Chapter 152: This Woman, I Will Protect Her (3400 words)
Torrential rain covered the sky and the earth.
A woman in a white dress was kneeling alone.
The rain poured down like a waterfall, hitting her body violently and completely soaking her silver and snow-white hair.
Her pair of golden vertical pupils were empty and silent, staring blankly at the scales on her palm.
She knelt there motionless, as if time had already ended for her at that moment.
She seemed to have completely lost her reason to live.
The eyes of many cultivators floating in the sky all turned to Feng Qianqiu.
At this moment, Taoist Tianqiong was also observing Bai Rushue.
Finally, Feng Qianqiu stretched out his arm expressionlessly and swung it forward decisively: "Kill her!"
Upon hearing Feng Qianqiu's decision, all the cultivators immediately took action, intending to kill Bai Rushue on the spot.
Taoist Tianqiong and Feng Qianqiu, two people in the Ascended Realm, also rushed towards Bai Rushue.
But a trace of regret flashed through Taoist Tianqiong's heart.
After the death of this real dragon, her body will probably be forced to be divided with others.
But fortunately, with the help of these people, especially Feng Qianqiu, Bai Ruxue will definitely not be able to escape, and she will definitely die today!
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As for Bai Rushue, it seemed that she didn't want to live at all.
Xiao Mo was scared to death.
I can't find him anymore.
If this is the case, what meaning does this world have for me?
"Xiao Mo, wait a moment, I'll go accompany you."
Bai Ruxue slowly raised her head and looked in the direction where Xiao Mo's soul dissipated.
Even though many monks had already rushed to her, the depths of her eyes still only reflected the sky.
“Roar!”
The dragon's roar shook the heaven and earth.
The next moment, in everyone's sight.
The white dragon soars into the sky!
The supreme pressure from the True Dragon's bloodline caused the hearts of every cultivator present to tremble violently.
No matter how high their cultivation level was, the fear that was engraved in their bones and originated from ancient times made them break out in cold sweats involuntarily.
The white dragon first locked onto a cultivator in the Jade Raw Realm, and suddenly slapped down with its huge dragon claws, instantly turning him into a ball of exploding blood mist.
Then, she suddenly twisted her body and blew out a breath of dragon breath containing extreme coldness towards an old monk in the immortal realm.
The old man in the immortal realm felt a warning in his heart. He hurriedly made hand gestures and chanted a spell, quickly offering up a seemingly inconspicuous willow leaf.
The willow leaves swelled up in the wind the moment they left his hand, forming a barrier just at the moment the dragon's breath reached his body.
However, the willow leaf magic weapon froze rapidly the moment it came into contact with the dragon's breath. In less than half a breath, it exploded in the biting cold!
The old man in the Immortal Realm hurriedly made hand gestures again, and quickly condensed a thick magical shield in front of him.
“Boom!”
The dragon's breath containing the power of a true dragon violently hit the shield. The old man was hit by a meteorite, and his whole body smashed towards the plain below like a meteor. He was seriously injured and fell into coma in an instant.
Although he did not die, even if he woke up, his foundation would be damaged and he would have no hope of success in this life.
"Evil beast! Stop your arrogance!"
Feng Qianqiu, the leader of Tianxuan Sect, frowned, shouted loudly, and swung his sleeves violently.
Several complex and mysterious formations suddenly appeared out of thin air, trapping the huge white dragon firmly in the center.
All the magic arrays were activated at the same time, intending to completely annihilate the white dragon in the array.
But Bai Rushue completely ignored these formations, and the dragon's tail swept out with tremendous force like a giant axe that could split the sky.
Those seemingly indestructible magic arrays were instantly shattered like thin ice under her brutal attack.
The white dragon broke free from its restraints, raised its majestic head high, and breathed out dragon breath again.
This time, the dragon's breath was no longer extremely cold, but transformed into white flames that burned everything!
Among the ten most unusual fires in the world, there is one called the True Dragon Flame.
