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

Tokyo, Akashi family ruins.

Tamamo Mae looked at the tall figure in front of him with wide eyes, and the memory of the battle that happened underground at Genji Heavy Industry not long ago came to his mind.

That majestic and burly human being was simply terrifyingly strong. Even if she showed her true form and attacked with all her strength, it would be difficult to leave any scars on her body. On the contrary, any random move by the opponent would pose a great threat to her, even if the opponent was in front of her. With her nonchalant attitude, she was only hit a few times by those attacks, but she still suffered serious injuries.

At the critical moment, it was this wolf monster that suddenly broke into the battlefield to help her, resisting the human's attack, and using magic to throw her out of the battlefield. Not to mention asking about the origin of the wolf monster, she I didn’t even have time to say thank you.

Of course, she didn't need to say thank you, because Xiaotian saved her because of Lu Mingfei's order. Lu Mingfei didn't intend to control the Martial Saint clone to kill Tamamo Mae under the Genji Heavy Industry, but wanted Xiaotian to Follow her to find more clues about other monsters.

At that time, he controlled the clone of the Martial Saint to injure Tamamo Mae, because in the injured state, Tamamo Mae would be more eager to contact other monsters for help, so it was an accident for Xiao Tian to take action.

He overestimated Tamamo Mae's strength, so much so that it was difficult for Tamamo Mae to escape with his own strength despite the strength shown by the martial arts clone in the battle, and if he deliberately let Tamamo Mae go, he might arouse the other party's suspicion, so he Only then did Xiao Tian take action, and he and the martial saint's clone performed a double act, allowing Tamamo Mae to escape reasonably.

But Tamamo Mae didn't know it was an act.

Looking at Xiaotian's back, Tamamo Mae couldn't figure out why this powerful monster would help her twice in a row. Last time at Genji Heavy Industries, it could be explained that everyone was a monster and they should join forces to fight against humans, but what about this time?

Why did he appear suddenly? And why should we save her? Could it be that after the battle that day, he had been quietly hiding beside me to protect me?

He...has thoughts about me?

Although this idea is a bit narcissistic, as a fox demon who inherited the name of the mythical great monster "Tamazo Mae", Tamamo Mae has impeccable beauty both in the form of a fox demon and in human form. As everyone happens to be canines, Tamamo Mae is still very confident in her own charm.

Besides, apart from her own charm, she really couldn't think of anything for a while.

"Ouch——"

Xiaotian turned his head slightly, looked at Tamamo Mae behind him, and roared.

"I...I'm fine. These poisons only temporarily immobilize me, not enough to threaten my life..."

Thinking of the speculation just now, Tamamo Mae was a little shy, and a blush appeared on her pale face due to injury and excessive consumption of demon power. However, this scene in Xiaotian's eyes turned into a sickly flush.

He flicked it with his front paws, and Izu Zhenten was struck by the force and flew hundreds of meters away, plowing a deep ravine on the ground. His figure was covered by the large smoke and dust. , can’t see clearly.

Ignoring the unknown Itsu Shinten, Xiaotian walked up to Tamamo Mae. He was like a tiger and was a little taller than Tamamo Mae who was half kneeling on the ground. He slowly lowered his head and placed his chin on it. The top of Tamamo Mae's head.

Such an intimate gesture made Tamamo Mae's face turn even redder.

The hot breath flowed into Tamamo Mae's body along the contact area, and the warm feeling spread among her limbs, dissolving the toxins in her body with overwhelming force.

As the toxins in Tamamo Mae's body were removed, Xiaotian moved his chin away from her head.

"Thank you."

Tamamo Mae lowered her head, her face was red, and she didn't dare to look at Xiao Tian.

"Woo——"

Xiao Tian shook his head slightly and turned to look at Chu Zihang and the Big Tengu who were fighting together.

At this moment, Chu Zihang has obvious dragon-like characteristics on his body. Fine dragon scales float on both sides of his cheeks. However, they are not like Deadpool's snake scales, but like glass glowing with red color. Every breath. A tiny breath of flames flowed out from his mouth and nose, and as he swung the long knife, the flames danced and splashed with ink, melting the surrounding area into magma. The whole person was like a fire god descending into the world.

"Is he a hybrid or a monster?" Tamamo Mae asked in surprise.

Xiaotian didn't answer, but just looked away and continued to look at Tamamo Mae - it seemed that Chu Zihang didn't need his help.

The Great Tengu was forced back by the flames several times and was unable to get close, so he roared, the dark wings behind him spread out, soared into the sky, and hovered in the air, pulling the high-altitude wind around the sword and then slashing it down. The flames surrounding Chu Zihang broke through the layers.

Chu Zihang flipped his wrist and turned the knife, and the blade extended several feet, separating the strong wind. His shiny black hair illuminated by the flames danced wildly in the strong wind, and the flames around him were swept up into the sky by the strong wind.

"call……"

He let out a breath, and a pair of slender bones behind him pierced the flesh and skin and extended out. The bones slowly unfolded and turned into a pair of dragon wings that were more than two meters long.

