There is no doubt about the strength of the human race in the era of the flood and famine, and the Dragon Slayer Emperor is one of the famous representatives. Later, the ancient Tang Dynasty Dragon Slaying Gate was even more to slay the dragon as the mission, the disciples of the disciples walked in nine continents and ten places, encountered the dragon at the dragon, once almost exterminated the dragon clan, and later it may also be because the dragon slaying karma is too heavy, in an unknown disaster, the inheritance of the dragon slaying gate was cut off like that.

In the hundreds of years after the extinction of the Dragon Slaying Gate, both the dragon clan and the dragon genus still lived cautiously, for fear that a guy with a dragon slaying technique would jump out and shout and kill again.

In fact, in that era, there were very few dragons who dared to do anything wrong, and the strength of the guardians of the world was more terrifying and perverted than the other, and the dragon clan had been a vassal to the ancient Tang Kingdom of Beiming for thousands of years, which also wiped out most of the original arrogance. But I can't stand those dragon slayers who take dragon slaying as their mission, and don't do anything all day long, and those who specifically walk the mountains and rivers to find the dragon genus, that whole era can be said to be a disaster day for the dragon clan.

Even if so much time has passed, this fear of dragon slaying skills is still deeply engraved in the bones of the innate beings of these dragon species.

Seeing that the Dragon Slaying Sword Gang was about to slash at his body, the true body of the Black Water Evil Jiao suddenly shrank and turned into a form that was only three feet long: "Be merciful, be merciful!"

The Dragon Slaying Sword Gang stopped less than an inch above the head of the Black Water Evil Jiao: "Convincing?" The temperament of the dragon slaying executioner on Meng Juntong's body did not change at all, as if he was examining a condemned prisoner.

The Black Water Evil Jiao turned into a boy again, and knelt in front of Meng Juntong tremblingly: "Obey...... Convincing. It's that I have no eyes, I didn't expect it, girl, oh no, the fairy girl is actually the descendant of the Dragon Slaying Gate. Please be merciful under the sword of the fairy girl. ”

Meng Juntong was also refreshed this time, and directly Bai Ze's sword turned back into his scabbard, and a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes, but the pride was only a flash.

Where does she know what is really the dragon slaying technique, it is said that this immortal martial arts power has been extinct during the flood period, even if the real dragon slaying trick is still there, but her own strength that even Xiao Daozun does not have can really use it. The wisdom of this black water evil Jiao is really anxious, and such a trick can only coax and coax him.

In addition, the white python who was watching the battle on the sidelines, since he saw the dragon slaying technique, did not show a panicked expression, but was thinking about something with a puzzled face.

Just now, when Meng Juntong put the sword back into the sheath, the white python seemed to understand something, and she looked like she suddenly realized, but with her wisdom, she naturally would not expose Meng Juntong or anything.

The reason why Meng Juntong was able to use such a realistic imitation of the 'Dragon Slaying Technique' was entirely because he read the inscription of an ancient tablet by the side of the Dragon Pool on the side of the Pure Spirit Terrace. And what is described in the inscription is the scene when the Dragon Slayer Emperor performed the dragon slaying trick, the inscription describes it in great detail, especially in the details, and there are all kinds of ancient spells, Meng Juntong wrote them all down one by one.

And what she used just now was just the dream dissolving technique of virtual reality, which can be easily done by dreamers who have reached the realm of triple illusions, of course, provided that you have a very full understanding and cognition of the objects and scenes you have illusioned.

Meng Juntong carried out a drill completely according to the dragon slaying technique described in the ancient inscription, and its similarity was not nine points but seven or eight points, which directly touched the fear of the Dragon Slayer Emperor in the depths of the Black Water Evil Jiao's nature.

"Then what do you say next?" The man in the hat walked up to Meng Juntong's side, stretched out his hand and pointed at the black water evil Jiao who was kneeling on the ground, trembling: "Put it here, correct the Fa on the spot?"

"Daxian, I'm ......" The Black Water Evil Jiao was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but the man with the hat pointed directly at him, sealing his words, he looked at Meng Juntong, this choice was left to her.

Meng Juntong looked at the black water evil dragon who couldn't speak, could only kowtow hard, begging for his life, and then looked at the white python not far away with a worried expression, and couldn't see life and death clearly, and a faint sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

A moment ago, it was still the party that claimed the hegemony, but in the blink of an eye, it was necessary to wag its tail and beg for mercy, this world is really full of drama many times, that world is the Son of Heaven today, and the difference between the people in the world of Pingyang at sunset tomorrow is that whether it is a congenital soul or a cultivator, their life is directly too long, and their importance to life and death is also much higher than that of ordinary people.

In order to survive, they can do anything without any bottom line, because for them, as long as they live, then everything will still have a chance.

At least with the accumulation of time, their cultivation will improve steadily, it is one thing to take revenge or not, at least there will be more people whose cultivation is not as good as themselves to bow down at their feet and let themselves trample on it. And all of this is in a cold chain of strength.

Some people are born kings, some people fall into the grass and become cowards, and even if a cultivator thinks of himself as going against the sky, he often only gets into a big net from a small net.

Meng Juntong let out a long sigh, feeling a sudden feeling of depression in his heart.

"Forget it, let them go, and force them to make a blood oath that they will not bully the weak and urinate in the future. Meng Juntong doesn't want to be a link in the cold chain of strength, she wants to be strong, but the reason why she wants to be strong is not to trample on the weak.

The man in the hat seemed to have guessed that Meng Juntong would say this, laughed, reached out and patted the wooden knife on his waist gently: "It seems that I can't finish punishing a demon today, old man, it's no wonder to me." ”

"You have to kill monsters every day?" Meng Juntong frowned, because in the eyes of Shaohua's people, demons do not all deserve to die, and the demon clan is also among all living beings, but it is only after suffering from many people's misunderstanding that they think that demons are evil, but in fact this is not the case. Many cultivators kill demons, thinking that they are cultivating merits, but in fact they are accumulating a lot of bad karma.

The man in the hat pressed the hat down a little: "Sometimes I will kill more, depending on the mood." ”

Meng Juntong originally had a good impression of the man in the hat, after all, he was his savior, but when he heard him say this, he immediately became disgusted.

"There are good and evil demons in the world, and if you kill them every day, you are not afraid of killing good demons by mistake?"

"Good demons, bad demons, oh, no, no, no," the man in the hat hurriedly stopped and corrected, "This is not the point where I examine whether the demon clan should be killed. ”

"Then what kind of demons are you killing!" Meng Juntong asked.

The man in the hat stretched out his hand and pointed towards the Black Water Evil Jiao and the White Python: "All the demon clans that have formed the Golden Pill are among my hunts. ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Meng Juntong, but even the black water evil Jiao who was smacking garlic was also stunned, and then he pointed to the man with a hat, and the whole person fell to the ground at once.

The man in the hat smiled slightly: "Looks like you know who I am?"