Invincible Divine Dragon’s Cultivation System

Chapter 610 Dragon King? (Second!)

"boom!"

One day later, the sword sitting on the side of Wang Xian opened his eyes, and a horrible momentum emanated from his body.

When Wang Xian’s arm moves, the water energy will be surrounded by the momentum, and his eyes will stare at the sword.

The five-handed illusory sword was spinning around him at a horrible speed. Wang Xian saw a side and found that the long sword on the side was shaking violently.

"Well? Even the 12th-level sword trembles. It seems that the strength of the sword is a bit strange!"

Wang Xian slightly narrowed his eyes, some strange.

"Dragon King!"

At this time, Yan Jian looked at Wang Xian and immediately stood up and shouted with respect and respect.

"Well, what kind of exercises do you cultivate? When you break through, the energy is a bit strange!"

Wang Xian looked at him with a strange look and asked him.

"Relentless kendo, Dragon King, I broke through the ruthless kendo to the thirteenth level, reaching the realm of the next singer!"

"The next fairy? There is a hierarchy among the gods?"

Wang Xian’s eyes flashed a bit of surprise.

"Yes, the first place to enter the fairy **** is the lower immortal, completely control the advanced combat skills, for the median immortal, the war technology into a supernatural power, it is the upper fairy, as for the further up, I will not know!"

Yan Jian introduced to Wang Xian.

"I didn't expect the realm of the gods to be divided into three levels!"

Wang Xian slowly nodded. "You go back first. I will enter Yongchang Ding in a few days!"

"It's Dragon King, I will win the championship of this big match!"

Yan Jian said faintly toward Wang Xian.

"Ok!"

Wang Xian smiled and nodded. With the strength of the sword, the championship is too simple for him.

Except for the **** of the Yongchang world, no one is his opponent!

After the sword left, Wang Xian continued to refine the spirit.

"Wang Elder!"

Three days later, the five disciples in the peak saw Wang Xian refining a good instrument and shouted at him.

"what's up?"

Wang Xianbi asked them with no expression, ready to continue to refine.

"Wang Elder, today is the last day of the three major disciples, Dabie, and also announces the disciples' first thirty days. At that time, they will also announce which disciples can enter Yongchang Ding. The elders let us tell you that you must go past today. !"

A disciple said respectfully to Wang Xian.

"Well? Last day?"

Wang Xian nodded and put the materials together: "If you want to go over, then go, where are you leading the way!"

"It is the elder of the king. It is a congratulation to hear that the elders can enter Yongchang Ding."

The disciple said with envious face.

Wang Xian nodded faintly and followed the position toward the Yongchang Xianmen.

"Gwen's brother is cheering!"

"Hong Shi brother is cheering!"

"Golden sword brothers come on!"

Wang Xian heard a cheering sound when he was still a kilometer away from the Dabi venue.

Wang Xian’s eyes swept away and saw the location of the Great Hongxian Gate, and immediately flew toward the elders of the Great Hongxian Gate.

"Wang Elder, come!"

A group of elders at Dahongxianmen sat on a small mountain near Dabbi. When he saw him coming, he immediately smiled and said hello.

All the disciples of the Yongchang Xianmen are bigger than today. This is the time when the top five is divided. At this moment, every elder of Dahongxianmen will not be absent.

"Great elders, two elders, elders!"

Wang Xian arched his hand toward a famous elder.

"Wang elders, after the top five are separated, the ratio of the three major fairy gates will end. By the time you enter the place of Yongchang Ding, you must also come on stage to let the three disciples of Yongchang World know you! ”

The elders said to Wang Xian.

"it is good!"

Entering Yongchang Ding, it is a great opportunity for everyone, once in 50 years, only 13 people at a time.

Today, after the big ratio, they will enter inside tomorrow.

The three established disciples will also enjoy the glory of the top ten disciples.

“Who is the top five currently?”

Wang Xian looked curiously into the field and asked the elders on the side.

"Oh, this depends on the sword of Xian Xiandao and the sword of Xianxian Road."

The elders smiled and pointed to the two men in the battle.

"Ok?"

Wang Xian looked at the past, and sure enough, the sword in the field was fighting with a man with a face like a knife.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Xian smiled and looked at a flame pillar on the side. On top, there was a ranking.

One to six have not yet been fixed, and the rankings of the remaining disciples have all been fixed.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Wang Xian suddenly felt that there was a gaze watching himself, looking up and down.

He raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at an elder on the mountain.

The elder saw Wang Xian looking over, without any cover, and his eyes were slightly cold.

"I remember that one of the families who had assassinated that night, one of them was an elder in Dahongxianmen. It seems that this old guy should be!"

Wang Xian’s eyes flashed a hint of cool color.

"The sword is going to win. It’s really unimaginable. Jin Jian has always been the chief disciple of Xian Xiandao. I didn’t expect it to be defeated by the disciples who had just joined Qi Xiandao. The first five were confirmed!"

Just then, there was a voice from an elder who was amazed.

Wang Xian looked at it, and sure enough, the sword of the sword slashed a wound on the young man, and the cold sword pointed at him.

Jin Jian’s face was very embarrassing, and the arm holding the sword was slightly trembling: “How do you have a 12-level spirit!”

His face was embarrassed and whispered.

Yan Jian did not pay attention to him at all, and his posture returned to his position.

If he shows his full strength, Jin Jian, he defeats one stroke!

"Good!"

Seeing that Sui Jian once again ignored himself, Jin Jian was almost dripping with blood, and his body shape flew toward the small peak.

"I didn't expect that Jin Jian, you actually lost in the hands of a disciple who has just entered the Xianxian Road. Your identity as a chief disciple is not guaranteed!"

Jin Jian has just landed on the mountain, and a young man’s voice has spread.

"If he didn't suddenly have a 12-level sword, he is definitely not my opponent!"

Jin Jian said with a sullen face and said coldly.

"Oh, you are not a 12-level sword!"

The young man smiled, but his face showed a hint of curiosity: "You said that you will not let him enter Yongchang Ding, and he has no friends. Where does the twelve-level sword in his hand come from?"

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?"

King Kong calmed his face and held the sword in his handshake.

"I know, it is the Dragon King, the Dragon King helped him to make it!"

Just then, the voice of the proud book was heard from the side.

He looked at the sword of Hong Tianda and the drifting snow: "The spirit sword in the hands of Hong Shixiong and the floating teacher sister is also made by the Dragon King!"

"Dragon King?"

However, the words of the proud book made the two people on the side slightly stunned.

Smile and the disciple of the saints who are next to her.

They heard the name and there was a trace of doubt in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)