"Boom!"
The ground trembled, countless buildings collapsed, and the world seemed to fall silent after this crash, without the slightest sound.
Fang Xue's white dragon body lay prone on the earth, her eyes were open with no colour in them, so empty that it looked like an endless black night. She didn't move a muscle, just lying so still, but it brought about an infinite shock.
The dragons were all in disbelief that the Hall of Imperial Mother had fallen and ceased to exist. The disciples of the three southern domains were filled with inner joy after being surprised. Except for the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect who were a little low due to the simultaneous fall of the Killing Sword Dao Master.
"Hmph, what a royal mother, making our side lose one person before dying." The Heavenly Sword Dao Master flew through the air to the sky above Fang Xue's dragon body, revealing a hideous smile as he coldly said, "In order to give an explanation to the disciples of this sect, I'm afraid that you won't even be able to save this remains."
With those words, he had raised the sword in his hand, its white aura incomparably bright, seemingly illuminating the entire Dragon Palace.
"No!" There was another loud roar, still coming from Ao Fan's mouth. With tears in his eyes, he quickly approached Fang Xue's dragon body, but the distance was too far, and Fang Xue's dragon body was clearly within his sight, but he could only watch.
The Heavenly Sword Daolord chopped down several swords, pale sword qi covered the sky and fell in a staggered manner. In just a split second, Fang Xue's dragon body had been chopped into an unknown number of times. Pieces of shattered scales were blasted away, and cupped handfuls of gradually icy blood waved out in all directions.
"Don't!" Ao Fan cried out miserably in sorrow, tears falling like rain, his heart filled with trepidation, that was unheard of panic.
He had never thought about what he would do if Fang Xue no longer existed. On his path of growth, Little Spirit was his intimate warmth, and Fang Xue was the guardian who spread her wings for him. Only when he was guarded by Fang Xue would he feel at ease and not have to think about too many troublesome things.
But now, all of this would no longer exist!
He never knew that after losing his mother, his heart would ache that much, as if a thousand sharp pointed needles had gone through his heart, making it so painful that he could hardly breathe.
He felt as if the heavens and earth had lost their colours, and he himself seemed to have become a dispensable being, with no desire to live.
All of this was only because Fang Xue was separated from him by yin and yang, never to be seen again!
But even so, if Fang Xue's remains could be left behind, he could occasionally go to pay homage to it, quietly reminiscing.
However, before his eyes, the seemingly immortal Heavenly Sword Taoist Master was, sword by sword, harming Fang Xue's dragon body and stripping Ao Fan's mind.
With the descent of each sword, Ao Fan felt as if he was being cut himself, incomparably painful, painful in his heart.
"Destroy!" The Heavenly Sword Taoist Master's face at this moment was even more terrifying than that of a ferocious beast, as he held his longsword high in both hands, and the fiery white flames on the sword burned so brightly that even space was burned and distorted somewhat.
A sword was swung down by him again!
It was like a meteorite cutting through the sky at great speed, flashing away, leaving only a long white tail. This originally white sword light, why was it also that poignant?
"Stop attacking, I will exchange my life for it!" Ao Fan burst into tears and shouted loudly.
There were quite a few Southern Domain disciples around who had seen him long ago, but why didn't they come forward to attack? Didn't they all know Ao Fan's portrait and understand that capturing him could be exchanged for a large reward? Why were they just watching but not making a move?
The Heavenly Sword Dao Master heard Ao Fan's words and looked over, his gaze cold to the bone, but he ignored Ao Fan. Just on the corner of his mouth, a ghostly cold smile ticked up.
"Boom boom boom!" The sword light eventually fell, and would not stop for anything.
Above the earth, where Fang Xue's dragon body was lying, it was suddenly blanketed in white flames, burning a large area. The white fire burned Fang Xue's dragon body, slowly melting it, and from time to time, gorgeous sparks erupted where the fire and the dragon body met.
