Dragon Herder

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“It seems so average?”

This sentence seemed to hit Yunzhonghe’s death in an instant.

The blue sword in Yunzhonghe’s hand trembled slightly.

His eyes fell on Nan Lingsha.

He looked at it for a while, and then coldly said: “I have heard of you, painter Nan Lingsha. But, do you think you can win all Sword Sect disciple by slightly defeating Zi Miaozhu?”

“It’s me. There is only one trick to deal with these mobs.” Nan Lingsha glanced at the battered and exhausted Huangmen and Qi children on the rocky hills.

Riddled with scars, a child of the Qi clan of Huangmen, got up and was leaving in a desperate manner. Hearing Nan Lingsha’s words, his feet slipped and fell into the stone hill again…

Especially the Qi discipline who is also a sword repairer, tears fell disappointing.

If you are fighting for each other, why do you whip our corpses? That many people are watching on the puzzle wall, their clan is shameful enough!

“Who will use all the strength to deal with people who are not in the same realm?” Yun Zhonghe said slightly angrily.

Nan Lingsha no longer talks to Yunzhonghe. Her hair dances without wind, and the ink pen in her hand is writing on her own. You can see a black dragon shadow appearing all over Nan Lingsha. , Outside of her graceful and graceful figure.

Yun Zhonghe no longer hesitated when seeing that the other party had already shot.

He picked up his wrist, the tip of the sword pierced the air, and a harsh sound came out, and he saw the tip of the sword had an aura, forming a larger sword power, trying to blast Nan Lingsha away.

The Molong on Nan Lingsha’s body was as solid as gold. The sword energy Qihong couldn’t spread in this area. Instead, it splashed towards the trees beside 2 and blasted the trees to pieces!

“Draw a river and a dragon!” Nan Lingsha whispered suddenly.

Seeing that the ink pen fell on her palm at some point, Nan Lingsha drew homeopathically, just a few strokes, but surging forward with great momentum!

Suddenly, the ink wave surged!

A billowing river is formed in that long line. Even though it is just a few simple outlines, you can feel the spirit of the big river from that body, as if there is a galloping river in front of you!

In the river, there are similar swimming dragons, the dragon body is mighty, passing through the river, making this surging river of painting and ink even more magnificent, shaking the surrounding rocky hills frequently!

“hong long long ~~~~~~~~~~~~”

The river is pouring, and the noise is loud.

At first, Yun Zhonghe thought that the river drawn was nothing but the Illusion Technique. As long as the mind was calm and calm, she could break her painting technique.

But what Yun Zhonghe could not think of was that Nan Lingsha’s painter realm had already reached the lifelike level.

What she draws is what.

Rivers are rivers, and the impact is enough to wash down all the hills!

Yunzhonghe turn pale with fright, using his galloping body to avoid the frontal impact of the river, but there are still ink paintings of dragons in the river, and these dragon’s Might swims are several hundred times stronger than water!

The rocky hills collapsed instantly, the rivers were buried, and terrifying ravines appeared where the dragon traveled.

Yunzhonghe reached the top of the rocky hills and jumped up. The sword in his hand was pointed at the ground, and the sword light flew like a shuttle to the dragons, accurately cutting away all the dragons that were chasing. Skull.

Body as light as a feather, Yunzhonghe kept the attitude of flying, slowly falling from a height.

Before he had a smug smile, his feet turned into a huge abyss at some point.

The abyss is pitch black, and the bottom is not visible at all. What’s more terrifying is that in the abyss, it is more like 10000 ghosts crying and howling. The impatient will drag himself down and eat the flesh and bone!

Yun Zhonghe looked in Nan Lingsha’s direction and saw that the artist did another painting at some unknown time. On the canvas was a Ghost Sect whose scalp numb after a glance.

When Yunzhonghe lifts the head, he finds that the Ghost Sect drawn is above him, and he has actually entered the Ghost Sect!

Yunzhonghe danced wildly with his sword, trying to break the Ghost Sect into pieces.

But Ghost Sect is getting higher and higher, as if “falling into” the cloud, Yunzhonghe glanced at his feet again and found himself in the darkness of the abyss…

It’s yourself that is falling fast!

This falling process made it difficult for Yunzhonghe to breathe, and his whole body was more like a heavy iron lead, and he couldn’t hold his sword!

The big man was already dripping, and Yun Zhonghe did not dare to despise the painter any more.

He calmly, using the sword as a stepping stone, violently moved towards the Ghost Sect that is getting higher and higher and flies away.

The sword was falling rapidly, and the river in the cloud passed through Ghost Sect and escaped from the weird Ghost Sect abyss.

Finally, the discomfort was eliminated, and Yunzhonghe subconsciously wanted to draw out another sword of his own. After all, he abandoned the blue sword in the abyss of Ghost Sect.

As a result, Yun Zhonghe was so embarrassed that Lan Jian was at his feet.

He stepped on the dirt.

There is no what the hell door around him.

He didn’t fall into the abyss, he stayed where he was.

What I saw just now was just a nightmare.

And the Ghost Sect abyss that Nan Lingsha drew was originally taken from a nightmare!

Virtual reality.

Yun Zhonghe never thought that this 2nd painting was a painting fantasy, and the various discomforts he produced were nothing but dream-like oppression!

