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Chapter 592: Fate (3)

"What a fierce war, is it all going to end?" On the ground, Ying Long looked at the flashing illusion of the Eternal City and was deeply moved.

"No, it's not over yet. However, the sandworm caught by the drought bar left the Eternal House, and the demonic power stored in the painting corpse has been used up. The world in the painting called Eternal City is about to be closed after more than two thousand years." After Mirage Dragon finished speaking, he moved away from the Heavenly Girl's Flower Scattering Picture, and the corresponding dragon smiled wickedly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you to leave that painting."

Yinglong naturally understood the meaning of the Mirage Dragon and stepped back with tactfulness.

Next, the illusion of the Eternal City completely disappeared.

Next, a large pile of chaotic dead and living things erupted from the picture of the scattered flowers of the Heavenly Girl. Most of them were the remains of zombies. In addition, there were the remains of bone soldiers, the corpses of human flesh and blood, the living villagers of Longle Village, the purifiers with blue light, the drought and red yakshas, ​​the purple light Pu Zixuan, and the two camels.

The eruption lasted for a long time, and finally, it was a huge ghost servant. After it squeezed its body to the size of a picture frame, it was barely sprayed out.

Unfortunately, after encountering Pu Zixuan's repeated blows, it no longer had much vitality. After falling on a pile of zombie remains, the red light on its body gradually faded.

As Mirage Dragon said, after the Ghost Attendant left the Eternal House, the demonic power of the painting corpse could not maintain the Eternal City for too long - this world in painting that had lasted for more than two thousand years was officially closed.

All the living forces returned to the real world and were immediately clearly divided into two camps.

Under the full moon hanging high, the drought, the red yaksha, and the Pu Zixuan stood together on the side of the Mirage Dragon, while the rest gathered on the side of Yinglong.

Although Painted Corpse is nominally one of the Eight Corpse Kings and the builder of the Eternal City, her heart has never really gone in the same direction as Drub. After regaining her freedom, she stood on Yinglong's side without hesitation and explained to everyone: "Everyone, I created the Eternal City, but now I have lost all my power and cannot continue, so you all have returned to the normal world!"

Yu Xiangdi, who had fainted in the battle with the blood-sucking corpse, woke up at this time, stumbled to Yinglong's side, and asked weakly: "What's going on? Why did Pu Zixuan's wind verbs become so strange? Moreover, he was standing with Hanba and the others?"

Su Sanniang explained in a panic voice that she had never seen before: "The worst thing happened, Pu Zixuan became a rebel! He has the ability to deprive us of the identity of the messenger. With this alone, we can't fight him, let alone the existence of Drought and Red Yasha! Moreover, the Ghost Attendant is no longer able to do it. In other words, the gap in combat power between the two sides currently is very different, and we are afraid that there is no chance of winning at all!"

After hearing this, Hong Yasha couldn't help laughing and said, "Yes, Su Sanniang, grandma, I'm very kind. Next, let your most trusted companions come and take you back with you." Then, he asked Pu Zixuan, "What does it mean that you have the ability to deprive them of the identity of a messenger?"

Pu Zixuan obediently responded: "I will not hide it from my grandma. Once the purifying messenger is hit by me, the purifying power will disappear immediately and become a mortal. This is the new ability I have mastered after entering the realm of formlessness."

"Oh? So there is such a powerful ability?" Hong Yasha suddenly became interested, "Then, let's show it to grandma. They'll be ruined!"

"Yes!" After Pu Zixuan said that, he looked at Su Sanniang coldly, and then rushed towards her without hesitation.

Pu Zixuan's speed has long exceeded that of his companions. Su Sanniang had no way to capture Pu Zixuan's movements. If no one helped him, Su Sanniang would definitely be easily hit by Pu Zixuan, thus instantly losing the power of purification.

However, there is another strong man in Yinglong's camp who can resist Pu Zixuan, and it is Yinglong himself.

Just as Pu Zixuan rushed to Su Sanniang and was about to punch Su Sanniang, Ying Long stretched out his right claw to block Su Sanniang.

Pu Zixuan punched Ying Long's right claw and was stunned for a moment.

Then, Yinglong raised his claws and waved his head, hitting Pu Zixuan six or seven feet away.

Seeing this, Mirage Dragon couldn't help but tease, "What's wrong with Yinglong? Could it be that he saw that the battle was really exciting and he couldn't help but want to get involved?"

Yinglong said in a deep voice: "No, I have no intention of getting involved in the battle at all. But since they have all chosen to come to my side, they trust me to provide them with shelter. I am really uneasy if I don't do anything."

Afterwards, Ying Long no longer had any interest in others and turned his eyes to Drought.

