Mortal Bones

And obviously, he was not the only one who had the same concerns.

I heard Can Ai, the Great Emperor of Youyuntian, shouting to Lu Daoxuan with some worry: "Brother Lu, this is not an ordinary falling moon. Those ninety-nine dragon bone puppets are obviously coming for us emperors."

The people watching the battle in front of the spiritual mirror couldn't help but feel relieved again after hearing Emperor Cang Ai's words.

Chenglong Tianshui Jingzhai Liu Qingshan, who had not spoken for a long time, also shouted in the spiritual mirror:

"Jiuyuan's Demonic Soldier Falling Moon is originally made from dragon bones, so its strength is also determined by the number of dragon bones."

"It's just that without adding a dragon bone, the difficulty and time of refining will be doubled."

"According to the historical records, under normal circumstances, a falling moon made from more than nine dragon bones can drag a bright moon."

"If there are more than thirty people, they can drag the bright moon and fall to the heaven and earth below."

"But like today, the Falling Moon is made from ninety-nine dragon bones. It is clearly recorded in the history books that Jiuyuan made it to deal with the great emperor of the world."

"If you are not careful, some emperor will fall because of it."

As soon as these words came out, the people watching the battle in front of the spiritual mirror and the moon shadow stone were in an uproar again.

In the teahouse, Xia Houyou, who had also breathed a sigh of relief, immediately looked at Shihu Tianjun nervously and asked:

"Third Uncle, what this person said may be false."

Shihu Tianjun nodded solemnly and said:

"As he said, this level of demon weapon Luoyue was refined to deal with the emperor of one world."

Xia Houyou immediately frowned and murmured:

"Is it true that true martial arts cannot escape the fate of destruction?"

Shihu Tianjun thought of the upcoming battle between heaven and demons, and immediately said in a deep voice with an ugly face:

"Just from this Falling Moon, it is not difficult to see that Jiuyuan is far more prepared for the outcome of the battle between demons and demons than we imagined."

He was now very suspicious that most of the Jiuyuan intelligence they had obtained on the battlefield might be false.

And just as he was thinking this, the voice of Jianjiu Lu Daoxuan once again came from the shadow of the Moon Shadow Stone in front of him——

"Taiping, there is no need to worry, you just need to watch carefully and watch my next sword."

Xu Taiping naturally knew that his master Lu Daoxuan was very good at swordsmanship, but in his opinion, the falling moon above his head at this moment could not be solved with a sword at all.

It is necessary to have great supernatural powers and great methods like the laws of heaven.

However, after Lu Daoxuan said the next words, Xu Taiping's doubts were swept away in an instant like fallen leaves under the autumn wind.

——

"The second generation disciple of Qingxuan Sect; Zhenwutian is the great emperor; Jianjiu, Lu Daoxuan!"

"I have a sword."

"I have hidden Zhenwu for three thousand years!"

"Today I draw my sword, and I ask you, Jiuyuan, if you dare to accept it!"

At this moment, Xu Taiping, as the only inheritor of the Hidden Sword Art, suddenly understood why Lu Daoxuan had just emphasized that he should take a good look at this sword.

"Hidden Sword Zhenwu is three thousand years old..."

"Master actually wielded such a sword in Shin Musashi!"

After muttering to himself, Xu Taiping suddenly straightened his body, looked at the mirage in front of him with burning eyes, and said seriously:

"This disciple will definitely live up to your expectations, master, and will finally be able to understand this sword!"

…

Zhenwutian, Qingxuanzong.

Wulaofeng Jianping.

"Hiss..."

"call……"

Lu Daoxuan, standing in the center of Jianping, took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

And just between these breaths, the entire Yunlu Immortal Mansion's landscape aura suddenly turned into streams of pure white mist, amidst a "rumbling" sound of the earth shaking, and surged up from all directions. Laofeng.

In the end, all these landscape auras flowed into Lu Daoxuan's skinny body.

"boom!……"

But in just the blink of an eye, along with an ear-splitting sound of air explosion, Lu Daoxuan's originally skinny body suddenly swelled with muscles, and his thin body straightened up to a height of one foot.

Even Zhao Qian, who was already at the peak of his transformation realm under the blessing of the power of Qingxuan Mountain and Water, was pushed back several feet by the fluctuations of aura emanating from Lu Daoxuan's body.

However, instead of showing any resentment, Zhao Qian was full of excitement and excitement. He raised the corners of his mouth and murmured:

"Everyone in the world calls me a sword-cultivating genius who is rare to see in a lifetime, but only I, Zhao Qian, know that all the sword-cultivating geniuses in this world are just the afterglow of the morning sun."

"Only my junior uncle is the rising sun that shines in all directions for eternity!"

As he spoke, there was another blast of air.

I saw that the physical body of my junior uncle Lu Daoxuan actually increased several times in energy and blood with every breath.

And then, every breath Lu Daoxuan takes will bring about a surge in blood and true energy, as well as a strong body.

After a while.

"Rumble, rumble..."

Just as Lu Daoxuan's fighting power remained where he was, the aura fluctuations caused by the violent blood and true energy in his body would turn into a strong wind that was comparable to the strongest blow of a monk in the Wangtian Realm, and slapped Zhao Qian hard. On the body.

However, Zhao Qian, who was hit hard, cried with joy and said:

"He's back, my junior uncle is back, my junior senior uncle from Qingxuan Sect, the one who once made the entire Zhenwutian look up to, is back!"