long night walk

Chapter 801 The word shame, so rule the gentleman
Ye Yichuan looked at the scene in front of him almost tremblingly, his eye sockets were stained red with blood.

Tianyao has a history of tens of thousands of years, and the real dragon has long since disappeared from the world.

However, dragons are more common in the abyss of some places of life and death.

Although it is called Jiaolong among the people of the world, the origin of blood can be traced, but Jiaolong is not a dragon.

Jiaos inhabit places where water gathers in lakes and abysses. They have fish bodies and snake tails, and they can fly fishes.

But these nine flood dragons live in deep mountains and old forests away from water and abyss all the year round, which is extremely against the law of nature.

Even more frightening is the huge Celestial Seal Sword Sect, the land of immortals guarded by Thirteen Swords.

A majestic Jiaoling mountain has been eaten by these nine dragons for many years, eating away at the base of the ridge, and they have not noticed it at all.

Those are nine flood dragons, not nine little monsters, they have inhabited the Tianxi Sword Sect for hundreds of years, and there is no trace of vision.

Today, it is beginning to appear majestic, its power and power seem to be able to swallow the moon and drive the sun, and it is unparalleled in ferocity.

"200 years ago, this seat granted Ye Yichuan nine dragon eggs, which he would incubate with his own blood essence.

He went up to the mountain to pay homage to his teacher, so he brought the nine little dragons to White Camel Mountain, where they hid quietly in Jiaoling Mountain.

With the secret art of 'Returning to Yue' that this seat taught him, he assimilated the nine little dragons and Jiaoling Mountain into one source.

Later, he borrowed Ji Pei to subdue Chi Yaozhi, and gained the right to freely enter and exit the Evergreen Pavilion.

According to the suzerain's order, he took a bowl of Chi Yao's blood every day and took it himself. In fact, he watered Jiaoshan with a bowl of blood food every day, but he used the blood of real dragons. "

Wang Yi smiled slightly, and said: "This is why the larval dragon can grow to this point in just 200 years?

With the help of the dragon's blood, they emptied the spirit veins and luck of Baituo Mountain, and let them destroy Tianshan Mountain by themselves, as simple as I just killed you. "

In an instant, Jiaolong Mountain, where towering, heavy and strange peaks stood side by side, collapsed into nothingness.

Between the rolling hills, it was as if a gap was suddenly gnawed away by a huge towering evil beast.

Jiaolong's body exudes a cold and gloomy light in the night, and its sturdy body is like a vigorous and powerful thousand-year-old tree, extending towards the direction of Tianshan Mountain.

The high arched body towered into the sky like a hill, and each of the fluttering beards was as thick as a water tank.

The beard and hair alone are like the old vines of a coiling snake, with a terrifying tendency to penetrate the mountain.

Each of the nine flood dragons held a ball of terrifying thunder and fire in their mouths, and they roared angrily.

The earth cracked inch by inch, forming terrible cracks, and the disciples of Tianxi in the mountain did not expect such a shocking change at all.

Before they could set up a defensive sword array to prevent the nine dragons from approaching Tianshan Mountain, they were crushed into mud by that huge and terrifying body together with the ancient trees of thousands of pines in the mountain.

Flood dragons raged in the Tianxi Sword Sect's mountain gate domain, crushing all the way through the border, piercing through the clouds and snow, rising into weathered water.

The clouds between the sky and the earth became even worse, and the nine dragons soared into the sky and disappeared in the clouds.

The dark clouds in the sky were churning like a sea of ​​ink, and the azure storm and thunder light rushed like a dragon in the low-pressure and thick clouds.

Immediately after, the void appeared, as if the sky was coming to the world, and the thunder and light were like pillars, pouring down, like a torrential rain washing the world, pouring crazily on the top of Tianshan Mountain.

The majestic and snow-capped Sword Mountain was split by thunder and fire, the sword moved and the mountain shook, and the road cracked.

In an instant, lightning flashed across the black void, and thunder flashed like a big fish in the sea.

