The entire body of the Soul-Eating Sky-Destroying Sword was glowing with scarlet fire like a red demon, and the sword was like a taut string, exploding silently, and cut off all the tied vines.

The Soul-Eating Sky-Destroying Sword broke free from all restraints and was released again, and it was like the butterfly that broke out of its cocoon and was reborn, leading to freedom, drawing a crescent-like scarlet light in this darkness.

What makes Qingyu Crimson Dragon thankful is that the superpower released by Xuanyuan Zhicheng did not cause any harm to itself, but only destroyed its vines.

Qingyu Feilong was very surprised because of this. He didn't expect this kid to master the essence of the Soul-Eating Sky-Destroying Sword so quickly. He was indeed Xiao Xuechen's disciple. He should be killed as soon as possible to avoid future troubles!

Xuanyuan Zhicheng looked at his right hand, what did it feel like? He felt that his whole body was full of strength.

It was activated by me, as if it used my blood. This time it really recognized me!

When Xuanyuan Zhicheng landed, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. His whole body shook violently, and his vision began to blur.

What's going on? Suddenly... my head hurts so much, it feels like my head is going to explode. Don't... This kind of heartbreaking pain keeps suppressing my brain.

It felt like something weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on the top of my head, and it felt like my head was about to be crushed...

The pain was so painful! The pain of cramping and skin peeling made me feel like I was going crazy.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng really couldn't bear the excruciating pain, but he couldn't abandon his sword. He could only hold his head and roll on the ground, twitching and wailing.

What should I do? It seems like something is coming out of my body.

But Qingyu Feilong couldn't understand. What was going on with this kid? Could it be that he was frightened by my powerful power? Sure enough, wouldn't it be better to surrender as soon as possible?

For a moment, brainwaves flashed through the brain, and the appearance of another person emerged in his mind. Those blood pupils were particularly dark and beautiful under the rendering of the environment.

Who are you... Why do you look so similar to me, with white hair and red eyes... What are you going to do? What a terrifying smile!

Don't come close to me. I don't want to use you to cause indelible consequences. Please, don't...

"Uhhhhhh!"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng let out a thunderous roar that tore through the dawn and shattered the sky.

It's like the pain of someone pulling out a bone, and this sound doesn't last more than 10 seconds.

At that moment, there was no reply from any voice, and he closed his eyes and his whole body became relaxed.

A few seconds later, a slight change occurred on his body. His short dark hair gradually turned white, and his eyelids gradually turned into a strong red the moment he opened them.

The whole figure looked like a puppet without a soul. He stood up stiffly and held on to the weapon in his hand.

He is like an immortal god of war, released from the flames of war, because his eyes are obscured by the shadows illuminated by the scorching light, making it difficult to see what kind of expression he has now, but it gives the impression that he is standing on a high place looking down at you.

sense of gaze.

What's happening here?

Even Qingyu Feilong felt inhuman fear.

What's going on with this violent blow? It feels like a different person! Could it be that... it's him!

Qingyu Feilong became nervous because of this, "Who are you?"

"Descendants of Xuanyuan!"

The moment he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Zhicheng suddenly raised his head, jumped up, and brought up the raging wind. The karma ignited on him at this moment seemed to have rolled up thousands of piles of snow, which was bound to destroy this place.

Turn your head upside down.

"The power of fire, the wrath of the God of Fire!"

These lethal eyes are comparable to those of a tempered Rakshasa, a heroic warrior, looking down at all living beings.

Not only that, even the voice changed, it was so indifferent, as if ignoring this useless offensive,

And the whole aura seemed to be ignited by the flames of war, and the hostility exuding from his body was so pure, it was comparable to the freezing cold wind blowing on his bone-cold face, giving people a coldness that froze everything.

There is a fiercely burning fire on the Soul-eating Heavenly Sword, and this flame is in full swing, burning everything in the world and sweeping towards the Cyan Feather Crimson Dragon.

Qingyu Feilong had already been stiffened by Xuanyuan Zhicheng's powerful aura. He was as frightened as if he was being controlled by a cage, and even forgot to fight back.

"Ooooooooo!"

The fire mercilessly burned the layers of flesh and blood of the Blue Feather Crimson Dragon. The pain was like peeling off the flesh and blood on his body. It was unbearable and he started to howl like crazy, almost rolling his eyes.

"The power of fire element, explosive flames!"

He did not intend to give Qingyu Feilong any chance to fight back. Red veins suddenly popped up on his forehead, and his entire face became ferocious.

At this time, Xuanyuan Zhicheng's whole body was wrapped in this hot aura, just like the vast sky, raging across the entire universe.

The flame seems to have sentenced truth to death and is burning fiercely, as if it will never let up until the end of the world! But this is not enough.

"Blood pupil, fifth form, kill!"

At the moment of advancement, it turned into a sea of ​​​​fire, as if it was going to burn the entire world.

