Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

When Qin Huanyan pierced the head of the peacock spider with a sword, Su Zhuo had two questions in his mind.

Where is the golden dragon in Longhu Cave?

Why did the "leader" who gathered the power and wisdom of countless peacock spiders die with just one sword strike?

But now, the answers appeared in front of Su Zhuo.

The golden dragon that once appeared in the Dragon and Tiger Cave is here, and the reason why the leader of the peacock spider is so fragile to the point of being vulnerable is because the inner alchemy that is related to the life of the monster and its own strength is embedded between the eyebrows of the golden dragon. .

The golden dragon is indeed not directly related to the Zhu family, and it has nothing to do with the peacock spider - that's natural, how could the golden dragon in the demon world, who also has a certain territory and reputation in the demon world, have any relationship with the bottom of the demon world, the opponents? Does the peacock spider, which is useless to the demons, have anything to do with it?That is a great shame to these natural demons!

Su Zhuo and the others slowly backed away.

Can't win!

How to win?Even if this golden dragon is so seriously injured that he does not hesitate to use the inner alchemy of the ants that he dismissed in the past, he is still an absolute strong in the middle of the demon clan and owns a territory!

Not to mention the peacock spider, which is an inferior monster that is remembered because of its specialness, how powerful is a low-level demon?

To put it simply, those who are at the top of the cultivator are the great powers in the late stage of the tribulation, and ten of the late stages of the tribulation that have not yet experienced the baptism of the catastrophe can't match the move of a low-level demon who has acquired a demon.

As a natural demon and a dragon species, the golden war dragon can blow to death a hundred low-level demons in one breath.

Su Zhuo once had countless guesses and conjectures about the golden dragon hiding in the underground palace, but he never thought that the coexistence of the peacock spider was something he had never expected, and it was worse than the worst situation he had imagined. Kind of ten times worse.

——Even if this golden dragon has been seriously injured to the point of relying on insects to survive, it is definitely not something these little mortals can handle!

The golden war dragon exhaled a turbid breath, and a huge whirlwind set off in the whole underground palace. Countless dry peacock spiders flew up, and fell like a black rain curtain, covering the bodies of the three of them.But they didn't dare to move, not even Wan Lushi, who loves cleanliness the most. The terrifying aura completely dominated her body. Even Bai Shuchou and his master had never brought her such terror to the point of almost Breath of collapse.Even if she felt those scalp-numbing insect corpses falling into her body from the gap in her collar, she didn't dare to move at all.

The golden war dragon's right eye was festered, and the wound was so serious that it corroded its right eyelid. The huge dragon eye on the left stared at Su Zhuo and the others, and said, "Hehe, it's just a few bugs. , dare to ruin the king's important business!"

This sentence should correct Su Zhuo's guess. The golden war dragon is indeed using the peacock spider to heal his wounds. This also just explains why Zhu Yulu's life expectancy is close to 40 years old, but Zhu Yulu will die so early—— It is precisely because of this golden battle dragon that after capturing the inner alchemy of the peacock spider, it absorbs it crazily through the contract.

"Huh?" The Golden War Dragon suddenly made a suspicious voice: "This king smelled an unpleasant smell——no, it was two! The Linglong Immortal Venerable of the Immortal World, and..." It suddenly widened and remained intact. In his left eye, the pupil shrank suddenly like a needle and was slender: "There is also the smell of the Blood Tang Demon Emperor...it is the smell of Shangguan Miantang!"

Its huge tail slapped the ground constantly, causing the entire underground palace to tremble. Gravel and gravel fell from the ceiling with the vibrations, and the stone walls almost groaned in pain.The golden war dragon didn't care, it screamed in pain, its claws covered its rotten right eye: "That lingering villain! Even if this king runs here, he can find him!"

The ancient magic skill "Red World Jue" practiced by Shangguan Miantang is the nightmare of all immortals and demons. As the exclusive benefit of the protagonist, it is not only powerful enough to leapfrog the enemy in the early and mid-term, but the toxins and corrosiveness on it are not only Those who also practice "Red World Jue" can hardly be cured, and can only usher in death little by little in despair and pain.

