When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

North Pole, inside the Nibelungen Bronze Hall.

Lu Mingze was pierced by chains, and he looked up at Lu Mingfei quietly: "Brother, swallow me, and we will be whole again."

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

"Ding--"

Dozens of golden and iron buzzes sounded one after another, and because the intervals were too short, they almost merged into one sound.

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

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

"What are you saying like a madman's diary? Are we African cannibal brothers who love each other?" Lu Mingfei complained, "Besides, I don't feel like I'm missing anything. I'm not Zhao Gao."

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

Lu Mingze stretched out his hand and held Lu Mingfei's palm. He pulled him up from the ground and staggered forward. He was supported by Lu Mingfei and carried 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 door of the bronze hall in front of him was getting wider and wider. There was a faint sound of pattering rain outside, and when he walked in, he could see Everything outside the hall was blurred in the mist and rain.

Stepping out of the door of the Bronze Hall and standing on the top of the high steps, Lu Mingfei suddenly stopped and let the rain fall on himself and Lu Mingze, then turned to look at the boy behind him.

"For you, power and strength are more important than anything else?" Lu Mingfei asked softly.

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

A bone spur penetrated Lu Mingfei's body from the back of his heart, and emerged from his chest half a foot long, with a dark light condensed on its surface.

A blood-red cold light suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire world so brightly that the raindrops all over the sky turned into bloodshot threads in the sword light, adding to the tragedy of the solemn bronze hall.

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

Lu Mingfei turned around. The blood hole on his chest had not healed. There were also traces of blood washed away by the rain.

In front of the palace, the two brothers looked at each other. No one said anything, only the two pairs of golden eyes became more and more dazzling in the rain.

Lu Mingze opened his palms, and the bronze hall trembled violently in the rain. The surface fluctuated violently like a liquid. Finally, the liquids gathered in his palm like a swimming dragon. The entire bronze hall disappeared, leaving only a bare foundation standing. , Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze seemed to be standing on a bronze arena.

An entire bronze hall condensed into the weapon in Lu Mingze's hand, a ferocious bronze weapon that resembled a sword.

Lu Mingfei watched this scene quietly, with no intention of stopping it, until Lu Mingze held the formed murder weapon and pointed it diagonally at him.

The dragon's roar echoed through the sky, forming a strong wind that dispersed the rain. Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze were both covered in thick black scales, and the dragon wings spread out behind them!

The two black lines rushed toward each other at the same time. Their speed was so fast that the airflow 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 turbulence in the air was dispersed by the huge impact caused by the clash of weapons.

A huge crater opened under the feet of Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze due to the impact. The next moment, their figures disappeared out of thin air and reappeared in the form of a confrontation in another place not far away. The impact dispersed the turbulent air. A spherical depression is left in the bronze ground.

This kind of primitive and pure fighting is repeated continuously. Every time their bodies flicker, they will leave huge spherical pits on this bronze plane. They will experience thousands of confrontations every second. In just a few seconds, This huge bronze platform tens of meters above the ground was torn apart violently, and a world-destroying storm seemed to blow in the Nibelungs.

At some point, the world-destroying storm subsided, and two figures covered in bruises and bruises stood on the ruins of the wall. Most of the dark scales on their bodies had fallen off, revealing the fuzzy flesh and blood that was repairing itself. The injuries that had penetrated their bodies were countless.

The bronze weapon in Lu Mingze's hand was almost in pieces. Only some strange power still kept its shape from falling apart. He raised the weapon in his hand high and stepped forward, the bronze weapon tearing through the sky and moving clouds towards him. Lu Mingfei smashed it down.

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

The tip of the sword penetrated Lu Mingze's heart silently, and the bloody sword light rushed along every blood vessel, rushing through all the organs along the way, completely erasing the life from this body.

Bronze fragments fell down one after another, colliding with the bronze ruins at his feet, making a crisp trembling sound - just before the collision, he released the power to maintain the weapon's form.

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

"Did you do it on purpose?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Hehe...did I fool you?" The life breath in Lu Mingze's body drained away like a dam, and his golden eyes were so dim that they seemed to be extinguished at any time, but he still smiled.

As Lu Mingze's vitality disappeared, some kind of supreme authority flowed into Lu Mingfei's body, completing his incomplete laws.

