I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

He craned his neck to see not even half of the body.

One Xiangliu is enough to make Bai Longju feel hopeless, not to mention that behind this thick fog, there are one, two, three, or several others who are as powerful as Xiangliu.

Although not as high as the Nine-Directions Supreme, it is still superior to most of the immortals Bai Longju has seen.

"Leave the guy who can control 'luck' behind, and we will let you leave this forbidden area of ​​the North Sea."

Xiangliu, a nine-headed snake, crouched down with one head, breaking through the thick fog and coming in front of Bailongju.

Just that one green eye pupil was several times larger than that of the white dragon colt.

"Fuck you, I'm the Nine-Directions True Dragon, and you, a hybrid beast, are you worthy enough to negotiate with me?"

It is absolutely impossible to hand over the person.

Although the white dragon colt trembled and its scales stood on end out of instinct, it did not suffer any loss in terms of its mouth.

"I can leave if I want to. You dare to stop me? My boss dared to challenge all the supremes. If you dare to stop me, I will let him kill you and make soup, and then flatten your North Sea."

After talking tough.

The white dragon horse immediately turned around and flew towards the shore again with all its might.

While escaping, he also sprayed out a white dragon flame wall, trying to block Xiangliu's sight.

only.

Just like before, Bailongju still couldn't leave the North Sea.

No matter how fast he flew, no matter how fast he flew, he could never get away from Xiangliu.

"It's really troublesome. Can't you just cut open the belly of the white loach and take it out? Why are you hesitating? Do you think it's the same as before? You've seen how cruel that old man is. Why don't you do it quickly?"

Behind Xiangliu, a dark shadow became restless.

The vines and dead branches intertwined and entangled like a net, instantly binding the white dragon colt tightly from all directions.

Then it transformed into wooden blades and cut open Bai Longju's invulnerable belly piece by piece.

The sticky internal organs and blood flowed down along the long wound.

It's just like slaughtering fish.

The bloody smell brought by the internal organs attracted all the Kun, Peng and Luoluo in the seabed to gather here.

For a moment, the sea became more and more boiling.

Longxuhu never dreamed that the dragon meat that he never got to eat from beginning to end would give the food in his mouth a taste of it first.

the other side.

Bai Longju endured the severe pain and quietly moved the black coffin containing Ying Lou from his abdomen to his throat.

Even if his scales were blown off and his internal organs were crushed by the sharp blade, he never thought of handing Ying Lou over.

"Boy, if I don't take all the good wine from your palace when I return, I will suffer a great loss on this trip."

Bai Longju's voice was trembling.

The dragon manes on both sides of the cheeks, which were originally silky, soft and full of luster, have now become dry and dull, as if they could be torn off with a slight pull.

"Get out of here, everyone!"

The dragon roared loudly, resounding throughout the North Sea and causing huge waves.

The mighty dragon power actually pushed Xiangliu back a hundred meters.

Hu~hu~hu~
Bai Longju took three long breaths, as if he had made some kind of decision, and opened his eyes again.

this moment.

The blazing dragon's eyes were filled with proud flames.

Cluster after cluster of blood-red flames emerged from every inch of the wound on the White Dragon Horse.

A second later,

The red flames turned into scales, whiskers, and fur, covering the entire body and burning the dead branches and vines into ashes.

The scorching heat burned and fused the long wound on the belly.

The polar water in the North Sea below was actually evaporated directly, forming a strange pit on the sea surface.

"I want to leave, who dares to stop me?"

The white dragon colt is full of domineering aura.

Under the eyes of a group of the most powerful filthy fairies, it seemed as if there was no one around.

He turned around and left with a swagger.

But this time, the force that had previously prevented him from moving at all suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

With a slight shake of the dragon's tail, it could reach a distance of thousands miles.

puff~
The white dragon colt suddenly vomited blood while flying.

Although the red flame on his body was powerful, it could not distinguish between friend and foe.

In just a few seconds, every inch of his skin was almost burnt.

What was even more terrifying was that the three flowers on his head were gradually crumbling, and part of the five energies in his body were also dispersed. Even the three corpses that had just been beheaded a few years ago were growing again.

"God damn it, it took me more than a thousand years to regain the immortal throne. Who knows if I can succeed again this time."

In order to save Ying Tower, Bai Longju chose to sacrifice his cultivation and reach the pinnacle, just like he did more than a thousand years ago.

“Finally I saw the coast.”

Seeing the thick land in the distance, Bai Longju's anxious heart finally calmed down.

But then.

Bai Longju only felt that the coast, which was so close at hand, was actually getting farther and farther away.

Turn your head and look back.

