If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

The white-haired Dragon King's voice was weak, and even his breathing was intermittent.

He was seriously injured and could no longer maintain his human form. White scales emerged from his body, and fresh blood leaked from each scale.

When he wakes up and speaks.

Some dragon generals and monsters in this dragon palace dodged their eyes, while others looked at the young white-haired dragon king with mocking eyes.

But the woman in Chinese clothes with a white pearl on her forehead was still sitting next to the huge dragon head, lowering her head and peeling lychees one by one.

The white translucent lychee meat was piled up on the plate, and a cloud of mist appeared on the body of the big dragon hovering in the void of the Dragon Palace. The huge dragon body disappeared in the mist, replaced by a murderous look in the eyes, with curly hair and draped shoulders. man.

He sat on the dragon king's throne with a big horse and a golden knife, leaned forward, randomly picked up a lychee that had been peeled by the woman, put it in his mouth, and kept his eyes on the woman beside him.

Bowing her head and peeling the lychee, the woman named Xianzhu's eyes became more and more indifferent.

"If a dragon keeps company with insects and snakes in the dust, it is not worthy of being a real dragon, and it will even die because of it one day.

My son, Xianzhu has been a slave since I was a child. If you hadn't rescued me, I would still be confined in that dark water tank.

I don't want to be a slave anymore, and I don't want to die with you, son... When you die, I will erect a grave for you to repay your life-saving grace. "

As the water fluctuated, the Chinese clothes on Xianzhu's body also rippled.

When the white-haired Dragon King who was locked on the Huabiao heard Xianzhu's words, the vitality in his eyes dissipated because of this, and the only strength in his body seemed to be drained, limp and pulled by the chains.

"I've been away for ten years...if it wasn't for...if it wasn't for your palm, I never believe that you would turn your back on me."

The white-haired Dragon King seemed to have completely lost hope of life, and his body remained motionless.

At this moment, a wounded dragon suddenly flew out of the soil outside Longgong.

The flood dragon flew into the Dragon Palace, and the blood of the dragon was spilled.

The big dragon who was eating lychees on the throne snorted coldly and looked at the dragon in the distance.

The flood dragon prostrated itself in the Dragon Palace, uttering bursts of dragon language.

But the Dragon General didn't pay attention, he waved his hand casually, and said: "In the current Hezhong Dao, there are many disciples of famous sects.

Your skills are not as good as others, so you should have received a sword, but...you are a dragon under my command, so you can't receive this sword for nothing. Although there are many famous schools in the world, there are only a few who can fall into my embarrassment Not much.

Just take care of your injuries, and in a few days, I will let General Jie Yuanshui go with you to find them. "

The extremely majestic Jiaolong in front of Chen Shangu before lightly tapped the dragon's head, and then flew onto a Dragon Palace Huabiao, entrenched on the Huabiao, but there was still a murderous intent in his eyes.

The woman in green with the sword and the two ignorant mortal children should fall into his belly.

"Fu Yunqi..."

The Great Dragon General shifted his gaze to the white-haired Dragon King again: "The genus of the majestic real dragon follows the surname of ordinary people, and regards ordinary people who are not half your age as parents. Even this surname reveals a sense of despicableness. smell."

"However... this is always a small matter, but you should never delay the prince's order and play tricks in the dragon pan formation.

Do you think that you are the new former Xiahe Dragon King hand-picked by the Dafu court, so you can ignore the Wufang Dragon Palace? "

General Dalong had inquiry in his eyes, and the mysterious rune tattoo on his face was still faintly shining.

The white-haired dragon king Fu Yunqi didn't seem to have heard the words of the prince's dragon general, he was silent, as if he had died.

"You look like a mortal."

The dragon will stand up, with his body on his back, his long black hair wandering in the flowing water.

He came to Fu Yunqi and looked down at the former Dragon King of Xiahe: "I heard that you studied and practiced calligraphy with your humble mortal father, and even participated in scientific examinations before.

As a true dragon, he does not travel through clouds and mist, does not shine with the sun and the moon, and is born with a pair of cheap bones. "

"But even so, you are still a real dragon.

The eldest prince has already passed the order, he will not come to interrogate you again, you have delayed the dragon pan formation, you should die as a crime, the dragon is naturally noble, according to the habits of the dragon, you can choose a place where the dragon falls, and become your death. "

The hands offering beads and peeling lychees next to the throne of the Dragon King stopped for a while, and then returned to normal.

The dragon general snapped his fingers lightly.