"No." Lu Mingfei suddenly spoke, took out his pride, took a step forward, raised his sword and pointed it at Lu Mingze's forehead.

Huang Zhongdalu's voice resounded from Lu Mingfei's body. The injuries on his body were restored as if going back in time. All the auras he exuded were restrained and rounded. Deep in the body invisible to the naked eye, essence, energy, The gods naturally merged and circulated, turning into a glass-like pill in the ancestral orifice.

The fifth level of Taoist cultivation - elixir formation.

After advancing to the realm of pill formation, mana, energy, blood and soul merged into a brand new power - true essence. The majestic true essence was burned like new firewood, and the top magical powers among the sects were at Lu Mingfei's fingertips. forming.

The mighty power of Haoran condensed in Lu Mingze's body, and the completely destroyed body suddenly stopped losing its vitality. The vitality was born out of thin air in this body that was supposed to be dead, and it would twist from birth to death in a manner that violated the basic laws.

Thirty-Six Divine Powers of Tiangang—Resurrection from the Dead!

Lu Mingze's eyes widened in disbelief. It wasn't until his body recovered to the point of breaking away from death that Lu Mingfei slowly retracted his fingers and exhaled a long breath - even a genius like him would be released in the Dan Formation Realm. A top Tiangang magical power, even if it just saves a person who is not dead yet, the burden is extremely huge.

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

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

Cold sweat broke out on Lu Mingze's forehead: "Brother...brother, what are you going to do?"

…

Over the North Pole.

Lu Mingfei flew in the direction of Odin's Nibelungen, holding a hanging rope in his hand. At the end of the rope, a little boy was tied up.

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

Although the resurrection saved his life, it did not restore his physical condition, so that now he does not even have the strength to break free from an ordinary rope.

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

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

"Odin's Nibelungen... coincides with reality?!" Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow.

He had never seen or heard of anything like this.

Outside the Golden Palace, Odin, Old Tang, Caesar and Xia Mi stood on the snow at the entrance of the palace, lined up.

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

"You're back," Odin looked at Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze who were tied up with ropes and thrown on the snow, "Father."

Old Tang and Xia Mi's eyes widened, and Caesar, who had an extra grandfather for no reason, fell into deeper confusion.

"What on earth are you playing?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Lord Dragon wants to see you." Odin turned around and knelt down on one knee towards his golden palace, seemingly not worried that Lu Mingfei would sneak up on him.

Lu Mingfei was about to draw his arrogant sword and stab Odin in the back, when he suddenly felt a power rising from the golden palace.

A supreme god and saint, overwhelming the heavens, a power that is comparable to the ancient gods in the world of immortality.

The red gold shadow rises like a pillar of heaven. The shadow originates from the Golden Palace, but is so huge that it covers half of the North Pole. The golden and red phantom slender body keeps rising, infinitely huge, as if it is bigger than mountains, bigger than oceans, bigger than mountains. The sky is majestic than everything in nature, and the earth is just a bigger ball in front of it.

After an unknown amount of time, that slender illusory body surrounded the entire earth - to be precise, it circled the outer layer of the earth several times, like the Great Wall of Space that encompassed the entire earth. The humans on the surface raised their heads and even Unable to get a full view, only the red gold covering the sky can be seen.

dragon!

Different from the Western dragon shape of the dragon clan in this world, what surrounds the entire earth at this moment is a nine-clawed divine dragon whose body is made of red gold and is almost identical to the description in Chinese mythology!

The dragon, who could regard the entire Arctic Ocean as a teacup, lowered his head, overlooking the tiny land below in space, and his eyes fell on Lu Mingfei and several other people.

Odin remained in a half-kneeling position. Xia Mi and Old Tang felt weak and almost knelt down too. Caesar raised his head and his face was dull. It seemed that his brain had shut down due to receiving too much information at a high frequency. .

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

Lu Mingfei:......

If he read correctly, the majestic existence in front of him should be recorded in the heavenly book. In the ancient mythological era, when the gods were fighting and the people were in dire straits, he used himself as the basis to create the method of transforming humans into dragons to protect the entire mortal world. Then the oil burns out and the lamp dries up and becomes the great power.

It's just... hasn't he already died? How would it appear here?

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