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The howling wind suddenly stagnated, the turbulent dark clouds remained still, and all the sounds in the world seemed to disappear, falling into silence.

Horse head, snake body, fish scales, lion mane, eagle claws.

The cyan dragon slowly poked its head out from the clouds, opened its bloody mouth, and after a few breaths, a gust of wind and rain mixed with a fishy smell blew again, and everyone heard the long dragon's roar and its own severe tinnitus belatedly. .

clang!

The dragon's claw swung down in the air and went straight to the Zichen Palace.

Forbidden to bloom brightly, and try to support it, but it still inevitably cracks the gaps, and it gradually shatters like a glass vessel.

Escort the prince to go first!

Yan Lin roared loudly, and was about to drag Li Si to the back of the main hall.

Li Si was not dragged, but still stood in place. At this time, it was too late to escape, the cyan dragon claw dug through the restriction, took advantage of the trend, and pushed the dome of the palace away.

Even if he could leave, the rest of the princes and princesses would not be able to escape.

There is only one path left.

With his left hand, Li Si picked up a piece of black jade tied to his belt, and with his right hand, he pulled out a gold-encrusted jade dagger, and stabbed it fiercely at the jade pendant.

Hum——

The moment the dagger pointed across the jade pendant, a force burst out from the black jade, turning into a breeze and sweeping across the entire hall.

boom!

Accompanied by a loud bang, the dragon claw was bounced high and fell back into the dark clouds. The pain-eating dragon's roar also came from the pitch-black sky.

Li Si stood upright, with the black jade in his hand constantly urging a light breeze.

familiar breath. The breath from Lian Xuanxiao.

Yan Lin was stunned for a while, then realized immediately. This jade pendant was obviously a bequest from the head of the mountain, and was left to the prince by Emperor Yu as the last means of self-defense during his departure from Beijing.

Lian Xuanxiao?.

Gong Jinghao's face was distorted, The old ghost who can't die anymore is still haunted!

Ahem——

Ji Xuezhen coughed violently, the piece of blue tile, or dragon scale, in his hand had already been completely annihilated.

He immediately stretched out his hand to press the broken left shoulder, a large number of mind threads flew out from his sleeve, pierced into the shoulder section, tied the blood vessels very roughly, and forcibly stopped the blood flow.

Going up to the abyss, there is no direction vertically and horizontally, and the side is Linyuan.

With a pale face, Ji Xuezhen stared at the lingering breeze, and said quietly: In the entire Yu Kingdom, I am afraid that there is no monk who can break through the protection of the jade pendant? No wonder you are confident, Prince.

However, this jade pendant must have its limitations. Either the time is limited or the scope is limited, otherwise you would have taken people to investigate the situation in the imperial city and try to restore the Chang'an ban.

Holding Mo Yu in his hand, Li Si kept calculating the strength comparison between the two sides without saying a word.

And the truth of the study is right, the jade pendant left by the head of the mountain lasts for about two quarters of an hour, during which time it can eliminate all psychic devices, talismans, sword intents, and even indescribable evil curses directed at the bearer.

All attacks under the Abyss Realm cannot penetrate Moyu's protection.

If at this moment, Li Si handed over the jade pendant to He Siping, or Ren Jiao and Pei Jing, would the latter be able to kill Gong Jinghao, Ji Xuezhen and others first, and even slay the dragon.

It's not right.

He Siping on the side stared at the blue dragon, suddenly his face changed slightly, and he reminded him.

Not only He Siping, Pei Jing and others also noticed something strange.

The antlers on the top of Canglong's head continued to grow, turning black in color, dripping rancid sewage, and the mane on the dragon's back also began to emit the same light dust as the followers of Haotian on the ground.

'A horn is called a dragon, and a horn is not called a qiu. The size of the dragon's horn symbolizes the longevity of the dragon. It grows three feet every hundred years, and it is impossible to grow out of thin air. '

Existence is reasonable. Pei Jing didn't worry about why the dragons that were long thought to be extinct would reappear. She just recalled the various materials she had read to complete the thesis on beasts in the academy, and thought of a possibility.

Unless, like those followers of Haotian, it has swallowed the water of the deep spring, and at the cost of burning the soul, it has overdrawn its potential.

Those mortal believers who have not studied in the academy for a day and have Haotian classics in their brains can temporarily have the ability to compete with monks under the inspiration of Zhanquan.

What will a dragon that walks in the world turn into after drinking the Zhan spring water?

Eight Movement, Yi Chou, Ding Wei, Jia Zi.

Ji Xuezhen quickly said a series of birthday characters composed of Ganzhi calendar, raised his single arm high, and opened his palm wide, Please look back, Dragon Lord, to break the death qi.

Hearing the howling of the old man, the blue dragon suddenly turned its head back, looking somewhere in the square with its pitch-black eyes.