The body of the white-haired Fu Yunqi fell from the Huabiao.

On the wrists and ankles, there are still special shackles glowing with blue light.

Fu Yunqi, who had always been silent and quiet, seemed to regain some strength when he heard the words of the Great Dragon General.

He struggled to get up, turned around with two shackles, kept looking down at the road ahead, but didn't look at any figure in the dragon palace.

He staggered out of the Dragon Palace and walked in a section of the original Xia River.

"Father, if you were still alive, how would you teach me?"

Fu Yunqi had already had his dragon tendons taken out, and his whole body's strength was drained accordingly, but he still insisted on walking in the river, thinking of his father in his heart.

His father was just an ordinary shabby scholar. His fame in his life was limited to a scholar, and he failed in the number of examinations, and finally became an equally ordinary Mr. Caotang.

It's just... Fu Yunqi was seriously injured and fell on the beach. Mr. Caotang and his wife picked him up and took him home, where he took good care of him for several years.

At that time, Fu Yunqi's cultivation was completely gone, his physical body was locked up and he couldn't even return to the dragon's body, he was in a daze and couldn't remember the past.

Mr. Caotang, who had no son or daughter, told him that he was his own son.

Fu Yunqi still remembered that when that Mr. Thatched Cottage looked at him, the kindness in his eyes almost overflowed, and he also taught him to read and write.

"From the spectrum of chaos, don't open the world; in Huaxu country, see the spring and autumn early."

Mr. Caotang taught Fu Yunqi to write such beautiful words.

Since then, Fu Yunqi also likes articles and books.

In the blink of an eye, it was thirty years.

Thirty years, for mere mortals, experienced old age, sickness, and death.

Mr. Thatched Cottage finally died beside Fu Yunqi.

Fu Yunqi went to Taixuanjing, and this real dragon, like his ordinary mortal father, went to Xuandu to take the exam.

He didn't get the fame, but he got into the eyes of many adults in the Dafu court.

Later, the original Xiahe River flooded, which accelerated the catastrophe, and the original original Xiahe Dragon King was beheaded.

And Fu Yunqi was appointed as the new original Xiahe Dragon King.

It's just... Fu Yunqi always thought of his father, and always wanted to do something for thousands of ordinary lives.

Among the lofty dragons, there are also kind-hearted ones.

It's just...a kind-hearted dragon who is about to die.

Fu Yunqi walked for a long time in shackles. He became weaker and weaker, and his eyes were half-opened and half-closed until he reached the shore and reached the village that no longer existed.

Looking from outside the village, all that can be seen is a desert.

It was already night at this time, but it was still unbearably hot, and the middle of the river had completely turned into a furnace.

And because of the coming of the great dragon, the originally small village has been turned into ruins. People either died in the ruins, or became one of thousands of fleeing famine, fighting for their lives in this troubled world.

Fu Yunqi entered the village and headed all the way to his father's tomb.

It's just that the sky is full of dust and the road is blocked by wooden beams, making it difficult for Fu Yunqi to walk.

But he still knows the way, he has lived here for thirty years...

Even if the village has changed beyond recognition like him, Fu Yunqi still remembers where he came from.

He came all the way to his father's tomb, and saw two figures wandering there from afar.

A shirtless teenager squatted not far away, looking at the ruins of the village and sighing.

Another handsome young man in black was holding up his father's tombstone, brushing off the dust, and carefully studying the words on it.

Immediately, she seemed to notice Fu Yunqi's arrival again, turned around slightly, and looked this way from afar.

The same was true of another strong young man. When this young man saw Fu Yunqi and the dragon horn on Fu Yunqi's forehead, he stood up slowly.

His eyes seemed calm, but they were full of murderous intent.

Fu Yunqi turned his head and glanced in the direction of Dragon Palace, then hurried a few steps while dragging the shackles.

"Although I don't know who you are, I thank you for supporting my father's monument, but there will be monsters haunting here, it's too dangerous.

You guys... leave as soon as possible. "

Fu Yunqi urged the two to leave.

He wanted to fall into the dragon here, and couldn't bear to see these two teenagers affected by it.

Lu Jing looked at the dragon horn on his forehead, and then at the shackles on his wrists and ankles, a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

Indistinctly, a hidden ray of light descended from the sky, and the source came from the Dragon Slaying Terrace.

The light of Dragon Slaying Terrace shone on Lu Jing. Lu Jing looked at the scarred figure in front of him, but found that this person was quite different from Prince Xuanwei, Xiyunzhang, Beiquemu and other dragons.

