Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 326 True Dragon Horn, Taihang Sword Cultivator! (one more

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The two of Su Qinian appeared, the Queen Mother's eyes lighted up slightly, she nodded and said: "Excellent spiritual and martial arts, rare dignified, not bad young man."

Not vulgar, rare, not bad, even Su Qinian couldn't help trembling slightly, with his cultivation base and martial strength at this time, even the admiration of ordinary top souls would not make him have such emotional fluctuations, But the person in front of him is not an ordinary person, but the biological mother of the first emperor of Great Xia throughout the ages.

In the last generation of human emperors in the Great Xia, the demon clan came, an unprecedented catastrophe, human emperors fought bloody battles, and became holy. Even in later generations, there has never been a second human emperor, a second saint .

It can be said that until the year when Su Qinian and others lived in the later generations, the Human Emperor was still the Human Emperor, the first person in ancient and modern times, and the only saint in the human race for five thousand years.

"Meet the Queen Mother."

Su Qinian and Su Qinian both bowed and saluted at the same time. Everything fell into their eyes just now. This is a respectable elder, the mother of the Emperor who died in battle, and the last person in Dragon Bird Palace.

"If you come to see me now, you must have something to say or ask. Ask, as long as it doesn't endanger the foundation of my human race, the old man will tell you if he knows." The queen mother said suddenly.

Su Qinian and the two of them didn't show any surprise either. If the Emperor's mother didn't even have this bit of insight, they would be too disappointed.

After pondering for a while, Su Qinian said: "The royal family upholds the aura of a real dragon. I would like to ask the Queen Mother, where is the nearest real dragon conceived?"

The reason why he speaks so bluntly is because this act is in accordance with the fate of the heavens. If you want to come to heaven, you will not care about some words that do not involve too much future generations, and the past is irreversible. With the attack, the Heavenly Dao didn't cast a catastrophe, but with Su Qinian's keen spiritual will, he still felt that there was an indistinct energy between the heaven and the earth to lock them in.

The past is the past, and once the years that have passed have changed, the future must also change.

This is destined to be unacceptable to the operation of the law of heaven. Based on Su Qinian's estimation, for example, the third prince of the Kunpeng royal family, Kunduanshen, and his party, probably never thought of going back alive from the moment they entered the Dragon Tomb.

The monster clan is determined to overturn history.

This is not a story made up by storytellers. There are so many prophets who have gone back to the past and changed history. The time and time are all in this universe. How could it be possible to allow abnormal numbers that violate the established laws to appear.

A real dragon born!

On the dragon chair, the queen mother who was sitting upright slowly got up. This old woman who looked a little short had a gentle aura at this time, but she also had a great majesty.

"The old dragon falls, and the new dragon emerges. This is calamity and reincarnation. But young people, you are only third-rate cultivation bases. If you want to inherit the dragon's veins, it may not be that simple. Now that my great summer is about to fall, chance and fortune are also a heavy burden. Now It's not a peaceful and prosperous age, you have to think about whether you can hold it."

The queen mother said solemnly, looking at Su Qinian and Liu Qingchan, she never expected that these two young people would know the secret of the true dragon. It seems that these two young martial arts juniors probably have a great inheritance behind them.

In fact, she only felt the real dragon that was about to be born a few days ago at the moment when the emperor died in battle. It's a pity that she was the only one left in the entire royal family, who was dying and could not help the real dragon.

Naturally divine, how can there be no calamity? The growth of any real dragon is not smooth sailing. Demons, ghosts, and ghosts all want to devour young dragons, break through the good fortune of heaven and earth, and achieve greatness.

"The demon clan will definitely be expelled."

Su Qinian solemnly said that he could not reveal too much, this was his only promise to the Emperor's mother.

Xixiu Xiuming Dao, condensing the heart of light, never promise lightly, if not, it will make the heart of light retreat, so Su Qinian never promises lightly.

The imperial mother smiled, and a gentle smile appeared on the face of the mother of the emperor, whose lifespan was almost at the end of her life. Her eyes were as warm as the sun. She stretched out a hand, and a single horn that was only a foot long appeared in the palm of her hand. , as golden as jade, crystal clear, although there is no qi, but with dragon veins, Su Qinian and the two can still feel a familiar and huge majesty from above.