The fire that is swept away by all things in heaven and earth rushes like a tide;

The sky and the earth trembled because of this, and I had to bow down!

The air is trembling, and everything is surging with the murderous aura of the fire element!

Qingyu Crimson Dragon's entire body was invisibly violent, sinking, and destroyed in ruins. The whole process only took less than half a minute.

When Qingyu Feilong was completely dead, Xuanyuan Zhicheng sheathed his sword domineeringly, and his whole body fell down uncontrollably.

Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and the hair color returned to its original black, and the pupils finally returned to normal.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng lay on the ground for a long time without opening his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, breathing slowly.

What happened just now... My body... seemed to be tense, and there was an explosion of pain. I almost thought I was going to die.

After reacting, Xuanyuan Zhicheng felt exhausted all over. What's wrong with me? It's like I had a terrible nightmare.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Zhicheng sat up suddenly, damn, what stupid things have I done! Why did I use the Blood Eye again?

I obviously don’t want to use it anymore! The harm it causes to everyone is too great. I don’t want such a tragedy to happen again.

By the way, who is that man? In my mind, I seem to have seen him before, but I don’t seem to recognize him, even though he looks very similar to me.

It seemed like it was him just now, and he was the one controlling me!

What did he do by controlling my body? Although this guy is very strong, and slaying the dragon is what I have in mind, but... I'm afraid that I will do something bad if I lose control.

There is nothing we can do about the matter at this point. It is better to bury the young man as soon as possible. After taking care of it, tell the master about the massacre of the Blue Feather Crimson Dragon.

After a while, Xiao Xuechen's house

Xuanyuan Zhicheng was so excited that he suddenly opened the door to the room. He was so happy that he forgot about etiquette. When he saw Xiao Xuechen who was drinking alone, he said quickly:

"Master, this disciple has successfully completed the task assigned by you. Master, you see, the Soul-Eating Heavenly Destruction Sword seems to have recognized me."

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Zhicheng's face unconsciously showed a beautiful smile, which seemed to be able to heal people's hearts, and Xiao Xuechen almost choked because of his sudden move.

This kid didn't knock on the door first when he came in, so I could be mentally prepared.

Wait! What did he just say? He actually killed Qingyu Feilong? Someone said before that I, Xiao Xuechen, was not good, hahaha! I didn’t expect my apprentice to be so good, right?

My junior fellow student from the same school would be furious if he knew about it, right? It’s funny to think of the scene where he wanted to hit me but couldn’t, hahaha!

There was already a picture in his mind, and Xiao Xuechen couldn't help but cover his mouth and start laughing. There is nothing more interesting than this!

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Xuanyuan Zhicheng didn't understand what Xiao Xuechen was thinking about alone, and showed a puzzled expression. Forget it, it shouldn't be important.

Xiao Xuechen noticed Xuanyuan Zhicheng looking over, and his face suddenly turned red. He almost forgot that his apprentice was still here. I can think about this matter as many times as I want, but it has to be when no one is around.

Xiao Xuechen coughed dryly to relieve his embarrassment, and said calmly: "Really? That's great. You are worthy of being my disciple, Xiao Xuechen."

"Of course my disciple will not disappoint the master's expectations. It is said that Qingyu Feilong is really difficult to deal with. If it weren't for the fact that I am more dominant in the fire element, I might have fallen there."

"I've said from the beginning that although your fire element will have the upper hand, it doesn't mean you can definitely kill it."

I have to say that this boy's performance is really good. He is worthy of being a descendant of Xuanyuan with blood pupils. I, Xiao Xuechen, really saw the right person.

"Boy, this hard training must have paid off a lot, right? You almost don't have time to go on dates except during class time, right? Your little girlfriend won't be angry, right?"

The moment he heard these words, Xuanyuan Zhicheng's cheeks turned crimson. How could master know about me? It's so cunning. What we are talking about now is the matter of the Dragon Clan, not my private matter.

"Master, you change the subject so quickly!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you. I will teach you how to practice swordsmanship in a while. Within a month, you will have achieved some success."

"Really? That's great. Thank you, Master!" Xuanyuan Zhicheng can't wait to accept the new training. It shouldn't be as scary as the previous special training, right?

"The word "thank you" is a bit unfamiliar. There is no need to say thank you for big things."

"I know, Master, I have a question for you, how many disciples do you have?" Master has never said how many disciples he has, but I feel there should be quite a few, right?

"No more, no more, just a hundred."

"a hundred?!"

And it’s actually just that, not much?

This...Master, why do I suddenly feel that you are unreliable? It turns out that I have so many classmates. If I didn't ask Master, you wouldn't have told me.

"Nothing surprising about this, it's normal for a hundred people."

"Then Master, can you take me to meet my senior brothers and sisters?"

"They're already dead."
Chapter completed!