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Chapter 219 The small world is broken!

"Roar!"

The real dragon suddenly let out a shrill scream.

This really hurts.

Otherwise, with the pride of the Dragon Clan, he would never be so rude.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon glanced at the colorful rays of light transformed by the consciousness of the Sage of Time, and his huge dragon eyes were full of surprise.

"Undead magic is so powerful that it can attack the great sage beyond the level?"

Leap level?

Zhao Yi suddenly heard a familiar word and asked quickly: "Are there still three, six or nine levels of sages?"

"That's natural!" Zijin Shenlong said matter-of-factly.

"Didn't Ben Long say it before? There are differences in the strength of sages. The criterion for classification is the completeness of the rules of the great road that they have mastered."

"A sage who masters the rules of a complete avenue is called a 'sage of the avenue', and those who follow the rules of the avenue are called 'gods'. The True Dragon and the Spirit Master are the sages of the avenue, and the sage of time can actually only be called the god of the undead. .”

"The difference between gods and great sages is tens of millions of times greater than the difference in strength between ordinary people in your world of cultivating immortals and those in the ninth-level Saint King realm."

"The difference between the two is cloud and mud!"

Zijin Shenlong is indeed a know-it-all in the spiritual world.

Its words gave Zhao Yi the most intuitive understanding of the top combat power in the spirit world.

Zijin Shenlong ignored Zhao Yi.

Its eyes were still staring at the colorful rays of the Sage of Time.

Clearly, it is incomprehensible.

Why can the undead skeleton summoned by the Sage of Time hurt the real dragon?

Shouldn't low-level species like undead skeletons have been ground to powder by the pressure of the avenue before they get close to the real dragon?

Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment, and then told Zijin Shenlong about the origin of the little skeleton.

The Purple Gold Dragon told Zhao Yi many secrets of the spiritual world.

Although Zhao Yi can also inquire about those things, it is unclear whether he can inquire about them so clearly and how much it will cost.

Therefore, Zhao Yi chose to reciprocate the favor.

After hearing this, Zijin Shenlong's eyes suddenly widened: "You mean, you picked up that little skeleton at the entrance of Pixiu's temple?"

Zhao Yi nodded and said: "I saw that it was special at the time, so I put it away. I didn't expect that this little thing could have such an effect at the critical moment."

After listening to this, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon's eyes were shining brightly. He looked thoughtfully at the real dragon whose soul was damaged in the distance and had been tricked by the "thousand-armed and thousand-eyed spirit".

After a while, after confirming that the real dragon had no room to fight back, the Purple Gold Dragon finally spoke in a muffled voice.

"That little thing has an unusual background!"

After hearing what Zijin Shenlong said, Zhao Yi asked, "Do you also think that little thing is Pixiu?"

To Zhao Yi's surprise, Zijin Shenlong directly denied his guess.

"Although Pi Xiu also has the motive to kill the real dragon, there is absolutely no way that skeleton is Pi Xiu!"

Zijin Shenlong explained: "Although Pixiu is the son of a true dragon, he has not mastered the complete rules of the great road."

"This dragon just said that the difference between the great sage and the gods and beasts is the difference between clouds and mud."

"If that little skeleton is Pixiu, it can't get close to the real dragon, let alone hurt the real dragon's soul!"

"That little skeleton can hurt a real dragon, at least at the level of a great sage, so it can't be Pixiu."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi nodded thoughtfully.

Then, Zhao Yi suddenly thought of something and added: "By the way, I sensed the little skeleton's emotions before. It seemed very angry and seemed to have a grudge against the real dragon!"

"This is nothing." Zijin Shenlong said disapprovingly.

"The real dragon is very famous throughout the spiritual world for being despicable and insidious."

"Almost all the great sages who participated in the final battle had a grudge against it. You can't deduce anything based on this alone."

"This is also the reason why real dragons don't dare to return to the spirit world to recuperate when they are injured."

"Even after hundreds of thousands of years have passed, there are still many sages who want to kill the real dragon!"

Zhao Yi was immediately speechless. True Dragon's reputation in the world of immortality is still very good.

Taotie was honored as a mythical beast by immortal cultivators because it took the name of the Five True Dragon Sons.

If those monks knew that the real dragon was like a rat crossing the street in the spiritual world and everyone yelled and beat him, I wonder if the Taoist heart would be broken.

Rumble!

At this moment, a thunder suddenly exploded over the small world.

Zhao Yi's expression changed and he quickly looked up.

I saw the Chaos Storm crushing the small world barrier in an extremely violent manner.

"what happened?"

Zhao Yi saw the small world barrier being squeezed and twisted into an extremely dangerous arc, and the color on his face instantly disappeared.

His lips trembled and he said in shock: "Why did Chaos Storm suddenly go berserk?"

The purple-gold divine dragon looked at the manic world-destroying divine thunder above the small world, and his eyes became serious.

It said uncertainly: "When the little skeleton attacked the real dragon just now, the dragon's breath that originally attacked the spirit missed and seemed to have gone towards the chaotic storm."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi also remembered.

There is indeed such a thing.

Zhao Yi also saw it.

The dragon's breath that the real dragon breathed out with all its strength did go out of the small world.

It's just that the scene was chaotic at that time. Zhao Yi focused on the little skeleton and forgot about the dragon's breath.

At this time, Zhao Yi finally realized the danger when he heard Zijin Shenlong talk about it.

He asked Zijin Shenlong: "How powerful is the dragon's breath compared with your thunder spirit bead?"

When Zijin Shenlong heard that Zhao Yi was comparing him to a real dragon, he almost rolled his eyes.

"You really think highly of this dragon!"

"What kind of thunder spirit bead is this dragon? How dare you compare it with the dragon breath of a real dragon!"

"You have forgotten what I said before. The real dragon has mastered a complete avenue."

"Although this dragon is also transformed by the rules of the great road, there are nine levels of thunder of the great road, and this dragon is only one of them. There is also a world-destroying divine thunder above your head!"

"So, this dragon is just a divine thunder!"

"The thunder spirit beads of this dragon are completely different from the dragon breath of the real dragon!"

Zhao Yi understood this time.

He pursed his lips and said with a silent bitter smile: "So, we are doomed?"

"What do you mean we?" Zijin Shenlong corrected seriously, "You are dead, but this dragon may not be fine!"

After the Purple Gold Divine Dragon finished speaking, he looked at the small world barrier that was about to burst, and said impatiently: "Hurry up and release this dragon! This dragon has just transformed, and I don't want to be buried with you!"

After saying this, Zijin Shenlong added: "Don't worry, I know the rules of your world of cultivating immortals. From now on, I will burn paper for you on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, ensuring that you have money to spend down there!"

Zhao Yi twitched the corner of his mouth and pretended not to hear.

There are advantages and there are dangers to escape from.

There is nothing so cheap in this world!

Seeing that his dragon kept urging him, Zhao Yi said seriously: "You took form in the small world. You are considered the guardian dragon of the small world. How could you escape? As for burning paper, don't worry. I am very lucky. I can't go out. You must pick up money, even if you get down there, you won’t be afraid of running out of money to spend!”

When Zijin Shenlong heard this, he was so angry that he started to curse.

boom!

At this time, a loud noise came from the sky above the small world.

Zhao Yigang was about to raise his head when he suddenly felt his feet trembling, and the ground began to shake.

The barrier of the small world exploded!

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