At the very least, it lacks the mighty aura lingering on the dragon's body.

"Hidden in this tomb is your father?"

Lu Jing casually glanced at Chen Shangu who was not far away, and said, "I was waiting for the two of you to travel, passing by this village, and accidentally saw the inscription on the tombstone. I only thought the ink was amazing and the writing was beautiful, so I bothered the dead."

The pen and ink on the tombstone are running script, and there is no life achievements of the deceased on the tombstone, but only one line of writing.

"May my father go on a boat and sleep soundly among ten miles of lotus flowers. The fragrance is overwhelming, and the dream is very pleasant."

"Not far away, there should be a flowing water, but it has dried up now."

Lu Jing read the words on the tombstone, and his tone was a bit pity.

The writing on the stele was written by Fu Yunqi, so he was naturally very familiar with it.

When Lu Jing praised the writing on the stele, he was praising him.

But Fu Yunqi still seemed a little urgent, he frequently looked in the direction of Dragon Palace, and urged Lu Jing and Chen Shangu: "How can writing and ink be as precious as life?

Don't look any further, let's go. "

Fu Yunqi urged Lu Jing and Chen Shangu.

As for a woman far away, Chisu, a woman in green with a long sword on her back, looked at the two helplessly.

Even from a long distance, Chi Su could still feel the strong death energy on Fu Yunqi's body, and he could also feel the thick real dragon breath.

"This is a tortured dragon, and his hands are in shackles..."

"The bones of Lu Jing and Chen Shan really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Even if I want to protect them, I will be powerless."

It can be seen that the Chisu girl who met Lu Jing and Chen Shangu unexpectedly has a kind heart.

Lu Jing and Chen Shangu went together and wanted to go to the original Xiahe Dragon Palace.

Chisu couldn't persuade the two of them, and had already driven the sword light to leave for more than ten miles, but then remembered the many things her sister taught her, and couldn't bear Lu Jing and Chen Shangu to die in the dragon's mouth, so she turned back. He followed the two from a distance, thinking that if something happened, they could help each other.

When these two teenagers have suffered ordeals and know what fear is, they will naturally not be so reckless.

"These two people didn't see any abnormalities at all? This dragon urged them to leave, why are they still hesitating?"

Chisu patted his forehead helplessly.

And Lu Jing didn't intend to stay for a long time, he just nodded slightly towards Fu Yunqi.

Chen Shangu also saw that Fu Yunqi was different, but he was in the distance after being silent.

Lu Jing just turned around...

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance!

Rumble!

Just like a monstrous wave hit the table, a river channel blasted the waves, and the water flowed into the sky, and then turned into two shells.

Flowing water shells enveloped the river!

Fu Yunqi stared blankly, and slowly turned his head away...

"Presenting beads?"

I saw that there seemed to be stars and frost falling from the sky above the river, and the flowing water was like shells, shining with different brilliance.

"Young master, let's go quickly."

Under the star frost, the woman in Chinese clothes slowly lifted into the sky.

Fu Yunqi was seriously injured, and from a distance of more than ten miles, he couldn't see clearly at all, he could only see a blur.

But the voice went straight to his ears.

"There are people coming from Taichonghai, the young master has no way to survive, I originally thought of making a fool of myself, using my jewel as medicine, and took the opportunity to leave with the young master.

But now it seems that everything seems to be too late. "

"Young master, you rescued me from the stinking water tank. I originally thought about serving you tea, washing and cooking every day, but now it seems that all of this will be an extravagant wish."

"However, the young master has left the Dragon Palace, and there is a glimmer of life after all, so I will lock up the Dragon Palace.

Young master... After taking my orb, he gained life, and please don't forget to offer the pearl. "

The woman stood between the radiance and the flowing water, a stream of divine thoughts flowed in, and another ray of brilliance flew out from Xianzhu's body, turning into a stream of light.

The flowing light is bright and clean, containing a strong vitality, and lingering with turbulent vitality.

It can be seen that the orb in the radiance is an extraordinary treasure.

Fu Yunqi stood there in a daze, watching the orb flying towards him.

Lu Jing and Chen Shangu also looked at the rolling water.

Under the washing of the flowing water, when the soil on the mountain was washed away, a dragon palace was revealed.

Xianzhu shed tears and waved at Fu Yunqi from afar.

"Young master, there will be an indefinite future."

