The wooden sword hangs high in the air.

This wooden sword is very compact, and it is used by Xiao Bailong to practice swords on weekdays, and it is even more convenient than his acquired level spirit treasures.

At this moment, Lan Zhanzhan's sword intent poured like water, sweeping through the entire Dragon Palace.

The wooden sword above also trembled, emitting immeasurable light, obscuring all directions.

Countless people in the Dragon Palace froze in place when they saw this scene, especially Hui'an Xing, who looked at the little white dragon in the sky like a god, and his pupils completely contracted into pinholes, which was extremely shocking.

"This is sword intent, this is really sword intent!"

"I didn't expect that just one of the three princes of the West Sea could understand the sword intent, throughout the ages, the Three Realms of the Flood and the Desolation, the heavens and the earth, how many people have cultivated the true sword intent?"

Hui'an Xing clenched his fists, the gods were in battle, he had seen the sword intent of the Tongtian Sect Master head-on, if it weren't for the clash of saints, the sect master's mind would not be on the surrounding minions, otherwise any wisp of sword intent leaked from the Zhuxian Sword Array would be able to wipe out the world.

A sword, not to mention the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, and the desolate world, can be erased at will.

He realized it in that moment.

With such a powerful and boundless power, no one can resist it, and the same saint can only protect himself, and he can survive the battle of the gods purely because...... The Tongtian Sect Master disdained to slaughter ants.

It is the kindness of the saints.

The breath that leaked from the Zhuxian Sword Array back then was the sword intent, the sword intent of the saint.

And there is no one in the future who can cultivate.

But now, again, he saw that terrifying power.

But.

The little white dragon's sword intent was not facing the creatures on the ground, but towards himself.

The breath on that sword was obviously carrying endless sword intent, but at this moment, it was accompanied by a sad killing intent, and the blade of the sword was aimed at his heavenly spirit.

Thundered!

Thundered!

The sky sings a sad song, and the earth weeps.

The dark clouds condensed above the nine heavens, thick to the extreme, and thunder swept through, turning into fierce electric dragons, hovering above the sky.

It is also accompanied by snow in June, blood and rain, and turbulence in the four seas.

All kinds of terrible visions have turned into natural disasters and the end of the world, and they have come here.

At this moment, it is the time of the storm.

The wind and waves swept the sky.

"Open the gates of heaven for all sentient beings, and I myself am one of them."

"In this case, I cut off this body, cut off the bones to return to the father, and the flesh to return to the mother, and may all beings in the world no longer be limited by their heels and feet, and be confined by blood......

"We are all at ease, who dares to be high!"

The little white dragon's eyes are clear and clear, he wants to get rid of this bloodline, remove this body of flesh and bones, be the most comfortable person in this world, and not be shackled by anyone and everything.

What the third prince, what the Dragon Palace, from now on, will die for me.

Legacy and independence, freedom and no demand.

As soon as these words came out, the wooden sword above transformed into ten thousand ways, and the sword blade pointed to it was all towards the body of the little white dragon.

Endless thunder, endless black clouds, and violent wind and rain make the world even more gloomy.

At this moment, the sun and the moon faded.

Darkness is coming!

"These three princes, if you really want to follow Nezha's example, you can't do it!"

Many dragon kings were terrified.

They stood in the wind, looking at the terrifying will in the body of the little white dragon above the sky, which frightened them all, and frightened them all.

"Cutting bones to return to father, cutting flesh to return mother, he really dares, he really dares!"

"He's a little brute, he actually wants to cut off his bloodline, if it's not a real dragon, he doesn't have bloodline, can he still have today's status? He's just a wreck!"

"Do you really think that if he wasn't a dragon, he would have escaped this? There is no door, he smashed the night pearl, it is a violation of the heavenly rules, he has no dragon identity protection, he should die without a whole corpse!"

"Sharpen, sharpen, me

Looking at where the little cub can escape, cut off his blood, not a real dragon, and without the heels of the dragon clan, he is not even as good as monsters and beasts!"

The dragon kings were terrified, but they let out a wild laugh on their lips, thinking that the little white dragon's decision was extremely stupid.

Once he is leveled with his feet and his cultivation is completely wasted, then he will become a cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, and no one can save him!

"Shut up!"

The brown bear monster threw two punches, beating several nearby dragon kings with blue noses and swollen faces.

He was almost crazy, he didn't expect the little white dragon to be so ruthless, he would have to cut his bones to return his father, cut his flesh to return his mother, and also use his own flesh and blood as a sacrifice and his heels as a sacrifice to make a great wish for all sentient beings, to open the door of heaven for the sword of the common people in the world!

The cost of doing so is too great, and the consequences are too heavy!

