A seal of immortality

Chapter 663 Demon Dragon Sword

One month later, Ningzhou, Chenjia Village.

A black light flew from the distant sky and landed at the entrance of Chenjiacun.

The black light faded, revealing the figure of a man in black, it was Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng came to Chenjia Village to find that magic weapon—the Demon Dragon Sword.

The Demon Dragon Sword is a prestigious treasure of the demonic way, and it must be refined with the Demon Essence Drill.

This sword is said to have the poisonous supernatural ability to inhale the blood, flesh, spirit, and spirit of the beheaded monks, and then refine them into mighty power. In other words, the more monks beheaded, the greater the power of the Demon Dragon Sword. Advanced growth magic weapon.

Many monks believed that if a large number of monks were killed with the Demon Dragon Sword, the Demon Dragon Sword might even overwhelm the Tongtian Lingbao.

Wang Changsheng has a lot of magic weapons, including two magic weapons with weapon spirits, but compared with the magic dragon sword, the magic weapons on him are nothing. After all, the magic dragon sword is a growth-type magic weapon that can be advanced. The magic weapon is finalized when it is refined, and its power depends on the cultivation level of the controller.

Wang Changsheng let go of his divine sense and scanned the entire village, but found no one.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng came to a dilapidated room. A plaque was scattered on the ground, and the three characters "Chen Family Ancestral Hall" could be vaguely recognized on it.

When Wang Changsheng saw the three big characters of Chen Clan Ancestral Hall, the experience of that year immediately came to mind.

After listening to Bai Zihua's passionate words, the young and energetic man resolutely embarked on the road of apprenticeship, passed five passes and killed six generals, and after going through untold hardships, he finally entered the Taiqing Palace. The whole family is rich.

But all of this was ruined by Yang Qian. First, he asked someone to pretend to be Changsheng Wang to rape and rob, and then sent people to jointly kill Wang Changsheng's master and all the witnesses, causing Wang Changsheng's family to be ruined and forcing Wang Changsheng to rebel. Out of the Taiqing Palace.

Thinking of Yang Qian, hatred flickered in Wang Changsheng's eyes.

Although there are two Nascent Soul cultivators in the Yang family, Wang Changsheng already has a comprehensive plan. He is more than [-]% sure that he can destroy the entire Yang family. At worst, killing one Nascent Soul cultivator from the Yang family is no problem.

Wang Changsheng got the storage bag left by the ancestors of Chenjia Village from the village head, which contained several magic tools and some spiritual stones, but the magic dragon sword was not in the storage bag.

He guessed that the ancestors of Chenjiacun probably buried the magic dragon sword in the coffin, and if they found the tomb of the ancestors of Chenjiacun, they might find the magic dragon sword.

Wang Changsheng saw a group of tombs on the back hill of Chenjia Village. At a glance, there were thousands of tombstones everywhere.

Soon, Wang Changsheng appeared in front of the largest tomb with the names of his great-grandsons and great-grandchildren engraved on the tombstone. It seemed that this tomb should be the tomb of the ancestors of Chenjiacun.

Wang Changsheng turned his hand and took out a yellow jade ruler, shook it lightly, and a yellow light curtain suddenly emerged, covering him inside, and disappeared into the ground.

An hour later, Wang Changsheng got out of the ground with a strange expression on his face.

He didn't see the magic dragon sword in the coffin of the ancestor of the Chen family, nor did he find the magic dragon sword in other tombs.

"Could it be that the Demon Dragon Sword is in the hands of the Yang family? Not in the hands of the ancestors of the Chen family village?" Wang Changsheng murmured to himself, but soon, he vetoed this guess.

The ancestors of Chenjia Village fled back to their family with the Demon Dragon Sword to seek asylum. They should not have handed over the Demon Dragon Sword. If the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Yang family got the Demon Dragon Sword, they could have killed them instead of waiting for the elders of the Taiqing Palace to come to their door.

