Looking at the silver-haired woman who was surrounded by wind and snow, all the disciples of the True Immortal Sect felt chills in their bones.
Yan Poyun, the guardian of the realm, was born as a giant demon in the deep sea of glaciers. Since he was a child, before he transformed into his early years, this purple dragon has lived under his tongue and has survived to this day.
This purple dragon is born with a poisonous body, and is also a magical creature. It belongs to the dragon clan. Its sound is like thunder, and it will encounter wind and rain when it is born. However, it carries wind and rain with it, harboring extremely poisonous poisons that can cause death if it injures anyone.
There is also a thin dragon bloodline in Yan Poyun's body, which has been fostered in Yan Poyun's body for hundreds of thousands of years. Although the body is small, a drop of ambergris saliva in its body is enough to turn an area of the sea into a poisonous pool, with no life left in it.
Except for Yan Poyun, who in Kunlun Jingxu dared to come into close contact with him?
But this unknown silver-haired woman actually killed the purple dragon that had been with him for thousands of years with just a look and turned it into ashes.
Everyone, including Shang Chang, had just seen it very clearly. The silver-haired woman was clearly the white snake on the young man's wrist.
Shang Chang was stunned.
The companion spirit pet was just waved to kill. Yan Poyun's face, as cold as a zombie, was instantly enveloped in a layer of gloom. When he slowly raised his eyelids to look at the silver-haired woman, he felt an indescribable coldness.
Horrible.
Balian was stunned for a while before he realized the true identity of the silver-haired woman in front of him.
This sudden change really caught him off guard.
He moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed Yan Poyun's cold and dangerous gaze.
Balian's eyes narrowed, he took two steps forward and took her wrist, hiding her behind him, and looked directly into Yan Poyun's eyes.
A line of blood slowly spilled out from the corners of Yan Poyun's cold lips, dyeing his lips scarlet and chilling.
The purple dragon has been hidden under his tongue since he was born, and has been integrated with his tongue. Now that the purple dragon has been reduced to ashes, his tongue has naturally been damaged. What's even more troublesome is that the purple dragon
The soul has been extinguished, but half of his true body is still hidden under his tongue.
At the same time that his soul was destroyed, the dragon poison in his true body could no longer be controlled and hidden, and all of it exploded under Yan Poyun's tongue.
The blood-stained lips turned black and purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He spat out a mouthful of black blood with no expression on his face, and Qi and blood surged around his body, rapidly refining the toxins in his body.
It was uncomfortable to suffer the poisonous backlash from his spiritual pet, but it was not a fatal injury to Yan Poyun.
But for the time being, he stopped fighting and did not continue to attack Bailian.
After the silver-haired woman instantly killed the purple dragon, there was no other movement and she stood quietly behind Balian.
Only the pair of deep purple pupils stared at Yan Poyun without blinking. There was a clear mirror in the deep pupils, reflecting his figure in it in detail.
Shang Chang and the disciples of the True Immortal Sect did not check, but Yan Poyun's gaze penetrated the wind and snow and saw his own reflection in those cold and indifferent purple eyes.
It was not just a projected body mirror image, what he saw was that the self in those eyes was actually a translucent form that could be seen by the human spirit to see through the essence of the soul.
You can clearly see where your immortal bones are in your muscles and bones, where your spiritual roots are jumping and moving, and even the dispersed distribution of demonic energy and spiritual power attributes, as if you can see into the depths of your soul.
This gives people the unpleasant feeling of having their weaknesses clearly revealed.
But Yan Poyun's face remained indifferent, showing no anger.
Because he knows that in this world, there is only one kind of creature that can ignore the huge gap in cultivation level and see a strong man in the Tongming realm who is far away from becoming a saint without leaving any secrets.
Yan Poyun slowly wiped the poisonous blood from his lips. His face was still as cold as pig iron in the snow in winter, but his eyes were terrifyingly bright!
It's like a wild wolf on a snowy night, suddenly seeing eyes as bright and fiery as its prey!
"Everyone knows that since ancient times, the true dragon lineage has been extinct for a long time, but they never thought that today I would be lucky enough to meet a true dragon with my own eyes. If I guessed correctly, you should be the last true dragon in the world, right?
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Yan Poyun's eyes seemed to be filled with some kind of crazy and fiery factor at this moment. He looked straight at the silver-haired woman behind Bai Lian with those eyes.
There was even a strange bloody excitement in the tone of his voice that was pulsating.
