Yes, it was only at this time that Ping An reacted, and he and Lord Jane, Ning Warlock, and Huang Yong went up the mountain, but they were first put together by Gongzi An, and they were almost wiped out.

Immediately after that, he encountered Gu again, and after all kinds of dangers, he finally escaped from the Thousand Foot Cave, but he met the damn Tiger Jiao and kept encountering the Jiaolong.

At the beginning, the dragon lock unicorn pattern of the stone stele, Ping An even had a guess, there should be an ancient fierce beast suppressed there, it is very likely that it is this dragon, it may also be because of this stele, so that it has not been able to turn into a dragon.

Now it seems that he guessed wrong, this dragon is the broken jade seal, which really appeared in front of him.

I don't know how to describe my thoughts at the moment, if it weren't for this dragon, a few of them would not have been separated at all, and I wouldn't have to fall into the cliff in order to avoid that group of Great Qin Armor soldiers, and finally enter this inexplicable cave.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it is the culprit, but that's it, peace can't raise any anger, and even if there is anger, most of it is gone.

Because Jiaolong is indeed a change from the jade seal, breaking free from the cyan aura of the Xuanjing, the seven-colored light of the jade seal has reached its peak, although it is still not as good as the demeanor in the hands of the first emperor in the illusion, but it still makes people dare not look directly.

To know who it was facing at the beginning and who it is facing now, this point of self-knowledge, there is still peace.

And Ping An is very sure that he is not in a fantasy world now, but in the real human world.

There is just one question, Ping An still can't figure it out, in the illusion, the jade seal is incarnated as a dragon head phantom, even if it finally fights with Fuxi gossip and changes into a pure white ancestral dragon, even if it is defeated in the end, under the guidance of Lao Jun, it is only incarnated into four auspicious deer.

Why is it the appearance of a dragon now?

I can't tell which piece of jade seal is broken into four pieces, which piece does it belong to, everything, maybe you can only get an accurate answer by having it.

Perhaps because of the change in Ping'an's expression, the dragon incarnated by the jade seal suddenly looked up to the sky and groaned, the voice was full of disdain, and in it, Ping'an felt a strong hatred.

Ping An is almost 100% sure that it has recognized itself.

As Xuanjing said, this kind of treasure has never fallen from the sky, if you want it, then defeat it first.

The mood of defeating the Red Snake slowly came to his heart, and a strong fighting spirit emanated from Ping'an's body.

The dragon's long groan rose sharply, and a flash of surprise flashed in its huge eyes, and it revisited the peace.

"Come on!"

With a low roar from Ping An, the ink blade appeared in his hand, and the dark luster reflected on Ping An's face, coupled with Ping An deliberately puffing out his chest, without fear, added a bit of deterrence.

Taking a deep breath, Ping An spit out the last word,

"Fight!"

There was a thunder on the ground, Ping'an's body accelerated suddenly, the ink blade in his hand danced continuously, and the whole person jumped forward like an arrow from the string.

From a distance, the ink blade at this time danced seven or eight sword flowers in an instant, each of which was gorgeous and colorful, and the angle was tricky.

The huge body of the dragon was there, and Ping An almost didn't need to look for it to find its vital point.

And this sword comes from the collapse fist that Lord Jian had used when Ping An fought with Lord Jian for the first time, and that punch was just soft and continuous, leaving Ping An with a great shock.

Since then, Ping An has been pondering on his own, from fist to sword, constantly thinking and practicing, not to mention the hardships in the process.

Although he has never had a suitable sword, the former broken short sword can also make five or six points of similarity, and the power has increased greatly, and more importantly, these sword flowers have no false moves, they are all real killing moves.

Until he got the ink blade from An Gongzi, from the first time he held the ink blade in his hand, Ping An had a feeling that the ink blade would use a collapse fist, and the effect would definitely increase exponentially.

This is also the reason why Ping An liked it at first sight and failed to refuse, even in the Thousand Foot Cave, it was used by An Gongzi, and there was another accident, and the ink blade was retrieved, which accounted for a large part of the reason.

Cause and effect, cause and effect, with cause, there is effect.

This kind of work, in the expectation of peace, and beyond the expectation of peace, maintained the mood of neither joy nor sorrow, and maintained the dancing sword flower, and the next moment, the tip of the sword was about to stab the dragon's body.

"Bell, bell, bell" several metal deliveries in a row, deafening, the ink blade was swept out in an instant, and then looked at the dragon, it did not dodge at all, and the place where the sword flower thorn was pierced did not even leave a point mark.

This...

Ping An has a deep understanding of the sharpness of the ink blade, and his full force blow is like this, and a deep sense of powerlessness swells in his heart.

Not good, dangerous!

As soon as this thought arose, it was almost an instinctive reaction, and Ping An flashed backwards, an afterimage passing in front of his eyes, and the bitter wind blew his skin, sending out a chill that pierced his bones.

"Boom!"

In front of me, the rubble flew up, and a large area of the ground was directly smashed.

"Whoosh!"