After much deliberation, Wang Changsheng concluded that the ancestors of Chenjiacun fled with the Demon Dragon Sword.

The Demon Dragon Sword is a supreme treasure of the demonic way. Maybe the ancestors of Chenjia Village didn't want this sword to cause harm to the world, so they hid it.

The geographical location of Chenjia Village is remote and its aura is weak, so it is a good place to hide the Demon Dragon Sword.

After Wang Changsheng rolled his eyes, he lightly shook the yellow jade ruler in his hand, and a yellow light curtain appeared immediately, wrapped him inside and disappeared into the ground.

Wang Changsheng spent several days looking around all the mountains and peaks in a radius of thousands of miles around Chenjia Village, but he didn't find the Demon Dragon Sword.

Wang Changsheng stood in the Chen Clan Ancestral Hall, frowning.

Since the ancestors of Chenjiacun didn't want the Demon Dragon Sword to cause harm to the world, they would definitely bury the sword in a place he thought was safe.

"Where is the safest place!" Wang Changsheng muttered to himself, frowning.

Suddenly, Wang Changsheng's eyes fell on the plaque on the ground.

"Chen Family Ancestral Hall." Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, the yellow jade ruler in his hand shook lightly, and a yellow light curtain emerged, wrapped him in it, and disappeared into the ground.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng emerged from the ground, holding a yellow brocade box with a few dull talisman seals on it.

Sure enough, as he expected, the Demon Dragon Sword was buried at the bottom of the Chen Clan Ancestral Hall, but it was buried a little deep, thousands of feet away, even if a cultivator passed by Chen Clan Village and got the storage bag left by the ancestors of Chen Clan Village, I am afraid You won't go deep into the ground to find something!

Wang Changsheng opened the brocade box, and saw a small blood-colored sword about a foot long inside, with a lifelike black dragon engraved on the hilt.

The whole body of the blood-colored little sword is blood-red and crystal-clear, and there is a trace of black energy in the sword body that can't move, which is even more strange.

Wang Changsheng took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out some bloody liquid that smelled like blood, and poured it on the bloody little sword.

An astonishing scene appeared, all the bloody liquid disappeared, as if sucked away by the bloody little sword.

Wang Changsheng took out two porcelain bottles and poured some blood-colored liquid onto the other parts of the blood-colored sword. The same scene happened, the blood-colored liquid was sucked away by the blood-colored sword, and the blade became brighter.

Wang Changsheng hesitated for a moment, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the bloody little sword.

The blood was quickly sucked away by the little bloody sword. The little bloody sword let out a clear sword cry, and the blood light flashed.

Wang Changsheng held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, poured mana into it frantically, and the bloody little sword suddenly burst into blood.

He waved lightly into the void, and the void fluctuated tens of feet away, and a blood-colored sword energy that was several feet long suddenly emerged and smashed on the wall.

With a "bang", the wall collapsed.

After slashing out with a sword, Wang Changsheng's energy was drained by less than half, and his face turned red several times. After a flash of blood in his hand, the blood sword returned to its original size.

With Wang Changsheng's current cultivation base, he can use it twice at most in one fight, but the power of this sword is obviously higher than other magic weapons, otherwise it would be impossible to consume so much mana.

Wang Changsheng can be sure that the bloody little sword in his hand should be the magic dragon sword, the supreme treasure of the demonic way. If those monks of the demonic way know that this sword is on him, they will probably form a team to kill him, even the righteous monks will not let him go .

With his current strength, it is his limit to deal with two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. If he encounters a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he will have no choice but to run away.

Therefore, the Demon Dragon Sword should either not be easily shown to others, or kill everyone who sees the Demon Dragon Sword.

"I'll serve you some appetizers now, and I'll give you a big meal later." Wang Changsheng looked at the bloody sword in his hand with fiery eyes, and muttered to himself, a cold light flashed quickly in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)