Bailian's face turned cold, and his body shifted, trying to completely block Xiao Bailong's figure.
But he suddenly discovered that the little white dragon in human form was extremely tall. Even without the exquisite silver dragon horns, she was half a head taller standing behind Bailian.
Where can it be completely covered up?
Xiao Bailong noticed Yan Poyun's unusually fiery gaze, but she was no stranger to this kind of gaze.
Be it the young disciples of the inner sect of the Tianxi Sword Sect in the Sin Sword Pool, their gentleman swordsman senior brother, or even the Golden Immortal Fengxu.
Ever since she was born, when people in the world see her true form, they can't help but look at her with the same look.
This is why humans are always so ugly in the eyes of dragons.
There is only one person in this world who would not look at her like this, only one person.
Only that young man on the White Camel Mountain, who looked as clean as the moonlight after the rain, would look at her with a gentle look that was completely different from the rest of the world, and would support her with his hands to help her soar in the nine heavens.
Thinking of this, she unconsciously raised her arm and touched the two words carved on her dragon's horn that were faint but deep into her soul.
"Shaoyan" refers to Shaoyan with the surname Bai.
The aura of Kunlun Jingxu is indeed worthy of its reputation and is extremely abundant. After healing the old wounds in the orb and integrating the dragon horns, she only practiced in the mountains for half a year, but it was actually worth a thousand years in the human world and a hundred years in the fairy world.
She has already been able to transform.
It's just that she already knew with her spiritual intelligence the situation and identity of Balian in Kunlun Jingxu. If she transformed at will in the mountain residence, it would only cause trouble for him.
She and Balian have never had normal human communication.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But she understands Balian's thoughts and ideas better than anyone else.
It was a tacit understanding cultivated in his childhood that no one else had.
She knew that Balian covered his face with a mask because he did not want to reveal his identity. Therefore, even when fighting against enemies like the True Immortal Sect and Yan Poyun, he did not use half of his spiritual power or blood power.
The world doesn't know that the spiritual pet of the son of the former young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect and now the corpse king's general is a dragon.
Therefore, if she comes forward today to check and balance the powerful enemy, Balian's identity will not be exposed.
The chill in the vast ancient forest became heavier. Bai Shaoyan lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the soft and fluffy hair on Balian's head. He narrowed his eyelids slightly, then took two steps forward, stood on tiptoes, and lifted his snow-white chin.
Put it on his head.
She squinted her eyes and looked at Yan Poyun, whose gaze was extremely intense, and said lightly: "So what if I am the last true dragon in this world? Stone demon, put away your coveting eyes. From the day I traveled for nine days,
This body, this soul, and even every hair on my head belong to only one person."
She opened her lips lightly to speak, but the strange thing was that what she said was not just a language.
In addition to human language, there are also dragon languages that resonate with the laws of heaven and earth hovering in the world.
As he spoke, the dragon horn with the word 'Shaoyan' engraved on it began to emit a faint light.
Balian seemed to realize what she wanted to do. The moment she hugged him with one arm from behind, he felt calm inside, but his body couldn't help but stiffen.
The silver hair, as cold as the moonlight, poured down from Balian's shoulders. Bai Shaoyan's body slightly bent, and his head fell sideways.
In this cold night, the dragon girl opened her pale cherry lips slightly, and the slightly pointed animal teeth were looming between her lips, and the frosty and cold breath sprayed into Balian's ears.
After the breath came up, a light layer of frost covered his ears.
Suddenly, she bit onto Balian's left ear, leaving a silver-blue mark between the ears.
The pale lips were dyed red with blood. Under the paralysis of the frost, Balian didn't feel any pain.
She gently licked the wound with the tip of her cold tongue, and the blood was quickly wiped away by her, and no trace of blood or scar could be seen anymore.
All he could see was a small, delicate and complex silver-blue rune flowing between his ears, like an earring penetrating the ear bone.
Bailian couldn't see the changes between his ears, but felt a cold current rising from his body and spreading to the palm of his left hand.
I saw a circle of silver lines like a bracelet painted on the palm like flowing silver. The lines quickly formed a chain, wrapped around the palm, and then extended out, forming a seal all the way to Bai Shaoyan's neck behind him.
, circle around again.
The mark has just been completed.
This is actually the unique mark of recognition of the Dragon Clan.