It can't be saved, and it can't be saved!

Heavenly Dao sacrifices, even if you forcibly stop them, have already become a price, and it is impossible for you to ask for Heavenly Dao back.

Just like the emperor expropriated your land and raided your home, can you still ask the Son of Heaven for a return?

Of course not.

As soon as the oath of heaven came out, the effect was immediately apparent.

Even if you try to stop it now, it won't help.

He can't do anything now.

I knew that Fang Cai was a little reckless, and forcibly broke out with Liuer and the little white dragon, and there was still a glimmer of life, but now, the little white dragon shaved off the flesh and bones, and all the mana in his body was wasted.

The brown bear monster clenched its fists and fell into deep self-reproach.

He is too timid, and he still takes it for granted that if he coaxes a little bit and does a little bit, nothing will happen, but this can only ensure his own safety, but it cannot guarantee that his brothers are safe.

As the second senior brother of Taixutian, he actually failed to protect his junior brother well.

If it is the senior brother who is here, and all of them are killed for you, why do you need the little white dragon to stand up?

There is a big brother here, who dares to move the little white dragon!

But he's too cowardly, too cowardly!

He has become stronger, but his heart is still the coward of the year, and nothing has changed!

"Stop him, stop him!"

The Dragon King of the West Sea shouted, he didn't think that the little white dragon shaving off his heels was a good thing for the Dragon Palace.

On the contrary, he thinks that if the little white dragon's bloodline is completely reduced, then he will have nothing to do with the Dragon Palace, even if he is forcibly allowed to participate in the Journey to the West Tribulation, then it will not have the slightest impact on the Dragon Palace, let alone bring any benefits, because he is no longer the third prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace!

Even, he's no longer a dragon!

In this way, the Dragon Palace's plan to rely on the rise of Buddhism completely failed.

He didn't get anything.

It is also burdened with the world's infamy!

It's a losing deal!

What's more, after Ao Lie is no longer the crown prince of the Dragon Clan, there is no reason for the Dragon Palace to dominate his future, and all their plans are just bubble phantoms like a mirror, what is the point?

He must be stopped!

Stop him!

But the Dragon King of the West Sea shouted so hoarsely, but none of the Dragon Kings moved.

The reason is ...... The sword intent that the little white dragon erupted was too strong, so powerful that it was incomparable, the sword intent was monstrous, and it was immediately killed, who dared to approach?

The Dragon King of the West Sea asked them to abuse the little white dragon, and they could naturally do it, after all, there was no technical content in it.

Even the dragon king in the Hedao period can say a word or two by virtue of his uncle's status.

But let them risk their lives to stop the little white dragon.

No one dares!

The dragon clan has long lost the backbone of the past, don't look at them often reminiscing about the glorious moments of the past, and verbally talking about the pride of the dragon clan, but they are no longer the three major clans of the flood and wilderness of the past.

Today's dragon clan only knows pleasure, only knows indulgence, only knows self-interest, and is obsolete and ignorant.

It can really be said that he lives in the Three Realms, and does not seek to reach the desolation.

Even when talking about the revival of the dragon clan, this group of dragon kings was also cynical, thinking that it was whimsical.

Therefore, the little white dragon who was bent on reviving the dragon clan became an outlier in the Dragon Palace.

The little white dragon's sword intent was full of life, but it was extremely desperate.

He has long mourned the corruption and incompetence of the dragons, and has no hope for it.

Therefore, the sword light around him is to prevent the dragon clan, who dares to step forward and kill it immediately!

Stripped of his blood, he is no longer the third prince of the Dragon Palace, and he is not my uncle, just a stranger who met in Pingshui.

Having lost the protection of their blood relationship, this group of dragon kings knew very well in their hearts that the little white dragon would really kill them.

Exactly.

endangered their lives, even the order of the Dragon King, the order of the Heavenly Court, and dared to disobey.

That's the only courage they have left.

"Stop him!"

No matter how the Dragon King of the West Sea howled and ordered, none of the Dragon Kings moved, and they all bowed their heads and did not dare to step forward.

Many dragon kings are still slandering, let me wait forward, is it trying to kill us? The life of the third prince is fate, but the life of our dragon king is not fate?

His own life is greater than the sky, and after weighing it, naturally no one will move.

The law does not hold the public accountable.

So many dragon kings have resisted the decree, and I am not one of them, and when the time comes, I will not be blamed.

All dragon kings, without exception, thought like this.

As Ao Lie said, the dragon clan has long lost its backbone.

No matter how angry the Dragon King of the West Sea was, he was also impotent and furious at this moment, and the Hui'an Walker he was counting on did not make a move at this moment.

