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Chapter 984 Reverse Scale
Thinking of this, Qinglong lowered his body as much as possible to avoid the strong momentum of the wind and snow, and came silently to the back of Zhulong. He knew that with his current spiritual power, he was probably only able to deal one blow, and good steel should naturally be used on the blade, so he slowly circled behind Zhulong, ready to wait for an opportunity to strike.

Zhulong is a dragon, Qinglong is also a dragon, but all dragons have reverse scales... Qinglong naturally knows this fatal weakness of their dragon clan, so he must find the location of Zhulong's reverse scales before Baihu and Yang Jian are exhausted. The location of each dragon's reverse scale is different, which mainly depends on the most fatal injury they have suffered in their childhood, and this injury mostly comes from the heavenly tribulation before becoming a god, or to put it more bluntly, it is the location of the injury when being struck by thunder. But this location is often the biggest taboo for each dragon, and generally no one except themselves should know where it is.

But as a member of the dragon clan, Qinglong had also been struck by lightning in the past, so he naturally knew where the wound caused by the lightning would be. What’s more important, the scales that grew on the injured part would grow differently from the surrounding scales, which is why the name Ni Lin came from… But the strange thing was that Qinglong carefully searched the suspicious area on Zhulong’s body, but found nothing? !
At this time, Baihu and Yang Jian had already discovered Qinglong's actions. Although they didn't know what he wanted to do, they were sure that he was going to kill Zhulong. So the two of them opened fire at full power, trying to attract Zhulong's attention to prevent Qinglong's actions from being discovered by him...

For this purpose, Baihu even left his body and transformed into a more than ten-meter-long hanging white tiger. Together with Yang Jian, they attacked Zhulong from top and bottom. Unfortunately, the power of the white tiger without a physical body was limited. Even if he and Yang Jian tried their best, they were no match for Zhulong. Several times they were hit hard by the dragon's tail. The white tiger's spiritual power was finally exhausted, and the body standing on the ground suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the hanging white tiger transformed by his spiritual power also instantly turned into nothingness.

Seeing that the White Tiger was already injured, Yang Jian had no choice but to fight alone with his double-edged sword. However, the red scales of the Candle Dragon were extremely hard, and even Yang Jian's double-edged sword could not cut through them. He wanted to ask the Azure Dragon to join the battle, because if he continued like this, he would be injured soon. If two of the three of them were seriously injured, how could they survive? But on the other hand, Yang Jian was afraid that the Azure Dragon would have a good way to defeat the enemy. If his actions were discovered by the Candle Dragon at this time, then all efforts would be in vain.

At this moment, Qinglong suddenly saw a scale on the back of Zhulong's neck covered by his hair, which was shining with silver light. It must be the reverse scale. Qinglong knew that he only had one chance. If he failed, his fate would be death without a burial place...

Thinking of this, Qinglong pinched his fingers and circulated all the spiritual power in his body. In fact, Qinglong's personal weapon has always been hidden in his soul. It is a dragon bone sword transformed from the spine of Qinglong's real body. It is extremely powerful. In the past, he relied on this dragon bone sword to slay demons and exorcise monsters. He has a deep connection with the dragon bone sword and can achieve true unity of man and sword.

Later, Qinglong died. In order to protect his remaining soul, the dragon bone sword sacrificed itself and filled the missing part in Qinglong's soul. This allowed Qinglong's soul to be preserved by Baihu. Otherwise, how could the soul be sealed for a thousand years? But now, if Qinglong wants to extract the dragon bone sword from his soul, it will undoubtedly be a willing death for him.

If it was someone else in trouble today, Qinglong would naturally not even bother to care, but now it concerns the life and death of Baihu, so he naturally can't ignore it. Who is Zhulong? He was once the god of Zhongshan Mountain. He opened his eyes for day and closed his eyes for night. He was always the number one in the ancient mythical beasts' martial arts rankings. As I said before, let alone the current Baihu, even when the three of them were at their peak, they might not be able to compete with him, not to mention that some of them are disabled or injured now...

Yang Jian was naturally unaware of this, but when Baihu, who had finally managed to stabilize his blood circulation, saw this, he immediately guessed what Qinglong was going to do. His eyes suddenly widened, almost to the point of bleeding, but it was too late to stop him now, as he saw Qinglong slowly place his right hand on the back of his neck, and with his left hand, he put his sword finger to his lips and whispered a spell.

The next second, veins on his right hand bulged, and a green sword with a cold glow was slowly pulled out from his back. During this time, Qinglong's face gradually turned pale. He knew that once he pulled out the dragon bone sword, he had to attack immediately, otherwise the little spiritual power he had left would not be enough to continue to occupy Song Jiang's body. Not only would he fail to kill Zhulong, but everyone, including Song Jiang, would have no chance of escaping.

Thinking of this, Qinglong suddenly became ruthless, and after a loud shout, he pulled out the dragon bone sword completely. Then he used the little remaining spiritual power to stand up on the spot and stabbed straight at the back of Zhulong's neck... Baihu and Yang Jian knew that this attack was crucial and related to the life and death of everyone present, and there must be no mistakes. So the two of them continued to fight with Zhulong with all their spiritual power to buy more time for Qinglong.

Zhulong was still immersed in the ecstasy of killing everyone, but suddenly he felt a sore and numb feeling on the back of his neck. At the same time, Qinglong used up the last bit of his spiritual power and stabbed the dragon bone sword into Zhulong's body, instantly breaking his indestructible body covered with red scales...

In severe pain, Zhulong swung his body wildly, and for a moment, ice flew everywhere, and the whole snowfield became chaotic... Qinglong, whose spiritual power was already exhausted, was thrown out in an instant. If he fell directly from the air dozens of meters high, Song Jiang's physical body would be completely scrapped. Seeing this, Baihu wanted to go over to save him, but as soon as he activated his spiritual power, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Yang Jian rolled his eyes upon seeing this, he flew and teleported to the bottom of Qinglong and caught it steadily. However, he suddenly withdrew his hand in disgust after landing, and the exhausted Qinglong fell face down on the snow. Then Yang Jian flew back into the air without even looking at him, ready to give Zhulong the final blow.

Zhulong, whose reverse scale was pierced, was completely defeated. The severe pain caused him to twist his body continuously. He struggled and turned in the air, and finally crashed into a snow mountain not far away... The snow mountain seemed to be a pillar connecting the sky and the earth. It was hit violently by Zhulong, and it seemed as if the whole world was collapsing in an instant.