Chapter 74: The Dragon Spear
"The defense in this Dragon Palace is becoming more and more relaxed. Didn't I specifically order you brothers to keep an eye on the Ao Ling girl? How could it be like this!"
Listening to the old man's angry voice, a look of hesitation flashed across the face of the silver-armored dragon, and he looked a little hesitant. However, after feeling the cold gaze of the old man in front of him, the silver-armored dragon straightened his face and said: "It's the order from the elder brother.
He said that even the younger sister has already cultivated to Daluo, and we brothers are still wandering in the Taiyi realm. He said that we were embarrassed and told us to go back to our own Dragon Palace to practice."
"So you just listened to that little brat Ao Qi and ignored my orders!"
The old man's beard trembled with excitement, and his angry gaze almost turned into reality, igniting the silver-armored dragons in front of him.
"Uncle, you also know that although there are more than a dozen of our brothers, only the eldest brother and the third brother have been promoted to the Dragon King realm. Now the third brother is out and cannot be contacted at all. The eldest brother practices all day long and does not care about worldly affairs. Even if we have more than ten brothers
If we work together, we are no match for my little sister."
Feeling the furious look on the silver-haired old man's face, the silver-armored dragon clan showed a scornful look on its face and defended in a low voice.
Peng!
A loud noise came from above, startling the silver-armored dragon clan. The young man quietly looked up and found that the table in front of the silver-haired old man had been smashed into powder. He was panicked and quickly said: "Uncle, you
Don't be angry yet, I'm going to bring my little sister back."
The young man stood up quickly, panicked, and turned into a real dragon surrounded by endless starlight. He turned around and was about to fly away from the Dragon Palace.
"etc!"
Above, the silver-haired old man shouted coldly, and solidified the silver dragon in mid-air. With a wave of his hand, a black-haired young man with a blank expression was thrown out by the old man, and was thrown out of the Dragon Palace together with the silver dragon.
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"You two brothers go together. If you can't bring Ao Ling back, or if Ao Ling loses even a hair, you two will never come back!"
Outside the Dragon Palace, the silver true dragon transformed into a Taoist body again, grabbed the black-haired young man next to him, and said excitedly: "Brother, hurry up, the plan has been completed perfectly. Next, we will meet up with the little sister first, and then we can
Heading to the ancient continent."
"Hahaha, let me just say that my plan is perfect. Even if my uncle finds out in the future, and my little sister is blocking it in front, we..." The black-haired young man laughed and looked at Yin.
Young man in silver armor, but suddenly, the black-haired young man's laughter stopped suddenly, his face straightened, and he said seriously to the young man in silver armor: "Wait a minute, I don't know what the plan is, and it has nothing to do with me."
"Brother, what are you talking about? Didn't you say that? As long as we seduce the little girl to go to the battlefield, we can use the excuse of recovering the little girl to get out of the restriction of the Dragon Palace..." The young man in silver armor kept talking.
He said absolutely, completely ignoring the look of despair on the face of the black-haired young man in front of him.
Suddenly, a cold palm pressed on his shoulder, causing the silver-armored young man's voice to disappear instantly. Star-dusted eyes looked at the old man Ge Yi who suddenly appeared behind him. The silver-armored young man's face instantly turned into a thick color
sneer.
"Prime Minister Xuanming."
"Hehehe, you two brothers have a lot on your mind. Don't rush to find Princess Ao Ling. You two and I will go to see Taixu Dragon Ancestor first." The old man Ge Yi had a gentle smile on his face.
He said, his eyes slightly narrowed, with a kind look on his face.
"No, I don't want to see my uncle, I don't want to go to Dragon Prison..."
The silver-armored young man shouted, his voice was so pitiful, and his state was so crazy that the black-haired young man couldn't help but tremble, and with a step, the black-haired young man was about to escape from here, but suddenly, the young man noticed a layer of pain all over his body.
A faint jet-black light floated in the water, and with a sigh, the black-haired young man said: "Prime Minister Xuanming, you don't have to do this, we two brothers will accept the punishment."
"That's good." The old man Ge Yi looked at the two dragons in front of him and sighed softly: "Although Dragon Prison is scary, there won't be much danger with your two cultivations. Just treat it as...
It’s time to temper your mind, remember, don’t act like this next time, the ancient continent is not the kind place you imagined.”
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On the shore of the East China Sea, Ao Ling, who was chasing Demon Lord Qingge, showed an impatient look on his face. Zhenshou frequently looked back at the Longyuan of the East China Sea, but he never saw the two figures he expected.
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"Really, eldest brother and thirteenth brother, why aren't you here yet?"
In the impatience of his heart, the attack frequency of the five innate spiritual treasures controlled by Ao Ling became more and more urgent, and the magnificent divine radiance and sword light crashed down. Qing Ge Demon Lord could only helplessly raise the god and demon yue in his hand, and hit it again and again.
Block these attacks.
Behind him, twisting whirlpools floated in Beiqi's hands. Several long halberds that were pierced were twisted and broken by Beiming Guizang. His white right hands were pointed together into a sword, and a dark red sword light flew out and slashed in front of him.
The aquatic monsters from dozens of planes with killing intent were chopped into two halves.
With his eyes fixed on the Qingge Demon Lord who was being chased by five spiritual treasures, Beiqi grinned and moved away from the battlefield to avoid being accidentally injured by the Pearl Princess.