A small sharp gravel flew through the corner of Ping'an's eye, and it was almost impossible to save one of Ping'an's eyes.

A fine line of blood appeared in the corner of Ping'an's eye, slowly converging into a drop of crimson blood, dripping onto the shattered ground.

He didn't care to wipe the bloodstains, and his body retreated backwards again.

Sure enough, the next moment, the dragon's long tail swept over fiercely, this claw and tail, two consecutive attacks, if it wasn't for Ping'an's preparation in advance, and he was hit at will, the result was that there were no bones.

At this moment, Ping An could finally breathe a sigh of relief, feeling the stinging pain coming from the corner of his eye, and an infinite fighting spirit rose in his heart.

You must know that the jade seal is not invincible, in the illusion, I saw it violently dismantled into four parts by Fuxi gossip, although it was Fuxi gossip, it was the magic weapon of the Emperor of Heaven, but defeat is defeat.

He doesn't have the ability of the Emperor of Heaven, and even the two mysterious people of Daizong are not as good as Lu Zhenren, and the ink blade is not as good as Fuxi gossip, but he has the experience of defeating the Red Snake.

Yes, that's flexibility.

A complete jade seal will be defeated, not to mention a fragment, a complete ancestral dragon, a dragon that can't turn into a dragon, the world is different.

As long as the lightness of the ink blade is coupled with his own body technique, even if it is a dragon, if he wants to easily take down himself, he has to pay some price.

Without saying much, without looking at the hint of banter flashing in Jiaolong's eyes, Ping'an, who gritted his teeth, moved again, and wanted to retreat, but in an instant, he stepped forward and his body rose into the air.

In mid-air, his feet were not idle, he stepped on the clouds several times in a row, and raised a few points again, and finally reached his limit, with the help of the power of falling, the ink blade in his hand was slashed fiercely.

If you have the ability, you can hide again!

The firmness in Ping'an's eyes seemed to convey something to Jiaolong, or maybe Jiaolong understood the meaning of Ping'an, and the banter in his eyes disappeared, and a touch of solemnity appeared instead.

A low roar came out of its mouth, and then the dragon's four claws stepped on the ground at the same time, crushing a large area of land again, and then its body rose into the air, falling faster than Ping'an, and crashed head-on.

Seeing that the two are about to meet in mid-air, can't they break through its defenses?

The sturdy scale armor shimmered with a strange light, and it was close to Ping's eyes.

Ping An simply closed his eyes, relying on the inertia of his body and a little ethereal feeling.

Closer, closer, you can feel that the edge of the ink blade has approached Jiaolong, but at this moment, Ping An opened his eyes fiercely, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, I don't know when, he has bitten the tip of his tongue.

A drop of blood inquiringly fell on the ink blade, and it was quickly absorbed by it, and there was no longer any trace left, and at this time, the ink blade had undergone earth-shaking changes.

On the swarthy sword body, the sharp edge of the essence of the essence became several points stronger, completely enveloping the entire ink blade, and from a distance, the ink blade was no longer a short sword, but more like an indestructible spear.

"Roar!"

A roar like a dragon's roar sounded, and Ping An turned the sword Jane around, changed it to a thorn, and plunged straight into the top of the Jiaolong head.

At this time, the ink blade seemed to have turned into a black dragon that went out to sea, although the body size was much worse than that of the dragon, but the momentum that had the power to devour the other party was not weak at all.

In an instant, the dragon felt the danger, but the speed at which it took off was too fast, and if it wanted to dodge, it was already too late, even if it wanted to turn its head, it was half empty.

A strong sense of crisis made it let out a slightly miserable scream, its body trembled unconsciously, the dragon's head was raised, and the luster of the whole body all converged on the head, and the whole body quickly withered.

In the miserable howl, I saw that the dragon was still intact except for the head, and all parts of the body had long lost its majestic appearance.

Of course, at such a big price, its momentum is weird and rising, and it feels not much different from a complete jade seal.

Although it has not yet turned into an ancestral dragon, the head of the dragon has been significantly improved at this time.

The starlight quickly fused together, and a sharp unicorn was generated above its head.

The single horn that cupolates into the sky is the most critical place of the Jiaohua Dragon, and it is not much different from the double antlers of the ancestral dragon.

The earth-shattering killing aura made Ping An can't help but look sideways, but the arrow is on the string, and he has to send it, and if he hesitates a little, he will end up dead without a corpse.

At this moment of duel, there is no room for sloppiness, and he is ruthless, and his hands continue to be strengthened, and the ink blade stabs towards the dragon at a faster speed.

"Bell!"

A violent roar sounded, sparks splashed, and Ping An felt as if he had hit the giant peak of Mount Tai, and his whole body had lost his intuition and was completely out of control.

It was as if the body had turned into a feather, light as nothing, and a breeze blew, and it suddenly flew into the air.

The higher and higher he flew, he couldn't see or hear anything in his eyes and ears, and he closed his eyes and fainted.

Faintly, a voice sounded in my heart,

"Literature, governance, martial arts, merit!"

Word by word, deafening!