Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 257: Relics!

Qian Shu's generosity exceeded Qi Xiu's imagination.

He had spent so much time trying to figure out the Dragon Banner, which he had never seen before after many life and death encounters, but in his mouth it was like cabbage that could be seen all over the ground.

Open your mouth and tell me how many sides you want.

"The more the better."

Not polite, Qi Xiu touched his chin, feeling the urge to wrap his head around it.

The Dragon-Slaying Flag is the flag used by the Dragon Court to sentence evil dragons to death.

It's like the guilt card stuck behind the back of a condemned prisoner in this world.

Although he still doesn't know what's so magical about it.

But the things of the True Dragon Clan are just pieces of shit, but they can still be of great use!

Glancing at Qi Xiu in surprise, Qian Shu sneered:

"Okay, you can take as much as you want, but I'm afraid you won't be able to take it away by then."

"Senior, how do you say this?"

"Come with me, you will know where you are."

Passing through this boundless, green and lush forest sea, Qian Hands led Qi Xiu on a yellow mud path.

About a few hundred steps later, a stone door stood. The mottled door panel was covered with yellow-green vines, tangled and entangled, showing traces of time.

Looking at the stone door in front of him, Qianjumu showed a bit of reminiscence and nostalgia, as if there was something behind this door that he could never forget.

He took off the bright red bellyband and raised his hand.

The palm-sized bellyband embroidered with dragon patterns swelled up in the wind, turning into a vivid green dragon with a snap of his fingers, as if carved from jade.

The chubby little hands pinched several magic formulas, and Qianshou opened his mouth to recite a few ancient and mysterious syllables.

Qi Xiu on the side could not help but twitch his earlobes when he heard these syllables.

At first glance, these syllables sound similar to the way the Dragon Power Curse is pronounced.

But if you listen carefully, there are many subtle differences.

Moreover, the entire length of the Dragon Power Curse has twenty-seven syllables.

But at this moment, the number of True Dragon syllables recited by Thousand Hands is no less than a hundred, which is obviously a higher level True Dragon method.

"go with!"

With a finger pointing, the small emerald dragon standing in the void suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the door in front of him.

The yellow-green vines twisting around the door slowly faded away, retracted into the soil on both sides, and rolled into two fist-sized balls.

"open!"

He turned his fingers upward, and the closed door suddenly sank slightly, rustling under the scattered dust.

The door that had been closed for countless years slowly opened.

boom--

The moment the stone door opened a gap.

The oncoming strong wind swept across. It was not just wind, but more like an invisible force, trying to erase people from this world.

Raising his hands to block his body, Qi Xiu tried to summon his strength to fight the strong wind, but the more he resisted, the more violent the wind became, as if it was wrestling with him!

Fortunately, this strong wind came fiercely and left silently.

After just a few breaths.

Just now, it seemed as if it was about to blow people into pieces and conquer the strong wind in the sky, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Here is..."

Looking at the wound torn open by the wind on the edge of his palm, Qi Xiu's eyes became solemn.

"My legacy."

After saying lightly, Qianju took the lead and walked towards the door.

Behind the gate.

A mountain of corpses was suddenly exposed in front of Qi Xiu. They were countless dragon heads similar to the dragon heads in the maze above.

It's just compared to the Dragon Head View in the maze.

The dragon head in this mountain of corpses is even more ferocious and ferocious. The sides of its cheeks are covered with trembling bone spurs. The dragon's beard has turned into inch-long black thorns. The dragon's horns, which symbolize the iconic true dragon clan, were abruptly broken and became... There were two big bloody holes.

With their huge eyes wide open, these evil dragon heads are bloodshot, full of resentment and unwillingness, and they seem to be roaring towards the sky without closing their eyes.

And on top of this mountain of corpses, a figure with a dragon's head holding a long dragon-scaled sword, wearing half armor, with one hand on his knees, and a big golden sword, sat majestically.

He firmly suppressed the overwhelming resentment of the mountain of evil dragon corpses beneath him.

Let them never be reincarnated.

Staring at the majestic corpse sitting on the mountain of corpses in front of him, Qian Shu's eyes showed a bit of nostalgia.

"My legacy is to suppress the heads of these evil dragons. Once they leave, they will immediately fly out, look for their own bodies, and turn into corpse dragons to cause trouble.

The dragon-slaying flag you want is stuck on their bodies.

Holding my sword, you can walk freely in the Dragon Prison.

You can get as many dragon flags as you want.

Now that the matter is settled, let's go quickly.

The corpse energy here is accumulated and the death energy is strong. It will not be good for you if you stay here for a long time. "

Raising his hand, he saw the dragon scale sword in his hand suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew into Qian Shu's hand.

As soon as the sword left, the suppressed evil dragon heads immediately became restless, rolling their eyes, opening and closing the dragon's mouth, ready to move.

It seems that he feels that the power of suppression is weakening, and he wants to break through the seal in one fell swoop!

However, the Thousand-Hand Relic sitting above the mountain of corpses suddenly opened his eyes and let out a cold snort.

In an instant, all the evil dragon heads immediately fell silent and turned into stiff corpses again, without any movement at all.

"Here."

Gently stroking the sword that had followed him for endless years, Qian Shu turned sideways and handed it to Qi Xiu.

"Thank you, senior...well!"

The moment he took the dragon scale sword, Qi Xiu's expression changed slightly, and his entire right arm sank suddenly.

