I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

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North Pole, inside the Bronze Hall of the Nibelungen.

Lu Mingze was pierced by iron chains, looked up at Lu Mingfei silently: "Brother, devour me, we will be whole again."

Without saying a word, Lu Mingfei raised his hand and turned his wrist, and Han Bafang's "arrogance" emerged in his palm, and the blood-red sword light illuminated the dim hall.

"Ding-"

Dozens of gold and iron humming sounded one after another, and because the interval was too short, they almost merged into one sound.

Hanging down from the top of the deep hall, the bronze chains that penetrated Lu Mingze's body were all broken, and dangled down.

"Brother?" Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei with puzzled eyes.

"What are you talking about like a madman's diary? Are we African cannibal brothers who love each other?" Lu Mingfei complained, "Besides, I don't feel that I am incomplete. I am not Zhao Gao."

He withdrew his long sword and stretched out his hand to Lu Mingze who was kneeling on the ground: "Let's go, let's go home."

Lu Mingze stretched out his hand and held Lu Mingfei's palm, he pulled him up from the ground, staggered and fell forward, was supported by Lu Mingfei, and carried him on his back.

Lu Mingfei carried Lu Mingze on his back, and walked out step by step along the passage illuminated by candlelight. The gap at the entrance of the bronze hall in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, and there was a faint sound of pattering rain outside. Everything outside the hall is like a lake in mist and rain.

Stepping out of the door of the bronze hall and standing on the top of the high steps, Lu Mingfei stopped suddenly, letting the rain pour on himself and Lu Mingze, and turned to look at the boy behind him.

"Is power and power more important to you than anything else?" Lu Mingfei asked softly.

"Brother, don't you understand that there can only be one king in this world, and the rest are rebels." Lu Mingze showed a sad expression, his eyes were dazzling like the sun.

A bone spur pierced into Lu Mingfei's body from the back of the heart, protruding from his chest half a foot long, with a dark light condensing on the surface.

The blood-red cold light suddenly lit up, brightly illuminating the whole world, the rain all over the sky turned into blood-like threads in this sword light, and the solemn and solemn bronze hall was even more tragic.

Lu Mingze's figure floated far back, melting into the rain curtain, a long and narrow wound opened on his chest, traces of blood flowed down his pale skin, and was quickly washed away by the rain.

Lu Mingfei turned around, but the blood hole in his chest hadn't healed, and strands of blood were also washed down by the rain.

In front of the hall, the two brothers looked at each other, no one spoke, only the two pairs of golden boys were more dazzling in the rain.

Lu Mingze opened his palm, and the bronze hall trembled violently in the rain. The surface fluctuated violently like a liquid. Finally, the liquid gathered towards his palm like a swimming dragon. The whole bronze hall disappeared, only a bare foundation stood upright. , Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze seemed to be standing on a ring made of bronze.

The entire bronze hall condensed into the weapon in Lu Mingze's hands, a ferocious and wild bronze murder weapon that looked like a knife or a sword.

Lu Mingfei watched this scene quietly, and didn't intend to stop it, until Lu Mingze held the formed murder weapon and pointed at him obliquely.

The roar of the dragon resounded through the sky, forming a gust of wind and blowing away the rain. Both Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze were covered in thick black scales, and the dragon wings behind them raged!

The two black lines rushed towards each other at the same time. Their speed was so fast that the air flow had no time to change. It was not until the moment when Han Bafang and the bronze weapon collided and stopped, that the trajectory behind them erupted into thunderous air turbulence. But in the next moment, the turbulent flow of air was dispelled by the huge impact force formed by the confrontation of weapons.

Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze's feet were shaken by the impact to create a huge pothole. In the next moment, their figures disappeared out of thin air, and appeared again in the form of confrontation in another place not far away. The impact dispelled the turbulent air, Leaves spherical dimples in the bronze ground.

This kind of primitive and pure fighting keeps repeating. Every time their figures flicker, they will leave a huge spherical pit on the bronze plane. Every second, they will experience thousands of confrontations. In just a few seconds, This huge bronze platform tens of meters above the ground was torn apart abruptly, and it was as if a world-ending storm had blown in the Nibelungen.

At some point, the world-destroying storm stopped, and two bruised figures stood on the ruined wall. Most of the black scales on their bodies had fallen off, revealing the flesh and blood of Mohu that was repairing itself. The wounds pierced through their bodies were countless.

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The bronze weapon in Lu Mingze's hand was almost shattered, only some kind of strange force was still maintaining its shape. He raised the weapon in his hand high and rushed forward. The bronze weapon moved towards Lu Mingfei fell down.

The blood-red sword light sprinted straight forward, Lu Mingfei completely gave up defense, the sword light pointed directly at Lu Mingze's heart, turning a blind eye to the bronze weapon that fell from above his head, the world seemed to turn gray and white at this moment, and completely stopped, There were only two black silhouettes waving weapons at each other in a gesture of killing each other.

The tip of the sword silently pierced Lu Mingze's heart, and the blood-colored sword light rushed along every blood vessel, urging all the organs along the way, completely erasing the vitality from this body.

Bronze fragments fell down one after another, colliding with the bronze ruins under his feet, making a clear trembling sound—just before the collision, he released the power to maintain the weapon form.

The scales fell off Lu Mingze's body, revealing his pale and almost transparent body, he grinned at Lu Mingfei: "Brother."

