Dragon King I Am Supreme

Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Lin Tianyou exerted his soul power and instilled his original power into the Fei Jian Ling boss.

These powers should make the Fei Jianling boss feel a little bit better.

But it is still difficult to completely heal Fei Jianling's injury.

After all, even a crack appeared in Feijian.

If you want to completely cure Fei Jianling's boss, you can only find a master sword-sword master who can help Fei Jianling's sword body repair.

"Abominable, if my sword-forging spirit is here, where is there so much trouble?"

Lin Tianyou hated secretly.

With the strength of his heroes, he wanted to repair the cracks on the flying sword in an instant, which was very simple.

But unfortunately, all his heroes are still in the underworld, unable to make contact with Lin Tianyou, who is in the floodland.

"Lin Shao, you don't need to be sad. He just has some cracks in the sword body. As long as we go to a swordsmith and repair it with good sword materials, there should be no major problems."

Seeing Lin Tianyou's expression sad, Emperor Soul Hunt came to comfort him.

"Where can I find the swordsmith in Honghuang World?

I have no idea! "

Lin Tianyou sighed.

He was in Ghost Shrine before and never dealt with the swordsmith.

Because of the Dragon Emperor's Heavenly Sword, there would be no second sword in his world.

So of course the swordsmith does not need to get acquainted.

Unexpectedly, now he was upset because he couldn't find the swordsmith, he really regretted it.

"Although there are few swordsmiths in the Honghuang World, it is not impossible to find them.

If I remember correctly, there is a family near Green Juequan. It seems that the surname is Green, and they have several swordsmiths whose strength is fairly good.

At that time, we will be out of the Green Fountain, just go to them for help. "

Soul Hunt Emperor said.

"Really? If you can really find the swordsmith, that's great news!"

Lin Tianyou felt better for a while.

"Let's go, let's go up here!"

Lin Tianyou has enough at the bottom of this spring.

Put away the six flying swords, and leave the bottom of the Green Juequan.

"Wait!"

At this time, the hunter soul shouted.

I saw him pacing near Jun's dead body, stooping and groping for a while in the mud at the bottom of the water.

Then a bling sword appeared in his hand.

This sword is the golden light sword of Jun Wushui.

At this moment, Jin Guangjian spirit was stunned by the death of his master.

The master was destroyed. As a contract sword spirit, he also suffered a lot of damage.

Although the sword body is still very complete, it can no longer exert the strength of the sword spirit.

"Lin Shao, then!"

The Soul Hunting Emperor waved with one hand, and the Golden Light Sword fell into Lin Tianyou's hand.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Tianyou looked at the Hunting Soul Emperor.

Don't understand what he means.

Does it mean that these hunters want to give themselves to them?

"The material of the Golden Light Sword is very good, and it gave birth to the sword spirit.

If you can find the swordsmith, please ask him to fuse the golden light sword into the material to repair the crack of the flying sword. I think it will be very useful! "

The soul hunter explained.

"So it is!"

Lin Tianyou nodded.

He looked at the Hunting Emperor with a grateful gaze.

I found this guy more and more popular.

A day later.

A kind of spiritual material plantation somewhere in the wilderness.

A thick and cold demeanor straightened into the clouds.

In the sky, there was no cloud of blue sky, and the clouds disappeared instantly.

The scorching sun again fell on this land.

"Master Xuanming's rain is finally over!"

At this moment, under the rain offering altar, countless strong people cheered loudly.

They have been here too long and too long, and they face rain or rain every day.

I can see the sun now, and my mood is extremely comfortable.

"Master Yan Beizhi, our master has completed the rain. If he asks about Yan Yanzhi, what should he do?"

At this moment, a guard-like man looked worriedly at the cold young man next to him and said with anxiety.

This cruel young man is the first warrior under the command of Yushi Xuanming, Yan Beizhi.

He remembers that day.

Originally heard that Xuanming Palace was destroyed by Lin Tianyou, he was going to kill him.

However, when he was about to leave, Yan Nanzhi was stopped by the second battle and asked to kill Lin Tianyou instead.

Theoretically, with the strength of Yan Nanzhi's second general, he should be able to easily capture the enemy back.

As a result, a few days ago, the news came from Xuanming Palace, saying that the second battle would destroy Yan Nanzhi on the spot.

At that time, the spirit of Yan Beizhi was shocked.

He couldn't believe why Yan Nanzhi, one of Xuanming's left arm and right arm, was defeated in the other's hands.

Later, after inquiring, I learned that during the period, there were also geniuses of the hunting spirits.

Seems to be a guy named Soul Hunting.

The soul-hunting tribe ’s patron saints are no longer in the floodland, and their dare to come to offend Yushi Xuanming?

Unforgivable!

"You don't need to worry about this, I will make it clear to Master Xuanming!"

Yan Beizhi waved his hands and did not want to talk nonsense anymore, and went directly to Xuanming's location ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Finally, when he came to the altar of offering rain, his expression became respectful.

"Haha, this year's harvest will be very rich.

After my rain, they can at least increase their growth rate to 60%! "

Xuanming smiled happily.

The cultivation of spiritual beads is a very complicated technique.

Only the Emperor of the Emperor can let the growth of Lingzhu reach 100%.

Others want to plant, which can make the survival rate reach 10%, which is already very remarkable.

Xuanming this time let it reach 60% directly, which shows his superb strength.

"At the same time, there is another good thing to announce.

This rain shower made my power of rain break through again and reached the extreme.

If the twelve ancestors are still alive, my Yushi Xuanming will surely line up from the end to the top eight! "

The smile on Xuanming's face couldn't be restrained, and the excitement was beyond words.

Yan Beizhi watched the owner so happy that his inner tangles became more intense.

"Congratulations to the master, it is really the luck of the master, and it is the light of my subordinates!"

Yan Beizhi bowed down and congratulated.

Yu Shixuanming put away a smile and walked down from the altar of offering rain.

He now looks younger than before.

A handsome water-shaped robe makes it elegant and elegant.

"Well, get up!"

He raised his left hand in imagination and motioned for Yan Beizhi to get up.

Yan Beizhi did not dare to look directly at the master. Although the master did not show any fluctuations in soul power, he felt the pressure of the students from the heart.

Because of the strength of Yushi Xuanming, it is too scary.

"Where is Nanzhi?

My rainy day is over today, why doesn't he come to greet him? "

Glancing at it, he saw that there was only the first seat in the crowd, but his second seat was not seen, and he asked indifferently.