Although the pair of dragon wings are wide, they are too thin. Not to mention the gauze-like wing membrane, even the bones supporting the wings are as thin as translucent. It is difficult to imagine such a pair of fragile wings. It can make people fly, but I'm afraid even gliding will break.

The next moment, the fierce wind and flames soaring into the sky converged and entwined towards Chu Zihang's wings, turning into a pair of fire wings.

The fire wings fluttered slightly, and Chu Zihang jumped into the air, leaving a trail like red marks of flaming clouds behind him.

Wiglaf on the ground was silent for a few seconds, then reached out and pinched his forearm hard.

Well, it hurts, it hurts, it’s not a dream.

She raised her head blankly, lost in thought - is the bloodline of the Beowulf family...not that high among mixed races?

In the sky, the Great Tengu and Chu Zihang were fighting again. The swords of the two were so fast that it dazzled her. The Great Tengu's sword was as bright as the moon, and Chu Zihang's flame was as bright as the sun. This confrontation was in Wiglaf. It seems almost like a full moon and a sun constantly colliding in the sky.

Until a certain moment, the full moon collapsed, and a dark figure fell from the sky, hitting the ground with a muffled sound.

Chu Zihang landed on the ground with the knife in one hand, his wings spread out behind him, and the original light membrane wings had long since disappeared.

"Good sword skills!"

The Otengu was lying on the ground, still holding the knife. There was a huge penetrating wound on his chest, which almost split him in half. The wound was scorched black, and not a drop of blood flowed out.

"As far as sword skills are concerned, you are stronger." Chu Zihang held the sword on guard. Although he was physically exhausted and breathing rapidly, his tone was still calm and steady.

Although the Big Tengu's injuries are basically fatal, people like Chu Zihang would not relax their vigilance just because the enemy is dying. Even if the enemy has lost all vital signs, as long as the body is still intact, he will not Take it lightly.

"You are stronger than me now," the Great Tengu said. "You just lost a lot of my moves with your combat mechanics. It's such a terrifying talent... Who is your master?"

"A teacher in the Children's Palace." Chu Zihang took a breath and replied.

"Children's Palace? What is that...be careful!" The Otengu threw the Odachi in the direction of Xiao Tian and Tamamo Mae. The last strength before death was contained in this throw. The Odachi was released at the moment. It exceeded the speed of sound, leaving behind a series of sonic boom clouds.

This knife is definitely not a surprise attack, because although it goes in the direction of Xiaotian and Tamamo Mae, according to its trajectory, it can only fly past Xiaotian's body at most, and the detonating shock is enough to cause the internal organs of ordinary people to rupture and die. For Xiao Tian, ​​it was just a weak massage.

Xiao Tian had no intention of evading, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded out of thin air, and the Odachi whizzing away with a sonic boom suddenly whirled and flew diagonally upward when it approached Xiao Tian, ​​breaking into two pieces in mid-air, diagonally inserted into the ground.

There was a ripple in the air, and a ferocious and burly man wearing armor stood there holding a sword, with two swords on his waist.

"Sword of Sanming? Otakemaru!" Tamamo's expression changed.

"Hmph! This idiot Daitengu, I don't know how he discovered me, but he is so stupid that he wants to ruin my good deeds even before he dies!"

The monster known as Otakemaru glared at the Otengu hatefully.

Otakemaru, one of the great monsters in Japanese myths and legends, has three invincible divine swords called Otongren, Kotongren, and Mingmingren to protect his body. These three swords are also collectively known as the Sanmei Swords.

"Be careful, Otakemaru's strength is no less than that of me and Otengu..." Tamamo suddenly stopped in the middle of her words - for Xiaotian, who is almost as strong as her, there seems to be nothing to be careful about?

Not far away, Chu Zihang was a little confused and asked the big tengu, "Why are you helping us?" He turned around and found that the monster was still in the posture of throwing a knife and had completely lost the breath of life.

"Although I don't know where you came from," Otakemaru looked at Xiaotian, "but one of you is poisoned and the other is exhausted. The God Emperor is just a waste without the blood demon, and he can still fight. Are you the only one left?"

Xiaotian looked at Dayuewan quietly.

He had long noticed that Otakemaru was trying to approach him quietly, but he was too lazy to pay attention.

"But we are both great demons, and I don't want to lose both sides with you," Otakemaru said eloquently, "Let's make a deal, as long as you hand over the God Emperor to me..."

"Ouch——"

The dark shadow flashed past, and Xiaotian had appeared behind Otakemaru.

Otakemaru lowered his head with difficulty and saw dozens of claw marks crisscrossing his body.

"you……"

After saying only one word, Otakemaru's body exploded along dozens of claw marks and turned into dozens of small pieces. The cross section of each small piece was burning with a layer of black flames, and it was burned into a pile before it even hit the ground. A mass of ashes.

"So... so strong!" Tamamo Mae looked at this scene blankly.

Chu Zihang sheathed his sword and walked towards Wiglaf.

The few surviving blood devils were docile and obedient, waiting for orders in front of Akashi Tsuna, even though Akashi Tsuna was looking at them with extremely disgusted eyes.