The remaining eleven soul ropes were surrounded by thunder, and the thick and cold black iron chains left countless mottled and dark scorched marks in an instant, shaking alone.

Sword Master Yu's eyebrows were dark and cold, and he looked up at the sky full of thunder, and the palm of the sword hilt trembled slightly because of anger.

Under the light of thunder, everyone's faces were pale and ugly, and they subconsciously looked at Hao Nong and the other ten thousand people who had already turned to Wuxiu.

Hao Nong didn't understand what this look meant, his expression changed drastically, and he said:
"This matter has nothing to do with us. My ten thousand disciples are body forging martial arts. I have never dabbled in beast control. I don't know where these nine monster dragons come from."

Bai Li'an raised his head and pressed Haonong's excited body, and took a step forward with a solemn expression:

"The Jiaolong has the power of the Celestial Seal's mountain-based spirit veins, and its aura seems to have the same root as the White Camel Mountain. Moreover, they all have dragon power on them, and they have absolute suppression power against the soul rope of Tianshan Mountain."

These words directly explained once again the mistakes and omissions of the sword master Yu Yanghu.

These nine flood dragons are obviously dormant in the Tianxi Sword Sect all year round, their aura has long been assimilated with this mountain, and they have been stealing from this mountain's spiritual veins for many years, so they are so powerful.

How could Bai Lian, who was practicing Taishang Daoqing sword art with Sword Master Yu, not see that the sword energy on the Ziji platform hidden between his brows was flowing like a river at this moment.

Sword Master Yu snorted coldly, dispelling his doubts about Hao Nong and the others in Bai Li'an's words.

It's just that after many years, he once again confronted the Lord of the Devil's River, which made him feel an unprecedented sense of suffocating tension.

The methods of the demons emerge in endlessly, and he has not yet solved the suspicious troubles on Haonong's side, and he has not even had time to fully awaken the dead sword soul.

Everything is undecided, but one after another terrible troubles are falling towards him like butcher knives one after another.

The world has been peaceful for so many years, could it be that he is used to being at ease, and he was beaten to the point of being mentally broken when faced with a small-scale surprise attack plot by the demons, and he has no countermeasures at all.

Sword Master Yu had a headache that was about to split, and couldn't help but rub his forehead in deep thought.

Thinking back carefully, he suddenly realized that he once fought against the Mozong, because Ying Ji was there, he didn't need to think about the deceitful and insidious calculations behind the battlefield illuminated by the flames.

He only needs to fight with his sword in an open and aboveboard manner, and doesn't need to consider the poisonous plots at his feet and behind him.

Thinking of this, a frightening and absurd idea suddenly rose in Sword Master Yu's heart...

On the battlefield of demons, he made great feats with a sword, and the common people appreciate and praise him.

In the peaceful and prosperous age, he is a hero with unlimited scenery, a righteous gentleman with no time to spare.

The only stain in her life that can't be washed away is marrying a royal empress who was born in a cunning way.

Shame is a word, so rule a gentleman.

But now he suddenly discovered that without her, the war with the Demonic Dao was so difficult.

Sword Master Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and once again opened his eyes, his eyes became as cold as steel again.

Even without her so what!
He is the sword master of the world, and he holds the power of orthodoxy, even if he doesn't use that cunning scheme.

As long as he holds the sword of the world in his hand and can't break it, this group of demons and filth will never want to break his sword and lose his orphan!
The sword master Yu's eyes were cold and stern, and the finger resting on his forehead touched the center of his brow.

A stream of clear and holy green energy emerges from the Lingtai, and the blueness is extremely purple like a sword python, swallowing the sky and starting a prairie fire.

This supreme sword intent does not seek exquisiteness, but only for power, the world and the human world seem to be cut into two heavens and earth by the sword raised by this purple extreme python!
A painful hiss came from the dark clouds, the sound was like thunder and thunder, and two huge dragon corpses fell from the rolling dark clouds and thunder like a black mountain in the sky.

This sword cuts out the power of heaven and earth, even Hao Nong who dislikes Yu Duo, the sword master, can't but feel amazed and admired by this sword.

