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Chapter 447: Boy! You are looking for death!

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"Great Wilderness Prisoner Heaven Hand!"

Russell's mind moved, and the talisman formation around him frantically devoured the surrounding spiritual energy. The vast golden light directly turned into a huge pillar of light, rising from the sky.

The huge wave caused the dragon to turn its head, and it saw Russell's position and the huge wave at a glance.

It suddenly opened its mouth, and a dragon roar created a rolling wave, which whizzed towards Russell's body, trying to interrupt Russell.

The strange sound waves instantly passed through the spell formation and hit Russell's body directly. Russell's clothes instantly turned to ashes, revealing his bronze upper body.

The sound wave hit his body without leaving a single scar, while the surrounding land disappeared silently.

This familiar breath made the dragon stunned.

"Nine Revolutions Profound Art?"

How could this kid in front of me be able to practice both physical and magical skills at the same time and achieve such results

What would happen if we gave him time

The murderous intent in the dragon's eyes became even stronger. It twisted its body and rushed towards Russell's position, but it was too late.

Russell slowly raised his hand, and the huge beam of light in the sky had split into five independent fingers, full of antiquity and vicissitudes, with golden talisman patterns inlaid in them, looking extremely mysterious.

He pressed down directly, and his huge fingers, like five Optimus Primes, carried the breath of death and pressed towards the dragon.

The dragon did not dodge or evade, but charged forward with green light all over its body. For a top-level divine beast like it, no martial arts could be more powerful than its body, and this was its greatest confidence.

"boom!"

The two collided directly with each other, and the huge roar was mixed with a continuous stream of tiny shattering sounds.

There was a sound of crackling, and the sky-high saw was actually breaking slowly. The cracks became longer and denser, as if it was about to break.

The dragon laughed, how cruel it thought it was!

It turns out that it is just good-looking but useless. Mortals are mortals after all!

It swung its tail and smashed the other finger into pieces. It then crashed into the five fingers that were holding up the sky, and they were shattered directly, and it could no longer be stopped.

Russell sat cross-legged there with a very calm expression. He looked up at the swooping dragon and uttered something slowly.

"goodbye!"

The dragon instantly sensed something unusual, but it was too late. The broken fingers in the sky quickly returned to their original state as if time was reversed, and then merged together to form a huge hand.

"Great Wilderness Prisoner Sky Hand, five fingers, prisoner of heaven and earth!"

The huge palm held the dragon firmly in its palm. No matter how the dragon struggled, it could not break free.

A dragon is still a dragon after all. The green light on its body vibrates, and the giant hand holding it keeps shaking. With a click, fine cracks appear again, and the golden light has become a little illusory.

Just as it was about to continue exerting force, the green light on its body dimmed, and it did not notice at all that the corners of Russell's mouth slowly rose in the distance.

"call!"

A white figure broke out of the flood water below and rushed into the sky at an astonishing speed. The fierce wind tore through the air fiercely and went straight through the heart of the dragon in its wide eyes.

Its hard scales and powerful body now seemed extremely fragile, like a joke.

The heart was pierced through the chest, even a master at the level of a heavenly master would be powerless to do anything, after all, he is not a god.

The dragon felt that its demonic power was constantly draining away, which made it almost crazy. It wanted to make a desperate attack and release its innate magical powers.

The giant hand that restrained it clenched hard, causing blood to gush out from the dragon's chest and fall onto the surface of the river. Water vapor suddenly appeared on the surface of the river, followed by swarms of monsters.

This is undoubtedly a huge opportunity for them!

"How is it possible..."

"A mortal who is not a celestial master..."

The dragon felt more and more powerless. It forced itself to raise its eyes and looked at the white figure. Its eyes were empty and it held a sword in its hand. It was actually a puppet.

A puppet of the Heavenly Master level.

Under normal circumstances, as long as you are careful, it will not pose any major threat to it.

But unfortunately, it was completely defenseless and didn't even use its magical powers, and died directly at the hands of an ant.

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

The dragon closed its eyes and its struggling body fell down instantly. A green light flashed from it, and it tried to escape into the distance.

Russell stood up directly, and the huge Taotie phantom appeared again, instantly sucking back the green light.

In the green light, there was a small miniature dragon that was constantly wandering there. It no longer had the pride it had just had, but was now filled with fear.

This is the soul of the dragon!

"Boy, I advise you to let me go. I am the Ninth Young Master of Longjiang. You can't afford to offend me!"

Russell simply stretched out his hand and crushed the dragon's soul without hesitation. As expected of a demon beast of the heavenly master level, it provided hundreds of thousands of energy points in an instant.

But there was no joy on his face. Instead, he exerted force on his feet and soared into the sky. With a thought, he put the dragon's corpse into his soul space.

The undead puppet also returned the Seven-Star Sword to Russell.

The Seven-Star Sword is not a simple magic weapon, and Russell doesn't know its level. The spirit inside is dead, so it can't exert its maximum power and release its magical powers.