Feng Qianqiu didn't dare to take it head-on, so he immediately took out a glass vase from his wide sleeves.
The bottle contains the Yellow Spring water from the depths of the desolate land, which is extremely cold and yin in nature. It was originally used by him to make elixirs, but now it is just right for resisting dragon fire.
The water of the Yellow Spring collided with the blazing white dragon flames, and in an instant a water mist that covered the sky and the sun erupted.
Feng Qianqiu waved his sleeves again, dispelling the mist in front of his eyes.
Bai Rushue's huge dragon body had already pounced towards Tianqiong Taoist on the other side with murderous intent.
Taoist Tianqiong's face changed drastically. He quickly made hand gestures and chanted spells, urging the exquisite pagoda to cover the white dragon with the power to suppress everything.
However, Bai Rushue didn't care at all.
Her long tail covered with hard dragon scales was full of power and hit the Linglong Tower hard.
"clang!"
The deafening sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky, and the Linglong Tower was actually blown away by this violent tail!
Although the residual force of the Linglong Tower's recoil made Bai Ruxue feel sweet in her throat and her internal organs were shaken.
But the real dragon's body had already rushed to the front of Taoist Tianqiong!
"boom!"
Taoist Tianqiong did not dare to hold back at all, and instantly unfolded his Fa Tian Xiang Di (Land and Earth) power to fight against the white dragon that was rushing towards him!
Although Bai Ruxue had just passed the dragon transformation tribulation, her realm was still unstable, and because of the heavenly tribulation thunder punishment, she still had injuries in her body and was in the weakest state.
But Taoist Tianqiong and Xiao Mo had fought for such a long time before, and their consumption was huge, so their current condition was not much better.
More importantly, Taoist Tianqiong had indeed seriously underestimated this true dragon, the only one in ten thousand years that had successfully survived the tribulation and transformed.
The dragon clan's luck, which had been completely unblocked, was now almost all bestowed upon her, and was absolutely beyond his ability to contend with alone.
"Fellow Daoist Feng! Come and help me!"
When Taoist Tianqiong's Fa Tian Xiang Di was shaken by the white dragon's violent attack and was about to collapse completely, he sent a call for help to Feng Qianqiu.
Feng Qianqiu frowned tightly.
Deep down in his heart, he actually hated Taoist Tianqiong very much.
He had always believed that this old man only cared about himself and his own sect's interests.
In comparison, the rise and fall of the entire Wanfa World has to take a back seat.
Not to mention, after he arrived at the battlefield, Feng Qianqiu, who was extremely good at deduction, had already figured out the ins and outs of the matter, and was even more contemptuous of Tianqiong Taoist's actions.
Almost all the troubles we are facing now were caused by him alone!
However, the war between the Wanfa World and the Demon World has not yet truly subsided.
The world of all things still needs a top fighter like Taoist Tianqiong, and he cannot sit idly by and watch him die here.
Feng Qianqiu's eyes fixed, and he decisively took out an ancient, pitch-black peach wood sword.
Although this peach wood sword is only a magic weapon of the semi-immortal weapon level, it has been with Feng Qianqiu since he embarked on the path of cultivation, and has been nurtured and refined for thousands of years.
In Feng Qianqiu's hands, the power that this natal peach wood sword can exert is even enough to surpass ordinary immortal weapons.
"go!"
Feng Qianqiu put his sword fingers together and pointed them in the direction of Bai Rushue.
The pitch-black peach wood sword made a clear sword sound and turned into an extremely swift black light, tearing through the rain curtain and piercing the white dragon!
Feng Qianqiu did not expect that this sword could directly kill Bai Rushue.
He only hoped that Bai Rushue could be distracted to defend herself, thus giving the precarious Taoist Tianqiong a chance to catch his breath.
But to everyone's surprise.
Bai Rushue completely ignored the peach wood sword.
It was as if she was simply seeking death.
