Ye Yichuan looked at the scene in front of him with almost trembling, his eyes were stained red with blood.
Tianyao has a history of tens of thousands of years, and the real dragon has long been extinct in the world.
As for dragons, they are common in the abyss and swamps of certain places of life and death.
Although it is called a dragon among the people in the world, it can be traced back to the origin of its bloodline, but the dragon is not a dragon.
The dragon inhabits the place where the water gathers in the lake. It has a fish body and a snake tail, and can lead the fish to fly. If it is placed in the water, it will become a dragon.
But these nine dragons actually live in the deep mountains and old forests far away from the water all year round, which is extremely against the laws of nature.
Even more terrifying is the huge Tianxi Sword Sect, the land of the Immortal Family guarded by Thirteen Swords.
A majestic dragon mountain had been eaten away at the base of the ridge by these nine dragons. It had been empty for many years, but they didn't notice it at all.
Those were nine dragons, not nine little demons. They had lived in the Tianxi Sword Sect for hundreds of years without any signs of abnormality.
Today, it appears majestic at the beginning, its power seems to swallow the moon and drive the sun, its ferocity is unparalleled, the power of the dragon seems to dominate the world, shocking people's hearts!
"Two hundred years ago, I gave nine dragon eggs to Ye Yichuan, and he hatched them with his own essence and blood.
He went up the mountain to become a disciple, so he took the nine little dragons to Baituo Mountain and quietly hid them in the mountain of Jiaoling.
Using the secret technique of 'Guiyue' taught to him, he assimilated these nine small dragons and Jiaoling Mountain into one source.
Later, he used Ji Pei to subdue Chi Yaozhi and gained the right to freely enter and exit Changqing Pavilion.
He takes a bowl of the blood of the Chi demon every day according to the order of the sect master and drinks it by himself. In fact, he waters Jiaoshan with a bowl of blood food every day, but the blood he uses is the real dragon's blood. "
Wang Yi smiled slightly and said: "Is this why in just two hundred years, the larval form of the dragon was able to grow to this point?
With the help of the power of dragon blood, they drained the spiritual energy and destiny of Baituo Mountain, and they destroyed the Tianshan Mountain themselves, as simply as I just killed you. "
The towering Jiaolong Mountain with its majestic, deep and strange peaks collapsed into nothingness in an instant.
Between the rolling mountains, it was as if a huge, towering evil beast had suddenly eaten away an opening.
The dragon's body exudes a cold light in the night, and its sturdy body is like a vigorous and powerful thousand-year-old tree, extending towards the Tianshan Mountains.
The high-arched body towers into the sky like a hill, and each of the fluttering beards is as thick as a water tank.
The beard and hair alone are like old vines of a winding snake, with extremely terrifying power to penetrate the mountain.
Each of the nine dragons held a ball of terrifying thunder and fire in their mouths, roaring angrily.
The earth cracked open with terrifying cracks, and the Tianxi disciples in the mountain did not expect such a shocking change.
Before they could set up a defensive sword formation to prevent the nine dragons from approaching Tianshan, they were crushed into mud by the huge and terrifying body together with the thousands of ancient pines and trees in the mountain.
The dragons raged in the Tianxi Sword Sect's mountain gate area, crushing all the way across the border, passing through the clouds and snow, and rising into the wind and water.
The clouds between the sky and the earth became even worse, and nine dragons soared into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.
Dark clouds billowed in the sky like a sea of ink, and azure storm lightning flashed like a dragon through the low-pressure, thick clouds.
Then the void appeared, like the abyss coming to the world, and the thunder light poured down like pillars, like a heavy rain washing the world, pouring wildly on the top of the Tianshan Mountain.
The majestic and captivating Sword Mountain was split by the thunderous fire from the sky. The sword shook the mountain and the road collapsed.
The ink-colored void was instantly filled with lightning, and thunder flashed like a big fish in the sea.
The remaining eleven soul ropes were surrounded by lightning, and the thick and cold dark iron chains instantly left countless mottled black scorch marks, shaking alone.
Sword Master Yu's eyebrows were dark and cold, and he looked up at the thunderous light in the sky. The palms pressing the sword hilt were trembling slightly with anger.
Under the lightning, everyone's faces were pale and ugly, and they subconsciously looked at Haonong and the tens of thousands of people who had already turned to martial arts.
Haonong didn't understand what this look meant. His expression changed drastically and he said:
"This matter has nothing to do with us. I am a martial arts cultivator who has thousands of disciples. I have never been involved in beast control. I don't know where these nine demon dragons came from."
Bailian raised his head to suppress Haonong's excited body, took a step forward, and said with a solemn expression:
"The dragon has the power of Tianxi's mountain-based spiritual veins, and its aura seems to have the same origin as that of White Camel Mountain. Moreover, they both have dragon power in their bodies, and they have absolute suppressive power over Tianshan Soul Cord."
These words directly illustrate once again the mistakes made by the sword master Yu to raise the tiger.
These nine dragons have obviously been dormant in the Tianxi Sword Sect all year round. Their aura has long been assimilated to this mountain. They have stolen the mountain's spiritual energy for many years, so they are so powerful.
How could Bailian, who was practicing Taishang Daoqing Sword Art with Sword Master Yu, not see that the sword energy on the Ziji Stage hidden between his brows was flowing like a river at this moment?
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly and dispelled his doubts about Haonong and the others with Bai Lian's words.
