Chapter 1177: The Son Is Not the Father's Fault
"Don't!"
Looking at the one-horned python that was about to die, the old dragon of Pingyang Lake couldn't bear it anymore, and subconsciously stepped forward, wanting to stop it, but this time, before he got closer, the eyes in the air that seemed to be a vast universe and seemed to be eternal had already scanned over...
Although there was no obvious change in this eye, the old dragon of Pingyang Lake still clearly felt the meaning of heaven and earth.
Warn!
If he dares to ignore the warnings, he will surely pay a heavy price.
It is precisely because he understands the meaning of his eyes that the old dragon of Pingyang Lake has taken steps and subconsciously stops...
"Help me!"
Looking at the stunned old dragon of Pingyang Lake, the one-horned python's eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of fear, and his voice became sharp.
However, when the old dragon of Pingyang Lake was warned by the way of heaven, he had already been frightened, where did he dare to go against the sky...
Therefore, no matter how the unicorn python roared, he didn't seem to see it, didn't hear it, Mu Mu stood there, not daring to make any movements, as if he was afraid of being misunderstood by the way of heaven...
Looking at the old dragon of Pingyang Lake who chose to protect himself and watched from the wall, the corners of Situ Xing's mouth couldn't help but turn up, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
It's really a plastic father-son relationship!
Looking at the sarcastic Situ Xing, Pingyang Lake Laolong's face changed suddenly, and there was indescribable anger in his eyes, but he didn't have a hot head, let alone impulsive...
The higher the realm, the deeper the understanding of heaven and earth, and the stronger the awe of heaven and earth...
Therefore, even if he has unspeakable anger and reluctance in his heart, he does not dare to go against the sky...
Burst!
Looking at the old dragon of Pingyang Lake who was standing there with his feet like they were nailed, the corners of Situ Xing's mouth couldn't help but reveal a sneer.
Like a golden cicada's six-winged flying knife, it swirled, and a white silver line cut through the sky.
Because it's too sharp, the space seems to be unbearable, a little cracking, revealing a dark void, a trace of wind sweeping, everywhere it passes, all annihilated, so that everyone can't help but retreat...
However, fortunately, although those Gangfeng are powerful, Situ Xing is like a Dinghai Divine Needle, and the huge Gangfeng is scattered by the huge qi and blood before he can get close to his body...
Therefore, whether it is the people or the soldiers, it is just a false alarm!
Looking at the pitch black as ink, like hair, and like the wind of threads.
The eyes of the old dragon of Pingyang Lake couldn't help but reveal a trace of fear. And subconsciously retreated, for fear of being contaminated by the wind...
The old dragon of Pingyang Lake has practiced for nearly a thousand years, and his physical body is strong, no less than a half-step void.
Not to mention an ordinary Gangfeng, even if he is thrown in the gap in the space, he will not be hurt too much...
But this time he didn't come at all.
This distraction was only the result of one of his thoughts ...
The thought has to go through nine thunder tribulations before it can become a yang god.
But in the middle of the nine thunderstorms, there are also floods, fires, and winds...
These are what monks often call the three plagues!
The wind disaster in these three disasters is the wind in the gap of the universe...
Therefore, the old dragon of Pingyang Lake, who was still invincible just now, was so frightened when he saw the gangfeng, and he retreated again and again, eager to escape thousands of miles away...
Just as he retreated again and again, Situ Xing's flying knife had already shot out...
The sharp blade, like silk, is surprisingly silky. It's like a lover's palm, making people have an indescribable intoxication, just like the advertisement of a certain chocolate in later generations, enjoy the silky smooth!
It is precisely because of this that the unicorn python located under the flying knife not only has no pain on its face, but has an indescribable intoxication!
However, everyone knows that.
Situ Xing's flying knife looks silky, but it is extremely dangerous!
Just like poppies, like colorful poisonous snakes, the more beautiful they are, the more dangerous they are...
"This!"
"This!"
"This!"
Looking at the flying knife suspended above Situ Xing's head, the unicorn python bowed his head with some hesitation, and his cold eyes revealed unspeakable confusion...
Fast!
It's just too fast!
Because Situ Xing's flying knife was too fast, he didn't feel pain at all, and it was precisely because of this that his eyes were full of confusion.
Could it be that the flying knife didn't fall at all just now?
The unicorn python's movements are very gentle, and they are also very ordinary...
But just such a simple action on weekdays for him became the last straw that crushed the camel...
The scales, which were as bright as ice chips, exploded suddenly.
A bright red, red thread like a red rope was wrapped around his neck, looking like an agate necklace.
The wound was even opened, revealing the texture of beef, as well as the green meridians, and the white bone stubble...
The unicorn python looked at the wound on his neck in disbelief, his eyes were full of fear and disbelief...
He really didn't understand what kind of reliance Situ Xing had to rely on, and he dared to kill himself in front of the old dragon of Pingyang Lake...
Isn't he afraid of offending the dragons?
It was the last thought on his mind.
As soon as this thought came to mind, the huge, boulder-like head completely fell from his body, and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust...
The scarlet blood could no longer be suppressed, and it rose into the sky like a fountain.
Then, it dripped like rain, and within a hundred feet of the surrounding area, it was soaked with blood...
"This!"
"This!"
Everyone looked at it with shocked faces, their mouths slightly open, and they didn't know how to speak for a long time.
Everything in front of me is amazing!
A body like a hill, a snake head like a boulder, and plasma like a rain of blood...
A situation that can only appear in imagination has actually appeared in front of their eyes.
However, more than that, it is a kind of hatred relief!
Someone can't help but grieve... Some people jumped up as if they were crazy, and some people fell to their knees upright, and kept muttering, as if they had said that the dead people had heard.
He's dead!
He's dead!
Finally dead!
Looking at the giant snake with the brilliance in its eyes slowly dissipating, everyone's expressions were surprisingly complicated.
However, to say that the expression is the most complicated, it is still the old dragon of Pingyang Lake, I saw him subconsciously stretch out his palm, as if he wanted to touch it again...
But, no matter how he called, the children of the past were never heard from again...
"Situ Punishment!"
"You dare to kill my dragon heir!"
"From today onwards, the old dragon and the sky will not be shared!"
"Here, the old dragon swears by the ancestors of the past dynasties that he will definitely make you pay a heavy price!"
Looking at the unicorn python that no longer has any upgrades because of the blood flow, the old dragon of Pingyang Lake only felt that his heart couldn't help but pinch it. There was even more unspeakable sadness in his eyes.
"Humph!"
Looking at the old dragon of Pingyang Lake who had a hideous face and wanted to devour Situ alive, Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help but narrow, and there was a breathtaking cold snort in his nostrils.
"The Son is not the fault of the Father!"
"You have sinned about today's things!"