fifth form

Chapter 2423: Qin Prince Ying Fusu

While practicing magic, Zhang Xuezhou saw himself transformed into a golden dragon fish.

This made me feel a little bitter, and I felt that the golden arowana was not as good as the fish dragon.

He had previously determined that the ichthyosaur's body was one black and one white. The black color came from the decline of Emperor Jing's body before his death, while the white came from the remnants of the defeat of the beheaded King Liang during his movement, thus transforming him into a sub-dragon form.

But his reshaped body made it difficult for him to understand the rules.

He had experienced the struggle between Emperor Jing and King Liang, he had experienced the battle with the Empress Dowager, he had a one-sided battle with Zuo Quan, he had a battle with Huang Daoxian, he had restrained Han Yan, and all these battles brought him the final victory.

No matter what the process is, he is the ultimate winner.

After so many combinations of operations and battles, Zhang Xuezhou did not expect to reshape something like this.

"puff!"

He shook his body and blew out a bubble from his mouth.

As a fish, you can't expect him to do anything else. After all, fish don't have much else to do except swimming and blowing bubbles.

The phantom of the school of fish that gathered into a brilliant galaxy did not bring any effect. Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was just a phantom and it was difficult to play any role.

"Willn't it be a death sentence if I fight Huang Daoxian again?"

Zhang Xuezhou was sure that Huang Daoxian would have a hard time after his defeat in the battle, but he did not expect that the winner would also have a very ordinary ending.

After all, he encountered many unexpected events in this battle, and his opponent controlled the body to escape, so the battle did not end in life or death as in the past, and it also left many troubles.

He was rebuilt, his body was in great health, no visible scars, but he was weak.

"In the midst of a great war, what kind of joke is this martial art?"

Zhang Xuezhou spit out a bubble and let out a whistle, and then the wandering golden arowana suddenly leaped up.

No matter what the movement of the body looks like, he needs to be proficient in it, so as to avoid getting caught in a movement battle and being beaten in the future.

Of course, a more important thing is to shrink the body and return it to the body, so that his physical body will not suffer the impact and cause problems.

He leaped up, and thousands of phantoms of shoals of fish in the starry sky leaped out almost at the same time as him.

As he jumped out, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the stars, waters, and schools of fish turned into bubbles, and the remnants of Ning Que's black dragon shell and nine-petal flower that were stripped away by Huang Daoxian reappeared.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at everything around him, then watched himself leap out of the air and once again enter the space where he could reshape his body.

The difficulty of the golden arowana swimming around came to Zhang Xuezhou's mind. He shook his tail, but felt it was difficult to change the direction of the jump, and the fish's body collided with the wreckage.

"Damn it!"

As soon as Zhang Xuezhou uttered the curse, he heard a loud roar in his ears.

A familiar darkness emerged, Zhang Xuezhou shook his body, and felt a familiar yet strange feeling surge in his heart.

Waves of faint light floated by, and black scales appeared as he shook his head and tail.

Along with this were the five claws that were so sharp that even Zhang Xuezhou felt chilled to the bone.

"Roar!"

When he spoke again, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that the sound came from his own throat.

He looked around and felt that he had changed shape in the instant of the collision, transforming into a six-meter-long black dragon.

"This seems to be Luo Zhong's black dragon form?"

Zhang Xuezhou spoke as usual, but his words sounded like a dragon's roar.

This made him understand somewhat the frustration Ning Que felt at that time.

It's not that Ning Que has difficulty controlling Luo Zhong's body after taking over it, but that this body has no ability to speak normally at all, or can only express itself with dragon roars.

“Not bad!”

Zhang Xuezhou was not satisfied with the golden dragon fish's body movement form, but he was more satisfied with Luo Zhong's black dragon body movement form, even though this form could not be expressed normally.

"The defeat of the Nine-petaled Flower of the Yellow Immortal was inseparable from Ning Que's roar. As long as I find an opportunity, I can repeat Ning Que's method again!"

The battle with Huang Daoxian has just ended. This battle was inseparable from Ren Anran's calm and oppressive force, but it was also inseparable from Ning Que's desperate roar.

