Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Feeling the heavy weight on my body.

The already seriously injured body was almost broken by it.

The old dragon instantly became furious, with murderous intent like a waterfall in its one eye. He spoke each word with certainty, wishing he could tear Wu Yi into pieces.

For others.

It has never hated it so much.

Chen Yulou's killing of it could be explained as a matter of different stances, slaying demons and monsters, or a dispute over territory. How could he allow others to sleep next to a crouching tiger?

But Wuyi is its bloodline descendant.

He actually betrayed me openly.

Kill old turtles and black snakes.

Now he was going to block his last chance of survival.

How could the old dragon not be furious?

This can no longer be called a rebellious son, he is simply a beast.

During the Dragon Palace Dharma Assembly that year, it was worried that Wu Yi would be helpless and bullied on the island, so it specially called Wu Yi to its side in front of all the monsters and gave him one of its natal scales.

The purpose couldn't be more obvious.

It is to announce its identity at the banquet.

did not expect.

After so many years of good intentions, I ended up raising an ungrateful person.

The anger surged.

Almost bursting out.

Sensing the old dragon's almost materialized murderous intent, Wu Yi's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

It is also desperate, that's why it did this.

Wuyi knew very well that once the old dragon really escaped back to the Dragon Palace, with its dragon nature, it would have at least a few hundred years to live, which meant that for the next few hundred years, it would live in fear every day.

Who knows, one day in the middle of the night, an old dragon might sneak onto the island and chop off his head.

Swallow it in one gulp.

Become its blood food.

Even though it was seriously injured and there was no possibility of revenge, Wuyi did not dare to gamble.

After all, there is only a one in a million chance.

It will never recover.

So, seeing that the old dragon was trying to escape right under its nose while Mr. Chen and his group were not paying attention, how could it pretend to turn a blind eye?

If you let the tiger go back to the mountains today, you will die tomorrow.

Therefore, even if it costs half its life, it must keep the old dragon.

As long as he submitted this letter of allegiance, he would have a complete foothold in Mr. Chen's place. With his means, healing his wounds would be a piece of cake by then, and he might even be able to turn a disaster into a blessing.

A low growl.

Wu Yi did not sit still and wait for death.

Instead, he mobilized all the demonic energy in his body.

In an instant, hundreds of tortoise shells all over the body closed one by one, and the head was hidden in the tortoise shell. It looked like it was cast from molten iron, integrated as one, and emitting a cold metallic light.

Bang!
The old dragon was so angry that he didn't care about anything else and raised his big hand to slap it hard.

Only a loud bang was heard.

It was like hitting a large bluestone.

The pitch-black shell cracked inch by inch.

Wuyi curled up into a ball and was almost smashed into the ground. Although it withstood the blow, it was not feeling good either. Its blood was surging all over its body, rushing wildly along its limbs and meridians.

Scarlet blood continued to seep out from the corners of his mouth, ears and nose.

"Die to me!"

He saw that his punch did not kill this ungrateful man.

The old dragon was even more furious.

He raised his front paws and clenched them tightly. The sharp claws were filled with demonic energy, and the terrifying penetrating force was rising rapidly at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Chen...save me!"

See this scene.

Wu Yi's three souls were almost frightened to death.

At most, it is just a big monster, and cannot be compared with the demon king like Lao Jiao who is almost transformed into a dragon.

Can hold on for a while.

It was a lucky escape.

With the next punch, the old dragon made it clear that he was going to kill it. The overwhelming hatred almost made him want to tear it into one hundred and eighty thousand pieces, and then chew and swallow them alive piece by piece.

Now it can save its life.

There is only Mr. Chen!
If I don't ask for help, I will really be smashed into a puddle of mud.

With that casual blow just now, 70% of the tortoise shell was broken. It couldn't even imagine how terrifying a punch from an angry old dragon would be.

"It's Wu Yi!"

"Wu Yi stopped the old dragon!"

"Good boy, it's actually this fierce. I almost misjudged it!"

The movement under the cliff attracted everyone.

Looking at the fighting over there, how could they not understand what was happening?

Although it would be more accurate to say it was a one-sided hammering.

But before that.

Wu Yi did not leave a good impression in their minds.