Obviously, the golden war dragon in front of him is one of them, and the burning injury on its right eye is obviously caused by the "Red World Judgment" that only Shangguan Miantang can do.

"This smell, this smell..." Golden Zhanlong fiddled with his head and approached Su Zhuo, his cold eyes fixed on the ants he dismissed in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, who are you from Shangguan Miantang?" ?explain!"

The hurricane brought by the last sound blew the three people who were very close to him upside down. Wan Lushi, who was uncontrollable and the lightest in weight, was even blown up and fell to the base of the wall not far away, and was blown up at the same time. The bugs covered her delicate body, almost burying her whole body in the ground.The distressed appearance of the three of them obviously entertained the Golden Zhanlong, and even the thought of these ants having a relationship with the arrogant Demon Emperor made it even more exciting.It moved its head closer to Su Zhuo, wanting to blow this fragile mortal to the sky and then fall to the ground pitifully, but unexpectedly a golden light flashed, and a golden long sword suddenly appeared in Su Zhuo's hand. The speed is inserted into the jaw of the dragon!

But no matter how fast Su Zhuo is, it belongs to mortals.

In the eyes of the Golden Zhanlong, Su Zhuo's speed was even slower than that of a turtle!

It sneered, and didn't even bother to take precautions.In the next second, the golden long sword was inserted directly into Zhanlong's mouth from the lower jaw like cutting tofu, and the biting coldness instantly shattered Zhanlong's tongue!

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

The severe pain caused the golden war dragon to let out a terrible cry, and the entire underground palace was smashed to pieces by the opponent's huge tail.Su Zhuo took the opportunity to push Zhong Jinnian out. Holding the long sword with condensed spiritual power in his hand, he flexibly avoided the beating of the war dragon. The thin rope made of An Yiyin's hair was tightly tied to the palm of his hand. The connection of swords brings terrible power.With Su Zhuo's urging, the blue spiritual power wrapped his whole body very quickly, quickly recovering his internal organs that were injured by the dragon's roar.When he took a quick glance at Wanlu who was struggling to get up from the worm pile behind him, he quickly walked around the war dragon to keep it away from the entrance.

The powerful resilience of the dragon species allowed him not to be afraid of the wounds caused by Su Zhuo, but An Yiyin's ice spiritual power froze its wounds and could not heal.The golden war dragon who couldn't even speak was furious, it regained its sense slightly, and with a loud roar, it bit Su Zhuo!

Su Zhuo immediately raised his long sword. The powerful spiritual power contained in the water-blue wave light even allowed him to defend against the bites of the golden dragon, but it was only temporary—the opponent was the middle-level man who was the master of the demon realm. Demons, powerful dragon species, no matter how powerful An Yiyin is, it is only his hair after all, it is easy to deal with mortals, and it is not too difficult to deal with monsters, even barely able to fight against low-level demons.But when facing the golden war dragon, even if the opponent is seriously injured, Su Zhuo can only prolong his life by a few breaths.

Soon, the long sword in Su Zhuo's hand was broken by the opponent's fierce attack, and the blue spiritual shield was crumbling.This time, Su Zhuo finally felt the sorrow brought by the power gap, and even angered himself for his carelessness—if not, how could Qin Huanyan be buried under the rubble, and he was about to die here!

He gritted his teeth, no longer caring about the few remaining points, and shouted: "Three Eight, I want to exchange—"

[Please note that Fu Qianwen is a hundred miles away from you. 】

His voice faded away.

Because he saw a white light.

No, no, to be correct, his eyes didn't catch anything, but his soul saw a light like white lightning.

[Please note that Fu Qianwen is a hundred meters away from you. 】

The white light was almost at its peak, and it cut heavily on Zhanlong's tail!The dragon's tail wrapped in strong dragon scales broke instantly, the speed was so fast that even the fast war dragon's tail didn't even have a trace of blood flow out when its tail just broke.Time seemed to stand still, until the owner of the white light stood in front of Su Zhuo, the dragon tail that crashed to the ground spurted out a lot of blood, falling from the sky like a waterfall, quickly drowning the large area on the ground Insect corpse.