"You did it on purpose?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Hehe...Did I trick you?" The breath of life on Lu Mingze's body passed away like a bank bursting, and the bleakness of Jin Jintong seemed to be extinguished at any time, but he was still smiling.

With the disappearance of Lu Mingze's vitality, some kind of supreme authority flowed into Lu Mingfei's body, complementing his incomplete laws.

"No." Lu Mingfei said suddenly, pulled out his arrogance, took a step forward, and pointed his sword at Lu Mingze's forehead.

Huang Zhong's voice resounded from Lu Mingfei's body. The injuries on his body healed as if time had flown back. All the aura he exuded were restrained and rounded as one wished. The gods naturally meet and flow, turning into a glass-like pill in the ancestral aperture.

The fifth realm of Taoist cultivation - forming alchemy.

After advancing to the Alchemy Realm, mana, qi and blood, and soul merged into a brand new power—true yuan. The mighty and majestic true yuan was burned like new firewood, and the top supernatural powers among the sects took shape at Lu Mingfei's fingertips .

The awe-inspiring power is condensed in Lu Mingze's body, and the completely destroyed body suddenly stagnates the loss of vitality. The vitality is born out of thin air in this body that should have died, and it will be reversed from life to death in a posture that violates the basic laws.

Thirty-six supernatural powers of Tiangang—Back to life!

Lu Mingze's eyes widened in disbelief, until his body recovered to the point where he was beyond the border of death, Lu Mingfei slowly withdrew his fingers and let out a long breath—even for a genius like him, releasing a breath in the alchemy state Even if the top Tiangang supernatural power in the sect just rescues a person who has not yet died, the burden is extremely huge.

Because the death process was forcibly terminated, the process of authority flowing into Lu Mingfei's body was also interrupted, but the part of authority that had already flowed into his body did not return to Lu Mingze.

With a flick of his wrist, he retracted his arrogance, Lu Mingfei sneered, took out a bundle of rope from somewhere, and squinted his eyes at Lu Mingze.

Cold sweat oozed out of Lu Mingze's forehead all of a sudden: "Brother...brother, what are you doing?"

…

over the North Pole.

Lu Mingfei flew in the direction of Odini Bolongen, holding a hanging rope in his hand, and a little boy was **** at the end of the rope.

"Brother, brother, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time, please let me down!" Lu Mingze raised his head and tried to show a flattering smile.

Although the resurrection saved his life, it didn't restore his physical condition, so that now he doesn't even have the strength to break free from an ordinary rope.

"Heh..." Lu Mingfei sneered and ignored Lu Mingze.

After a while, Lu Mingfei's flying speed gradually slowed down. He lowered his head and stared at the snowy forest below. There was a large area in the center of the snowy forest. In the center of this area stood a magnificent palace.

"Odin's Nibelungen... coincides with reality?!" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

He had never seen or heard of such a situation.

Outside the Golden Palace, Odin, Old Tang, Caesar, and Xia Mi were all standing in a line on the snow at the entrance of the palace.

With a cautious attitude, Lu Mingfei descended from mid-air and landed opposite to Odin.

"You're back." Odin looked at Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze who was **** with a rope and thrown on the snow, "Father."

Old Tang and Xia Mi stared wide-eyed, and Caesar, who somehow had an extra grandfather, fell into deeper confusion.

"What kind of tricks are you playing?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Lord Dragon Lord wants to see you." Odin turned around and knelt down on one knee towards his golden palace, as if he was not at all worried that Lu Mingfei would sneak attack him.

Lu Mingfei was about to draw out the sword of arrogant backstab Odin, but suddenly felt a force rising from the golden palace.

A power that is so divine and holy that it overwhelms the heavens and is comparable to the ancient gods in the world of cultivating immortals.

The phantom of red gold rises like a pillar of heaven. The phantom originated from the Golden Palace, but it is so huge that it covers half of the North Pole. The sky is bigger than everything in nature, and the earth is just a bigger ball in front of it.

After an unknown period of time, that slender, illusory body surrounded the entire earth—to be precise, it circled several times around the outer layer of the earth, like a space wall that engulfed the entire earth. Humans on the surface could not even raise their heads. Looking at the whole picture, only the red gold covering the sky can be seen.

dragon!

Different from the western dragon shape of the dragon family in this world, what surrounds the whole earth at this moment is a red gold nine-clawed dragon that is almost identical to the description in Chinese mythology!

Shenlong, who is enough to treat the entire Arctic Ocean as a teacup, lowered his head ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ overlooking the small land below in space, and his eyes fell on Lu Mingfei and several other people.

Odin maintained a half-kneeling posture, Xia Mi and Old Tang were weak and almost knelt down, Caesar raised his head, his face was dull, it seemed that his brain crashed due to receiving too much information at a high frequency .

"Brother," Lu Mingze, who was **** with a rope and squirmed on the snow, raised his head with difficulty, and asked Lu Mingfei in a low voice, "Can you handle it?"

Lu Mingfei: ...

If he is not mistaken, the existence of the stalwart in front of him should be recorded in the heavenly scriptures. In the age of ancient mythology, in the doomsday when the gods and gods were fighting and the people were in dire straits, based on themselves, they created the law of human beings transforming into dragons to protect the entire mortal world. Then use up the power of the lamp to dry up and sit down.

It's just... isn't he already dead? How would it appear here?

PS: For "The First Dragon in the World of Immortal Cultivation" in this chapter, please refer to Chapter 61 of this book [The Birth of the Dragon]