Zhong Shenxiu is now standing on the edge of the valley, looking at the giant beast in front of him, pointing to the sky with one hand.
Suddenly, a ray of holy light came!
The moment the light beam dropped, the air in the entire valley became thicker.
Thousands of light needles poured down like a torrential rain, and Single-Horned Dragon Lizard raised his head and let out an earth-shattering roar. The dark red scales suddenly lit up with an earthy yellow halo - that was the Soul Power fluctuation of the earth's attributes.
The light needle pierced the halo and made a hissing sound.
Most of it was blocked, but 30% still penetrated the defense and submerged into the body of the giant beast.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard was in pain, and his huge body suddenly swung, and the bone spurs on his back shot out like a powerful crossbow, roaring towards Zhong Shenxiu.
Zhong Shenxiu did not go back.
He took a step forward and swept Sky Light Dragon Spear across his palm.
The blazing white light drew a semicircle and collided with the oncoming bone spurs. With a loud bang, the bone spurs exploded into debris all over the sky. Zhong Shenxiu's body rushed out from the debris, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Single-Horned Dragon Lizard's head.
five meters.
Three meters.
One meter--
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard opened its huge mouth, and a ball of breath mixed with gravel and earth-yellow light spurted out.
That is the natal magical power of the Earth Dragon Lizard clan: Gravel Dragon Breath.
Zhong Shenxiu pupils shrink.
His figure twisted strangely in mid-air, Dragon Spear touched the ground, and used the force to move sideways. His breath brushed past his side, and hit the ground ten meters behind him, blasting a large crater with a diameter of three meters.
The gravel splashed and jingled on the dragon's scales.
Zhong Shenxiu stood up immediately after landing, and a shallow pit was dug out of the ground beneath his feet. His speed was astonishingly fast, Dragon Spear was dragged behind him, and the tip of his spear plowed a deep ravine in the ground.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard raised his front paws and patted him down.
The claws were frighteningly big, and each of the five claws was thicker than Zhong Shenxiu's arm. Once it was hit, even if it was protected by dragon scales, its muscles and bones would be broken.
Zhong Shenxiu is not hardwired.
His figure accelerated again, and at the moment when the giant claw fell, it passed between the fingers. The giant claw slapped on the ground, with a loud bang, the ground shook violently, and several deep gaps opened.
And Zhong Shenxiu has already rushed to Single-Horned Dragon Lizard's side.
Sky Light Dragon Spear thrust out.
The shot was so fast that the trajectory was almost invisible, only a flash of blazing white light.
The tip of the spear accurately penetrated the joint gap of the giant beast's right hind leg, sinking completely into it.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard let out a shrill roar.
It turned around suddenly, and its tail swept forward like a huge steel whip.
Zhong Shenxiu drew his gun and retreated sharply, but still half a beat too late - his tail brushed against his left arm.
Click.
That was the sound of cracking bones.
Zhong Shenxiu's figure staggered two steps, and his left arm dropped, obviously unable to use his strength. But he didn't even frown, and Dragon Spear in his right hand was still pointing steadily at the giant beast in front of him.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard gasped and stared at the little human in front of him.
Its right hind leg was bleeding, and the wound was deep enough to show the bone.
That shot not only pierced the muscle, but also severed key tendons - the leg could no longer use its strength.
The wisdom of the thousand-year-old Soul Beast is not low.
It knows that it is in trouble today.
Zhong Shenxiu is watching it too.
There was no fear or hesitation in those light golden vertical pupils, only a concentration that was so calm that it was almost cold.
He is waiting.
Wait for Single-Horned Dragon Lizard to move.
Wounded beasts are the most dangerous and impatient.
Sure enough.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard can't hold it any longer.
It suddenly opened its mouth and spurted out another mouthful of Gravel Dragon Breath. But this time the power was obviously not as powerful as before - the injury caused its Soul Power to run sluggishly.
Zhong Shenxiu dodged sideways and suddenly exerted force with his right hand.
