The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　At the same time, Han Bing climbed up the broken incense burner and repaired it inch by inch.

　Vivian waved her claws, and the Suanni rode on the incense burner and suddenly rushed into the sky, making the situation four against two.

　Jiuzi was no match for Vivian, especially when she projected the Dark Moon Dragon onto herself.

　Although her projection state could not last too long, it was enough for her to deal with these dragon kings.

　Whenever a dragon dies, Vivian transforms him into a member of the Pale Army, making them one of the main forces heading towards Mortiheim.

　But Vivian couldn't figure out one thing - didn't the Court of Redemption know that the Dragon King was no match for her? Since they had already infiltrated Yan Xia so long ago, why did they choose this time to let the Dragon King come all the way?

　out?

　But no matter what, since these Dragon Kings have become potential members of the Court of Salvation, they must die if they do not cooperate.

　Not to mention that they have just clearly expressed their intention to defect to the Court of Redemption.

　Thinking of this, Vivian felt less guilty.

　Just as the Nine Sons advocate, the logic of the dragon is plunder and struggle.

　Then they should accept their own fate.

　""

　Sensing that her spirit was about to reach its projection limit, Vivian raised her head and looked at the battlefield above the sky.

　This farce is almost over.

　At this time, Pulao was flexibly moving between the huge iron chains, spraying venom at the four pale sons from time to time.

　His movements became slower and slower. He could barely hold on in the original two-on-two situation, but now it was four on two and he was exhausted just from dodging, let alone fighting back.

　Pulao's eyes were filled with fear. He had held on until now, but he didn't expect that he would be killed by a junior.

　"The remnants of Ice Flame!"

　Pulao roared and kicked the chain under his feet hard, sending the chain flying towards the oncoming Chaos Wind.

　"boom!"

　Chao Feng was knocked down by the chains and fell into the clouds. At the same time, Suanni came over with an incense burner, and the icy mist from the burner sprayed towards Pulao.

　"call----"

　Pulao originally thought that the ice fog posed no threat, so he planned to go straight for it and give Suanni a good blow.

　But in the icy mist, a pair of ice-blue eyes suddenly opened.

　"boom"

　Vivian soared out from the icy mist, her claws tightly grasping Pulao's head.

　"Any last words?" Vivian asked.

　"and many more--"

　"Pfft!"

　The head exploded, and another dragon son gradually turned pale under the condensed ice crystals.

　Vivian turned in mid-air and turned to look at the last dragon son, the source of all the chains.

　Overlord.

　The Heavenly Chain was separated from the tortoise shell on his back. It was as hard as a rock, but it also made him lose his original flexibility.

　Ba Xia hung in the air, looking at his five brothers and sisters surrounding the pale long dragon, his eyes full of sadness.

　"Senior, it's your turn." Vivian said solemnly.

　"Will the Nine Sons finally perish at the hands of a younger generation?" The golden light in Ba Xia's pupils dimmed a little. "Well, the waves behind push the waves ahead."

　"You made the wrong bet," Han Bing climbed onto Vivian's dragon claws, "We could have been on the same front."

　"No, you don't understand, girl."

　Ba Xia shook his huge head:

　"You have never truly witnessed the terror of the Supreme Chord, have you? The power of fate can overturn everything that has been predetermined."

　“Only then can we judge who made the wrong bet.”

　"Besides... you underestimated the enemy. We had already anticipated today's outcome, so..."

　Ba Xia raised his head:

　"...Ya Zi has already gone to Junshan. He must be thirsty for revenge, right?"

　""

　As soon as these words were spoken, Vivian's eyes became fierce.

　Ya Zi, he was badly injured in the Battle of Skeleton Gate, and now he still has the strength to steal the house?

　This information was almost immediately transmitted to Erlum through the mark. At the same time, Vivian's huge body was wrapped in ice flames and shrank into human form.

　She held Jun Zhijian in one hand and Black Shura in the other, staring directly at Baxia:

　"Then hurry up."

　The ice climbs up to your advice.

　"I'm in a hurry."

　"boom----"

　A sonic boom sounded, and the arc of light in Vivian's hand slashed towards Ba Xia's dragon head.

　Ba Xia instantly retracted into its shell, and rock spikes grew out of its skin.

　"clang!"

　The black ice exploded, but was completely blocked by the hard turtle shell.

　And Vivian had anticipated this moment.

　The sword blade deflected, and Black Shura pierced into the small spatial cracks that were pried open by the black ice, and suddenly splashed upwards -

　"boom----"

　Black flames burst out, and a long cut was pried open in Ba Xia's turtle shell.

