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Clearly, the telepathic communication sounded in Jiaopeng's ears once again.
Furthermore, the message transmitted in this secret way was to order Jiao Peng to provoke Little Stone Village.
"Shut up!"
However, no sooner had Jiao Peng's voice fallen than Shi Linhu, standing beside Shi Yunfeng, roared furiously, his eyes wide with rage:
"In our Shicun village, there is no tradition of using children to ward off disasters!"
"The adults of my Shi Village are still alive!"
As he spoke, Shi Linhu took the ancient treasure passed down through Shi Village, grabbing the jet-black cauldron that appeared to have been forged countless ages ago, during the village's heyday. His face filled with resolute determination, he looked at Jiao Cang and the others opposite him, roaring with a death wish:
"We'd rather die a glorious death than live a shameful life. If that's the case, then we'll fight to the death until our Stone Village clan is wiped out!"
"Stubborn!"
Hearing the roars of Shi Linhu and the others, Jiao Peng's heart skipped a beat.
Realizing he had been frightened by this group of wild beasts, Jiaopeng roared furiously, his face contorted with rage:
"Uncle Jiao, let's swallow one of the little savages first, so these wild beasts will know what's what!"
"Brother Zhou Xuan!"
The little one, with his large, pure eyes, looked anxiously at Zhou Xuan, who was sitting upright under the willow tree, and said:
"Didn't you say nothing would happen?"
"Why……"
Hearing the little one's voice, Zhou Xuan smiled gently, raised his hand and gently stroked the little one's soft, shiny black hair, and said:
"Don't worry, nothing will happen!"
As they spoke, Zhou Xuan and the little boy floated up together and landed in front of the people of Stone Village:
"Chief, leave this to me."
After he finished speaking, Zhou Xuan slowly turned his head.
"Is that the child who led everyone in Stone Village to worship the Willow God just now?"
The moment they heard Zhou Xuan's voice, the Golden Wolf tribe members, whose senses and even intellect had been distorted by the influence of the bone inscriptions, widened their eyes in shock and exclaimed:
"What happened? Why did I subconsciously ignore his presence just now!"
"Something's wrong!"
No sooner had the Golden Wolf tribe leader finished speaking than Zi Shanshou, his eyes wide with astonishment, let out a thunderous roar:
"This child is very strange; he's distorting my senses!!"
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
As Zishan Shou and the others were incredulous, the roc standing atop the gray dragon's body gave an order without hesitation:
"Since you've just left Stone Village, I'll kill you here without worrying about alerting that deity!"
"Uncle Jiao, take action and kill this charlatan!!"
"Roar!!!"
The order was given in an instant.
The gray dragon, with its massive body spanning tens of meters, rode the wind and clouds as it hurtled toward Zhou Xuan.
And at the very moment the gray dragon charged out...
The dragon-like creature of Luofu Marsh widened its eyes instantly.
The moment the gray dragon charged out, he felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and instinctively roared at the dragon-like bird:
"Jiaopeng, stay..."
However, before Jiao Cang could finish his shout, it abruptly stopped as if pressed down.
Because, in that very instant,
A sword light as faint as a firefly, as delicate as a blade of grass.
The gray dragon, whose body was tens of meters long and whose aura was surging throughout its body, slowly rose from beneath its body. With a gentle flick of its tail, it could shatter a mountain peak.
"Stab!!!"
Those soft leaves, like the most ordinary and common leaves in the world, rise up in an instant.
It easily cleaved through the void and pierced the heavens.
The gray dragon, with its gaping maw and divine light emanating from within, seemingly gathering its innate magical techniques, suddenly widened its eyes to their maximum, its terror reaching its limit.
"Stab!"
However, before the gray dragon, terrified to the extreme, could even utter a sound, its resilient body was instantly and neatly sliced into more than twenty pieces.
If you look closely, you will find that...
The injuries on this gray dragon were almost identical to those on the dragon corpse that had been brought out of Stone Village.