His veins popped out, his muscles swelled, he was trembling slightly, and his fingers were clenched and turned white.

weight!

Unexpectedly, the weight of the dragon scale sword that was so light in Qianju's hands was so terrifying. It's literally heavier than a hill.

After gathering all his strength, he placed three thunder talismans on his right hand, using the power of thunder to stimulate his overloaded body. Qi Xiu struggled to hold the dragon scale sword firmly.

If I hadn't cultivated the Innate Hunyuan Holy Body, my body would be far superior to that of ordinary blood-stained monks.

Otherwise, all the teeth will be broken, and I am afraid that I will not be able to lift the sword.

Seeing Qi Xiu mentioning his dragon scale sword, Qian Shu smiled and nodded:

"It's okay, okay, let's go.

How much you can take depends on your ability. "

"Thank you, senior."

His teeth were working hard when he spoke, and he forced himself to take a breath. Qi Xiu bowed slightly and saluted Qianshou, then turned around, picked up the knife, and rushed towards the Dragon Prison.

……

It was still the cold, chilling, strange and evil dragon prison.

In the long and narrow passage, a thick fog swept across it, and countless remnant souls of evil dragons were surging around, wandering back and forth. A gurgling stream of blood was already dripping from the wound on the neck.

scoff-

Suddenly, a dull rolling sound of friction sounded in this deathly silent prison.

Wen heard this voice.

In an instant, all the evil dragon remnant souls turned their heads at the same time. On the terrifying dragon head condensed with resentment, the blood eyes like lanterns stared at the direction of the sound.

boom--

The fog is billowing and the evil dragon roars.

The resentment and hatred accumulated over endless years continue to surge and reverberate, like a flood that is about to burst.

Die die die die die die die! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Swarming around an intersection, a large number of evil dragon remnant souls came one after another, their heart-rending howls indulging the ugliness in their hearts.

But at this moment, the end of the passage was in front of him.

A figure walked out slowly.

I saw him dragging a long knife and indifferently rubbing it against the hard and ruthless stone surface.

When the blade rubbed against the ground, sparks splashed out inadvertently, outlining a flame trail in the passage.

The fire danced, light and shadow intertwined.

In the blink of an eye, the body of this long sword was reflected, and pieces of it shone brightly, like the cold and clear dragon scales of lapis lazuli!

"It's him!"

The moment they saw the dragon scale sword, a group of evil dragons immediately erupted into a sharp explosion.

The cloudy consciousness has already forgotten many things.

But the bloody wound on his neck reminded them all the time.

This is the knife!

Kill them!

The scarred remnant soul was overwhelmed by the deepest fear, and it was impossible to tell whether the person holding the knife was the Dragon Prison jailer who killed them.

run!

Without the slightest hesitation, the evil dragon remnant souls that crowded over turned around and ran away, like a large group of catfish crowded together, scattering in all directions like crazy.

"It's really immediate..."

After stepping out of the dark and gloomy shadow, Qi Xiu smiled lightly as he looked at the evil dragon soul that had fled in a hurry.

This is easier to handle.

Without the trouble caused by the evil dragon's remnant soul, Qi Xiu began to slowly explore the dragon prison in front of him.

Previously, in order to avoid the pursuit of the evil dragon's remnant soul.

He only had a rough idea of ​​the layout of this dragon prison, and he didn't have time to stop at the really detailed places.

But now the offense and defense have changed.

The young Taoist who was once forced to be cautious and hurried by the evil dragon's remnant soul suddenly changed.

Became the evil star of the entire Dragon Prison.

With a dragon scale sword in his hand, the arrogant evil dragon remnant soul was as afraid of him as a tiger. He smelled the scent from a few hundred meters away, turned around and ran away.

"It's so happy, so happy."

Ever since he entered the Dragon Prison, the pent-up energy that he had been holding back and being cautious about was suddenly released. Qi Xiu let out a long sigh of relief. In the dark, his stagnant proficiency in the secret meaning of the Hunyuan Dragon and Tiger Sutra quietly improved. Bounced.

After "dominating" in this dragon prison for a while, Qi Xiu put away the amusement look on his face.

There are still two days left before the big tide in Nujiang River.

He must rush back before this happens, take the dragon-slicing flag back, let Shui Bo take back the water lord seal, and then prevent this catastrophe.

Picking up the dragon-scale sword, Qi Xiu raised his Taoist tactics, with purple meaning flowing in his eyes.

Although this underground dragon prison is not bigger than the maze dragon prison.

But the area is not too small.

He didn't have enough time anymore, so he had to reserve some time to prevent any unexpected things from happening.

Therefore, we must find the dragon flag as soon as possible.

Return to the great province of Yunnan and Sichuan!

Under the special vision of the Qi Watching Technique, Qi Xiu walked quickly in this dragon prison. Under the special vision of black and white, hideous scratches on the walls could be seen everywhere in the dragon prison.

It seems that these are the vents of the remnant souls of evil dragons.

Unknowingly, he had walked through most of the Dragon Prison, when Qi Xiu crossed a three-way intersection.

His eyes were momentarily obscured by the bloody light in the sky.

The extremely rich blood color transformed into countless dragon shadows that were unwilling to be resentful and entrenched in the void, wailing and cursing continuously.

The pain in Qi Xiu's eyes was unbearable, and he quickly closed his Qi-gazing technique. He endured the pain and opened his eyes.

"This is……"

(End of this chapter)