Dragon Tamer-Chapter 761 : 765: Flying Skull
Chapter 761 -765: Flying Skull
Unstoppable!
Zhu Minglang charged at the repulsive Feathered Immortal with great strides, using all his strength with each swing of his sword. When he chopped, the blade resonated with the space around him, causing the surrounding rock layers and skulls to shatter into dust!!
The Feathered Immortal’s steps were still slow, but its ghostly figure seemed unaffected by the devastating Sword Power.
Zhu Minglang raised his sword again, but paused for a moment when he pointed it towards the sky.
Suddenly, Flaming Burning Sky erupted; countless pillars of flame, like dozens of magnificent volcanoes, vented their fury. The Sword Spirit Dragon was entirely in a burning state, its fierce flames instantly spreading across the land, making it stand out as if it were a Divine Weapon that could chop down the heavens!
At the same time, the Moon Blessing White Dragon spread its wings and took flight, its pure and brilliant body like a transformed bright moon. It flapped its wings, sending down frost that covered the entire mountain peak, blending with the Swordfire that Zhu Minglang had invoked!
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Deadly Moonsfrost and Fierce Swordfire, two distinctly different energies, poured down on the Feathered Immortal.
The Feathered Immortal’s body glided backward in a strange way, light as a feather lifted by the wind, without any bones, fluttering amidst the frost and swordfire without showing any signs of injury.
Both forces shattered much of the mountain peak, yet the Feathered Immortal floated back to where she originally stood.
She was extremely slender and wore a thin gauze robe. She had no arms but a pair of wings covered in bright red feathers, as if soaked in blood.
She walked elegantly over the lingering flames, casually taking out a bronze mirror from nowhere, carefully combing her somewhat disheveled hair and examining the reflection in the mirror.
“So beautiful. I’ve lived for tens of thousands of years and encountered countless people, yet I’ve never found a face as perfect as the one I have now. Is this beauty truly alive, or does she exist only in your beautiful Dream World…”
“From tonight onwards, I shall maintain this appearance. I’m sure no man could resist such beauty. Hehe, and then there will be no heads I cannot collect!”
The Feathered Immortal revealed her fragile, obsessive, and sickly state, yet expressed it with an air of nonchalance.
Zhu Minglang’s gaze grew even colder.
This was what angered him.
The Feathered Immortal could obviously peer into the human heart and transform into the likeness of women that men had seen. If the woman happened to be one the man was infatuated with, she would deceive his emotions and pluck his head to display it here as another of her obsessed admirers.
This peerless countenance belonged to one… two people only!
He would never allow such a demonically charming monster to defile her in such a way!
Unstoppable!!
Zhu Minglang swung his sword again, and the sword light became the dawn’s first light, cleansing all dirt and filth at the summit of this mountain!
The Feathered Immortal put away the bronze mirror, instead using her blood-soaked red wings to deflect Zhu Minglang’s sword edge.
She burst out laughing, a face that was so beautiful contorted into a hideous expression, crossing the line of what Zhu Minglang could tolerate in his madness to protect his wife!
Use the heavens as a forge!
Sword Territory ascended another level; with each stroke Zhu Minglang unleashed, his sword created a tremendous friction with the universe, the burning fires roared back to life, the sword edge turned from scalding hot to fiery red, and his already sharp and resilient sword underwent a transformation with each swing!!
Brilliant light soaring high, the gleam of the sword illuminated the nine heavens. Each relentless swing he wielded tapped into the greatest potential of the Sword Master’s body, causing the power of the next strike to surge. Now, with Zhu Minglang using a higher Realm, each stroke of his sword was an act of forging and tempering!
As the Sword Master himself was undergoing a tempering burst, the sword blade was also transcending, transforming, so that the Heavenly Peak on this sky vein seemed to have been chopped by Ancient God Soldiers, fractured, collapsed, pulverized!!
The Feathered Immortal’s complexion turned deathly pale, her seemingly gentle and slow steps growing more and more impatient.
Her previously graceful demeanor vanished in the wake of Zhu Minglang’s furious swordsmanship; with her blood-soaked wings flapping, the slender feet concealed white and bony claws, frantically scratching and desperately dodging.
“Stone shackles!”
The Nuwa Dragon chanted softly, her song-like voice making the cold and merciless earth respond to her, obeying her command.
Two massive stone arms reached out from the ground, grasping the Feathered Immortal’s feet and not giving her a chance to struggle. The arms quickly transformed into heavy stone shackles, and whenever the Feathered Immortal tried to fly, the heavy shackles pulled her down into the low skies. She tried to tear off the heavy stone shackles with brute force, only to find they were so sturdy that not even a crack appeared.
The Feathered Immortal’s eyes became sinister; she glared at the Nuwa Dragon who had unleashed the powerful Spell…
But for some reason, her gaze quickly shifted to one of rage and jealousy!