She whispered softly, then turned around immediately, her body also became lifeless, and her black hair instantly turned gray.

"Presenting beads..."

Fu Yunqi looked like a refined scholar except for the white hair on his head. When he saw that Xianzhu had become extremely old, he turned into a shining orb and came towards him.

For a moment, Fu Yunqi opened his mouth, and guilt flashed in his eyes.

He was guilty of doubting Xianzhu.

"This mortal world is already difficult, my father has been with me for thirty years, and finally left me.

Now you have to leave Xianzhu, I am living alone, sitting in the Dragon Palace watching the ups and downs of the creatures, looking at the dead bones in the original Xia River and the roadside, what is the point? "

Fu Yunqi was thinking like this, but then he thought of the Dragon Pan Formation built around the Dragon Palace.

"If there is no Dragon Pan Formation, all the people in this village will not be turned into blood mist, and there is still a chance of survival under the drought."

"Pursue what one wants, despise all beings in the world, and even deprive them of the chance to live...

But if there is no one and no sentient beings in the world, how can you live in peace if you are the Taichonghai Prince and the Great Dragon General? "

There was dead silence in Fu Yunqi's eyes, and he grinned.

This real dragon actually stood on the standpoint of a mortal creature, and ridiculed the Taichonghai prince who could turn clouds and rain.

Up to this moment, the streamer had already flown several miles away.

Fu Yun expected Xianzhu to open her slender arms and control the flowing water to lock the Dragon Palace, but he felt heart-piercing.

The young Chen Shangu has cultivated into a great sun in martial arts, his eyes and ears are fused with energy and blood, and he can also see the weeping of the woman in the sky, and the mourning of the shackled and scarred dragon in front of him.

"Dragon... also have seven emotions and six desires?"

Chen Shangu clenched his fists, he had obviously never seen too many characters, but at this moment he suddenly felt that maybe the dragon in front of him was a good dragon.

Lu Jing's black clothes fluttered, and the famous horse Zhaoye jumped down from the distant mountain, and it would turn into a jade-colored light and fly towards him.

Lu Jing got on his horse, his mind moved slightly, and all his blood was poured into Zhao Ye. Zhao Ye suddenly hissed and kept walking in place, as if something was brewing...

Chen Shangu was a little surprised, senior Lu Jing's white horse is so extraordinary?

Chisu in the distance saw Lu Jing and Chen Shangu still hadn't left.

"This noble son who doesn't know where he came from is going to die?"

They met by chance, but Chi Su felt a little worried: "He is not a fool, if he doesn't leave now, what is he going to do?"

Lu Jing... what is he going to do?

The long-clothed boy was riding a white horse, but his eyes fell on the mountain road and the river.

The rays of light from the dragon-slaying platform in the sky still fell into his eyes.

When his eyes fell on the Dragon Palace that was visible in the distance, he also saw wisps of rising blood mist.

The bloody mist seemed to form a large formation.

The large formation locked the void, but still the silt in the river was blown away by the flowing water controlled by Xianzhu.

When the silt in the river was blown away, corpses and white bones suddenly appeared in it.

And above the corpse and the white bones, in the place shrouded in blood-colored mist, one after another of unjust souls locked around the Dragon Palace could be faintly seen, with blood-colored flames burning on the unjust souls.

Those innocent souls were in a daze, only howling in pain.

People... their birthdays are over, they will pass away naturally, and the primordial spirit will also disappear, and most of them will not leave their souls.

Only when a person dies tragically, his consciousness and thoughts flow into the heaven and earth, and the spirit of the heaven and earth is endowed on it, he can become a wronged soul.

The hundreds of ghosts in the Hundred Ghosts Mountain are formed by wronged souls who have obtained the method of cultivation and gradually developed thoughts!

A dense mass of unjust souls floated around the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Palace became the eye of the bloody formation.

"The teacher wants me to see the world and the world, but is afraid that I will be disappointed in the world and the world... because there are too many things like this."

"Dragon...Why are you so bold? Unless you do this, the dragons are not the only ones in the world."

Lu Jing rode Zhao Ye, looking at thousands of innocent souls, countless innocent souls hanging in the air, compared to them, Lu Jing was as small as a speck of dust.

Xianzhu resolutely walked into the Dragon Palace.

"Young master... let's go..."

Rumble!

There was a crackling sound.

Fu Yunqi raised his head suddenly, followed by mocking laughter from the Dragon Palace.

The big dragon will turn into a real dragon, wearing armor, soaring out of the Dragon Palace, and has gone many miles away in the blink of an eye.