Xiangliu's head was opening its mouth wide, sucking the sea water, the strong wind, and the huge Kun and Peng into his stomach.

This mouth is like a bottomless abyss that swallows everything within sight.

"Damn it, you are going too far. Do you really think I am afraid of you?"

Returned to the original place again.

Bai Longju instantly became furious.

The red flames burned more and more vigorously, and the sizzling sound of oil and the burning smell spread all around.

The dragon's mouth opened into a straight line, and the white dragon colt, with red eyes, actually turned around and took the initiative to bite Xiangliu.

Although the aura similar to the supreme halo still exists.

But as Bai Longju fell further and further from the immortal realm, the suppression became lighter.

"Give me your life, and die!"

Bailongju bit Xiangliu's neck with a fierce look.

Even if Chi Yan melted all the dragon teeth, he still refused to let go.

Click~
The three flowers of the White Dragon Horse were shattered, but it also bit off half of the Nine-headed Xiangliu's neck.

"If you dare to hurt me, I will tear your tendons and skin you alive."

This was the first time Xiangliu felt pain since he was banished to the North Sea in the initial period.

Looking at the neck covered with black blood, he instantly became furious.

One of the heads opened its mouth and blew out a gust of evil wind downwards.

This evil wind not only blew away the red flames, but also corroded the body of the white dragon horse.

And it's as sharp as a blade.

In an instant, the white dragon colt was chopped into several pieces.

"Boy, you are really finished now. You actually died at the hands of these monsters. I am not willing to accept this!"

The white dragon colt's body broke into several pieces and sank to the bottom of the sea.

He wanted to shake his dragon's tail again to see if he could leave here, but he could not feel the existence of his lower body at all.

"tired!"

As the last bit of strength left his body, Bai Longju closed his eyes resigned to his fate.

And just at the moment when Bailongju closed his eyes.

Above the North Sea, a ray of light broke through the dark clouds and shot straight down.

It penetrated the sea water as thick as ink, enveloping the white dragon colt and his broken body.

Nuwa descended from the sky.

The supreme halo behind him suppresses all the filth in the North Sea.

Her long black hair covered her naked, white body, leaving only her two slender legs and feet exposed.

But her body is still as petite as ever.

Not to mention Xiangliu, if he stood on the ground, he would probably only be able to reach Ying Lou's chest.

With the Yayu sword in his right hand, he lightly scratched the sea with the tip of the sword, cutting off the retreat of Xiangliu and the other defeated immortals.

There was a loud bang.

The four pillars of heaven are inserted into the North Sea from four directions, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea, calming the rolling waves.

"roll!"

There is no longer the usual playfulness.

At this time, Nuwa had a calm expression, her eyebrows slightly raised, and she looked majestic without being angry.

"This is the North Sea, even if it's you"

Xiangliu mustered up his courage and spoke to the Nuwa who had once frightened all the filthy immortals.

But the words are not finished yet.

The cold light of Yayu's sword flashed, and it cut off his neck that was bitten by Bailongju.

From then on, there was no more nine-headed Xiangliu in the world.

"Don't be afraid. We only lost narrowly back then. Now there is only Nuwa among the Nine Supremes. If we all work together, we may be able to win."

"As long as we can get the Supreme Halo and the guy who can control 'luck', we will be able to return to the Central Desert."

Xiangliu, whose head was chopped off, not only did not retreat, but instead instigated the other defeated immortals to attack together.

The thick fog dissipated.

Zhu Yin, He Luo, Du Yan, Wu Chang, San Sang and Yu Qiang, after thinking for a moment, followed Xiang Liu who was missing a head and rushed towards Nuwa in the sky.

"Humph, not only do you not surrender, you even dare to look me in the face. You're courting death!"

Nuwa was not afraid and started to chop with her sword.

This battle caused the North Sea to be in danger, the water dried up and the rocks crumbled, and the seven defeated immortals were left with broken limbs and barely breathing.

Battles at the highest level are no longer what they used to be.

If Ying Lou was still conscious at this moment, he would know how much weakness the other party had in his battle with Nuwa.

In the fifteenth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang's reign, at the end of the year, there was auspicious snow.

Half of the Qin Dynasty was wrapped in new white clothes.

A whole year has passed since the incident in Beihai.

There is only half a year left before the Buddhist golden cicada loosens the seal on the heavenly palace.

Under the management of Prince Su, Li Si, Luoyang and Feng Jie.

The Great Wall of the Qin Dynasty has connected the Qinling Mountains, Dujiang, Taihang Mountains and Longmen Mountains.

According to Yinglou's requirements, with three years to go before the deadline, only one third of the work remains to be done to connect the last part of Changbai.