　He screamed and wailed, while Vivian used both hands to pry open the two sides of the crack and violently tore it apart.

　"Zizzizi..."

　Ba Xia wanted to struggle, but at this moment, Suanni and Fuxi simultaneously grabbed his two front legs, while Chaofeng and Suanni pulled the two Heavenly Chains and, together with Vivian, exerted force on both sides.

　"Zizizizi...Crack..."

　Inch by inch, cracks spread across Baxia's shell, becoming more numerous and finer...

　Then suddenly collapsed -

　"Snapped!"

　"boom----"

　The flesh and turtle shell exploded together, revealing Ba Xia's bright red body without reservation.

　Vivian raised both swords high above her head, then thrust them forward together—

　"Bah!!!"

　The ice flame spread along the cracks and quickly crawled all over Ba Xia's body, freezing every inch of its flesh.

　His golden pupils gradually lost their luster, and soon, an ice-blue halo lit up inside them.

　The pale black ice climbed up its body, refilling its shell, and then condensed into ice spikes on it.

　At this point, six of the nine sons became Vivian's puppets.

　They hung below Vivian, gazing up at the king, their icy blue eyes filled with only resignation.

　Looking down at the monarch and his ministers below, Vivian spoke majestically:

　"Go hunt down your clan, kill them all, and transform them into my puppets."

　"Then, return to Junshan."

　After saying that, she turned around and chopped

　Sword, ice-blue cracks opened up, leading to Junshan.

　Stepping into the huge palace, the first thing Vivian saw was the huge body of Ya Zi lying on the ground.

　He looked at Vivian who walked out of the crack with his dying breath, the light in his golden eyes flickering.

　"...Ice...Dragon..."

　Beside Ya Zi, Qiu Niu, dressed in a yellow robe, was playing a stringed harp. The sound of the strings was fresh and elegant, like the sound of flowing water in the mountains.

　"Turn him into your puppet," Qiuniu played calmly, "This is the end."

　Vivian glanced at Qiuniu and then walked up to Yazi.

　A light of fear finally flickered in Ya Zi's eyes. As he watched the Jun Zhi Jian in Wei Wei's hand gradually condense into black ice, he trembled and said:

　"...No! Don't—"

　"Pfft!"

　The sharp sword pierced his head, and the black ice exploded, instantly opening a big hole in his skull.

　The ice flame burned into the hole, quickly washing over Jiaozi's body and covering it with a layer of white frost.

　Gradually, his signs of decline disappeared.

　Ya Zi stood up again, his ice-blue eyes gazing at Vivian respectfully, like a beast submitting to its king.

　"All your brothers and sisters are dead," Vivian said.

　"Yes, the chaos in Yanxia Jiuzhou can finally come to an end."

　Qiuniu said happily:

　"A great wall will also be built to withstand the cold wave."

　"So, now you are the one controlling Yan Xia?"

　Vivian stared at Qiuniu's golden eyes, her gaze gradually becoming fierce.

　She didn't expect that Ya Zi was killed by Qiu Niu himself. Although she knew that Qiu Niu was a thorough dragon, she didn't expect it to be so thorough.

　He killed his relatives without mercy.

　Facing Vivian's questioning, Qiuniu simply plucked the strings lightly and said:

　"Dragon-born Qiuniu loves music, so how can he be called a master?"

　"In the Nine Sons' Rebellion, apart from my brothers and sisters, there were no true losers. Renyantang regained stability after Cheng Haihua's death. You obtained the army heading to the northern border. I no longer need to always interfere with worldly affairs. I can finally go to the mountains and rivers to relax for a while, and even..."

　Qiuniu's eyes slightly raised:

　"...Even the Most High got what she wanted."

　"Cain?" Vivian frowned.

　"The Court of Redemption has been messing around in Yanxia's land. I never liked it, as it polluted the beautiful mountains and rivers. Now, they won't come again because they've harvested what they wanted."

　"That's... fate."

　As Qiuniu said this, he played the string instrument and his body disappeared in a burst of golden light.

　As the halo dissipated, the lingering sound lingered:

　"My Familia have already rushed to the Citadel. They will all follow you."

　"Good luck, descendant of the ice dragon."

　""

　Looking at the place where Qiuniu disappeared, Vivian did nothing for a while.

　Then, she nodded to Erlum who had rushed back and said:

　"Keep an eye on Xiaolong."