"True dragon horn!" Liu Qingchan said.

"That's right." The Queen Mother nodded, "Take this real dragon horn, and it will guide you to the dragon's lair."

After finishing speaking, the old man tossed lightly, and the foot-long real dragon horn flew up and fell into Su Qinian's palm.

Good weight!

In an instant, Su Qinian felt that what was being carried in his hands seemed to be like a small mountain, probably weighing tens of thousands of catties. Before he could react, the appalling weight disappeared, as if he had sensed something and became as light as ever. nothing.

The smile on the Queen Mother's face grew stronger, and said: "Go, remember, continue the fire."

Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian and the two bowed and left without looking back.

In Su Qinian's perception, in the Hall of the Human Emperor, the Queen Mother's spine is straight, like a real dragon running through it. She is short in stature, but has the temperament of a dragon and the majesty of a prison. Not high, but also awe-inspiring and inviolable, sacred and unyielding.

The emperor dies at the frontier, and the emperor's mother guards the country!

This is the last time of the Great Xia, the beginning of the dark years, the eighty-one years of human struggle.

When the two of Su Qinian left, they sat on the dragon chair in the Emperor's Palace.

The queen mother smiled, took a deep breath, and murmured: "The person you saw finally came, the successor of the light, the person chosen by the long river of time and space."

……

Leaving Longque City and taking a last look at this majestic Daxia Imperial City, Su Qinian and his party were a little silent. They knew that in a few days, this imperial city would become eternal history. Yes, tens of millions of people will be killed and become food for blood.

The following eighty-one years have been a long period of darkness, a history of human struggle.

They can't do anything, and they can't do anything. In front of the monster clan's iron hooves, they are just a group of stronger ants that have not yet grown up, and will soon be submerged into dross.

Now, the only thing they can do is to find the lair of the real dragon and protect the sage of the dragon clan who is about to be born in a catastrophe.

Only the sage of the Dragon Clan who survived could have the earth-shattering taboo power, truly exile the Nine Demon Saints, and restore the peace of the human race for more than [-] years.

Immediately, Su Qinian no longer hesitated, he tried to hook the real dragon horn in his hand to guide the direction.

First of all, he injected the real dragon's energy in his body into it. In his opinion, this should be the most correct force to activate the real dragon's horn, and it can be recognized only if it has the same origin.

But soon he showed doubts, because after the real dragon's horn swallowed some of the real dragon's energy, there was no change except that the horn became more crystal clear.

Useless!

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, as if he was in some trouble.

However, when he tried to inject life-saving zhenqi into the dragon horn, the whole real dragon horn suddenly burst out with dazzling light, like a battle light, illuminating the way forward.

A strange color flashed in Liu Qingchan's eyes, and the same was true for the rest of the people. They didn't realize until the real dragon's horns glowed that the light could really guide the direction. This kind of feeling can only be felt, not seen, but they all understand it. They realized that the real dragon horn was guiding them in the Far East.

Land of the Far East!

A group of people looked at each other, no longer hesitated, and immediately set out on the road.

Taihang Mountains.

This is an ancient mountain range with cliffs and cliffs like a sea of ​​smoke, stretching from east to west, traversing most of the land of the human race.

One day later, following the guidance of the real dragon horn, Su Qinian and his party stepped into the Taihang Mountains.

So far, it has been three full days since they went back to the past.

According to the guidance of the real dragon's horn, the real dragon's nest is in the Taihang Mountains.

There are still [-] days left, it seems that there is plenty of time, but Su Qinian and others understand that it may be far from that simple.

Sure enough, within a few miles of entering the Taihang Mountains, the group was stopped.

These are a few young men in white robes, holding long swords, blocking the front, and there is a sharp and sharp aura from all over their bodies.

Swordsman!

Su Qinian and others raised their eyebrows. This kind of temperament can only be possessed by martial arts practitioners who are truly sincere in the sword. The aristocratic family is rarely seen, giving up everything and focusing on the sword is a lonely and crazy road.

"Get out."

A young man in white robe frowned and said, "This is not the place for you to come."

"The Taihang Mountains are vast. When did they become privately owned? We have important matters to do when we enter the Taihang Mountains. Why do you guys block the way?" the Twenty-Third Prince said in a deep voice.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, step back!"