Sky Light Dragon Spear escapes!
Dragon Spear turned into a blazing stream of light, tearing the air and grabbing Single-Horned Dragon Lizard's head.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard's pupils suddenly shrank.
It wanted to hide, but the injury to its right hind leg slowed its movements by half a beat. It could only barely deflect its head, so that the shot originally aimed at the eye pierced the horn on its forehead.
Boom!
The light exploded.
The curved horn broke with a sudden sound, and the huge impact caused Single-Horned Dragon Lizard's head to jerk, and his whole body staggered.
And at this moment--
Zhong Shenxiu has rushed in front of it.
He held his right hand empty, and the light around him gathered again. But this time, what was condensed was not the complete Sky Light Dragon Spear, but a short spear that was only two feet long.
No, that's not a gun.
That's the blade.
A blade where light condenses.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard was frightened and angry, and opened her mouth to bite him.
Zhong Shenxiu did not return.
He didn't even raise his head to look at the huge mouth that could swallow him whole.
He just moves forward, forward, and forward--
Then, swing the blade.
The blazing white light traced a perfect arc, from bottom to top, cutting into Single-Horned Dragon Lizard's lower jaw, penetrating through the upper jaw, and emerging from the top of the head.
Blood splattered.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard's huge body froze in place.
Zhong Shenxiu passed by it, rolled forward the moment it landed, and lost its momentum. Then it stood still and turned around.
The light on his right hand has dissipated, and there is blood dripping from the fingertips - that is not his blood.
Single-Horned Dragon Lizard's head slowly slid down.
Boom!
The giant beast's body suddenly fell to the ground, raising dust all over the sky.
In the dust, Zhong Shenxiu stood upright.
His left arm hung weakly, and there were several new wounds on his body, and blood seeped out from the torn parts of his clothes. But his breathing was still steady, and his light golden eyes were still terrifyingly calm.
He lowered his head and looked at the broken horn at his feet.
Then, he laughed.
The smile was so faint that it was almost invisible.
But this time, it's not because of hunger or greed.
Just because at that moment just now, he felt -
Soul Power inside the body showed faint signs of loosening.
Level twenty-nine.
Not far away.
He raised his head and looked into the distance.
Deep in the jungle, there are more Soul Beast waiting for him.
And he has plenty of time.
Spirit Ascension Platform monitoring room.
Long Hengxu was silent.
He looked at the child standing next to the giant beast's corpse on the screen and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
After a long time, he struggled to utter a sentence:
"... That's Millennium Soul Beast."
Wu Zhangkong stood with his hands behind his hands and said nothing.
But the corners of his mouth were almost uncontrollable.
"Cut off one of its limbs, destroy its horn, and then kill it with one blow..."
Long Hengxu murmured, "He is only nine years old. Level 28. Entering Spirit Ascension Platform for the first time."
He turned to look at Wu Zhangkong, his eyes extremely complicated.
"Teacher Wu, this child..."
Wu Zhangkong said calmly, "My student."
Long Hengxu: "..."
Did I ask you this?!
Zhong Shenxiu had just experienced a fight, and the lone thousand-year-old Soul Beast and Flame Lion were picked to death by him.
But at the same time, it is inevitable that Zhong Shenxiu will have large and small scars on his body.
On the left shoulder blade, three deep claw marks with bone visible rolled over the flesh. Blood trickled down the arm, condensed into blood beads on the fingertips, and dripped to the ground. On the right side of the waist and abdomen, there was a burnt black mark - that was where Flame Lion's breath had been wiped by Lie Yan before he died. Although the dragon scales blocked the most deadly burns, the high temperature still passed through the gaps between the scales, burning the skin until the flesh was bloody.
He is just a second ring Soul Master.
He is not the Dragon Fighting Warrior who is messing around in the Dragon Fighting Illusion Realm.
Even with the blessing of inheritance and the blessing of killing skills, it still cannot change the fact that he is just a nine-year-old boy.