Evil, cunning, and greedy.

Almost rotten to the core.

Now, at this time, it can take the initiative to stand up and stop the old dragon which is more than ten times stronger than it. This courage alone is worthy of admiration.

"It's really good to be able to fight for your life!"

Chen Yulou released his big hand from Luofu's head, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Simultaneously.

Thoughts connect to spiritual consciousness.

hum!
A buzzing sound suddenly arose out of nowhere, like the slight trembling of wings.

But Yuan Hong, who was standing behind him, seemed to have seen something incredible and his pupils widened.

In the picture reflected deep in his eyes, a long sword slowly flew up from behind its owner as if it had a soul.

"go with!"

"Kill the dragon!"

He did not pay attention to what Yuan Hong was thinking.

Chen Yulou put his fingers together like a sword and drew lightly.

In an instant.

The dragon scale sword was shaking incessantly in the scabbard, like the roar of a dragon and the chirping of a cicada. It suddenly broke free from the scabbard, turned into a stream of light, broke through the void, and instantly appeared above the old dragon's head, slashing down out of thin air!
boom--

The sharp sword energy was like rain, covering the sky and the sun.

The old dragon had just raised its sharp claws, ready to punch the shattered turtle shell beneath it, when it suddenly sensed the sword energy coming towards it, and a hint of horror flashed in its eyes.

No longer caring about Wu Yi.

He changed his formation temporarily and punched hard on the top of his head.

only……

It was a rush, how could one stop the rain of swords?

After finally breaking the few sword energies that were approaching his body, in a flash, more sword energy appeared silently outside his body, easily piercing through its scales and deep into its flesh.

Extreme pain spread throughout the body.

Blood oozes out like a spring.

The old dragon could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a bang.

The Wu Yi creature under him reacted extremely quickly. Before it fell to the ground, it dashed out and barely avoided the attack. Otherwise, with the old dragon's flesh and blood body, it would have been seriously injured by such a blow.

at last.

The sword energy dissipated.

The dragon scale sword clanged and hovered between the old dragon's eyebrows.

The sharp sword light almost pierced into the single eye, and the fierce sword energy made it almost unable to open its eyes.

If it were in the past, how could the overlord of Dongting Lake suffer such a great humiliation?

But at this moment...

The old dragon has completely lost his spirit.

Even the breath is almost gone.

With thousands of swords piercing its heart, it would not be able to withstand it even if it turned into a real dragon. What's more, it had just escaped from a fight with a celestial phoenix.

The fact that he did not die on the spot despite being seriously injured was already due to the amazing physique of the dragon.

Lying on the ground, watching the rain gradually stopping overhead and the dispersing dark clouds, countless images suddenly emerged in Lao Jiao's mind.

Start with an impression.

At that time, it was still weak, and was afraid of being eaten by other monsters as food, and was also afraid of being killed by a passing Taoist priest.

It only dares to hide in a deep mountain forest where few people go.

Hidden in a deep pool.

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Breathing in the essence of the sun and the moon, breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, swallowing the magical herbs in the mountains, and becoming stronger little by little.

Wait until you are a hundred years old.

It finally dared to walk out of the mountains.

We sneaked along the river and met many of our kind along the way.

Some are afraid of its natural dragon bloodline.

Some covet its spirit, flesh, essence and blood, and regard it as a great medicine.

Traveled for a hundred years.

It finally found a place to live again.

That is a big river.

It spans three provinces, five regions and sixteen prefectures and counties.

The giant snake that previously occupied the water palace for cultivation died in its hands. The strong prey on the weak, this is the rule it has understood since birth.

It practiced in seclusion in that river for two hundred years.

Finally he became a great demon.

I got to know more and more monsters.

However, no one dared to covet it anymore, and there was only fear in the eyes when they looked at it.

The old dragon knew that it was because he was strong enough.

So it left again.

After passing through mountains, swamps, rivers and lakes, we finally arrived outside Dongting Lake.

I still remember the first time I saw this vast lake, feeling the overwhelming water vapor, the steam rising from Yunmeng Lake and the waves shaking Yueyang City, all the ambitions engraved in my bones were aroused.