Ren Jiao, who was busy beheading the disciples of Haotian and had no time for him, raised his head subconsciously, facing the eyes of God Dragon.

Swish——

A line of blood appeared on Ren Qiao's neck out of thin air, and leaked out from the back of his neck.

Ren Jiao's eyes were full of bewilderment, and he didn't know what happened. His head, mixed with blood and sweat, fell from his neck and hit the ground.

That string of text was his birthday.

Gengzi, Jichou, Guiwei, Jiazi.

Ji Xuezhen looked forward, and shouted again, Please look back, Lord Long, to break the death qi!

The face of the Jinwu Guard who was reported for his birthday changed wildly, and with a sword dance, he forced back the surrounding Haotian believers. At the same time, there was wind under his feet, and he escaped more than ten feet away in a flash, and flew towards the palace.

However, it was too late.

Canglong glanced over, and the head fell to the ground without any waves.

Then came the third, and the fourth.

Whether it's the Dragon Clan's speech spirit or a curse, the birth dates of the Jinwu Guards were reported, and their heads fell to the ground one by one, and the monks of the Supervisory Department who wore bamboo hats to cover their faces were not spared.

Ji Xuezhen once stayed in the position of the master of Haotian Temple in Chang'an City for more than 30 years, which is equivalent to watching several generations of Chang'an dignitaries and Yu country monks grow up. and famous.

It is not difficult to collect information secretly and write down the birthdays of monks in Yu Kingdom.

Pei Jing only felt cold blood rushing up, and her whole body felt cold. He has also faced the dilemma of life and death several times in the past, and he can accept that he is powerless and beheaded by the enemy, but he cannot accept being executed like this without dignity and without room for resistance. He would rather die on the charge road,

The Cang Hai sword came out like the wind, trying to fight a bloody path in the crowd, and rushed straight to Ji Xuezhen.

However, Ji Xuezhen didn't even look at him. After killing the few monks from Yu Kingdom who were closest to him, the rest waited for Jing Hao, the Freedom Lord, to deal with them.

He looked towards Zichen Palace, and shouted: Gengzi, Renwu, Xinyou, Gengwu. Please look back, Lord Dragon, to break the dead Qi!

The mortals in the palace were already terrified. The young prince whose birthday was reported was full of horror. He just took two steps back when a line of blood appeared out of nowhere on his neck.

Boom!

The head fell to the ground, and the headless body swayed and fell down, splashing dirty blood on the hem of Li Si's brocade clothes.

The blood of the emperor's heir is only red.

Guimao, Yimao, Jiaxu, Yihai. Guimao, Yimao, Wuwu, Bingyin.

The heads of the two princes and princesses flew up one after another, and the human skulls rolled and hit the base of the beam.

Hand over the prince, otherwise, you will all die.

Ji Xuezhen sternly threatened, and reported his birthday again, Wushen, Yimao, Dingwei, Guiyou.

This string of horoscopes is exactly the birthday of Princess Guanghua who is held by Li Leling and who is the favorite of the emperor and empress.

Without thinking, the prince took two steps sideways and stuffed the piece of black jade into the hands of Princess Guanghua.

The blood line appeared out of nowhere, but it was only able to pull out a distance of less than an inch, slightly cutting the epidermis, but not penetrating the entire neck.

It worked. Mo Yu suppressed the Dragon Clan's speech spirit.

Ji Xuezhen's face was gloomy, and he uttered the curse again, this time without Li Si's reminder, Princess Guanghua had already stuffed Moyu into the hands of Li Leling whose birth date had been read.

Let's all come here.

Listening to Li Si's words, the brothers and sisters moved closer, throwing and passing Moyu.

There is no smooth sailing, and there are also closeness among blood relatives. Only the closest people know each other's birthday clearly, so they need to be consciously reminded.

If you are a little slow, your head will fall to the ground.

call--

The young thirteenth prince Xu Wang fortunately touched his neck. After hearing the voice of Ji Xuezhen in the distance, he subconsciously turned his head to look around his brothers and sisters, and threw the jade pendant in his hand to the person who raised his hand.

Snapped.

Mo Yu was caught and grabbed.

Li Shan, the King of Light who was ranked as the Ninth Prince, looked at the gentle jade pendant in his hand, and exhaled complicatedly and heavily.

He lowered his arms, looked at the people in the hall calmly, and said calmly, It's over.

end what?

Xu Wang, who threw out the jade pendant, was stunned, not knowing what his elder brother was talking about. Outside the main hall, Ji Xuezhen, who was still gloomy just now, suddenly quieted down and stopped chanting Yanling.

It's over, it's all over.

He Siping next to the crown prince took a step and stood side by side with Li Shan, with a satisfied smile on his face, Thank you crown prince for giving me the jade.