The real dragon stretched out its palm, and a magical power flowed out of the dragon's claw. Under the generation of vitality, it actually blocked the orb in the streamer.

Baozhu was arrested by the dragon general in no time.

The big dragon will turn into a human form, and at the flick of a finger, two more dragons take off from the dragon palace, each with a shell in its mouth.

The two shells were one, seemingly forcibly torn apart, the ends of the shells dripping with blood.

"Overreaching."

The big dragon came on the cloud, his expression was full of disdain: "Without the orb, you still want to lock up the Dragon Palace at the cost of life? Idiots."

"Fu Yunqi, for many days, I have seen Xianzhu all day long, and secretly seen her weeping. I know exactly what she wants to do.

She wants to save you, and I want to get her orb... so why not let you choose where the dragon falls? "

Dalong will stand in the clouds, looking down at Fu Yunqi.

Fu Yunqi was still in a daze, looking at the shells in the mouths of the two dragons.

"Eating dragon bone and dragon meat, you will be one step closer to becoming a dragon.

General White Flood Flood Dragon, General Black Flood Flood Dragon, you... have eaten this so-called Dragon King. "

The big dragon gave an order, and the two dragons roared and dropped the shells in their mouths at will.

The dragon's body is coiled, and a rush of air rushes up.

The black flood dragon opened its huge longan eyes, and instantly saw Lu Jing and Chen Shangu next to Fu Yunqi.

"Is it you?"

The black flood dragon will spit out words, the voice is like thunder, and the murderous intent is suddenly revealed: "It's just a condiment."

This black flood dragon had cold eyes and came rushing forward.

Fu Yunqi was still engrossed in those two shells, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, he faced the two flying dragons and walked forward.

"You are an extraordinary horse, please ride away, and I can stop you for a while."

The voice of the white-haired Dragon King came.

"I am the Dragon King, the one who sits high in the Dragon Palace, but now the Dragon Palace has become a place of blood sacrifice, and the lives of all people are ruined.

I can't even protect my father's village, nor can I protect Xianzhu. "

"But you are just passing by, you cannot die here."

Fu Yunqi staggered, and every time he took a step, the scales on his body became more obvious, and every time he finished speaking, his body changed slightly.

Until...he returned to his real body.

On the four dragon feet, two by two were chained with shackles.

But he still soared into the sky, with dragon blood spilled on his body, and his wounds were hideous.

Chen Shangu frowned as he watched this scene...

"The one who eats people isn't the original Xiahe Dragon King?"

At this moment, Lu Jing had already ridden on Zhao Ye.

The young but passionate Chen Shangu gritted his teeth and looked at the great dragon general in the sky from a distance, wanting to imprint the figure of the great dragon general in his heart.

"Before he died, he was willing to block the dragon for me and Lu Jing. There are also kind-hearted people among the dragons, but...he is going to die."

Chen Shangu clenched his fists tightly.

Seeing that Lu Jing and Chen Shangu were still standing there, Chisu on the distant mountain could only sigh helplessly. The sword light suddenly appeared behind him, turning into a stream of light, and flying over several mountains and rivers with Chisu.

Flying towards Lu Jing and Chen Shangu.

"You two are really lucky to meet me."

Chi Su gritted his teeth and thought.

Fu Yunqi completely turned into a white dragon. The body of the white dragon could only control the clouds and mist, but it could no longer control the vitality.

Two flood dragons came roaring, Fu Yunqi had no choice but to lay down the dragon's body, trying to stop the flood dragon with the dragon body.

The fangs of the dragon suddenly appeared, and the black dragon will swing the tail of the dragon that can tear off the mountain.

Great!

One shot!

Chen Shangu opened his eyes wide, hating this chaotic world even more in his heart.

A person with a good heart will always die at the hands of the wicked.

The same is true for this kind-hearted Dragon King.

But in a moment...

But he saw a stream of light flashing beside him.

Lu Jing's white horse jumped up and flew into the sky in an instant.

Waves of vitality surged, the famous horse shined at night, and Lu Jing's black clothes were blown like the wind from the sky.

call!

call!

His right hand landed on the Wind Exhaling Knife and flew straight towards Bailong Fu Yunqi.

"What is senior Lu Jing going to do?" Chen Shangu's pupils shrank slightly.

Chi Su, who came driving the sword light, broke out in sweat in an instant.

