From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 119: Dragon in the Mountain

On the gentle slope, all kinds of immortal energy and brilliance are resounding everywhere.

"brush!"

Chen Xuan's face was stern, and he directly used the Taoist [Eternal River]. Along with the rolling waves, the fisherman stabbed out a fork at a tricky angle, and blood rained down.

"Ah!" Long Chiyue let out a shrill scream, and the red lightning flowing through her body became thinner. She quickly retreated, her chest was covered in blood, and her body was shaking violently. One can imagine how she felt.

Chen Xuan moved like a raging fire and immediately followed up. His fist flashed with seven-colored fairy light, like a magic pearl made of colorful glass. He cooperated with the fisherman to attack Long Chiyue again.

At this moment, his eyes were as bright as stars, his long black hair flew back, and he exerted all his strength to the extreme. This was the first time that he relied entirely on his own strength to fight against a strong man who was several realms higher than him. He was extremely nervous.

Long Chiyue was shocked, ashamed, angry and grief-stricken. The Third Prince froze the surrounding treasures and asked her to take action. She immediately launched a fierce attack, but this "Destiny One" of the first level of Taoist Canon severely injured her right from the start.

The harpoon pierced her tall chest, her clothes were torn, and the snow-white harpoon blade scratched along her chest all the way to her shoulder. Blood flowed like a waterfall, revealing the pale shoulder bone.

This was the most serious injury she had suffered since she was born into the Dragon family, and a feeling of humiliation arose in her heart.

Although it was the Third Prince who called on her to take action, she also believed in her heart that as a Daozang Third Heaven cultivator, she could easily crush Chen Xuan, who could not rely on his peerless treasures. But at this moment, the situation was completely the opposite.

What made her even more afraid was that Chen Xuan acted so decisively. He charged towards them without saying a word and immediately used his strongest Dao Zang killing moves without mercy.

and many more!

Chen Xuan uses the Taoist Canon!

Long Chiyue's heart skipped a beat. What was going on? Could it be that because he was too threatening, the moment of contact forced Chen Xuan to directly unleash the power of Dao Zang and fight his way out?
The Third Prince was right, Chen Xuanyuan was no match for him!

Although she knew that her sister Long Ziyue died at the hands of Chen Xuan, the real reason was that Long Ziyue was injured and her immortal energy was exhausted, and the other party relied on the broken hand of the Lord of Turtle Mountain... Without these coincidental conditions, he would be nothing!
"I'll make you understand right away that the difference in realm is insurmountable!" Long Chiyue was overjoyed. She stopped retreating and condensed a long whip of lightning in her hand to resist the attack.

The lightning whip was like a giant python, carrying a violent red thunder. But the fisherman, a little over a foot tall, swung the black gold harpoon like a whirlwind. Swish, swish, swish! The harpoon light split the lightning whip into several pieces.

"boom!"

"You're just a straw dragon, a chicken and a dog!" Chen Xuan's fists attacked at the same time, and seven-colored fairy light burst out. Long Chiyue's chest was almost smashed, and several concave fist marks appeared on her waist and abdomen. She vomited blood and her body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Cough cough!"

Long Chiyue fell to the ground, spitting blood. What was going on? Chen Xuan had surprised her so much. Why was he so powerful? Seven colors flowed from his fist: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, sun, and plague? Could this be something a human could cultivate? What kind of a cultivation monster was he?

"laugh!"

Chen Xuan's punch was extremely powerful, and it was a force that her body could not resist. If it were not for her own Taoist [Yinglong Body] that was activated the moment the fist landed, and if pieces of purple scales had not pierced through her body surface to resist the fist, her body would have been pierced through by Chen Xuan's fist in an instant!

At this moment, her Dao Zang was activated in response to the stress, and she was facing a life-and-death situation!

Long Chiyue was horrified, purple dragon scales covered her whole body, the wounds on her chest and abdomen squirmed, flowing with electric light, temporarily blocking the pain... Her Daozang sensed the crisis, Chen Xuan was in danger!

"Waste! Waste!"

