Daoying

Chapter 668: Dragon-Elephant Battle (10): Jackie Chan
At this moment, a dazzling white light like a meteor cut through the destructive energy storm, as if cutting the sky and the earth in half, and disappeared at the end of the Gate of Time in a flash, leaving only a long ice mark, which solidified in the air and then gradually melted away.

The figure that escaped through ice was none other than the Silver Dragon. When he saw that the heavenly phenomenon was completely destroyed, he no longer had the will to fight and simply turned around and left.

When one has cultivated to their level, they know that everything is subject to chance and destiny. No matter how good something is, if it is not destined to be theirs, no matter how hard they try, it will be useless and will only lead to destruction.

Therefore, the Silver Dragon was extremely unwilling and angry, but he also understood that the Azure Dragon skeleton did not belong to him. He had no choice but to give up his attachment and put saving his life first.

Long Xiu stared at the silver dragon until it disappeared, then he slowly retracted the blade shadows lingering around his body. He felt as if all his muscles and bones had been pulled out, and he was exhausted to the extreme.

He exhaled heavily, and a golden light flashed from the Dragon-Splitting Blade Realm before it disappeared into his sleeves.

The Flame Hell Demon Dog also retracted its flames, transformed back into an ordinary dog ​​form, and stuck to Long Xiu.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Long Xiu looked at Xie Huan from afar and asked with concern.

"Can't die."

Xie Huan glanced at him with dissatisfaction and said, "Quickly collect the bones. There are many masters in the Hidden Land. There are four or even more masters in the second step."

Long Xiu was shocked when he heard this. His body, which had just relaxed, tensed up again. He turned around abruptly and looked at the huge Cang skeleton.

After experiencing continuous terrifying shocks, this space has been shattered beyond recognition. Everywhere you look, there are fragments of various energies and rules, running wildly and scattering everywhere. Only this skeleton remains intact, isolated from the world, giving people a sense of detachment.

Xie Huan flashed to Long Xiu's side, looked at the Cang skeleton and asked, "How do you plan to collect it?"

"Of course, it is stored in the Divine Treasure Space."

Long Xiu said without thinking, his eyes turned golden, looking at the laws floating around the skeleton, took out the Dragon-Splitting Blade and cut forward.

A streak of golden thread was drawn out, instantly cutting the front in half, and appeared directly on the side of the skeleton, hitting the metal with a "bang", causing sparks to burst out.

The black chain that had previously bound the silver dragon emerged, and after fighting against the golden thread for a moment, it shattered. The entire chain completely lost its power and turned into energy and dissipated.

And the golden thread became extremely faint and disappeared on the spot.

Xie Huan and Long Xiu were both slightly surprised.

They all knew how strong the Dragon-Splitting Blade Realm was and that it could break anything. Even though the chains were cut, it was able to deplete the energy of the golden thread, which showed that its strength was beyond imagination.

Long Xiu swung out dozens of blades again and cut off all the remaining chains.

When the last chain broke, the entire space shook, and a powerful and ancient dragon aura spread out, suppressing the two of them.

Millions of runes surged on Cang's skeleton, and every bone began to glow as if it had come alive.

Xie Huan and Long Xiu were both shocked, and hurriedly gritted their teeth and made hand gestures to resist the dragon's might.

Suddenly, an ancient and mysterious syllable exploded in the ears of the two people, directly vibrating into their limbs, souls and sea of ​​consciousness, and spreading to every corner of their bodies and minds. Xie Huan's body trembled violently, and he was terrified.

Although he did not understand the syllables, he knew clearly that it was dragon language, and it was the dragon language of the first dragon in the world.

Then the second syllable came, and it continued, like a spell, continuously shaking his body, mind, and soul.

Xie Huan had just experienced a tough battle, so how could he withstand the impact of the dragon language? His whole body's defenses collapsed in the first moment, and he was like a boat in a storm, at the mercy of the dragon and at the mercy of the dragon.

Suddenly, a door seemed to be opened in Xie Huan's sea of ​​consciousness, and countless ancient memories came flooding in like a tide. It was the era of the Primordial Era, the scene when the first dragon was born - countless energies and rules intertwined and entangled, outlining the prototype of the dragon in the chaos. As time went on, these energies and rules collided and merged, constantly giving birth to new energies and rules. Finally, one day, a dull and shocking sound was heard, like a beating heart.

Xie Huan only felt that his heart was beating along with that ancient beat. An unimaginable force was transmitted from his heart to his limbs and bones. The tissue structure of his entire body was forcibly reshaped at this moment, making sounds of squeezing and breaking.

The intense pain spread throughout my body, stimulating my brain and making it numb.

But before I could recover, the second heartbeat came, and my whole body was reshaped again, but this time the pain was much less.

He opened his eyes and found that Long Xiu beside him had completely transformed into a dragon, but he was still twisted in various funny ways, like a piece of rubber.

Xie Huan suddenly realized that this was going to be Jackie Chan!

The beating of that ancient heart was the formation process of the first dragon - Cang. And now, he and Long Xiu were repeating this process by inexplicable chance!

Damn, I'm turning into a dragon?!

Xie Huan looked at his body. Not only was it twisted like a dough stick, but fine scales began to appear on his skin, and his nails turned into sharp dragon claws.

"Wo Ri, I don't want to be Jackie Chan, I want to be a human being!"

Xie Huan shouted loudly, clenched his hands, and activated the Imperial Holy Body. Rays of golden light and victorious signs emerged, but with just one more heartbeat, they were shattered. His physical strength was gone, and his feet also disappeared, turning into the tail of a dragon.

"Ah? Damn it, let me out!"

Xie Huan struggled desperately, trying to turn into lightning and escape the control of the blue dragon skeleton, but he couldn't do it at all. Under the ancient dragon language, any strength he had seemed insignificant and powerless, and shattered in an instant.

"You idiot, stop talking nonsense. You are taking advantage of others and still acting like a good kid. Do you know how much benefit you are getting?"

Long Xiu squinted at the side with a disdainful expression, and said with a look of reverence and passion: "For countless years, so many people have longed to be favored by the First Dragon. Even if they only inherited a little bit of power, they would be overjoyed and benefit endlessly. Now you and I can actually have this heaven-defying opportunity and enjoy such a blessing, but you are here and don't know what is good for you."

"If you give me power, I will be happy, but if you ask me to become a monster, that's impossible!"

Xie Huan activated his immortal body to resist the change, but the previous battle had already exhausted him. How could he resist this great power at this moment? The power of his immortal body collapsed again, and he felt a sharp pain in his head, and two dragon horns popped out.

"Can you speak? Who is the monster? If you can't speak, donate your mouth!"

Long Xiu angrily said, and then he snorted coldly, with a hint of playful sarcasm on his lips: "Under the might of the First Ancestor Dragon, this tremendous blessing is available to you whether you want it or not!"

(End of this chapter)