The Feathered Immortal had spent aeons mimicking human behaviours, learning their elegance, sensuality, and allure. She even remembered the first time she transformed into a woman to meet a man; her strange and bewitching actions scared the man half to death…
Now, she had become quite skilled, even more alluring and sensual than ordinary women. Yet, upon seeing the Nuwa Dragon, an inexplicable jealousy flared up within her, burning so intensely that her entire body felt like it was splitting apart in agony!
Why, maintaining her half-Demon Dragon form with skin that still showed a trace of fiendish allure and hair the green of non-humans, could she still emit a beauty and charm that was so desirable?
It turns out that one doesn’t need to completely mimic the appearance of humans to be so captivating!
Because she is a Nuwa Dragon!!
“Die!”
As the Feathered Immortal was distracted, Zhu Minglang had already leapt up, twirling and drawing his sword from high to low, tracing a beautiful and cold arc, viciously chopping across the Feathered Immortal’s slender neck!
The Feathered Immortal’s head tumbled down, falling atop a summit littered with shattered skulls.
Her appearance reverted rapidly, changing back to that of an ugly witch.
However, she was still staring at the Nuwa Dragon, jealousy burning fiercely in her venomous eyes…
Suddenly, it emitted a sharp cry like lightning, instantly piercing through the eardrums with an explosive sound that assaulted the minds of Zhu Minglang and the Nuwa Dragon!
Zhu Minglang was unable to continue his swordplay and had to withdraw for the time being.
The severed head rose from the ground on its own, and the other heads that were still relatively intact all floated into the air, gathering towards the Feathered Immortal’s severed head.
Head after head stacked in order, like a series of Arhats.
Soon, the heads formed a triangular wall with the ugliest visage of the Feathered Immortal at the very top, while her headless body transformed into a Headless Evil Quail, madly lunging at Zhu Minglang to take a bite.
Bai Qi stood beside Zhu Minglang, stretching out its claws to swat the Headless Evil Quail away, but driven by a terrible obsession, the creature relentlessly sought to tear open Zhu Minglang’s chest and snatch his heart.
The wall of stacked heads neatly flew over, each skull opening its mouth and spewing a kind of sonic wave at Zhu Minglang and the Nuwa Dragon. Without any sensation, Zhu Minglang saw blood flow from his ears and nostrils, and inexplicably, his meridians, blood vessels, and organs trembled as if they were about to burst open!
Zhu Minglang opened his palms, allowing the Sword Spirit Dragon to fight on its own.
Under such sonic disturbance, Zhu Minglang was utterly unable to perform his swordplay.
The Sword Spirit Dragon was unaffected by such screams. It summoned a thousand Sword Souls, leading them into battle against the bizarre array of heads!
One head after another was cleaved to pieces. The Feathered Immortal’s face grew increasingly grotesque and terrifying. It suddenly burst through the ranks of Sword Souls, extending sharp fangs and biting directly at Zhu Minglang!
The Nuwa Dragon pushed out a palm, making the heavy earth rise up like a tidal wave, sweeping the Feathered Immortal’s head away.
But the Feathered Immortal’s head was incredibly agile, dodging the wave of stone and flying straight above Zhu Minglang.
Like a spider head hanging on a thread, it danged and gnawed. As Zhu Minglang dodged to the side, he activated the Spirit Realm and released the Spirit Glowing Dragon.
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The Spirit Glowing Dragon stepped on the upthrust rocks, its body shooting forth like a blue arrow, followed by a beautiful spinning kick that traced a beautiful full moon arc!
The Feathered Immortal’s bent nose was almost kicked off as it crashed heavily into a pile of rubble.
The Nuwa Dragon stretched out its slender finger toward the location of the Feathered Immortal’s head, and at once, a stone begonia bloomed amidst the rubble, the entire flower composed of sharp stone spikes!
“Whoosh!”
The Sword Spirit Dragon flew at low altitude, enveloping itself in thick black Sword Qi while Sword Qi during the flight, making its sword form grow immensely large!
“Zoom!!!”
Soaring through the shattered ground, the earth thunderously broke apart as the Sword Spirit Dragon pierced through, striking at the Feathered Immortal’s head that was trapped by the stone begonia!
The Feathered Immortal’s head suffered blow after blow, its face now covered in blood, yet the mad and obstinate grimace remained unabating, truly chilling to behold.
Zhu Minglang also took a slight breath.
At last, this vile thing was knocked back to its original form!
Glancing at Bai Qi’s skirmish with the Headless Evil Quail, it was evident that Bai Qi, having ascended to the God General Level, possessed even greater might. No matter how tough the Headless Evil Quail was, it was still being brutally beaten by Bai Qi until only a few vertebrae clinging to flesh remained.
Having dealt with the Headless Evil Quail, Bai Qi immediately returned to the fray. Without giving the Feathered Immortal’s head a chance to strike first, Bai Qi, like an eagle, accurately grasped the head and slammed it against the hardest rock peak, almost bursting it!
The Feathered Immortal’s head let out a pained roar as it desperately abandoned its hair and scalp to escape the clutches of Bai Qi’s Dragon Claw.
Subsequently, the blood-soaked head once again flew towards Zhu Minglang and the Nuwa Dragon, exuding a ghostly aura and overflowing with resentment!
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