The only difference is that the gray dragons raised in the Luofu Great Swamp are more slender and weaker!
A single blade of grass can cut down the sun, moon, and stars.
The opening words of "The Sword Manual of Grass Characters" flowed from Zhou Xuan's heart.
Although Zhou Xuan's physical cultivation was currently insufficient, his powerful divine sense was enough to allow him to move without harming himself.
Using contemporary law, it unleashed a destructive power comparable to that of a Dao-slaying king.
Although it is contemporary law,
However, when Zhou Xuan unleashed it, its killing power was overwhelming and astonishing.
That killing power, unlike the current world where a Great Sage can live forever, surged forth the instant it appeared.
The crowd at the scene stared wide-eyed in horror!
"Rescue!"
The dragon from Luofu Great Marsh stared wide-eyed in surprise and exclaimed.
“Swish, swish, swish!!”
The moment Jiao Cang spoke, more than a dozen powerful figures from the Luofu Great Swamp leaped out and shot towards Zhou Xuan.
The little boy beside Zhou Xuan could see clearly that the palms of these people were all glowing, with unique runes flashing.
In an instant, the runes intertwined, transforming into a monstrous attack that burst forth with light, violently and boundlessly hurtling towards Zhou Xuan.
The Lei Clan, the Zishan Family, the Golden Wolf Tribe, and others were all taken aback. On the surface, only a few people had come from Luofu Great Swamp, but in secret, a group of people had followed them, making ample preparations.
This Luofu Great Swamp, I'm afraid it might be harboring ill intentions!
However, in an instant, the wariness in everyone's hearts was replaced by fear.
just because,
Just as those dozen or so powerful figures from Luofu Great Swamp rushed out.
sword!
The sword light flashed in patches, like the most ordinary blades of grass.
From the blades of grass on the ground, from the tender green leaves on the treetops, from the delicate water droplets in the air...
From all directions, seemingly omnipresent and all-encompassing, it surged forth, filling the heavens and earth, and annihilating living beings...
Chapter 100
In just a moment,
The dozen or so powerful figures in Luofu Great Swamp were directly annihilated and exploded, scattering into a sky full of blood foam.
The roc was terrified and rolled off the shattered gray dragon corpse onto the ground.
However, the six or seven-year-old Jiaopeng was terrified; this was such a terrifying magical technique.
He scrambled and stumbled, trying to reach Jiao Cang's side for comfort.
"Qiang!!!"
However, in just a moment, Jiaopeng's figure seemed to freeze in time and space, instantly becoming stunned.
just because,
In that instant, the roc clearly saw...
A slender, delicate sword light, ringing with a clang, pierced through a powerful clan uncle—a man whose unleashed divine technique could shatter mountains.
Then, without slowing down, he changed his expression drastically, and countless bone runes condensed in his palms, attempting to construct the treasured technique inherited from the Luofu Great Swamp.
"Stab!!"
With a burst of sword light, the nascent treasure technique that Jiao Cang had been gathering in his hand was instantly torn apart and vanished into thin air.
At the same time, a hideous bloodstain also appeared on Jiao Cang's neck.
Then, its head slid off smoothly along the bloodstain.
"laugh!!!"
Crimson blood gushed out like a spring.
It splashed onto Jiao Cang's head and face.
The Flood Dragon, stained with the blood of the Flood Dragon, had lost all trace of its arrogance. Its face was deathly pale, and its whole body was trembling, clearly terrified to the extreme.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
After the gray dragon was slain, more than a dozen powerful figures from the Luofu Great Swamp were slaughtered and turned into a cloud of blood mist. The entire process, from the death of Jiao Cang to the beheading, ended in an instant.
Blood mist filled the air, condensing and refusing to dissipate.
The golden sunlight poured down, bathing the entire stone village in a golden glow.
Under the sunlight, outside Stone Village, the young Zhou Xuan stood calmly, his eyes seemingly containing the birth and death of all things, the beginning of chaos, and the collapse of heaven and earth. He stood motionless like a young god.