In the distance, the Third Prince was straining his purplish-blue talismans, sweat dripping from his forehead as he roared, "I'm immobilizing his peerless treasures. Long Chiyue, you're only at the Third Heaven Daoist Canon, can't you take down a First Heaven ant? Why are you so careless? Capture him!"

Long Chiyue glanced back at the Third Prince, her ferocious face covered in purple scales, filled with indignation. She had a hard time speaking. Was she careless? He was killed almost instantly by Chen Xuan!

"boom!"

Chen Xuan and the fisherman attacked together, like a huge river, leaving Long Chiyue no chance to breathe.

"brush!"

Long Chiyue began to fight desperately, rising from the ground, bursting out with the extreme speed brought by the [Yinglong Body]. Holding a long sword condensed with purple lightning, his figure flashed and appeared behind Chen Xuan in an instant. He slashed with the sword, and lightning splashed like a waterfall.

The Daozang was opened, and she didn't think she would continue to lose. She was at the third level of the Daozang realm, and the difference between the two realms was enough to wipe out the advantage brought by the other party's cultivation of the seven kinds of immortal qi!
"Kill!" Long Chiyue launched a killing move. This move was once used by her sister Long Ziyue on Chen Xuan. It was extremely powerful, almost splitting the earth in half. At that time, it directly triggered Chen Xuan's longevity reaction, but at this moment, he was fearless.

"Buzz!"

A towering ancient tree rises from the ground, tens of meters high, its leaves shake off the light rain, and the Huangliang Taoist Canon opens in an instant!
A farmer with an honest look rushed out from behind Chen Xuan. His cyan-gold hoe seemed as hard as a treasure. With one hoe, he broke the fallen lightning sword, and with another hoe, he dug into Long Chiyue's shoulder, splashing blood violently.

"The second Heavenly Fate Dao Zang, you..." Long Chiyue's face turned pale, and she was shocked. How old was he? Only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he had cultivated two Heavenly Fate Dao Zang? What a natural talent! How many cards did he have hidden?

With a clang, she was unable to dodge and the scales on her right arm were broken. The whole arm was cut off by the farmer's hoe and fell to the ground with blood.

Long Chiyue was horrified, knowing that he was no match for Chen Xuan!
"boom!"

"You can only attack by surprise. What kind of dragon are you!" Chen Xuan turned around instantly, and his palm swept towards Long Chiyue's neck like a knife. At the same time, the fisherman's harpoon followed closely and stabbed towards Long Chiyue's heart.

Long Chiyue tried his best to resist, his eyebrows glowed, and the purple energy of thunder surged, turning into a roaring dragon-shaped lightning that rushed out. There was no other way, so Daozang fought a desperate battle.

However, even this final burst of immortal energy couldn't withstand the combined power of Chen Xuan's two Daozangs. The fork and hoe lights danced wildly, blasting the dragon lightning. Chen Xuan's palm slashed across her slender neck like a knife, sending blood splattering everywhere. Long Chiyue fell to the ground, her face pale. The purple scales on her neck shattered, and a gaping gash opened in her throat, blood pouring down. She screamed in horror, "Third Prince, save me..."

"Long Ziyue is younger than you. What's her ranking?" Chen Xuan suddenly asked.

"She's ranked nineteenth..." Long Chiyue was stunned when he heard that and responded subconsciously.

"Then some were killed."

Chen Xuan waved his hand, and the fisherman immediately stabbed the harpoon into Long Chiyue's heart, nailing him to the ground. At the same time, the farmer launched an attack, smashing down his hoe continuously. Blood gushed out, and a broken corpse fell to the ground.

The second dragon died at the hands of Chen Xuan!

All this happened in just a few breaths, and the battle was over before many monsters could react.

"Ah! Chiyue! Sister! My treasure!"

An angry roar came from a distant sedan chair. The Third Prince's slightly gloomy face twisted and he roared, "She died so tragically! Revenge! I want revenge!"

He stepped on the sedan chair, looking like a madman, holding a purple-green talisman in one hand. This was a divine talisman for controlling weapons. An inexplicable suppressing force enveloped the world, causing all treasures to lose control.

