A strange weapon, like a spear and a crossbow.

The battlefield is once again dead silent, the victory or defeat is decided.

Immortal Lord Cenhe sighed helplessly.

Maybe he felt that the emperor's luck and protection were truly extraordinary, or maybe he felt sorry for Xiao's ending.

After forcing Monkey and Gan Wu back, they found an opportunity to quickly sweep away the true immortals of their own immortal realm, and went to support several immortal allies who were suppressed by Erlang Shen and were almost out of breath.

I feel like my whole body is losing strength rapidly and my body temperature is dropping rapidly.

"This...what is this..."

It doesn't remember that there are such magical weapons in the prehistoric immortal world.

Bai Yujun let go of the dragon-hunting crossbow and slowly grabbed the dragon spear again, his expression indifferent.

"The arrows of the Dragon Hunting Crossbow were made by mortals in the small world and improved by me."

"Mortal...mortal hahaha cough cough..."

It feels very ironic.

The gods who had dominated the ancient world for countless years were severely damaged by mere mortal artifacts, with rough workmanship, cheap mortal iron, and even no exquisite decorations.

The dragon-hunting crossbow could not withstand the violent energy and gradually collapsed and dissipated.

Bai Yujun raised the dragon spear high and stabbed fiercely. The sharp blade penetrated Xiao's dragon heart again. Holding the dragon spear, he pushed Xiao down from the sky quickly. He smashed several glaciers one after another with a rumble. Ice fragments shot out and flew around. After landing,

He slid very far into the icy water before he came to a stop.

Lying in the icy water, Xiao raised his head powerlessly, and the cold rain falling from the sky hit his face. He knew that his strength was rapidly draining away to the world, and his injuries were irreversible.

I think of the old dragon who made predictions. Its deduction skills were really accurate.

The hunt that was originally full of confidence ended up costing him his own life.

"Bai Long, kill me. It is my honor to die in the hands of the emperor's daughter..."

The rain was pouring and the storm was whimpering, and everything was white.

Bai Yujun, who was covered in broken armor, looked at Xiao who was rapidly losing his divinity, and just watched quietly. The snow-white dragon's tail hung in the ice water, and the rainwater flowed along the edge of the helmet, washing away the bright red dragon's blood on the armor.

Looking from Xiao Yan's eyes lying in the ice water, Bai Yujun standing in front of him looked very tall.

The snow-white huge dragon horns are high and full of majesty.

"Let's do it... Hehe, you won, you should kill the loser..."

The rain was still falling, and Bai Yujun still stared at Xiao without saying a word.

Just stood there quietly.

"Kill me...! Do it!"

No matter how much he shouted and cursed, he still refused to take action. He really wished Bailong would take action instead of like this. The feeling of lying on the ground waiting for death was really bad, like an animal whose throat was cut and left to die.

For a long time, Bai Yujun lowered his head and looked at Xiao and finally spoke.

"I will not kill you, nor will I let you go. You will spend the rest of your life in a prison."

Xiao Wenyan was stunned for a moment, and then turned pale with panic.

"No...kill me! I beg you to kill me! Or send me to the Dragon-Slaying Platform... Demonic Dragon! The remnant! Kill me..."

Bai Yujun was too lazy to say another word.
Chapter completed!