Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 691

However, when the Blood River was killing the monsters again and again, in the center of the group of monsters, there was an open space, which unexpectedly emerged from the sea among the densely packed monsters.

Also in this open space, nine flood dragons surged, black, white, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, one of each color, in the sea of ​​blood, flying in the sky above the sea of ​​blood, forming a formation faintly.

And this inexplicable formation seems to have some suppressive effect on the Blood River Turning Heaven Formation. Every time the nine flood dragons surge, the Blood River Turning Heaven Formation will slow down a bit.

Chaotic sword and two swords came out together, beheading the monster in front of him, looking at the Nine Dragons and Nine Heavens Xuankong Formation in the distance, a trace of inexplicable complexity appeared in his eyes.

When he went to the Dragon Palace with his ancestor, the Dragon Palace used this formation as an entertainment program to entertain everyone, but now it has become a killing formation.

However, Luan Jian knew in his heart that it would be easy for him to break through the Nine Dragons and Nine Heavens Profound Sky Formation, but he couldn't do so.

Although he didn't understand why senior Qinggui suddenly joined forces with Chaos clan to attack the setting sun fairy city, but he knew that he must have his own intentions in doing so, and he had better not destroy it.

Otherwise, it will not only destroy Qinggui's plan, but also expose the extraordinary relationship between Zhanlongzong and Dragon Palace, causing unnecessary trouble for both parties.

As for the crisis at this time, Luan Jian is not worried. He knows that since Qing Gui uses the Nine Dragons and Nine Heavens Xuankong Formation, he just doesn't know if there is anyone here who can kill the Dragon Sect. As long as he wants to, he can expose the breath of the dragon at any time. Dragon Palace will retreat, and even take him out.

It is precisely because of this that Luanjian never used the dragon's breath from the beginning to the end, just because he didn't want Qing Gui and the others to distract him.

On the other side, a five-clawed golden dragon placed heavy restrictions on its head, even if the ancestor of Huashen wanted to eavesdrop, it was impossible.

And amidst the many restrictions, there are two figures standing proudly, and the cyan figure is Qinggui, and the other snow-white voice is Huafangcho.

"Huafangcho, have you done what I told you?" After the two were silent for a long time, Qing Gui was the first to ask Huafangcho.

"All preparations have been made. As long as I lead the team, even the so-called demon saint Bingmu can't stop him."

Huafangcho nodded slightly, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said proudly, coming from the fairy world, he who was once a fairy really has this kind of arrogance.

"Well, I don't know if they are in the Setting Sun Immortal City, but it's good to be prepared." Qing Gui nodded with satisfaction, looking at the Setting Sun Immortal City, a little confused and complicated.

"Every time the palace lord goes to a fairy city, there are such arrangements... I'm sorry, I don't understand, is it worth it?"

Huafucho paused for a while, but finally asked out the doubts in his heart.

"The teachings of the ancestors should not be forgotten, and the friendship of thousands of years cannot be changed. Huafang Town, in your opinion, is it worth doing this?"

Qing Gui suddenly turned around, and instead of answering Huafangcho's words, he asked Huafangcho back.

"……value!"

Huafucho didn't answer immediately, instead, he was silent for a while, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and soon after, he looked at Qing Gui, and answered with certainty, which was also an answer to his own question.

"good……"

Qing Gui sighed, turned around, looked towards the direction of Setting Sun Immortal City, was silent for a while, and continued: "After tens of thousands of years, even without the legacy of my ancestors, I can't help but do this."

"During these tens of thousands of years, the Dragon Slaying Sect has almost been on the decline, but it has been of great help to my Dragon Clan, and even though I rarely meet that fellow Li Li, I have been friends with him for a long time."

On the battleship of Dragon Zhanzong, in Ge Tian's room, Song Qing and Ge Tian sat cross-legged, facing each other, but they were silent.

"Ge Tian, ​​what's the situation now?"

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Song Qing finally spoke and asked Ge Tian.

"Well, it can be said that it is a white-hot stage. The monster race is attacking fiercely, and we are defending to the death. Not only the ghost race from the monster race has rushed to the gods and saints, but even our human race has dispatched the ancestors of the gods."

Ge Tian thought for a while, then described the current situation, and then added: "This will be the biggest battle between immortals and demons in ten thousand years!" But what he heard was not the answer.

"I mean the Dragon Palace." Song Qing reminded.

"Don't worry about Dragon Palace."

As for the Dragon Palace, Ge Tian was full of confidence. Then he saw Song Qing frowning slightly, and seemed to be worried, so he explained to Song Qing: "This kind of situation happened in the previous fairy-monster war. There are countermeasures, and we don’t need to worry about this.”

"Don't we need to worry?" Song Qing asked repeatedly.

"Yes, generally when encountering such a situation, the stronger one will deal with it, and the weaker ones just need to cooperate when the time comes...Of course, our Dragon Slayer Sect has always been the weaker side."

Ge Tian nodded slightly, and explained to Song Qing again, but when he said the last sentence, he was quite embarrassed, and his face turned red, which was a spectacle that Song Qing had never seen before.

It's true, Ge Tian was originally high-spirited, and now he was asked to sit and wait for the help of the Dragon Palace's plan, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he might not be able to support it.

"Uh, so..." Song Qing was speechless for a while.

Ge Tian was embarrassed for a while, and the two fell silent again.

"By the way, Ge Tian, ​​I'm also going to the front line in the outer city, please help me arrange it."

Until a certain moment, Song Qing seemed to think of something, and then he spoke again.

"This...Senior Song, have your injuries healed yet? If you haven't healed, then don't go."

Hearing Song Qing's words, Ge Tian hesitated. He knew that Song Qing was seriously injured in the battle against the God of Transformation and Demon Saint, so he probably wouldn't recover so quickly.

"No need, I have almost recovered now, and I can go to the battlefield, Ge Tian, ​​now there is only one and a half months left, you can't go back on the original agreement."

Song Qing shook his head slightly, only saying that he could go to the battlefield now, but he didn't say that he had recovered. After all, he also knew that if he really fought against the demon saint, he would not be able to recover so quickly from his injuries.

"Haha, that's natural. Since you said that, Senior Song, I can't justify not letting you go. How about you follow the next batch of monks to the front line of the outer city, how about it?"

Hearing Song Qing's half-joking words, Ge Tian laughed heartily, agreed, and asked Song Qing about his wishes.

"Okay, that's it."

Song Qing nodded and agreed.

(End of this chapter)