Lu Qing'an bowed in return and stopped chatting with Bai Lu. He asked Bai Lu and Murong Qingming to say something and then left the reception hall directly.

His goal was clear - where the dragon was.

Bai Lu watched Lu Qing'an's back gradually walking away.

"I don't know when I can achieve a breakthrough. If I can achieve a breakthrough this time, I will definitely be able to earn more contribution points when I return."

Their sect has a rule that every time an elder breaks through a major realm, he will be rewarded with a huge contribution value to encourage people to practice hard.

Just as he was feeling a little envious of Lu Qing'an's breakthrough, a strong sense of breakthrough suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart. His eyes widened instantly, filled with surprise and disbelief.

He is about to break through!!

"Haha! This kind of breakthrough is the first time I've encountered one!" Bai Lu laughed heartily. He looked in the direction where Lu Qing'an left, with gratitude in his eyes, and murmured, "This fellow Daoist is indeed my benefactor."

He took out the sound transmission jade slip and first sent a message to his disciples, then told Murong Qingming that he and Lu Qingan were going to go into seclusion to break through, and asked him not to disturb them.

......

Meanwhile, Lu Qing'an quietly arrived at the demon dragon's location. He glanced around, confirming no one was following him. He quickly set up various formations around him, simultaneously activating the Demon Hunting Array. The formation's light screen appeared before him, constantly monitoring any further demons.

"Very good, just waiting for the final moment." Lu Qing'an sat cross-legged, his eyes fixed on the trapped dragon.

The dragon's aura was becoming increasingly weak, and faint curses could still be heard from its mouth from time to time.

Lu Qing'an sneered and said calmly, "Go ahead and curse me. In two days, you won't be able to curse anymore."

He had nothing to do, so he decided to start practicing.

However, before practicing, he still had to release Xu Qingying.

"Rest here for a while. You don't need to do anything. If any intuition arises, let me know immediately." Lu Qing'an smiled slightly, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes. With the protection of the Demon Hunting Formation and Xu Qingying's extraordinary intuition, they had a double guarantee and could respond promptly even if danger arose.

Xu Qingying smiled and said, "Don't worry, so far, there haven't been any intuitive warnings."

Lu Qing'an nodded, closed his eyes and began to practice.

He knew in his heart that if he could break through to the Xuanguang Realm before leaving Panlong City, he would be invincible. Currently, he was only at the fifth level of the Yuexiao Realm, and still had a realm and a half to go before the Xuanguang Realm.

After killing the evil dragon, it would probably take him at least a few years to break through.

Time passes quietly.

One day later, Lu Qing'an stopped practicing. He keenly noticed that the seal that trapped the dragon had changed.

The seal actually began to shrink and expand. The dragon struggled painfully inside, its expression becoming more ferocious, and the curses it had shouted before turned into faint wails.

"It seems that the seal has begun to take effect. According to Xu Qingying's intuition, the magic dragon will die here today." Lu Qing'an stood up, staring at the magic dragon with a sharp gaze.

He had already taken out the formation he had created, and in front of him was floating a bunch of sixth-grade immortal treasures that had already activated the self-destruction method. He was just waiting for the moment when the last demon dragon was about to die. He activated the final explosion and threw all the treasures into the formation.

The formation makes contact with the dragon, giving it the heaviest blow.

Seeing this, Xu Qingying also stood up. She knew that Lu Qing'an took this matter very seriously. Although she didn't understand his intentions, she sincerely hoped that he would get what he wanted. She had already known in her heart that she admired Lu Qing'an and only hoped that his wish would come true.

If Lu Qing'an is happy, she will be happy too.

Lu Qingan must be able to accomplish this!

Time passes by little by little.

Lu Qing'an kept a close eye on the changes of the magic dragon while observing the light screen of the magic-hunting formation, fearing that the remnants of the demon clan would come to disrupt the situation.

An hour passed quietly, and the seal continued to contract and expand regularly. Each contraction became more urgent, and the dragon's wailing became more shrill.

It seems that the way the dragon was killed in the end was by being sealed and crushed into a meat pie! !

"Wouldn't it be difficult for me to accurately grasp the moment of the dragon's death?"

Lu Qing'an's eyes were serious. Every time the seal tightened, the dragon could be seen going through a hardship. Perhaps the dragon could not withstand the attack of a tightening seal one of the times.

Therefore, every time he saw the seal expanding and tightening, he had to raise his mind to the highest level of concentration.

Prevent missing the most important opportunity.

"Hopefully there will be some signs."

He prayed silently, hoping that the dragon would show some unusual movement before dying, such as a long howl of pain, or some signs of a last-ditch effort.

Another hour passed, and at this moment his heart couldn't help but beat faster and he became more nervous.

Because the dragon in his eyes was about to be crushed into a piece of black meat in its original shape!

This evil dragon is not dead yet!

Still holding on!

But he was not sure when the dragon would die!

"Should it be almost over?"

He took a deep breath, turned his gaze to Xu Qingying, and instructed: "If you have any intuition that the magic dragon is about to die, be sure to tell me immediately!"

Xu Qingying nodded solemnly, her breathing becoming rapid. She could see Lu Qingan's nervousness at the moment, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

Time passed like flowing water, and another half hour passed.

Lu Qing'an looked at the black dragon, which was in a terrible state and no longer making any wailing sounds, but was not yet dead. He didn't know how to complain.

Are you ready to die, or not?

Do you want to give me some signal?

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