A street in Fu District.
After the dragon stopped moving, several remaining soldier-level demon slayers have been attacking the dragon in turns, using tanks to bombard its waist and tail in an attempt to rescue Chen Huai'an.
However, the dragon's flesh and blood can not only regenerate at a high speed, but those broken pieces of flesh will turn into a wolf demon or a black-haired rat demon.
If you don't control the frequency of your attacks, these little monsters will only appear more and more.
But if they lowered the frequency of their attacks and failed to completely tear the dragon's body apart, they would not be able to kill it even if they just stood there and let them hit them.
"Captain Zhao, Lao Wang and his men are running out of energy. This is not a solution."
Zhao Ying listened to the voice on the intercom with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice: "If it really doesn't work, you can cut off the dragon head and take it away with Chen Huai'an!"
Taking the dragon away is still risky.
Who knows if this dragon can grow a new body?
But no matter what, the regeneration of the demon dragon will definitely consume some kind of energy.
I just don't know where Chen Huaian stored so much energy for the demon dragon to use. This terrifying regeneration energy is even comparable to the ancestors of the blood clan in the Ergan Peninsula.
At present, the ancestor of the blood clan has just recovered and is still afraid of the sunlight.
It seems that this evil dragon has no taboos at all.
Now I can only try to consume as much as possible...
"Captain Zhao, let's go!"
With the help of thermal weapons, several soldier-level demon slayers cleared out all the small demons and continued to attack the demon dragon.
However, at this moment.
Something strange happened!
I saw a sword light coming from the west and piercing the demon dragon.
At the same time, there was a shadow of a young girl following the flying sword.
She seemed to be oblivious to the people around her. With a twist of her wrist, the sword danced with flying flowers, leaving endless sword marks that tore the body of the demon dragon into pieces, leaving only a dragon head.
"This... this is..."
"Sword Fairy! Female Sword Fairy!"
Everyone exclaimed.
Zhao Ying's pupils shrank, and he stuck his head out of the cabin door to take a closer look.
As one of the core members of the Demon Slayer Division, she also had some exposure to the secret of the Demon Slayer Division-Kunlun Palace.
There are thousands of stone steps at the foot of Kunlun Palace.
The strongest general in the Demon Slayer Division has only reached the 108th stone step.
And on these 108 stone steps, a picture of a sword master emerging from the mountain has already been displayed - among the numerous mountains, countless sword masters are flying with their swords, the scene is grand and the momentum is overwhelming.
The shadow of the female sword fairy just now is very similar to the sword cultivator in the carving.
What is the origin of this female sword fairy?
What is the relationship with Chen Huai'an?
Zhao Ying just felt confused.
This female sword fairy has an absolutely beautiful appearance, a slender figure, and a natural expression. No matter how you look at it, she is the shadow of a real person, and definitely not some kind of move created by a companion spirit.
At this moment, the girl was standing in front of the dragon head. She did not continue to attack, but stretched out a hand and gently stroked Chen Huaian's face.
Several soldier-level demon slayers around didn't dare to speak, but there was joy in their eyes, because the demon dragon's regeneration ability seemed to be suppressed, and the flesh and blood chopped by the sword energy no longer evolved into little demons.
This demon dragon...
Seems like you're being suppressed by the girl?
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At the same time, deep in the soul.
Li Qingran hugged the dragon-carved coffin and cried, his tears and snot covering the entire coffin.
She felt that it was because she arrived too late that her master ended up in the coffin.
"Ahem, my teacher is not dead yet, why are you crying?"
Li Qingran was startled by the sudden muffled sound coming from the coffin.
She sniffed and blew out some snot bubbles, then quickly wiped her snot and tears and grabbed one side of the coffin with both hands: "Master, I will open the coffin for you now!"
Chen Huai'an: "..."
Hey, that's what I said.
Is he some thousand-year-old zombie?
Li Qingran gritted her teeth and tried her best to pry the coffin lid open, but she couldn't do it. She stepped on the side of the coffin and pushed it, but it didn't work.
Chen Huai'an sensed the movement outside and suggested, "Well, how about you try to split the coffin with your sword?"
What Li Qingran heard was:
[The demon dragon has been refined into part of the master's bloodline. You only need to cut off the flesh and blood shackles under the coffin to open it! ]
Li Qingran did as he was told.
Chen Huai'an felt the restraints on his body loosen.
See girlfriend 뀞切.
He kicked the coffin lid directly and stood up.
The coffin board was flying on the ground.
Chen Huai'an was also flying on the plane.
Several more dragons emerged from the flesh and blood and attacked Li Qingran relentlessly. This time Chen Huaian was defeated.
Now that you are out of trouble.
Then in this subconscious mind he is the real emperor.
“Get lost!”
Chen Huai'an just snorted.
The demon dragons trembled and retreated.
The blood and rotten flesh in the entire subconscious space began to retreat to the surroundings until they shrank into the darkness of the corner and lurked there.
They have not completely disappeared, but are like a group of hidden poisonous snakes that will come out and kill their masters if they wait for the right opportunity.
I'm going to see my disciples soon, so happy!
Chen Huai'an fell slowly from the air.
He began to compile a probate.
Well, he's wearing a dragon robe and he looks pretty good.
Well, after all, it is deep in the soul, in one's own world, so naturally one can get whatever he wants.
Chen Huaian calmly landed in front of Li Qingran, with a black scale sword slung over his waist, his lower body slightly raised, his narrowed eyes as sharp as a sword.
This time, the black dragon special effects were also installed.
A looming black dragon circled around the robe, surrounded by clouds.
In the eyes of his disciples, he must have looked very handsome.
Because he saw joy, guilt, and more and more pain and worry in Li Qingran's eyes.
Um?
He's just standing here, why should he be in pain?
"only……"
"Master." Li Qingran spoke before Chen Huai'an. She wiped her eyes, endured the pain in her nose, and said in a shrill voice:
"Master, why are your hair gone? It must be those monsters who trapped you in a coffin and cut off your hair to humiliate you...
Woo~QAQ It’s all my fault. If I were stronger, if I could make the Hundred Herbs Detoxification Pill earlier…”
Upon hearing this, Chen Huaian's face turned pale and his whole body trembled.
Hair?
He reached up and grabbed his head.
Only shallow grass can hide horse hooves.
It's broken!
I forgot to grow my hair longer!
Finished!
Wasn't his impression of Li Qingran completely ruined?
No, this is his subconscious!
It was just a dream!
What are you nervous about?
Don't panic, stay steady.
However, the panic at that moment was still caught by Li Qingran, who only had his master in his eyes.
Master is so cute~
Li Qingran thought secretly, and couldn't help but burst into laughter. She clasped her hands in front of her, pouted her lips, lowered her head and said in a humble manner: "Master, don't worry, even without hair, Master is still very handsome... Especially among my disciples, you are the most handsome master under me!"
Um.
These are words that Li Qingran could say.
Chen Huai'an felt great.
"Thanks to you for coming on time today. If you want any reward, tell me!"
"Reward..." Li Qingran pursed her lips, her eyes flushed with shame, and her eyes kept looking at Chen Huaian's face, as if she wanted to say something, but was a little hesitant.
Chen Huai'an waved his hand and said, "Just say it!"
Li Qingran mustered up a little courage, but avoided looking at Chen Huai'an. After a long while, he said in a low voice, "Master... I, I just want a hug. Is that ok?"
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