His duty is only to come and supervise and report what he sees and hears to the heavens and the Bodhisattva.

That's his calling.

And now there are too many changes, too big, if he takes the initiative to make a move, I am afraid that this muddy water will be stirred into mud.

The heavenly court is very large, and the power organs are also extremely bloated and scattered, working in the heavenly court, you have to hold the professionalism of not seeking merit but seeking no fault, as a subordinate, you can't guess the deep meaning of the high-level, then do your job honestly, don't play useless cleverness.

In the heavenly workplace, seeking stability and success, and waiting for others to make mistakes, is the way to be promoted.

In case the little white dragon's practice of cutting off his own bloodline is exactly the arrangement of the Heavenly Court, and if one of your envoys in charge of supervision forcibly intervenes, won't it ruin the good things of the Heavenly Palace?

Therefore, Hui'an walkers fulfilled their duties and did not take action without authorization.

Helping the Dragon Palace suppress the little white dragon is not within his scope of business.

What's more, seeing this monstrous sword intent, Rao is Hui'an walker was also stunned in his heart.

Although he is a sanctification in the flesh, the Hui'an Walker is more soy sauce than Wei Hu, so it is naturally impossible for him to leave his post without permission for the benefit of the Dragon Clan, and only regard himself as an outsider and watch from the sidelines.

"Third Prince, it's too ruthless! What a role model for my generation!"

"Prince Ben lost completely, defeated by such ruthless people, and he was convinced."

"Who said that the dragon clan has no great emperor, with such an awareness, the third prince will become the true dragon emperor!"

"But he cut off the blood of the dragon clan, and he is no longer a dragon, but it's a pity, it's a pity......

The many dragon princes of the South China Sea, the East China Sea and the North Sea are all in admiration.

The Dragon Clan of the West Sea finally produced such a dragon son, but unfortunately it was finally destroyed at the hands of the Dragon King of the West Sea.

Lamentable! Alas!

I saw that above the sky, countless sword lights, transforming into hundreds of millions of shapes, like meteors falling, holding a brilliant tail flame, attacking the little white dragon.

He closed his eyes and was indifferent.

From today onwards, he is no longer the Dragon Clan of the West Sea! ……

Meanwhile.

Guan River Estuary.

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and countless broken flags, knife handles, and broken blades were ...... Upside down on the scorched earth.

Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged knife, wearing gold armor in his military uniform, beaded hat and brocade sleeves, he stood with a knife, squatting in front of the dojo, looking at the young man in the lotus skirt with a red tassel spear in front of him.

His face was grim, and he just looked at it indifferently, without saying a word.

The young man in front of him saw his appearance, and said helplessly: "Yang Jian, you and I were also comrades-in-arms back then, we also have some friendship with each other, why do you need to be so cold in the face of me, you know how chilling it will make your old comrades-in-arms!"

Yang Jian didn't speak, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, silent.

The young man in front of him is naturally his former comrade-in-arms, Nezha!

Heavenly Court asked Nezha to lead the heavenly soldiers and generals and the gods of the various ministries to arrest him, but he killed him for a while, and the gods of the various ministries were defeated, leaving only one Nezha here to state the pros and cons with him.

"Oh, I can't beat you, from that time on, I am not your opponent, but you must know that if I can't beat you, it doesn't mean that you are invincible, the Heavenly Palace is as strong as a cloud, even if you and I are sanctified in the flesh, how can you fight against the Heavenly Palace, you are a judicial god, you know the strength of the Heavenly Palace better than me, even if you destroy 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, what if you win against me? In the end, it's not that there is no way to make Heavenly Court bow its head, and you don't know how pedantic those old immortals are......

"Nezha, if you come to persuade me, you don't have to."

Yang Jian was annoyed to hear it, and opened his mouth to interrupt Nezha's words, "If you want to fight, you will fight, for the sake of sharing the robes of the past, I won't let you lose too ugly."

Who knows, Nezha spread out his hands, looking indifferent, "How is it possible, how can I persuade you, I just want to say that you are so stubborn, what's the point? This Heavenly Court can't even be completely controlled by the Jade Emperor himself, what can you change if you want to rely on you alone?

It's better to be like me, fish and paddle all day long, usually have nothing to mix up, and be a heavenly moth, which is more leisurely and happy than doing anything.

If you understand this, why do you have to be so bitter and hateful?"

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched slightly, not wanting to pay attention to this living treasure.

Nezha, like him, is a physical saint, as long as there is no problem with the god list, they are all immortal and immortal existences, so there is no point in beating him, just don't care.

"Actually, I think you and I are similar, both of them."

Seeing that Yang Jian ignored him, Nezha said again, "Think about it, I want to kill my father, you want to kill your uncle, we all have a bright future, isn't it like?