But it is hard enough and sharp enough.

The undead puppets at the Heavenly Master level could not pose any threat to the Heavenly Master, but they could launch sneak attacks with the sharp Seven-Star Sword, and few Heavenly Masters could withstand them with their physical bodies.

The dragon eventually died because of its carelessness.

Russell fled into the distance without looking back, but it was too late. Dark clouds rolled in from the sky, and a huge monster spanned the sky. A huge dragon head hung down from the sky, staring at Russell.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

The roar rolled in, and Russell felt a darkness in front of his eyes. The terrifying aura suppressed him so much that he had no power to resist at all.

The next moment, he felt his whole body relax, and a majestic voice sounded in his ears.

"Old bastard, if you dare to touch my Maoshan people, get out of here!"

"You are going too far. He killed my son."

"He died a worthy death. He controlled the flood and devoured all living things. He's dead, so what? You have many sons anyway, so it doesn't matter if one dies."

"ah!!!!"

The giant dragon in the sky was extremely angry. How could the life of a mortal be compared with that of a dragon

Even if a god kills someone, he can use his merits to offset the sin. If he doesn't have merits, he only needs to pay compensation.

After all, it is not easy to become an immortal, and mortals are just ants.

This is the tacit rule of the Three Realms. Because of the death of several mortals, he used this as an excuse to kill his son.

hateful!!!

With an angry roar, Russell felt an endless roar coming from the sky. For a moment, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The roar was getting farther and farther away from him, as if it had hit the sky.

In this earth-shattering duel, the aura of terror spread far and wide. All the masters in the world felt it and raised their heads in horror.

When gods fight, mortals suffer. This is not just talk!

Even if they have reached the pinnacle of the human world, to the gods, it is just a matter of a slap in the face.

Russell just stood there, a feeling of powerlessness spreading in his heart. In this battle, he was not even qualified to watch.

He could only stand there and wait, and just then, a figure appeared.

It’s the great elder!

"Great Elder, I..."

Russell hesitated to speak and wanted to admit his mistake. After all, he was the one who killed the dragon. He could have spared its life, but in order to eliminate the root of the problem, he still killed it.

Although it was possible to eradicate the root of the problem, it also completely brought a powerful enemy to Maoshan, at least an enemy of the god-level, the kind that would fight to the death.

He always felt that he had gone too far...

"Nothing!"

The elder's expression was calm. "That old dragon didn't care at all, because its little loach had violated a taboo by eating people. If the incident was reported to the Heavenly Palace, it would be in big trouble."

In heaven, it is not the world of demons, but the world of humans.

No matter whether it is the Emperor of Heaven or the great gods, they are all of human origin. Mortals are like ants, but they cannot be eaten by dragons at will. Usually, the dragons can turn a blind eye to them, but if it is brought to light, it is a capital crime!

So what if his dragon clan is not satisfied

So what if someone stabbed you in the back

His Maoshan has not collapsed yet, and the founder of Maoshan is still in heaven!

The Great Elder looked at Russell with increasing satisfaction. After just a few months of not seeing him, his strength improved so fast. With a mere eighth-level Earth Master, he was able to defeat a Heavenly Master. Even if the other party was a little careless, it was still extremely remarkable.

"I'm afraid you can't stay in this realm anymore. That old loach is notoriously shameless. There are still some things going on at Maoshan, and we can't keep an eye on you all the time."

It seems that a great catastrophe is approaching, and some people are becoming more and more restless. The underworld is also ready to attack the three realms. As the guardian, Maoshan is under doubled pressure.

"So, you must return to the underworld as soon as possible and take up the position of City God. By then, you will be a member of the underworld, and that old dragon will not dare to do anything to you."

This is the benefit of the system.

People within the system may exclude you, and may compete openly or secretly for your power, but if you commit a crime, everyone will tacitly lend a hand.

They don't allow outsiders to interfere in their internal affairs!

The elder slowly raised his hand, and a token fell into Russell's hand. "Go, with your master's care, you will return to the human world. Isn't your master there?"

Russell's eyes lit up and he instantly understood what the great elder meant. His eyes were full of joy. He remembered that his master once mentioned that the City God in his area was his master's junior uncle.

Although he had never seen him, he must be the successor and lived very close to the charity cemetery where his master was.

It can even be said that Yizhuang is within the territory of the City God.

After nearly three years, he finally returned to the world and met his master again!

"Thank you, Great Elder!"

"Go ahead, and remember to read more Taoist scriptures. Don't worry too much about your cultivation. Focus on cultivating your mind. That is very important."

"I see!"

Russell clenched his fists tightly and said, "I'm back in this world!"

You old bastard from Longjiang, just wait for me, I will be back one day!

ps: Today’s 7,400 words, the journey to the Eighteen Levels of Hell ends here. See you again Uncle Jiu in the next article.