Su Zhuo opened his eyes wide and looked at the back in front of him.

This is a man wearing a complicated black robe, he is wearing a black jade crown, and his long and wide sleeves almost drag on the ground.He was tall, his body was invisible in the layered clothes, and he carried a black scabbard almost as tall as him on his back.He held a sword in his hand, and the blade dragged on the ground because it was too long.Although this "long" sword that is as tall as a person is thick and heavy, it is very narrow, almost as wide as an ordinary long sword - it is not so much an overly long epee, but more like a long sword shaped long gun.

【Please note that Fu Qianwen is half a step away from you. 】

Su Zhuo tremblingly said: "Second Senior Brother..."

The body of the man with his back to Su Zhuo paused slightly, he did not turn his head, but raised the long sword in his hand again.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The golden war dragon, who was unable to speak again, felt the severe pain of the severed tail until this time. Since fleeing from the Demon Realm, it has not felt similar pain for a long time.Zhanlong's huge eyes stared at the black-clothed man in front of him in fear. It never even dreamed about why this person appeared here, why this god of war in the fairy world, whom all the demons feared, appeared here. The small mortal continent, this small monster underground palace, stands in front of this ordinary little mortal who can be sprayed to death with a single blow!

But time is not enough for it to think any more, Fu Qianwen's long sword suddenly stabbed at the dragon's head like a long spear, the sharp sword energy whizzed away, the golden war dragon couldn't dodge it subconsciously stretched out its claws, The brilliance cut off the dragon's claw in an instant without stopping, pierced through its jaw twice, and even penetrated the zenith of the underground palace, breaking through the sky with unstoppable force!

The golden war dragon was frightened, frightened, and wanted to beg for mercy.Even in its heyday, it couldn't compare to Fu Qianwen with a few swords, not to mention that it has been tortured by Shangguan Miantang for hundreds of years, and it has fallen to the point where it needs to rely on the inner alchemy of low-level monsters to survive.The huge dragon's body fell heavily to the ground, and the terrible weight overwhelmed the entire underground palace, making it crumbling.It vigorously waved its head and rolled up a whirlwind. This time, it was no longer maliciously teasing mortals who are not even as good as bugs. Instead, it had no tongue and could only use this form to humbly pray for the favor of the Immortal Sword Master. mercy.

Fu Qianwen understood its meaning.Every year he can see many demons kneeling in front of him begging for his mercy, just like this demon dragon.And what Fu Qianwen did was to raise his hand and swing a sword at the moment when the opponent was about to run for his life.

That's extreme speed.

The terrifying sword light flashed in Su Zhuo's mind, and the golden war dragon who had just got up suddenly stopped in mid-air.In the next second, a bloodstain appeared from the center of its head, followed by bright red drops of blood gushing out, and flowing faster and faster, faster and faster as time went on!Suddenly, a blood arrow sprayed out from the forehead inlaid with the inner alchemy of the peacock spider leader, just like a signal. With the flying blood, the golden war dragon suddenly split in two from the middle, and the stone wall of the main hall It was completely dyed red in an instant, and the huge amount of blood water that fell from the sky rolled endlessly in the main hall as the corpse of the war dragon fell like waves, rolling the bodies of countless peacock spiders and flowing to all directions of the underground palace.

From the beginning to the end, Su Zhuo's feet were clean and there was nothing.

Lying on the ground, Wan Lu, who was paralyzed all over, accidentally swallowed two mouthfuls of dragon's blood, and coughed in disgust.

The girl's cough awakened Su Zhuo and the two of them. Fu Qianwen turned around to look at Su Zhuo first - his face was very handsome, by the standards of mortals.But in the fairy world where the beauties are like clouds, although such a face is not ugly, it is also so ordinary that there is nothing to show for it. The only distinctive features are the handsome eyebrows that fly into the temples and the sharp-edged outline.

But at this time, the silver mask on Su Zhuo's familiar face completely covered the right half of his face, adding a bit of weirdness to this powerful immortal.

Fu Qianwen moved his lips, and said slowly: "Your Majesty—"

Su Zhuo took the first step and said: "Hurry up and save Huanyan!"

Fu Qianwen: "..."