"What on earth is this for!" Ao Fan muttered to himself sadly, kneeling down on one knee, one hand covering his heart, looking at the white flames near his eyes.
One zhang in front of him was the white flame, and he could clearly see the Fang Xue dragon body that was being melted through the flame. He had the intention to stop the flame burning, but his strength not to say extinguish the flame, even close to the flame, will also be turned into nothingness within a breath.
The destruction of Fang Xue's dragon body was a foregone conclusion, but he couldn't throw himself into the flames of certain death. He still wanted to personally behead the Heavenly Sword Dao Master to avenge Fang Xue.
But it was this that made him even more distraught.
His eyes, there were no tears, no light, only brightly coloured blood!
Two lines of blood tears actually dripped from his eyes like this!
But in a moment, the blazing flames have burned out. Where is that huge dragon that stretches for hundreds of feet? There is only a fist-sized dragon pearl.
After the death of the dragon race, the whole body energy will be transformed into a dragon pearl. This dragon pearl can be said to contain all the essence of the dragon race in life, has a wonderful role.
But in Ao Fan's eyes, this dragon pearl was nothing more than a souvenir!
He stood up trembling and reached out his hand wanting to go forward and pick up the dragon pearl. But before him, the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master had already laughed and rushed forward, grasping that dragon pearl in his hands.
"Haha, a dragon pearl that was transformed by a dragon race of the eighth turn dao realm, how amazing its effects are!" The Heavenly Sword Dao Master was red with excitement and proudly put the dragon pearl away.
Ao Fan's outstretched hand was slow to retract. He shook his windless body and looked up. Looking towards the white-robed Heavenly Sword Taoist Master, his gaze steeply condensed, and he shouted in a cold voice, "Heavenly Sword Taoist Master, if I don't die today, as soon as I get the chance in the next year, I will let you die without a whole body."
He was roaring out, all the nearby disciples of the Dragon Race and the Three Sects of the Southern Domain heard it, and naturally, the Heavenly Sword Dao Master would not be an exception.
"You? It's useless to cultivate for another thousand years!" The Heavenly Sword Daolord's face was filled with disdain as he coldly said, "Furthermore, do you think you can still survive at this moment? Haha!"
Ao Fan's heart was as cold as ice. His face, pale and stubborn. Blood was already dripping from his tightly bitten lips. He just looked at the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master with undisguised killing intent in his eyes.
At this time, a white light suddenly flew in, in which a young man carrying a sword appeared. This man just landed on the ground and directly said to the Heavenly Sword Daolord and the Demonic Sword Daolord on the side, "Reporting to the two Daolords, the disciples have found the location of the Dragon Princess. However, she is inside a marvellous hall and we are unable to attack."
The Heavenly Sword Daolord laughed even louder at this and said, "The heavens have killed the Dragon Clan, ah, I heard that the Dragon Clan only has a royal son and a princess, but I don't want to think that no one will be able to escape today, and that they will be bound to break off the back. This prince will be left to you guys to solve, we will go and see what is the magic of that great hall."
The Heavenly Sword Daolord said, already flying away at the same time as the Demonic Sword Daolord. That direction was clearly where the Divine Dragon Hall was located!
"Ling'er!" Ao Fan shouted loudly, his heart incomparably anxious. He had already lost Fang Xue, and he did not want to lose Little Ling'er again. Otherwise, he might not be able to withstand that kind of blow anymore.
He quickly chased after her in the direction of the Divine Dragon Hall.
The surrounding disciples of the Three Southern Domain Sect returned to their senses, greed emerging in their eyes as they pounced towards Ao Fan.
"Prince, you go first!" At this time, I don't know which Dragon Clan let out a loud roar, and all the remaining living Dragons present desperately surged towards the Southern Domain Three Sect disciples, actually blocking all of the Southern Domain Three Sect disciples for a time.
Ao Fan fell into tears again!
He waved goodbye without words and rushed towards the Divine Dragon Palace.