Because he saw that the ordinary white horses flew up into the sky like a bolt of lightning at this moment, and landed on the body of the huge Fu Yunqi white dragon.

On the body of the white dragon, the wind howled!

Zhao Ye still led Lu Jing along the winding Fu Yunqi dragon body.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon head has arrived.

The energy and blood of the two flood dragons surged, and the Dragon Attribute Mysterious Arts erupted from them. The energy and blood changed like the sun, and the sea of ​​clouds churned, covering the sky and the sun.

One dragon claw and one dragon tail wanted to split the white dragon into two parts.

And Zhao Ye was already on Fu Yunqi's head.

Fu Yunqi shook his head with difficulty, trying to throw Lu Jing off and save him from death.

Zhao Ye seemed to have roots under the hooves of the horse, and it remained motionless.

Meanwhile, Lu Jing's blood flowed from the air first, and poured into the Wind Exhaling Knife at his waist.

Since the first ray of Xiantian Blood was born in Lu Jing's Martial Dao Sun, one or two months later, Lu Jing finally proudly forged a complete Xiantian Blood together, stepping into the realm of Martial Dao Xiantian.

Entering the Xiantian, all the veins are connected, the flesh and blood all over the body are crystal clear and flawless, and the bones are like white jade, but they are enough to break precious iron!

When the dragon claws and dragon tail come with violent blood.

Seeing that Lu Jing was motionless, Chi Su felt that Lu Jing was looking for death.

Fu Yunqi moved his body, wanting to take the blow from the two dragon generals with his body, but he was seriously injured, so he couldn't dodge at all.

The dragon's claws and tail fell down, and the violent energy and blood came like a thunderbolt, straight into Lu Jing's five feet.

The fate of the gentleman's way is suddenly triggered.

Dou Xingguan's life shines on the stars.

The same is true for Zhanlongtai.

In an instant, starlight filled Lu Jing's eyes, and he could already see the weakness of these two dragons at a mere glance.

then……

Lu Jing held the Exhaling Wind Knife backwards with his right hand.

Draw the knife!

Rumble!

A spring thunder exploded in the sky, as if tearing the darkness, and tearing the blood in the sky.

The head of the Dragon King is blowing up!

The exhaling wind knife was unsheathed, and the gust of wind suddenly rose, and the thunder that supported the law of Lu Jingyuan's spirit merged into the heart of the spring thunder knife, and slashed out.

In an instant, thunder and wind broke the dragon's body!

The berserk sword intent has already shattered the vitality and blood in an instant.

The Hufeng Knife roared, showing its sharpness.

Lu Jing sat on the horse and drew his sword at a thought!

"Open the road to Shu!"

The sword-drawing technique obtained from Mr. Jiu can slay a dragon today!

The spring thunder flashed past, like opening the road to Shu, and exploded across the world.

The black and white dragon claws and tails of the two flood dragons were cut off and fell down from the clouds.

Lu Jing drew the saber out of its sheath, and then breathed out the saber back into its sheath, but only for a moment.

He was still sitting on Zhaoye, stepping on the dragon's head at Zhaoye, when the wind blew, the man, horse, and dragon almost merged into one.

"this……"

The chisu sword was unstable and wobbly.

Chen Shangu looked up, his clenched fists were loosened, and his face was full of smiles.

"I heard from the storyteller in the town that...among the rangers who have traveled the world, there are always unworldly experts who hide their strength."

Fu Yunqi was a little confused, entangled in the body of a dragon, controlling the clouds, and the light of the knife that bloomed above his head just now made fear rise in his heart.

"What is that?" Fu Yunqi thought to himself.

"Who are you!"

The Great Dragon General standing above the Dragon Palace asked with a frown.

Lu Jing's right hand was still on the wind blowing knife at his waist. He looked down at the bones and corpses under the Dragon Palace, as if he was muttering to himself, or asking the dragon general.

"Sin Dragon, are you guilty?"

The dragon will be silent, and after a long time, he suddenly burst out laughing: "A congenital martial artist drew his sword and beheaded two dragons, and dared to ask me if I knew my crime. Who are you, dare to punish me for my crime?"

Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and the rain-calling sword on his waist was unsheathed, and the sky began to rain lightly, and mountains of sword spirit stood in the light rain,

One hundred and eight mountains of sword qi shrouded the void.

Chisu's long silver sword began to tremble continuously... the dragon-slaying platform in the sky became clearer.

The dragon will be silent again until the time of two or three breaths has passed.

"You are... Tai Xuan Lu Jing!"

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