However, the large-scale construction projects over the years and the mobilization of large numbers of troops not only made the world mourn and caused scholars and students to spit on the Qin Emperor's tyranny, but also emptied the world's banks, granaries, and the Qin treasury.

If Li Si and Crown Prince Su had not joined hands with the National Chamber of Commerce to formulate a new national policy, the situation would probably not be optimistic.

"Who?"

Suddenly, Ying Lou opened his eyes that had been asleep for a long time.

I felt an itch on my face, as if something was poking me, so I subconsciously reached out to scratch it.

"Nuwa?"

Ying Lou was stunned to see Nuwa lying beside him with a curious look on her face.

When he saw that his hand was grabbing Nuwa's wrist, he immediately let go.

"This is where?"

The bronze bed under Ying Lou was half the size of the Afang Palace.

The layer of white soft cloud covering it was more comfortable than the velvet that was offered as tribute.

"Kunlun, this is my Wa Palace."

Nuwa held her chin with both hands and said with a smile.

"Kunlun?"

Ying Lou stared, and his confused mind gradually became clear.

"Did I fall asleep just now?"

It was the first time in my life that I fell asleep. That feeling was a very normal thing for ordinary people.

But for Ying Lou, who had never fallen asleep, it was like eating a rare treasure.

That hazy, timid and relaxed feeling made him seem to have forgotten everything.

It's like having a ball of cotton stuffed in my head.

Chaotic and soft, my thoughts seemed to be shrouded in a veil, and they slowly came back to me after a long time.

now.

Even Ying Lou's breathing was slightly sweet and refreshing, as if all the foul air in his body was swept away.

"Asleep? I guess."

Nuwa tilted her little head, thought for a moment, and replied.

As the supreme being, she seldom sleeps. From the beginning to now, she has only taken naps for a few hundred years.

Even this, she learned from her "little man".

"Where is Jinchan's body? And where is Baimao?"

Because when Xiangliu and the others appeared, Yinglou had already lost consciousness.

So he didn't know what happened later and why he was in Kunlun.

"I put it away for you."

Nuwa turned her hand and a black coffin appeared on the bed, with Jin Chan lying inside.

"As for the stinky dragon, it is still in the Dragon Transformation Pond. It should be almost recovered by now."

Nuwa stood up, stepped forward with her right leg, crossed the bronze window, and flew out of the Waiwa Palace.

And the long black hair will support the mortal Ying Tower.

In the dark universe.

above the moon.

The uneven surface of the earth, full of deep pits, was glowing with a silvery light.

Dozens of bronze palaces are suspended in the air.

The Queen Wa Palace stands at the highest point.

However, what surprised Ying Lou the most was that in the distance of the silver land, in the dark starry sky, there was a piece of land surrounded by lakes and seas, which was covered by something like clouds and mist.

After a while, the two arrived at the Hualong Pond.

The so-called Dragon Pool is a huge bubble floating in the air.

"I borrowed this from the back of Lingshan Mountain. That old bald donkey has never found it."

Nuwa put her hands on her waist and raised her head and said.

And look in the direction of Nuwa.

Inside the Hualong Pond, the white dragon colt was curled up in a circle, sleeping quietly, with a long scar on its abdomen that was shocking.

The three flowers that were originally broken have now recovered almost to their original state, and the scattered five qi have gathered again. The three corpse worms have melted drop by drop, leaving only the size of a palm.

"What's wrong with him?"

Ying Lou asked.

"Save you!"

"help me?"

Ying Lou frowned slightly, not understanding what Nuwa meant.

After Nuwa told the story of what happened in the North Sea, the white dragon colt in the Dragon Pool also completely recovered.

"Haha, I'm alive again. God won't let me die, haha."

A white light exploded, and the water in the Dragon Pond splashed in all directions, condensing into countless suspended droplets in the air.

And the white dragon colt also regained its human form.

"Boy, when you go back this time, you have to move all the best wine in the palace to my house, otherwise I will never forgive you!"

Looking at the white dragon colt flying towards him with a fierce look on its face, Ying Lou grinned, feeling warm in his heart.

"Don't even mention the palace. I'll give you as much as you want."

Ying Lou took a step forward, put his hands on Bai Longju's shoulders, and said without hesitation.

"Okay, you guys should go back quickly. In half a year, Jiulong Island will appear."

"This time is different from the North Sea. I can't do anything. However, I heard that 'he' seems to be injured."

After Nuwa finished speaking, she raised her hand and waved.

The supreme halo wrapped Ying Lou and Bai Longju, passed through the dark universe, and fell towards the land surrounded by lakes and seas.

The "he" that Nuwa mentioned was naturally the Supreme of Jiulong Island. (End of this chapter)