The god of death, who held Xiao Diao hostage, retreated repeatedly, and Zhu Yuanlong approached step by step.

"If you dare to take a step forward, the little holy dragon will be dead." The trembling voice of death could not hide the fear in his heart. The knife in his hand tightened, and a trace of blood from the dragon's neck poured out from the blade.

Zhu Yuanlong stopped and said, "Let go of the little dragon..." The cold words were like an ice cone piercing into the heart of every god of death.

"Leave the God-Devouring Sword and exchange for the little holy dragon's life." The god of death said.

Looking at the unconscious little dragon, I didn't know what to do.

Zhu Yuanlong raised his right hand, and the God-Devouring Sword left a black light in the air like black left, and inserted into the rock below and only exposed the knife handle.

The God of Death pushed out with his palm, and the little dragon flew towards Zhu Yuanlong like a sixth arrow. Zhu Yuanlong caught the little dragon in the air like a phantom, and had no time to detect the life and death of the little dragon.

Suddenly, a roar came from below: "Kill him and let him escape from endless troubles. Now he does not have the God-Devouring Sword in his hand, and his left hand is ruined again."

Once this was said, all the swords in the hands of the God of Death pointed at Zhu Yuanlong again. Several powerful God of Death were secretly setting up the God of Death Seal. At this moment, Zhu Yuanlong was already at the end of his strength, and he had no power to fight against so many God of Death attacks.

Putting the little dragon into the ring space, clenching his right fist with his right hand suddenly rolled in the destructive demonic energy, and the whole body of true energy was injected into his right hand. Zhu Yuanlong rushed forward and burst out a huge fist shadow, like a scattered force, rolling out towards the God of Death.

The powerful fist energy opened a bloody road. Zhu Yuanlong took this opportunity to step on the "Instant Shadow is Close to the World" and turned into a afterimage and flew towards the sky.

How could the God of Death in the back allow him to leave like this and follow him closely.

I don’t know how long I have been flying, but I only know how to fly all the way to the place I made an appointment with Xiao Diao.

The scene in front of him became blurry and his body became heavier. Zhu Yuanlong didn't know how long he had flew in the air, but he knew that the god of death running behind him had no shadow. He could no longer support his scarred body, so Zhu Yuanlong led his way down from mid-air.

Smashed heavily on the ground.

"Wow..." Zhu Yuanlong couldn't help but vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Boss..." A black shadow popped out from the depths of the forest and appeared in front of Zhu Yuanlong. It was such a little sable.

"Boss, why are you so seriously injured? Don't move. I'll find someone to help you..." Xiao Diao said hurriedly.

"Don't worry about me, look at the little dragon first." Zhu Yuanlong carried Xiaolong out of the ring space. At this moment, Xiaolong showed no sign of his life.

"Little Dragon..." Little Miao's voice was filled with grief.

"Hurry up and take Xiaolong to the Tomb of the Magic God to find the old senior and ask him to save Xiaolong." Zhu Yuanlong said.

"But you, boss..."

"I'm fine, go quickly, the god of death will find this place soon."

"Boss..."

"Stop being slow, Xiaolong's life is in danger"

"Then please take care of yourself, I will send Xiaolong to the Magic God Tomb to come back to find you soon."

"Yeah, go"

Little Diao carried the little dragon on his back and flew towards the direction of the Magic God Tomb. Seeing Little Diao leaving, Zhu Yuanlong sighed. He had recovered from his original state at this moment and could no longer hold back his injury and explode.

The human body could not withstand such powerful explosive power. Zhu Yuanlong's body had already praised it by using the moves of the Immortal Devouring Heavenly Book and the moves of destroying the ancient demons. However, after being demonized, he supported it with a thought of saving Xiaolong.

Zhu Yuanlong's bones shattered inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by blood, and blood slowly penetrated out like a blood man.

As night falls, the night sky in the forest appears particularly quiet. The moonlight shines on the ground through the leaves, on Zhu Yuanlong's body. Zhu Yuanlong lies silently on the ground like a dead body, like mud.

