after all, so in Lu Xiaoxue's opinion, there was still darkness in front of her, and it was extremely dark!
"To get there? Did we catch up with the Demon King!? Lu Xiaoxue asked.
"Right ahead!" The soul beast said: "Can the master think about dealing with him?" â
Lu Xiaoxue said: "I don't know, I'll talk about catching up!" â
The soul beast is very obedient, Lu Xiaoxue's words are like a holy decree, whatever he says, he will do it. Never disobey.
The soul beast continued to move forward, over gentle hills, swampy lakes one after another, and now the night had all faded, and all that was left was the sluggish fog of the early morning.
The sun showed only a faint glimmer of light.
The soul beast stopped again, and he said, "Master, do you see it?" â
Lu Xiaoxue nodded and said, "I saw it!" â
In the distance, there was a person standing on the grassland hills, a person wearing a black cloak, standing in the wind, the cloak flew up, although he was standing with his back to him, Lu Xiaoxue recognized it at a glance, it was definitely the Dark Lord. After all, people who are dressed like this, who are so afraid of seeing the sun, will not have a second person except the Dark Lord.
The soul beast got up and jumped, jumped a hundred feet, and fell to the ground with a long roar, the sound was like thunder.
The Dark Lord turned his head sharply, and saw the huge divine beast standing at the foot of the mountain looking at each other angrily, looking directly at himself, and seeing Lu Xiaoxue sitting upright on his back, he couldn't help but flick his long sleeves and sighed: "Lu Xiaoxue, you are very powerful, you know how to drive my mount to chase me!" â
"Your mount?" Lu Xiaoxue shook her head and said, "He is my mount, how can it be yours?" â
The Dark Lord ignored it and scolded, "Evil animal, don't you come back obediently? â
This time, no one paid attention to the Dark Lord, Lu Xiaoxue ignored it, and neither did the mount.
"Evil animal, don't come back yet!" The Dark Lord shouted.
The soul beast stood there quietly, as if it was chewing something, was it chewing gum? Of course not.
Lu Xiaoxue patted the mount under her crotch and said, "You can see clearly, the Seven Heart White Tiger Beast is now my mount, and his demonic nature has long been blocked, and he will not let you call it again." â
"Excellent! Very good! The Dark Lord nodded in approval.
Lu Xiaoxue said: "I know, whatever I say now, you won't give me the dragon vein!" That's why I won't talk about it."
"Hehe, you're a smart man!" The Dark Lord said.
The flying knife is now in Lu Xiaoxue's hands, and the seven flying knives have been tightly held in Lu Xiaoxue's right hand.
"I'm not very smart, but I'm not stupid!" Lu Xiaoxue Road.
"I knew you were going to kill me!" The Demon King laughed and said, "It's a pity that you can't do anything, because the dragon vein is now in my hands!" â
Lu Xiaoxue said: "Without the dragon vein, I can also kill you." â
The Demon King smiled disdainfully and said, "Little friend, stay cool, some things are not just as simple as bragging!" â
Lu Xiaoxue stretched out her right hand and stood in front of the demon king.
Seven throwing knives were in his hands, each one ready to move, like a crazy wolfdog on a leash.
"Hehe, let's put away a few handfuls of broken copper and iron!" The demon king said with more and more disdain, he said: "Even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes, it is already too late!" No one can stop me! â
The sun has risen, and the fiery sunrise is like a red soldering iron, emerging from the horizon little by little, radiant and radiant, and the surrounding sky is spotless and blue!
The dragon veins have begun to touch, violently.
"The time has come!" The Dark Lord laughed, and when he finished speaking, the dragon vein had been thrown out by the Dark Lord with all his strength, turning into a little cold star and disappearing at the end of his sight.
The dragon vein was thrown out, but the smile stayed forever in that moment.
Did the Dark Lord laugh? Lu Xiaoxue didn't see it.
I didn't see it, but I heard it.
The laughter seemed to freeze, as if frozen, and not only that, but even the Dark Lord's body, every part of his body had stiffened, maintaining that posture like a wooden sculpture.
Lu Xiaoxue had already harnessed the Seven-Star Soul Beast to run quickly into the distance, towards the place where the sun rose, towards the place where the dragon vein fell.
Lu Xiaoxue already had no knife in her hand.
Where are the throwing knives?
The flying knife had been inserted into the throat of the Dark Lord at some point, and the seven flying knives were inserted into the throat of the Dark Lord together.
The flying knife was inserted into the throat from the front and back, and in such a situation, it would be impossible for the Daluo Immortal to survive. Of course, the Dark Lord is not an immortal, so will he survive?
The knife suddenly moved, creaking, and slowly fell down his throat before falling to the ground, at the Dark Lord's feet.
