Chapter 125: Meeting Taoist Master Fuchen (asking for monthly votes)

As Bai Ruxue rushed towards Ding Chen, the Dragon Slaying Sword slashed towards Bai Ruxue.

Bai Ruxue did not fight it head-on, but dodged it by turning sideways.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon-slaying sword spun in the air and continued to slash towards Bai Rushue.

“Roar!”

With a dragon's roar, a real dragon skeleton rushed out of the water and withstood the sword!

Bai Rushue turned around and breathed out a dragon breath, wiping out several Yupu realm cultivators.

The other few dragons looked at their leader fighting hard and wanted to help.

But they knew better that if they continued to stay here, they would most likely make things worse, and His Majesty might even be distracted by them.

"Walk!"

Xiaoqing made up her mind and shouted to the other dragons.

The dragons glanced at their Majesty and quickly dived into the seabed.

"Don't even think about leaving, you evil creature!"

The other clan leaders wanted to kill him, but Bai Ruxue completely activated the Dragon Palace Formation.

The North Sea Dragon Palace magic array was activated at the beginning of the war. It was with the blessing of the Dragon Palace magic array that Xiaoqing and others were able to withstand so many cultivators in the upper three realms.

Otherwise, it would only take an hour at most for Xiaoqing to be skinned and her tendons pulled out.

And now, after Bai Ruxue fully activated the Dragon Palace magic circle, although the Dragon Palace magic circle was overwhelmed and was about to break apart, it still produced streams of sea water to stop those cultivators and protect the monsters in the North Sea, allowing them to quickly enter the sea.

Many cultivators chased after them, determined to kill these dragons!

At the same time, the entire Beihai Longdu shook violently, and the buildings in Longdu collapsed one after another under the powerful shock wave.

Fortunately, when the war just broke out, the people of Longdu had already fled this troubled place in panic.

Above the sky, the real dragon skeleton is still confronting the dragon-slaying sword.

But the Dragon-Slaying Sword is an immortal weapon after all, and it has a restraining effect on dragons.

The real dragon skeleton had been cut into several sections by the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and some of the dragon bones had even been shattered!

Bai Ruxue knew that she couldn't fight here.

The other side has a large number of people, and there are twelve immortal cultivators alone.

I must find a time to leave. I will avenge today's grudge later.

How could Dante Chen and others let Bai Ruxue escape?

The twelve immortals formed a formation at the same time, Ding Chen stood at the center of the formation, trapping Bai Rushue.

“Roar!”

The true dragon skeleton roared, coiled around its master, and stared at the human cultivator together.

“Kill him!”

Following Ding Chen's order, everyone took out their own magical weapons and went to suppress Bai Rushue.

The Dragon Slaying Sword did not need Ding Chen's control. When it sensed the fierce dragon power, it stabbed towards Bai Rushue.

While Bai Ruxue was resisting the attacks of the cultivators, he also killed two immortal realm sect masters.

But at this moment, the Dragon-Slaying Sword stabbed through the dragon's body as white as snow.

"Roar!" Bai Rushue roared, and his huge body fell straight towards the North Sea.

Bai Ruxue knew that she would die here.

She controlled the real dragon skeleton to fall into a forbidden area in the abyss of the North Sea.

This real dragon skeleton must not be obtained by these human beasts!

White as snow fell onto the sea surface, and huge waves surged.

When the waves calmed down, Bai Rushue turned into a human form, holding her left abdomen tightly, and blood kept flowing out of her left abdomen.

Ding Chen, who was fifty feet away from Bai Rushue, held the Dragon Slaying Sword high in his hand, like an executioner about to behead a prisoner.

But just when Ding Chen was about to swing his sword, a man in a green shirt stood in front of Bai Rushue.

Looking at the man not far away, Ding Chen frowned and said coldly, "Are you Xiao Mo?"

"That's right." Xiao Mo looked at the other person calmly.

Ding Chen's eyes narrowed. "You are a very good scholar. I am also familiar with the Xinxue you proposed. 'Xinxue' is not a minor discipline and has a promising future. I do not wish to kill the leader of my younger generation. If you move aside, I will pretend I know nothing."

"I can't give in." Xiao Mo shook his head.

"I'll say it one last time, get out of the way. You're a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage and you can't stop me." Ding Chen stared at Xiao Mo.

But Xiao Mo was still like a pine tree, standing in front of Bai Rushue, no matter how Bai Rushue pulled at Xiao Mo's clothes to stop him from leaving.

But Xiao Mo never moved.

"I understand. It's such a pity. In that case, I will grant your wish." Ding Chen sighed, and his sword was covered with hot flames, as if the dragon blood remaining on the sword from ancient times was constantly burning.

"Bah!"

At this moment, the cry of the Vermilion Bird resounded for thousands of miles.

Ding Chen's right arm, which was holding up the Dragon Slaying Sword, was locked by red runes, and he could not swing the sword.

Above the sky, a Vermilion Bird came carrying heavenly fire.

The moment the Vermillion Bird appeared, the blood of the divine beast from the Ascension Realm pressed the cultivators below the Immortal Realm so hard that they could not breathe.

Even the cultivators in the immortal realm were sweating profusely, and they couldn't even think of fighting against them.

The Vermillion Bird transformed into a human form and landed in front of Xiao Mo.

Fu Chen, who was wearing a Taoist robe, pinched his fingers and in just a moment, he figured out what happened in the North Sea.

Fu Chen looked at Ding Chen calmly and said in a cold voice: "This time, you, Wanfa Tianxia, ​​have gone too far."

"I didn't expect it to be Taoist Master Fu Chen." Unlike other immortal cultivators, Ding Chen showed no fear when facing Fu Chen. "Taoist Master Fu Chen disappeared for four thousand years, but I didn't expect him to break through the barrier and ascend. Is Elder Fu Chen going to help Bei Hai?"

Fu Chen looked directly into Ding Chen's eyes: "Yes."

After he finished speaking, Fu Chen raised his left hand and flicked his fingertips.

In an instant, hundreds of red fire lines as thin as hair shot out from the fingertips of Taoist Fu Chen.

All the monks above the North Sea felt a chill in their chests almost at the same time.

They subconsciously looked down and saw a thin but deadly line of fire silently piercing their chests.

When the fire line dissipated, all the cultivators below the immortal realm were destroyed.

The twelve leaders of the Immortal Realm, including Ding Chen, all vomited blood and knelt on the ground.

Whisk walked towards Ding Chen, flames condensing into the shape of a long sword in her right hand: "Beihai originally wanted to remain neutral, but you took advantage of the Confucian Academy's Palace Master's retreat and made a decision on your own, attempting to destroy the Dragon Clan.

The human race and the demon race, because there are too many people like you and demons, that’s why the struggle and war never stop. "

Fu Chen raised the long sword in his hand and swung it out. The hot sword energy crossed the sea and slashed towards Ding Chen.

But a gust of wind blew by, and actually dissolved the sword energy.

An old scholar in a green shirt came from the air.

Taking another step forward, the old scholar shrunk into an inch and stood beside Ding Chen.

Ding Chen looked at the old man standing next to him in surprise.

The head of the Confucian Academy, Kong Sheng, ignored Ding Chen and politely bowed to the whisk.

"Meet Taoist Fuchen."

(End of this chapter)