But those nine dragons all came out of Tianxi, and they inherited the fate of Tianxi together.

Sword Master Yu cut down a flood dragon with this sword, which is tantamount to breaking his own luck and damaging the Zhoutian Dao world in his body.

Such a high-spirited Ziji Python Sheng Yijian can only be cut with the sixth-level skill of Tianxi Jianzong Taishang Daoqing Sword Art.

The combined force of the thirteen swords may not be able to kill a dragon, and now it seems easy to die under this sword.

But with Sword Master Yu's act of injuring himself a thousand and injuring the enemy a hundred, how many swords can he unleash?
Bai Lian was amazed by the power of this sword, but felt that the sword master Yu's move was too self-willed.

If he lost the power to protect Tianshan, he would unintentionally push the Tianxi Thirteen Swords into an extremely dangerous situation.

But Sword Master Yu didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with his actions.

He pulled out the rising dragon, held the sword in his right hand and pointed at the sky, and then a star fell out of the clouds and lit up the mountains.

The Rising Dragon Sword in his hand turned into a clean and bright silver galaxy, rushing up to the sky, enveloping the entire Tianshan Sword Tomb.

Bai Lian frowned, thinking that this was just an expedient measure to harm his energy, and it would not last long.

He thought for a moment, and suggested: "I heard that after the end of the battle between righteousness and demons in the world, the suzerain was blessed by the celestial venerable to cut the immortal and establish the god, and pass it on to a holy supernatural power called 'Dianjian Palace'.

But in a short period of time, the power of the thirteen sword souls can be exerted to the extreme and integrated into one body, so as to obtain the state of sanctification and refinement for one day, and the cultivation base is comparable to the golden fairy in the sky. "

This secret is really not a secret to Tianyao Continent in the world.

Therefore, it was a very thoughtful proposal from Bai Li'an.

But Sword Master Yu frowned, his gaze cold.

The first swordsman, Junhe, was startled for a moment, and then explained in a low voice: "Little junior, I don't know, although the method of tapping the sword palace is powerful against the sky, it is not without cost.

After all, the suzerain has not been here for a thousand years. Although he is an immortal who has crossed the tribulation, he is far away from the realm of becoming a saint.

Forcibly changing the environment against the sky will cause the body to die for 500 years, the body will be like a tree, the heart will be like a stone, and the consciousness will be isolated from the world. If it is not a last resort, the sword master will not easily click on the sword palace. "

Bai Lian felt that this remark was really unreasonable, and he asked back: "Isn't this the moment of last resort?"

Sword Master Yu snorted coldly, looked at Bai Li'an with the eyes of an ignorant person, and said: "My seat's 'Dianjian Palace', Su Guanhai's 'Dianjing Mountain', Yin Dufeng's 'Burning Soul Palace' They are all magical powers learned to check and balance the army of the demon world.

Now this is just a small plan by Mo He, if he is forced out of the Sword Palace, he will die for 500 years.

In these 500 years, there is no sword master in the world to sit and guard the common people, and it is unknown what kind of chaos will become. "

Bai Li'an knew that the sword master had always regarded himself very high, but he was so arrogant because of the thought of sitting in a high position for so many years.

There is no sword master in the world, of course it is a great loss.

But Bai Lian felt that the size of the world was definitely not the size of one person.

In this world, the sun, the moon, and the stars will never change because of the loss of someone.

It's a good face to say the least, I think it's too embarrassing for someone to force him to use up all his cards with a random trick, with no way out.

Knowing how much to persuade, Bai Lian couldn't help but subconsciously glanced at Yun Rong.

Seeing that her expression was different, for some reason, my heart suddenly sank, and I had a bad idea.

He tried his best to calm down, and then asked Sword Master Yu: "If Sword Master doesn't want to click on the Sword Palace, how will he plan to protect Tianxi and his disciples?"

Sword Master Yu stared deeply at the eleven magnificent soul cables extending from the dark clouds in the sky.

On that sharp and handsome side face, there was only an almost cruel calm and indifference.

He narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "The reason why the Demon Sect acts so recklessly is because the owner of the Yuanli sword has lost his soul and self-confessed, which makes them feel that there is a loophole that they can take advantage of.

The foot cold is sad, people complain about hurting the country, all of these stem from the collapse caused by the instability of Thirteen Swords and Sword Soul.

If you want to hold the sword and stabilize the mountain, the only way is to rebuild the twelve swords and the thirteen sword soul ropes, and rebuild the bridge with the supernatural world, that is, let this dragon swallow thunder and breathe fire, my Tianxie sword sect is naturally invincible, completely not afraid! "

Sounds like an extremely powerful idea.

But if Sword Master Yu really had the ability to reunite the dead sword and reshape the broken soul, how could he be forced into such a desperate situation.

Bai Li'an vaguely guessed that the sword master Yu Moyue wanted to abandon his car to protect his handsome man, and let go of some price that was absolutely impossible to let go of on weekdays!

"Then, Sovereign Master, what do you plan to do?"

Sword Master Yu no longer looked at Bai Lian, and while he slowly turned around, his gaze fell on the Sword Masters behind him one by one.

Junhe was the first to be touched by his gaze, and there was not much wavering or even hesitation in his eyes.

He took off the Junzi Sword from his waist, drew it and thrust it into the ground in front of him, and knelt down with firm eyes.

Then Yue Nu was also caught by Sword Master Yu's gaze, she trembled slightly, and subconsciously stroked the glass umbrella at her waist.

The cold Yin Qi seemed to feel it, and it wrapped around her palms and fingers dependently.

Yue Nu closed her eyes, pulled out the goddess sword, and then knelt down.

San Jianjing sighed lightly, didn't say anything, and also knelt down.

Sijian Yunrong pursed her lips, but she didn't feel too much regret or unwillingness. She shook her sleeves in a casual gesture.

At the same time as he drew his sword and knelt down, he suddenly felt an extremely sharp and cold gaze, like a real sword, piercing towards her neck!
Yun Rong couldn't help raising his eyes from that chilly gaze, and he was facing the little corpse demon's cold gaze as deep as a cold sea.

Those little eyes are so resentful...

Yun Rong couldn't help shaking her body, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

What does she do?The person who had a one-night couple with him was not her, but her demon in her heart. This little demon's control is too lenient!
Yun Rong had never been looked at with such stern eyes before, she was annoyed in her heart, but she didn't take it seriously, she still knelt down.

Five Swords, Six Swords, Seven Swords, Eight Swords, Nine Swords, Ten Swords, and Eleven Swords all knelt down without any hesitation or complaint on their faces.

They all lowered their heads and saluted the sword, and said in a deep voice: "I am willing to serve the sword with my body, and I have no regrets in my heart!"

"I am willing to serve the sword with my body, and I have no regrets in my heart!"

"I am willing to serve the sword with my body, and I have no regrets in my heart!"

"..."

Sword Master Yu's cold and quiet gaze finally showed a tinge of relief.

He was also a gift of returning, and said in a low voice: "In troubled times, iron armor is hard to find. I want you to use your body to solve the sacrificial way and melt Tianshan Mountain. This move will surely break your body and soul, and there will be no chance of turning back and regretting it. This seat asks you, have you ever regretted it!"

"I will not regret until death!!!"

"I don't regret it!" Chu Li's anger finally exploded in Bai Li'an's chest.

He gritted his back molars tightly, and could no longer continue to pretend to look at Yunrong as if he were a stranger.

If she keeps pretending, this stupid woman will die heroically regardless!
He strode forward, kicked Fei Yunrong's Xuexue sword, which was cherished for a lifetime, grabbed her arm and lifted her up.

Before Yun Rong could react, he gave him a hard look.

Then, like a hen protecting its cubs, Bai Lian glared at Sword Master Yu and said something extremely rebellious.

"You old bastard! I have tolerated you for a long time!"

Bai Lian, who has always been very temperamental, blatantly called himself "Lao Tzu" in front of Bai Liyu.

It could be seen that he was extremely angry.

(End of this chapter)