The Dark Lord looked at the flying knife under his feet, then stepped on it a few times, looked up at Lu Xiaoxue who was far away, and suddenly laughed, and said with a smile: "Mortals are mortals, they know that they can't do it, but they still have to do it!" Then his body flashed, turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared into the early morning fog, rolling up a gust of wind and leaving.
The seven-star bone beast galloped across the vast grassland, towards the fiery sun.
As he was running, he saw a three-foot stick falling from the sky and falling into the grass knoll in the distance! - It's a dragon vein! It's a dragon vein! Lu Xiaoxue hurriedly said: "Hurry, hurry!" â
The seven-star bone beast immediately jumped up in response, jumped three feet, fell in the air, and brushed past the edge of the grassy hill, and Lu Xiaoxue, who was riding on his back, reached out impartially and reached out to hold the dragon vein.
However, at the same time, another hand grasped the dragon vein, and it also held the dragon vein tightly.
This hand is a pitch black hand.
The hands that were so black were like charcoal, like ink; The pitch-black hands are wearing pitch-black clothes, pitch-black sleeves, pitch-black upper body, pitch-black lower body, and pitch-black cape.
"The Dark Lord!" Lu Xiaoxue blurted out.
"Hehe, that's good!" The Dark Lord suddenly raised his feet between his words and kicked between Lu Xiaoxue's elbows, Lu Xiaoxue was surprised, his palms relaxed slightly, and at this moment, the Dark Lord snatched the dragon vein with a pull.
"The dragon is here, and the door of the devil is wide open!" The Dark Lord held the dragon vein in his hand and roared in the sky, and its sound was loud, spreading for thousands of miles and resounding through the sky.
Shenlong is in the world? Will the dragon really appear? Does Shenlong really save zĂ i?
Regardless of whether there was zĂ i in the past, now the dragon has indeed appeared.
The wide, flat and endless grassland suddenly cracked, cracking huge gaps, and something like a fiery red mountain was slowly rising from the ground, slowly rising, like a mountain peak.
Like a mountain, but not a mountain, it's a dragon!
"Is there really a dragon in the world?" Lu Xiaoxue's eyes widened and she said to herself.
"Master, now is the best chance, hurry up and kill him and recapture the dragon vein!" The seven-star white tiger beast suddenly said, and when he finished speaking, the giant beast suddenly turned into a white bone, a snow-white bone, shaped like a bamboo shoot, with a total of seven sections.
The seven-star white bone fell between Lu Xiaoxue's palms, gradually becoming smaller, and became like a flying knife, the blade was white and flawless, and the handle was in the shape of a bone joint--what a white bone knife.
"Master, you only have one chance!" The White Bone Divine Beast reminded Lu Xiaoxue.
"I know! One time is enough! When Lu Xiaoxue finished speaking, his hand was already empty, and the white bone flying knife was already gone.
Since the White Bone Flying Knife is not in Lu Xiaoxue's hands, where will it be?
In the center of the Dark Lord's eyebrows? Or the throat?
None of them! The White Bone Flying Knife is neither in the throat of the Dark Lord, nor in the heart of the Dark Lord's eyebrows, since it is not in this deadly place, where will it be?
Except for Lu Xiaoxue, I'm afraid no one knows!
The clouds in the sky suddenly rolled up and turned into a long line, which was surging like a galloping dragon, just like the huge dragon raised on the ground.
The dragon is still breaking out of the ground, overturning the mountains, pushing across the mountain beams, the momentum is unstoppable, from the first pass in the world to the northwest pass Jiayu Pass, the dragon head to the dragon's tail all the way upturned, countless mountains have been overturned, countless people, animals have been stoned to death, so there are countless people who have died.
Of course, Lu Xiaoxue doesn't know these now, all he knows is the earth-shaking scene in front of him.
Lu Xiaoxue's hand reached into his pocket again, and when he came out, there was a flying knife in his hand, a metal flying knife, shining, "Look at the knife!" He actually deliberately reminded him in advance, and then the flying knife was sent out, stabbing at the throat of the Dark Lord, which had been pierced by a huge hole.
The Dark Lord ignored it, didn't even look at it, and said disdainfully: "Carving insect skills, shame on people!" After speaking, he waved his hand, swept his long sleeves, and the wind rose, and several flying knives were blown by the violent wind and didn't know where they went.
"The devil's door is wide open!" The Dark Lord continued to use all his strength to implant the dragon veins into the dragon's body, and the further the dragon veins went down, the bigger the whirlpool in the sky became.
In the huge whirlpool of rolling flow, pitch-black monsters roared, descended from the distant sky, flew away in all directions, and then disappeared or swam in all directions.
When the Demon King saw the monsters swimming out of the whirlpool, he danced with joy.