Although the drought larvae became a form of worms, Yinglong still recognized him at a glance. After a moment, Yinglong sang a few words: "A wisp of wind makes the water turn into a stream, and the unmoving water makes the wind blow happily..."

Drought Ba was very uncomfortable when Ying Long saw it and scolded: "Why are you looking at me? Are you talking about something irrelevant?"

"This is the poem I wrote with the Heavenly Lady when I was with the Heavenly Lady. More than four thousand years have passed. Whenever I think of this poem, the shadow of the Heavenly Lady Lady will appear in my heart. Moreover, I seem to have recalled how it should have become a human form..."

As he said that, Yinglong gradually turned into a tall and heroic man, with golden hair as long as flowing water, half covering the dragon scales that were faintly visible on his forehead, and wrapped in a golden robe, which made him full of nobility.

Then he continued to recite: "The wind is a little bit, the water is thin, the wandering silk is flowing like a cloud breaks out..."

I thought this appearance and poetry might remind Drought of something, but I didn't expect that Drought just threw it to Ying Long and sneered, "Hmph, you shouldn't still be thinking about your heavenly girl, right? I have said that I Drought is a droughty beast, and it has nothing to do with that heavenly girl! Don't be too sentimental!"

The Mirage Dragon couldn't help but sarcastically said: "So this is what you turned into a human. For humans, it seems that they are handsome enough. No wonder they will attract the little beauty to give her a promise..."

Yinglong ignored Mirage Dragon and continued to say to Hanba in a deep voice: "I did have a trace of naive thoughts before. Since you are indeed not the Heavenly Girl, then you are just killing the enemy of my descendants. Do you have the courage to accept my challenge?"

Without waiting for the Hanba to respond, Pu Zixuan provoked first: "Wait, you are a person who is not a human or a dragon, but you dare to attack me! I was careless just now and have the courage. Let's fight me for three hundred rounds!"

When Pu Zixuan was about to try, Hong Yasha stopped him and said, "My child, don't take action. This is their fate, and they should end it themselves."

Hong Yasha said it nicely, but the real idea was that she saw Yinglong going to fight Hanba alone, thinking that if Hanba responded, she could just expect a loss-winning ending, so she retained Pu Zixuan, the strongest backup to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Hanba looked up at the full moon, and he was really interested. He turned his gaze to Yinglong and smiled evilly: "Interesting, is the neutral dragon clan going to take action? Okay, I accept your challenge and let me see which one is better, the most powerful Yinglong or the strongest sling in the legend! "

After saying that, Hanba and Ying Long both jumped up and started fighting in mid-air.

The two figures danced like phantoms in the air. Their moves were too fast, so that the people below could not capture the clear figures.

Seeing Yinglong being temporarily restrained, Hongyasha ordered Pu Zixuan: "Okay, the guy who is in trouble can no longer control you. Keep completing the task just now."

"Yes! Grandma." Pu Zixuan responded and then turned his eyes to Su Sanniang again.

Just as he was about to make a move, Chen Shuqing suddenly turned into a human form, opened his arms, and blocked Pu Zixuan, "Wait, Xiaoqi! We are all your companions who depend on life and death. We have survived so many life-and-death disasters. Could it be that our feelings are not as strong as Hong Yasha's magic?"

Yes, even if there is only one percent or one thousandth of hope, Chen Shuqing is willing to take a gamble to awaken Pu Zixuan's self-conscience.

Pu Zixuan was stunned for a moment, and when facing Chen Shuqing, he became at a loss.

Seeing this move, Chen Shuqing did have some effect and kept saying, "If you must kill your companions, then you will be the first to kill me!"

"Ah?" Pu Zixuan looked at Hong Yasha at a loss, "Grandma, you just asked me to destroy those purifying messengers, didn't you ask me to kill Xiaojiu?"

From the bottom of her heart, Hong Yasha certainly hoped that Pu Zixuan would kill everyone, but she understood that Pu Zixuan's feelings for Chen Shuqing were very special, and she was worried that if she would force her too hard, she would force her to "reverse the bone", so she compromised and said, "Well, grandma, I haven't said it before, you can do it."

At this moment, Pu Weihai also walked up, opened his arms, stood with Chen Shuqing, and shouted at Pu Zixuan: "Xuan'er, it's the same for your father! I thought that after winning this battle, I would go back to Lijiang to fulfill your marriage, but unfortunately you fell into the devil's way. This is also the disaster laid for your father more than 20 years ago! Dad, I'm sorry for you, if you want to kill, kill your father!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yuanliang also walked up and said concisely: "I... I am the same!"
Chapter completed!
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