"The Dragon Clan is really rich. It is indeed the largest clan occupying the whole world." Beiqi sighed as he watched the figure of Demon Lord Qing Ge being smashed away by the cauldron.
"Are you envious? Do you want to consider joining the dragon clan? I see that you also have a faint dragon energy permeating your body. You should also have the blood of dragon and snake."
Behind Beiqi, a middle-aged man with perfect physique, burly figure and well-dressed man spoke. A pair of eyes full of thunder and lightning looked at Beiqi, as if the lightning flashed with lapis lazuli, which brought Beiqi to
A lot of pressure.
A black spear that was as thick as a child's arm was easily swung by the man. The sound of "buzzing" wind tearing continued to sound. The surrounding water vapor was quickly swept up by the spear, and then was blown away by the flashing sun on the spear.
Fire lava glows and evaporates.
"There is no need to join the Dragon Clan. After all, it would not be nice to talk about changing the clan."
The Yinhuang Demonic Sword appeared in his hand. Beiqi looked at the middle-aged man who was full of power in front of him, grinned slightly, and said with a smile: "I dare to ask my friend's name."
"Xing Jun, an ordinary member of the Dragon Clan." He said casually, and the ordinary spear in Xing Jun's hand suddenly burst into majestic dark golden fire, and a majestic earth vein dragon energy burst out, even if Beiqi
He also released all his energy, and was crushed by the energy of this spear and retreated continuously.
"The top innate spiritual treasure!"
The pupils shrank slightly, and the seventy-two dark innate killing auras of the Yin Huang Demon Sword in Beiqi's hand were completely integrated into the blade of the demon sword, raising the attack power of the Yin Huang Demon Sword to the level of a top innate spiritual treasure.
The dark red Beiming Daoqi on the Yinhuang Demonic Sword turned into endless electric light, and six unparalleled killing sword lights wandered around Beiqi, blocking the wave of energy that erupted from the spear in Xingjun's hand.
However, although with the blessing of the seventy-two innate killing auras, the power of the Yin Huang Demon Sword has temporarily reached the level of the top innate spiritual treasure, the consequence of doing so is to damage the body of the Yin Huang Demon Sword, so it cannot last long.
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boom!!
Before Beiqi could recover, a spear that looked like it was protruding from the abyss had already pierced through six killing sword lights, torn apart the wind and tide, destroyed the twisted Guizang whirlpools, and merged with the weapon in Beiqi's hand.
The Yin Huang Demon Sword launched the most direct collision.
The majestic dark golden dragon energy erupted. Beiqi's arm holding the Yinhuang Demonic Sword trembled, and his figure couldn't help but continuously retreated a hundred feet before he could stop himself.
Waves of increasingly violent power surged along the Yinhuang Demonic Sword in his hand, exploding numerous fine cracks in the void around Beiqi, and the pure power almost tore Beiqi's tiger's mouth apart.
"sharp!"
With an admiration in his mouth, Beiqi turned his wrist. The Yin Huang Demon Sword was like clear water waves. The feminine sword energy surrounded the black spear, bit by bit removing the fierce power from the spear and throwing it back.
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"If it can block the power of the 'World-wrecking Dragon Spear', your magic sword is not bad either."
The broad and thick hands held the black world-disaster dragon spear. A faint fighting spirit appeared on Xingjun's face. The tall figure strode forward, and the green and gold lightning flashed around the majestic figure, as if it was about to cover the surrounding sea area.
It completely turned into a terrifying thunder prison.
Before Beiqi could react, Xingjun's figure had turned into a flash of lightning and appeared in front of Beiqi. The dim dragon pattern on the World-Disastrous Dragon Spear slowly lit up, and there was a wave of energy that Beiqi was very familiar with.
The dragon's veins bloomed brilliantly, seeming to contain the most majestic power between heaven and earth, and struck hard at Beiqi's head. The violent power just showed its edge, and tore the twisting Beiming Guizang in front of Beiqi.
"Bingyi!"
The cold white frost appeared on the Yinhuang Demonic Sword, and the Beiming Dao Qi in Beiqi's body poured into the blade of the Demonic Sword like a tide. With a flick of his wrist, the Yinhuang Demonic Sword had already been slashed out in just one breath.
After thousands of blows, dense frost-white sword marks appeared on the thick world-disaster dragon spear, and dark red electric light continued to explode on the dragon spear, but even so, it could not stop this top-level artifact from continuing to move forward.
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"Kunwu."
His face remained unchanged, the energy of the metal gathered on the dark red sword blade, and a bright white sword light came first and struck the dragon spear that was almost touching Beiqi's head, giving it the ultimate sharpness.
The tide tore apart the surroundings. Even though the Dragon Spear of Disaster was a top-notch spiritual treasure, it had to tremble slightly at this time, and the vast dragon energy on it also disappeared under Beiqi's sword.
boom!!
Another strike of Kunwu's Sword slashed out, and the Dragon Spear of Disaster in front of Beiqi rolled back, smashed through the void, and fell into the hands of Lord Xing.
Looking at the simple dragon spear in Xingjun's hand, Beiqi's eyes flashed with heat, and he said: "A top-notch spiritual treasure created by the elites with dragon veins?"
"Yes, and it is also a top-level innate spiritual treasure that is transformed from a section of the ancestral dragon vein." Nodding slightly, Xingjun told Beiqi very casually. The bright dark golden dragon pattern on the world-disaster dragon spear in his hand slowly lit up, and the top-level
Chapter completed!