The toxins in the body were removed. Although Tamamo Mae was still a little weak due to the overdraft of demon power, she could at least stand up. With the support of Akashi Tsuna, she walked towards Xiaotian to say thank you.

Dark clouds rolled in from all directions, and the thick ink seemed to have turned solid, completely blocking the sunlight, and the ground was as dark as night.

A heart-stopping aura emerged from the sky, and dark clouds outlined the outline of a behemoth that was over a hundred feet tall.

"Hahahahahahahahaha..." Crazy laughter came from not far away.

Looking in the direction where the laughter came from, Izu Zhenten was lying on the ruins. His originally normal body was now as dry as firewood, his eye sockets were sunken, and his aura had dropped to a level similar to that of an ordinary little demon.

"Gao Huangzun's clone has arrived! You are all going to die! You are all going to die!" Yijin Zhentian laughed crazily.

"Damn it! This bastard must have used some method to cover up our ears and eyes, and used his own blood and cultivation as a guide to let Yamata no Orochi project his power to form a clone! Let's run!" Tamamo Mae scolded angrily. , he didn’t even bother to address Yamata no Orochi as “Gao Huangzun”, and spoke eagerly.

"Run! Where can you run in front of Gao Huangzun? You are dead! You are dead! You will all be buried with me! Hahahahaha..." Yijin Zhentian laughed crazily.

Eight huge heads popped out from the dark clouds in the sky, and the mountain-moon-like body was hidden between the clouds.

"God Emperor, I have found you..." Yamata no Orochi's eyes cast a real pressure.

【I? A mere monster dares to call himself me? Who gave it the courage? ! 】Liu Xiu was furious in Chu Zihang's consciousness.

"Ouch——"

Xiao Tian jumped into the sky, his figure suddenly enlarged dozens of times, and the black flames spread around him, like a dark sun, rushing into the clouds.

"How dare you be disrespectful?!" Yamata no Orochi was furious.

Two huge forces collided in the sea of ​​clouds, flames, violent winds, thunder and lightning, poisonous swamps, frost, heavy rain... All kinds of strange phenomena erupted in the sea of ​​clouds, covering half of Tokyo. The scattered forces falling from the sky fell to the ground like Missile-like destruction, people on the ground trembled, and it looked like the end of the world outside.

I don't know how long it took, but a huge snake shadow suddenly appeared in the sky. This snake had eight heads, each of which was raised high and roaring toward the sky, just like the mythical Yamata-no-Orochi. However, the next second, the figure that looked like a god and demon shattered into pieces, and the vision in the sea of ​​clouds was swept away.

Yijin Zhentian's crazy laughter got stuck in his throat.

…

Genji Heavy Industries, in Herzog's studio.

Herzog looked at the huge broken figure in the sky, his eyes showing infinite desire and passion.

"Such power, such power... Sooner or later, I will devour you too!" There was a sickly color in his eyes, "Only the emperor's blood is not enough, the power of the emperor's blood is not enough, too little, too little Yes...yes, there is it, there is it!"

Breathing heavily, Herzog walked to a safe embedded in the wall and opened it. His whole body was shaking, but his hands were extremely stable and he took out a metal box.

Herzog placed the metal box on the table, twisted the lock with his bare hands, and opened it. There were three quartz glass tubes inside, which were cooled and preserved by liquid nitrogen. The tubes contained liquid black-red blood.

He looked at the blood that had not coagulated at all even under the ultra-low temperature of liquid nitrogen with obsessed eyes. He stretched out his hand to touch it. The skin that was frostbitten by the ultra-low temperature felt a sharp pain, but it repaired itself at an extremely fast speed.

Herzog took out the three quartz tubes with his bare hands, broke them off, and pierced the broken parts deeply into his palms. The black and red blood squirmed into his wounds as if they were alive.

The fetal blood of the ancient dragon comes from a surviving descendant of the White King, the most noble duke in the next generation, one of the few survivors after the White King's rebellion, and possesses the power of spiritual elements that surpasses the four elements.

Herzog could feel that his physical and mental strength were expanding and rising at an incredible speed. The elements in the air were extremely clear to his perception. As soon as his heart moved, the spiritual power spread into the air, and the elements Bow down to him and bow your head.

He looked at a mirror in the room. The middle-aged man in the mirror seemed to have turned back time and became younger. He looked like a young man in his twenties, handsome and handsome, with only a pair of blood-colored eyes that was a bit annoying.

As his mind and body ascended towards the height of the ancient dragon, Herzog felt a little tired. During the evolution process, he should have patiently slept for a while, allowing every corner and cell of his body to sublimate. But he was so impatient that he was only willing to lie down on the table and take a nap before starting to devour more things again.

Herzog lay on his desk with his eyes closed. Due to the improvement of his physical fitness, the frequency of his breathing and heartbeat became lower and lower, almost as if he was dying.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man lying on the table suddenly opened his eyes, and the two emotions of confusion and struggle clashed in his blood-colored eyes. It took a long time for him to gradually become clear.

He stood up unsteadily, covered his head, overturned his desk and stumbled outside, muttering to himself indistinctly.

"Childish...childish..."