Yan Poyun's face instantly became extremely ugly, but soon he returned to his expressionless look, snorted lightly and said:
"Yes, the true dragon clan will never easily recognize its master and dedicate its loyalty to other races, but once you recognize your master, you will stay with him for life, and you will never change your master again, even if your master is the master.
If the marriage is dead, the mark of recognition can only be used once in a lifetime."
Yan Poyun took two steps forward, a faint smile appeared on his indifferent face: "But it doesn't matter."
He pointed at Bailian and said: "I will kill him first, and then I will capture your dragon soul, pull your dragon scales, pull your dragon tendons, pick your dragon bones, and eat your dragon heart. Even though I have wasted a little bit of natural resources, the final value is
Far better than my purple dragon."
Since the true dragon that has recognized its master is of no use living, it should be killed.
After all, every part of her body is a treasure in the world!
Yan Poyun slowly raised three fingers and said calmly: "The strength I showed just now is only 30%. You are very strong, but you are not an adult true dragon after all. I think your cultivation is at the Thousand Tribulation Realm at best.
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He shook his head and said: "I don't know where you got the courage to show your true body in front of a demon cultivator like me who is in the realm of Tongming. Don't you know that the demon immortal clan has to face the real dragon?
In the face of such a huge temptation, is it possible to swallow the dragon's blood and dragon's heart to nourish the soul, improve the cultivation level, and refine and stabilize the immortal bones?"
Bailian's eyes turned cold and he said: "True dragons are ancient gods. You, a mere clan of demons and immortals, dare to eat real dragons raw and violate Kunlun's taboos. Aren't you afraid that the Kunlun God Lord will punish you?!"
"Apologise?" Yan Poyun smiled coldly and said: "You killed innocent disciples of the True Immortal Sect. Your cruelty is undoubtedly that of the devil. Even though she is a true dragon, she recognizes you as her master, so she is no longer a deity of our Immortal Clan.
, but they are no different from demons. If I kill and eat them, not only will I have no fault, I will also have merit!"
After saying this, Yan Poyun obviously no longer wanted to talk nonsense, he spread his palms and made a move:
"Here comes the gun!"
Suddenly, there seemed to be countless earth dragons and dragons rioting and raging under the earth.
The Poyun Gun that was firmly suppressed by Bai Shaoyan's feet let out a roar, like a scorching sun, breaking free from its restraints and jumping up.
The blazing red light below the gun body wavered and wavered, the gun's majestic power was boundless, and it shone brightly in an instant.
The Cloud-Breaking Spear fell into the palm of my hand again, creating a majestic atmosphere.
Wherever the gun wind struck, the space began to disintegrate. Even the six-vehicle demons hidden in another dimensional space exploded into terrifying demon corpses in the void space.
From this, it can be seen that Yan Poyun is determined to win the last true dragon in the world, regardless of life or death!
Bai Shaoyan opened his mouth to breathe in the mist and frost, and the space began to condense into ice, but he still could not stop the terrifying momentum of the cloud-breaking gun.
The blood in Balian's body began to surge, his eyes darkened, and he was ready to resist the shot.
However, this shot, just as Yan Poyun said, did not hold back at all.
Even if it was just an extremely simple, no-fancy shot, it used the strength that Tongming Realm should have.
This shot is enough to destroy half of the human empire.
Balian knew that the possibility of him resisting this shot and getting unscathed was basically zero.
He didn't have any intention of fighting for a long time, and he didn't seek a quick victory. He just wanted to escape today without exposing his identity.
But looking at this momentum, it seems unlikely.
Who would have thought that rescuing a small Kunlun Mountain resident could actually attract the famous No. 1 Guardian who is responsible for everything.
The God of Luck cannot always favor him, nor can everything happen without incident, as calculated and deduced by him.
Although it will be a bit troublesome if your identity is exposed.
But that’s okay.
Although things will be more troublesome, what Balian is best at now is solving troubles.
After all these major events one after another, he realized in his heart that the current Kunlun God Lord was really no longer in Kunlun Pure Ruins.
Balian has enough extra time to make full preparations to deal with the Lord Kunlun God.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and the two dead corpse beads faintly trembled in his chest and dantian, and his blood slowly began to flow.
Just when he was about to resist, a voice as clear and smooth as Mingyu rang out at an inappropriate time.
"The true dragon is the most powerful spirit in the world. Even the immortals may not be qualified to kill and eat her. Yan Poyun, are you the guardian of the realm who is too stupid to forget your identity?"