Peerless treasures are rare, and even those with dragon bloodline cannot get one. Only young geniuses like him and Long Ziyue, the most outstanding young talents among the dragons, are worthy of owning one.

"This talisman is extraordinary. It makes my heart palpitate... It seems to be suppressing something?"

Chen Xuan turned around with a serious expression, staring at the purple talisman in the Third Prince's hand. He sensed an extraordinary power covering a large area. He frowned slightly, and the scroll of mountains and rivers in his arms seemed to be completely silent, cold and unresponsive.

"Your peerless treasure cannot be activated!" the Third Prince roared, his eyes fierce and ferocious.

"Interesting... raise it higher!" Chen Xuan was stunned when he heard this, nodded slightly, and exclaimed in admiration.

His face was calm, but he was extremely alert in his heart. This male dragon didn't have a high IQ. Could it be that he was a crazy product born from the incestuous relationship between dragons?

But its strength is extremely strong. He feels a dangerous aura from this dragon that is no weaker than that of Cui Che from the thousand-year-old family and Long Ziyue in his complete state.

"A cultivator on the fourth level of the Daozang Realm is no ordinary fool cultivator..."

This was the first time that Chen Xuan faced off against a young talent of this level. At this moment, he could not rely on the power of his peerless treasure, but had to rely on his hard power!
But he was not afraid. On the contrary, an endless fighting spirit rose in his heart. If he could defeat this kind of person fairly, then he would have caught up with the first-tier young generation of geniuses in the land of Chu and Yu Country!

"Yeah!"

From behind Chen Xuan, a small farmer stepped on the dragon girl's corpse, staring at the third prince, holding the cyan-gold hoe in both hands. A hint of tiger-like ferocity gradually appeared on his honest face.

"babble!"

The little fisherman pulled out the bloody harpoon, turned his head, and looked back like a cold wolf. A hint of sinister hostility flashed across his shrewd eyes.

"Kill, go and kill him!" The Third Prince waved his sleeves and ordered a group of shrimp soldiers, crab generals and turtle officials to kill Chen Xuan.

"Ah? Third Prince, we..." The shrimp soldiers and crab generals were horrified. Even Her Royal Highness Princess Crimson Moon was easily defeated. How could they dare to take action? These little demons were good at carrying sedan chairs, boasting and flattering, and beating gongs and drums, but they were not good at fighting.

The three murderous figures, one big and two small, exuded a powerful aura that made them dizzy and almost scared to the point of their legs going limp.

But the Third Prince also has a powerful Taoist demon under his command.

A black-shelled turtle demon stepped forward, wearing a black gauze hat and the official uniform of a prime minister. He respectfully shouted, "Third Prince! I, your humble servant, will hold the divine talisman for you. Please act swiftly and display your divine power to slay this rebellious individual who has no regard for the distinction between noble and humble."

"you……"

The Third Prince was stunned when he heard this. Then, he threw the purple talisman in his hand to the loyal black-shelled turtle demon and laughed loudly, "Okay, send a message home to set up the immortal furnace, light the true fire, and wait for my triumphant return!"

"boom!"

The third prince leaped away suddenly, and the sedan chair collapsed. The figure shot out like a cannonball, the dragon's spine flipped, and a punch seemed to smash the space apart. Accompanied by the roar of a dragon, the fist mark was like a mountain, smashing towards Chen Xuan's head.

"Zheng!"

A clear sword sound resounded through the sky, and a brilliant platinum-colored sword light slashed towards the Third Prince in vain, illuminating the entire area!

The shadow of a towering palace or temple emerged, and a figure in a Taoist robe walked out of the palace. His eyes seemed to have the magic power to devour people's souls. He had a cold expression, and slashed down a sword in the air. The sword energy was so strong that it tore the sky apart.

"boom!

"Come!" Chen Xuan clenched his fists and rushed straight into the sky. Behind him, two nimble and petite figures, with their fangs and claws bared and weapons brandished, followed him like a shadow and rushed out together. Immortal light burst out and engulfed the sky.

this moment.

Chen Xuan's three great Taoist treasures of destiny trembled together and shot towards the sky. The smell of blood filled the air!
(End of this chapter)