But before she died, the only obsession in her heart was to kill the old man in front of her first!
“Roar!”
Bai Ruxue looked up to the sky and let out a dragon roar, shaking the heaven and earth.
In an instant, the obsession of the remaining souls of the ancient dead dragons was strongly inspired by the blood of the true dragon. They manifested one after another, and with the resentment accumulated for thousands of years, they rushed madly towards Tianqiong Taoist.
Taoist Tianqiong was shocked. At this moment, he no longer cared about the dragon heart and blood. His only thought was to escape from this place at all costs.
Unfortunately, it's all too late.
Countless remaining souls of the dragon clan were like invisible shackles, firmly trapping Tianqiong Taoist's Fa Tian Xiang Di and his own body.
Linglong Tower tried to save the master, but Bai Rushue activated the dragon clan's innate magical power, and the clouds in the sky instantly condensed into an equally huge cloud dragon, which tightly wrapped around Linglong Tower and made it unable to move.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Ruxue's huge dragon head raised again.
True dragon flames, thunder, and black frost gathered and compressed madly in front of her dragon head.
At this critical moment of life and death, Feng Qianqiu's black mahogany sword had arrived and stabbed fiercely into Bai Rushue's back!
“Puff!”
The peach wood sword pierced deeply into the huge body of the white dragon. The severe pain made Bai Rushue tremble all over, and the hot dragon blood rushed to her throat again, but she forced herself to suppress the blood.
“Boom!”
This attack, which contained all of Bai Rushue's strength, burst out from her mouth like the light of creation, instantly submerging everything in front of her.
This dragon breath penetrated tens of thousands of miles, like a long white river of death stretching across the sky, swallowing up everything along the way!
When the devastating light finally slowly dissipated.
Taoist Tianqiong and his huge Fatianxiangdi have completely disappeared without a trace, not even a trace of his soul is left.
Bai Rushue twisted the huge dragon head with difficulty, bit the black mahogany sword that was deeply inserted into her back, and shook her head violently, spitting it out casually to the side.
"Zheng!"
The peach wood sword slanted into the muddy ground in the distance, and the sword body hummed.
The majestic white dragon, which was four hundred feet long, gradually faded and disappeared in the air.
She transformed back into human form, and like a rag doll that had lost all support, she fell helplessly back onto the cold, muddy ground.
That was where Xiao Mo died.
Bai Rushue didn't care about the wound on her back at all.
She still held the silver-white snake scale in her palm.
The wooden deer god hairpin was still quietly inserted in the woman's silver hair.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her golden vertical pupils had long lost all their luster, leaving only endless silence and emptiness.
Feng Qianqiu silently stretched out his hand and made a vague grab to the side.
The black mahogany sword stuck in the ground made a clear sound, instantly broke free from the soil, and flew back into his palm.
Feng Qianqiu slashed down with his sword.
But just when the sword energy containing the meaning of the great way slashed towards Bai Ruxue's snow-white neck.
The void not far away shattered without any warning!
A black sickle spun and flew out of the air, hitting the sharp sword energy with incredible precision.
“clang!”
Amidst the loud sound of metal clashing, the sword energy was forcibly defeated.
The sickle, with great force, stabbed diagonally into the mud a foot away from Bai Rushue with a "dong" sound.
The sickle vibrated continuously, making a low humming sound.
This sudden change caused Bai Rushue's empty golden vertical pupils to move slightly, and she raised her head in a daze.
Only ten feet away from her, a petite girl in a black dress appeared.
The girl reached out her hand as if no one was around, easily pulled up the sickle that was taller than her from the ground, and casually carried it on her slender shoulders.
Feng Qianqiu's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, staring closely at the girl in the black dress: "He Yeye, what are you doing?"
He Yeye raised his scarlet eyes, casually bit off a candied haws, and glanced indifferently at all the upper three realm cultivators in front of him. His crisp voice clearly resounded through the rain:
"I'll protect this woman."
(End of this chapter)
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