Then it rushed into the water palace without looking back.

It took years.

Conquer all the monsters, big and small.

And it finally took over the Lower Water Palace of Dongting Lake and renamed it Dragon Palace.

It is a natural dragon, and will transform into a water dragon in the future. Its residence is naturally worthy of the name Dragon Palace.

Sitting in Dongting Lake for decades.

The old dragon finally celebrated his 500th birthday.

It was full of ambition and sent out dozens of invitation letters, which were sent like snowflakes to various water palaces in the Hunan and Chu areas. All the powerful monsters with sufficient cultivation were invited.

after that.

In the Dragon Palace of Dongting Lake, there was a bustle that had not been seen in a thousand years.

The only thing that makes it feel pity is.

We were unable to find many scholars like Li Bai and Su Dongpo.

Otherwise, that Dragon Palace ceremony would definitely have left behind a poem that would be passed down through the ages.

At least it should be comparable to Lu Dongbin's Dongting Lake which awakened the sleeping old dragon.

This regret once became a thorn in its side. It even thought that it would make up for the regret no matter what during the thousand-year birthday ceremony.

did not expect……

He didn’t wait for his own millennium birthday party.

What they welcomed was a land sword fairy and a descendant of the Phoenix.

Scenes flashed by like a passing show.

Finally, it stopped on the dark sky above.

I heard that when a person dies, a revolving lantern-like scene will appear, where he or she will look back on his or her past life.

Perhaps right now.

dong dong dong-

Soon, a sound of footsteps was heard, and it seemed to stop beside him. The old dragon turned his head with difficulty and saw Mr. Chen in a green shirt and a sword.

A few hours ago, it was still thinking about taking him back to the Dragon Palace.

After all, this kind of monk.

I wonder how much spiritual energy is hidden in this body of flesh and blood.

It is comparable to the most advanced medicine in the world.

I never thought that now the situation is completely reversed and I will become someone else's medicinal material.

Maybe this is fate.

but……

It really doesn't want to accept this.

It is obvious that only a few decades or a hundred years are left for me to wait for the opportunity to transform into a dragon. When the time comes, I can walk through the water and overcome the tribulation, and naturally I will be able to transform into a real dragon.

Now he is going to die in such a miserable way.

"Senior, if you have any last words or regrets, Chen will definitely do it for you."

Chen Yulou made a casual move.

The dragon scale sword hanging above its head instantly hummed softly, then flew straight back into the scabbard.

It looked at the old dragon calmly.

Hear the words.

Even though the old dragon was extremely unwilling, angry, and in extreme pain, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

In the remaining dragon's eye, several golden threads were fixed.

Chen Yulou was not in a hurry, just waited quietly.

at last.

The old dragon seemed to come back to his senses, and a hoarse voice could be heard.

"May I ask Mr. Chen's name?"

I thought it would curse, show disdain, watch coldly, or close its eyes and wait for death.

Unexpectedly, what the old dragon wanted to ask most before he died was his own identity.

I guess it was because I had previously said that I was a casual cultivator.

It never believed it at all.

"I am Chen Yulou from Xiangyin."

"They have been robbing tombs and stealing gold for generations."

"It was by chance that I started practicing cultivation, so... I didn't lie when I said I was a casual cultivator."

"Xiangyin, Chen family?!"

The old dragon's pupils suddenly widened.

It has been in Dongting Lake for so many years, so it is relatively familiar with the large and small forces around Yueyang City.

But he remembered correctly.

Before they fell asleep, the Chen family was just a bunch of tomb robbers, digging graves with shovels everywhere. Now, a hundred years have passed, and they have produced a sword immortal?
"It seems that Senior knows."

Seeing its expression change, Chen Yulou smiled faintly.

"I wonder if you have any other last words left. If not, I will ask you to leave!"

"and many more……"

The old dragon struggled to raise his hand.

After all, it couldn't let go of the regret in its heart, so it briefly explained it. Although Chen Yulou was a little surprised, he still agreed and said that after it died, he would find a scholar to write a unique epitaph for it.

"By the way, Mr. Chen, I see your sword intention seems familiar."

"Are you a descendant of Mr. Lu Yan?" (End of this chapter)