The white glow was like a layer of veil on Zhu Yuanlong's body. From time to time, the cries of grasshoppers and a few beast roars came from the forest. However, this sound made the forest more silent.

I don’t know how long it took, a green light came out from Zhu Yuanlong’s body, like a green seedling in the Jedi. The green light grew bigger and bigger and gradually covered Zhu Yuanlong’s body, spreading quietly in the night light.

All things in the world, yin and yang are reciprocating, and there is no eternal prosperity. Life always sprouts in death. Hope reappears in despair and begins a new vitality, rather than resisting in darkness.

The essence of heaven and earth penetrates into the top and penetrates into the body. Endless spiritual energy blends into Zhu Yuanlong's body. Then his body shook violently, and it actually emits rumble and thunder, bursting out a brilliant light.

Zhu Yuanlong's body began to slowly crack, the night light disappeared, the morning glow was gorgeous, full of vitality, the sun was fierce, the peak was extremely prosperous, the sunset was late and the decay was over, and this was a cycle of reincarnation.

Zhu Yuanlong crawled out of his old body like a broken body, his joints were ringing, his bones were shaking violently, and the broken arm bones actually continued together, growing in the dazzling light, repairing, and finally getting intact as before, his skin was crystal clear as jade, flashing with clouds.

Zhu Yuanlong seemed to be reborn as if he was fire, and his seriously injured body was intact in an instant. He completed a transformation in the battle of life and death!

An extremely powerful force surged in the body, like a rolling Yangtze River, like a surging river, and trying to erupt, every inch of skin contained extremely terrifying energy. The body was like a divine iron that had been tempered for thousands of times, or like a vast sea, containing endless essences of heaven and earth, shining with light.

"ah…"

With a roar, the sound rolled like thunder in the sky, and the vast wave of energy flowed around, like a strong wind, rolling up dead leaves and floating. Zhu Yuanlong slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes.

Zhu Yuanlong was like having a long dream. Now that he woke up, his exhausted body was full of strength, dozens of times stronger than before.

Just when Zhu Yuanlong was confused, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid searches not far from the forest. Zhu Yuanlong jumped gently to hide in the tree canopy.

Under the morning glow, five or six people were wearing black cloud robes and holding swords and searching. Seeing the god of death Zhu Yuanlong’s heart turbulent anger, his five fingers gathered together to activate the move of the Immortal Devouring Heavenly Book.

Devour the sky, the sword breaks through the sky!

The palm turned into the earth's sword energy, like the rolling Yangtze River, or like the surging river, turning into a clear stream, flowing in Zhu Yuanlong's body. As his mind moved, the light of the broken sword flashed and appeared in his hands.

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A flash of light. The broken knife penetrated into Zhu Yuanlong's left palm and gently waved his left arm. A dazzling sword light slashed out diagonally, making a whimpering sound, and the knife energy gushed away endlessly. It formed a dark red snow-lit curtain, with its power unstoppable. It directly cut off the rain curtain between heaven and earth!

Zhu Yuanlong's figure was like a lightning flash. A cold light flashed by a god of death and was split into two. After a while, he fell slowly. Several gods of death heard the sound and turned their heads, they only felt the cold light flashing in front of them. Suddenly, a few heads were thrown into the air. Blood sprinkled into the air like a fountain from the broken neck, and landed like blood rain, floating in the forest.

Zhu Yuanlong's speed was as fast as a ghost in the forest, which made several death gods panic. The people in front of him were more like death gods, with the speed and ruthlessness that made the rest of the death gods despair.

In a blink of an eye, only two of the six gods of death were left, and they retreated repeatedly, and cold sweat appeared on their heads, and their eyes were filled with panic.

"Let's go..." A god of death whispered, and the two turned into two shadows and flew towards the direction of the capital of the god of death.

"I want to leave..." Zhu Yuanlong's right hand used his finger to replace the sword, and two sword waves popped out. The two sword waves cut through the void and shot towards the two gods of death.

Bang bang

Accompanied by two sounds, the two figures exploded and turned into two blood mists in the air, and their bodies turned into ashes and drifted in the air.

Zhu Yuanlong did not stop his steps and flew straight toward the capital of Death.
Chapter completed!