Another young man in white robe said coldly: "If you don't retreat, don't blame me for being rude!"

"What a big breath!"

The Twenty-Third Prince reprimanded that even if he went back to the past, he still had the arrogance in his bones as a nobleman. Facing a hero like Su Qinian, he was overwhelmed, but it doesn't mean that anyone can point fingers in front of him. Feel free to scold.

"A few catties and a few taels, just try it out."

call!

He jumped out like a gust of wind, with one palm out, like a dragon probing its claws, five fingers pierced through the air, tearing open five long vacuum marks, there were ripples around the fingertips, the original breath of fire flowed, and a radius of more than ten feet The air became scorching hot.

"How brave!"

Several young men in white robes were furious. One of them pointed his right hand together to form a sword. He swiped in the air, and with a clang, the long sword was unsheathed behind him, turning into a bright golden sword light, piercing towards the twenty-third prince.

"Sword control!"

A group of disciples of the Royal Academy raised their eyebrows. It turned out that it was similar to Shushan's secret, the skill of controlling swords.

Everyone is a proud figure of the younger generation of the big man, and they are all well-informed. It can be seen that the sword-handling technique of this white-robed youth is much more refined than that of later generations, but it also lacks a lot of exquisiteness. The blank is waiting to be boiled, of course, where the edge is sharp, it is more prosperous than the later generations.

clang clang clang clang!

A series of sparks erupted, and what the twenty-three princes urged was a top-notch martial art called "Thirteen Claws of the Dragon". Block it, just looking at the internal cultivation of the two, it seems that the twenty-third prince is more prosperous, and his true energy is more vigorous.

wrong!

A gleam flashed in Su Qinian's eyes. Apart from him, only Liu Qingchan and the young monk Mingjue could see that the true energy in this white-robed young man's body seemed to have bred a sharp edge. sharp.

The sharpness of the way of the sword has been refined into true energy.

Su Qinian has also heard that this is a path that only true sword practitioners will choose. Even if there are great clans like Shushan in later generations, there are not many who can do this.

Assimilate all the true energy of the inner family with the sharpness of the sword, turning it into sword energy, the flesh shell as the sword body, the spirit as the hilt, and the sword energy as power, thus stepping into the realm of true human-sword integration.

Generally speaking, on Mount Shu, only those who have been in the first-class Hunyuan realm for a long time, and who have profound cultivation can reach it when they are close to the top Yuanshen realm, so that they can use the realm of the unity of human and sword to prove Daoyuan God, break the shackles.

puff!

After ten moves, the Twenty-Third Prince groaned, staggered back, one palm was bloody and covered with sword marks.

Actually lost!

All the children of the royal family and the students of the Royal Academy were shocked. Here, apart from the few outstanding young men on the dragon and tiger list, the princess of Hanyang and the [-]rd prince were actually defeated by a seemingly ordinary Young man in white robe.

You must know that the twenty-three princes are definitely not weak. They are young masters who are very close to the dragon and tiger rankings. After a few days, you can get a top-notch inner strength method in the arsenal of the universe, and the starting point is far higher than that of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

"die!"

The white-robed young man who made the move didn't intend to stop. He moved with the sword, and the fingers of the sword cut through the air. The long sword was bright, the sword energy was breathed out, the golden light was brilliant, and the original aura of the golden line was strong, as if the next moment, a mystery would be born. Power.

With a flash of golden sword light, it pierced towards the twenty-third prince's chest.

Su Qinian shook his head, this is not an experience, there is no time to delay, he made a move.

Ding!

With a soft sound, ten feet away, the figure of the young man in white robe stopped abruptly. He was dumbfounded, and saw a young figure in dark blue robes suddenly appear in front of the twenty-third prince. It is clear when it appeared and how it was shot, but at this moment, all he has in his eyes is his life-saving long sword, a half-step traceless weapon, and the tip of the sword that breathes out the sword energy. Caught between two long, white fingers, he couldn't move.

He tried his best to use the sword control technique, mentally moved the natal sword, and wanted to break free, but those two fingers were like divine iron, no matter how sharp the sword energy was, they couldn't leave any scars on them, and it was even more impossible to break free. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. Starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps. 10000 words and 4000 words will be sent for the first update.)

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