It was precisely because of Ning Que's strategy of hurting both sides that Huang Daoxian, who was controlling the Nine-petal Flower, lost control, which also caused the owner of the Nine-petal Flower to escape, thus falling into a complete disadvantage.

This black dragon body was not very powerful, but at least it was strong enough to fight against Huang Daoxian, and was much stronger than his previous fish dragon body. After seeing the weakness of the golden dragon fish form, Zhang Xuezhou felt satisfied at the moment.

"receive!"

He now switched to the normal form of movement, yelled twice, and after a brief familiarization, he inevitably quickly restrained his movement.

The gloom fades, and darkness returns.

The light of the golden crow feather hanging on the bronze chariot went out, and everything Zhang Xuezhou saw was pitch black.

He glanced around and saw the Qingzhou Ding in the distance still emitting golden light in the dark.

Like the stars in the night sky, these golden rays had no effect at all, not even a ray of light could illuminate His Majesty's huge body.

"Your Highness?"

Zhang Xuezhou cried out.

With a cry, he felt as if thunder had suddenly risen from the ground, and the sound reverberated back and forth in the underground palace.

"It happened!"

The abnormal sound corresponds to the abnormal state. Zhang Xuezhou squatted down and reached out to grab downwards, only to find that there was a not-so-big frame in his hand.

He touched it and confirmed that this was the bronze chariot he had ridden in before.

As for the terracotta horse, no one knew where it had gone and it was not towed by the bronze chariot.

He could sit normally in the bronze chariot before, but now he was holding the chariot with one hand. His body had obviously expanded and grown to a gigantic size in a passive state, and this situation must have lasted for a long time.

Zhang Xuezhou was not afraid of the changes caused by his own traction of the Fa Tian Shu, nor was he afraid of the changes caused by his own use of the physical technique, the Fa Tian Shu, and the art of the unity of man and nature, but he was really afraid that he would inexplicably become huge in a passive state.

This means that abnormal energy was injected into his body, causing this condition.

"The Golden Crow Emperor is my good friend!"

Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to judge the situation in the pitch black darkness, so he could not help but recite a spell quickly, searching for the Golden Crow Feather that had drifted away to an unknown place.

A flame appeared more than a hundred meters away.

As Zhang Xuezhou shouted "Da", the flames on the Golden Crow Feather surged, and the light began to shine all around, also illuminating the ruined appearance of the underground palace.

At the same time, a bitter low voice also emerged, accompanied by a cold snort.

"They are two evil beasts!"

In the light of the flame, His Majesty's bloated body was looming, and a candle was lit in the dragon's mouth.

It was as if he wanted to use the special ability of virtuality and reality to escape, but His Majesty was unable to leave because his body was unable to move.

And on the Qingzhou Ding, a young man dressed in a black crown stood quietly.

There was an unbreakable seriousness between the young man's brows, and the sword at his waist had not yet been unsheathed, but the sharp sword energy was already making a rustling sound.

The phosphorescence in his eyes was not green like Yang Duanhe's, but shone like stars.

The golden light that Zhang Xuezhou had seen coming out of the Qingzhou Cauldron before came from the other party's eyes, and was not the remaining golden light of luck coming out of the Qingzhou Cauldron.

"Your ability to escape can evade many people, but my eyes have borrowed the light of this demonic fire, and I can see you clearly, whether it is real or fake. You can't hide!"

The young man in the black crown did not draw his sword, but slowly took out the longbow hanging behind him.

He clenched his palm, and the outline of a feather arrow engraved with the sun, moon and stars vaguely emerged.

"The Crown Prince of Qin, Ying Fusu!"

The Lord's dragon head drooped slightly and he made an extremely bitter sound.

"It's been many years since we last met, Zhu Jiuyin, you've become even more useless!"

The young man in the black crown raised his head. He answered, but his attack did not slow down at all.

He placed the feather arrow condensed with magic power in his palm onto the bowstring, and as he finished speaking, he had already pulled the bow to its full length.

An arrow flew off the bow, and a bright and dark light flew far away.

The Lord, who was in a state of being between reality and illusion, glared, and the candle in his mouth went out instantly. His huge and bloated body suddenly appeared around the Qingzhou Ding, and he was hit hard on the forehead by an arrow. Blood as red as magma then overflowed.