“I’ve heard of flying swords, but never seen this imperial sword’s move to step on mud, hahaha!” Someone laughed loudly above the wall of the puzzle.

People can’t see the Ghost Sect abyss drawn by Nan Lingsha, but the behavior of the river in the clouds is really weird, not like a swordsman expert at all, but like children mimicking the actions in the play, which is a bit funny.

Among the mortal beings, some have good eyesight, some have good hearing, and some have strong spiritual consciousness.

Unfortunately, Yunzhonghe is the type with good hearing.

He heard everyone mocking him on the wall in the distance.

This made him ashamed and annoyed.

Picking up the blue sword covered with mud under his feet, his wrist shook, and the blue sword suddenly shook away all the dirt, once again glamorous.

He realized that he could not go far with this painter, and the endless paintings made it difficult for him to judge the true and false.

He chose to get close.

The river in the clouds is speeding, and the silhouette is once again transformed into several channels. This time is no longer 3 channels, but 5 channels.

As he said, he retained a certain amount of strength against the group of people just now.

The speed and realm he showed this time are all higher.

“For so many years, I still like bells and whistles.” Zhu Minglang snort disdainfully to Yunzhonghe’s sword realm.

The 5 Dao Jiying naturally attacked from 5 different angles. Zhu Minglang actually saw through Yun Zhonghe’s moves at a glance. His seemingly powerful attacks were nothing but Profound Void.

His real killer move will arrive half a minute later, and the five scams just want Nan Lingsha to show a weak spot in panic…

Nan Lingsha didn’t see through.

But her coping style is also simple and rude.

A black and white 8 hexagram picture appeared at her feet. As Nan Lingsha raised the tip of the pen, the black and white 8 hexagram picture was also erected, horizontally in front of Yun Zhonghe’s attack!

As the chief Head Disciple of the Mountain Sword Sect, Yunzhonghe couldn’t recognize this 8 hexagrams giant stone platform.

Isn’t it the stone platform in front of their villa!

Whether it was the 5 word shadow raids of temptation and oppression, or the real ultimate move that followed by Yunzhonghe, they were all blocked behind the map of the 8 hexagrams stone platform.

Yunzhonghe’s strength is indeed much stronger than Zimiaozhu’s. His last sword was to break Nan Lingsha’s 8 hexagrams stone platform map, forcing Nan Lingsha to retreat back to maintain a certain level with Yunzhonghe. distance.

“Painting, just this!” Yun Zhonghe saw Nan Lingsha being pushed back by himself, and the corners of his mouth floated.

“Yunzhonghe, Yunzhonghe, when will you be able to put away your brain damage and conceit, when will the realm be able to raise another level. Since she can draw the 8 hexagram stone platform of the Mountain Sword Sect, she can draw us The sword of the remote Mountain Sword sect fell away, idiot!” Zhu Minglang sighed, shaking his head.

Hearing this remark, Yunzhonghe immediately moved towards and looked under his feet.

He smashed the ground on the 8 hexagrams stone platform, and did not know when he was painted on a ground painting!

In this painting, what is depicted is one of the most famous scenes of the Haruka Mountain Sword Sect, the sword meteor array!

This formation diagram consists of ten ancient swords with 7 handles, and each ancient sword is a sword used by the Sect Master of the Mountain Sword Sect. After they return to the dust, they will make their swords into meteor swords to protect Yao Mountain Sword case.

Nan Lingsha has visited the Haruka Mountain Sword sect, and the scene where she stayed the longest was not the 8 hexagram stone platform. It is the sword that can radiate the power of infinite lock and soul!

She drew it.

Painted on the ground.

It seems to have copied the sword of Haruka Mountain Sword Sect here.

Although it is far from being compared with the real sword meteor array, it has already begun to have charm and formidable power!

“weng! !!!!!”

With a trembling, ten seven Sect Master ancient swords appear from the earth paintings. They are like ten peerless powerhouses, exuding a chilling majesty.

The first ancient sword, with a huge body, flew up high, and plunged into the ground fiercely.

The earth instantly resembled a lake with ripples. When it swayed, a huge sinking force was exerted on the shoulders of Yunzhonghe, and Yunzhonghe issued a light shout, relying on his own sword energy. Resisted it.

But soon the second ancient sword, with a slender blade, fell from the clouds and slanted into the ground not far from the Yunzhong River.

Suddenly, an invisible mountain was pressed on the back of Yunzhonghe, causing Yunzhonghe’s body to bend directly, almost directly falling into the mud!

The third ancient sword was wrapped around the pole. Its sword body had teeth. As it rotated, the air began to agitate violently. Yunzhonghe felt like he was in a tsunami vortex, and he fainted and wanted to vomit.

The fourth reappearance of the ancient sword, Yunzhonghe knelt on the ground fiercely, his knees seemed to be broken, and there was a horrible cracking sound.

And Yun Zhonghe was also stubborn, and he didn’t even shout out.

His face was pale, his expression was painful, and his eyes stared at the painter Nan Lingsha unwillingly.

“Sword Falling Formation, I can only draw 4 swords… But you have already lost.” Nan Lingsha walked over and said to Yun Zhonghe.

Yunzhonghe looked at her.

I found that she didn’t even have a drop of sweat on her cheeks, neck, and perfect white skin.