Like, it's too similar, it's really a father and a son, and they love each other as a family.

It's just that I figured it out, even if I kill Li Jing, it's just to be happy for a while, but I hate him all the time, I can be happy for a lifetime, isn't it more interesting than killing Li Jing?"

「……」

Yang Jian's face twitched.

Seriously, if he were Li Jing, he really regretted that he gave birth to such an unfilial son, and he should have slaughtered this goods when he was three years pregnant!

Nezha waved his hand and said, "So, you also look away, why bother to find guilt for yourself?"

"I'm not like you!"

After saying this, Yang Jian closed his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to it.

"Oops......

Seeing that Yang Jian didn't want to bird him, Nezha felt bored, boring, this product was more old-fashioned than his father, it was too boring.

However, he didn't want to go back so soon.

After all, Heavenly Court has to be counted as a battle merit.

The longer he confronted Yang Jian in the Nether Realm, the greater his merits, and the more rewards Heavenly Court would have.

And after he went back, he could still say that he fought with Yang Jian for ten days and ten nights, and the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and it was he who dragged Yang Jian with his body and preserved the gods of the Heavenly Palace......

Anyway, how to exaggerate how to come.

Not only can you make a name for yourself, but you can also get promoted and make a fortune, what do you do so early when you go back?

But in the lower realm, Yang Jian didn't want to pay attention to him, which was very boring.

Nezha had no choice but to stare at the sky, stunned.

Thundered!

Thundered!

At this moment, a terrifying sensation came from outside the sky.

"That's the West Sea Dragon Palace!"

"Who caused the strong aura?"

Nezha and Yang Jian both opened their eyes and looked into the distance.

Boundless sword intent sadism,

With the ability of the two of them, it was naturally impossible not to sense it, even in such a distant place as the mouth of the Guanjiang River, they could clearly feel the terrifying sword intent.

"The heavenly general in front of him has sent news that the third prince of the Dragon Palace of the West Sea has smashed the night pearl given by the emperor, so he has cut off his own bloodline, made a grand wish with his own flesh and blood as a sacrifice, and opened the heavenly gate for all sentient beings!"

The person who spoke, who descended slowly on this white cloud, was none other than the Jade Emperor's important envoy - Tai Bai Xing!

Seeing this old man coming, Yang Jian couldn't help frowning.

To be honest, he really didn't want to face this old man, obviously he was very stiff with the Heavenly Court, but when he took up the position of the Judicial Heavenly God, Tai Bai Xing helped him a lot, so he owed the old man some favors.

So he knew that this old man was here to persuade him, but Yang Jian didn't want to stretch out his hand to hit the smiling man.

"Huh?"

Hearing Tai Bai Xing's words, Nezha was surprised: "Tai Bai Xing, you said that the third prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace cut off his own bloodline? Hiss! I thought that the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas was a bit of a bad breed, but I didn't expect such a hero to come out!

Yes, yes, this young man has a future, and he has the style I had back then!

Hahaha...... Tai Bai Xing, Yang Jian's piece of wood will be handed over to you, I have to go to the West Sea to take a look, and when Li Jing asks, you will say that I have a five-five fight with Yang Jian, saying that I almost killed him alone......

Anyway, it's interesting, it's really interesting!"

As he spoke, Nezha stepped on Hot Wheels and flew towards the West Sea laughing.

This time in the lower realm, he can encounter such an interesting thing, how can he miss it as a fun person?

Speaking of which, when the Dragon King of the Four Seas flooded Chentang Pass and forced him to cut his bones and flesh to return his mother, he didn't forget it, but he couldn't find an excuse to make trouble.

Now it's all right.

In order to fight against the dignified old dragons in the Dragon Palace, the third prince of the West Sea cut his own blood and opened the gate of heaven with his sword, how domineering! How arrogant!

I have to say, this is bigger than he played back then!

It's hard for the dragons to find a real man.

You must know that the enemies of the enemy are all friends, and these three princes are working against the Dragon Palace, no matter what race he is, they are all my Nezha's righteous partners.

The smile on the corner of Nezha's mouth gradually became arrogant and wanton, he didn't want this third prince of the West Sea to die like this.

Hold on, hold on, wait for me to come!

It doesn't matter which dragon king you are, if you are caught by my Nezha, you won't have any good fruit to eat.

Looking at Nezha flying towards the West Sea, Tai Bai Xing couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

After so long, the gods of the Three Altars Sea Society are still so domineering.

Subsequently.

He looked at Yang Jian, who was sitting in front of him, without saying a word.

And the one in front of him made Tai Bai Xing even more sad.

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