It was just that after so many years, he faced off against the Lord of the Demon River again, and he actually felt an unprecedented sense of suffocating tension.
The demons' methods are endless, and he has not yet solved Haonong's suspicions and troubles, and he has not even had time to complete the task of awakening the dead sword soul.
Everything is still undecided, but one terrible trouble after another is coming towards him one after another like a butcher's knife.
The world has been peaceful for so many years. Perhaps he has become accustomed to it, but he was so beaten that he was completely devastated by the demon clan's somewhat large-scale surprise attack plot, and had no countermeasures.
Sword Master Yu had a splitting headache and couldn't help but hold his forehead in deep thought.
Thinking back carefully, he suddenly discovered that when he fought with the Demon Sect, because Ying Ji was there, he didn't have to think about the treacherous and insidious plot behind the battlefield illuminated by the beacon fire.
He only needs to fight openly and openly with his sword, without having to consider the hidden poison plots under his feet and behind his back.
Thinking of this, Jian Zhuyu suddenly had an absurd and terrifying thought in his heart...
He was able to rectify his demons on the battlefield, hold the sword and make extraordinary achievements, and the common people praised him with gratitude.
In the peaceful and prosperous times, he was a hero with infinite glory and a righteous gentleman with no faults.
The only stain in his life that cannot be washed away is that he married a dynasty empress with a treacherous background.
Shame is a word, so it governs gentlemen.
But now he suddenly discovered that without her, the war with the devil was so difficult.
Sword Master Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and opened his eyes again, his gaze became as cold as steel.
So what if I leave her!
He is the master of swords in the world, holding the power of orthodoxy, even if he does not use cunning tactics.
As long as he holds the world's sword in his hand and keeps it intact, these evil demons and filth will never think of breaking his sword and leaving him alone!
Sword Master Yu's eyes were cold and stern, and the finger on his forehead touched the center of his eyebrows.
A pure and holy green energy emerged from the spiritual platform, and the green energy became as powerful as a sword python, swallowing the sky and setting fire to the prairie.
This supreme sword intention does not strive for exquisiteness, but only for power. It is as if the world and the world were cut into two heavens and earth under the sword of this purple python!
A painful scream came from the dark clouds, the sound was like rolling thunder, and two huge dragon corpses fell from the thunder of the rolling dark clouds like a black mountain in the sky.
This sword slashed the power of the supreme power of heaven and earth. Even Haonong, who was not happy with the sword master Yu Duo, had to be amazed and admired by this sword.
But those nine dragons all came out of Tianxi, and they inherited Tianxi's lifeline and luck.
Sword Master Yu's sword kills a dragon, which is tantamount to destroying one's destiny and damaging the world of Zhoutian Dao in the body.
Such a high-spirited Purple Python Shengyi sword can only be slashed with the sixth level of Dao Qing Sword Technique of the Supreme Sword Master of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
The combined force of thirteen swords may not be able to kill a single dragon, but it seems easy to die from this sword now.
But with Sword Master Yu's behavior of inflicting a thousand losses on himself and a hundred wounds on the enemy, how many more swords can he make?
Bailian was amazed by the power of this sword, but felt that the sword master Yu's move was too willful.
If he loses the power to protect Tianshan, he will inevitably push the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi into an extremely dangerous situation.
But Sword Master Yu didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with his behavior.
He pulled out the rising dragon, held the sword in his right hand and pointed at the sky, and then stars fell out of the clouds and lit up the mountains.
The Shenglong Sword in his hand turned into a clean silver galaxy, rushing into the sky and covering the entire Tianshan Sword Tomb.
Balian frowned, feeling that this was just a stop-gap measure that would harm his own energy and would not last long.
He thought for a moment and suggested: "I heard that after ending the war between good and evil in the human world, the sect master was blessed by the Immortal Lord and conferred the title of Immortal and Deity for his supreme merits. He passed it on to a sacred magical power called the 'Dianjian Palace'.
But in a short period of time, the power of the Thirteen Sword Souls can be exerted to the extreme and integrated into one body, thereby achieving the realm of Saint Refining for one day, and the cultivation level is comparable to the golden immortal in the sky. "
This secret matter is really not a secret matter to the Tianyao Continent in the world.
Therefore, Balian's suggestion can be described as a very considerate suggestion.
But Sword Master Yu frowned and his eyes were cold.
The First Sword Lord, He Xian, was slightly startled, and then explained in a low voice: "Little junior brother, I don't know something. Although the method of Dian Sword Palace is incredibly powerful, it is not without cost.
After all, the sect master has not lived for a thousand years. Although he is an immortal who has overcome tribulations, he is still far away from the realm of sainthood.
Forcibly changing one's realm against the will of heaven will cause the body to wither for five hundred years. The body will be like wood, the heart will be like stone, and the consciousness will be isolated from the world. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the sword master will not touch the sword palace easily. "
Balian felt that this statement was really unreasonable, and he asked: "Isn't this the moment of last resort?"
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly, looked at Bailian with a look that looked at an ignorant person, and said: "My 'Dianjian Palace', Su Guanhai's 'Dianjing Mountain', Yin Dufeng's 'Burning Soul Palace' They all learned magical powers in order to check and balance the demonic army.
Now this is just a little trick by Mo He. If he is forced out of Dianjian Palace, he will die for five hundred years.
During these five hundred years, if there is no sword master in the world to guard the common people, I don't know what kind of chaos will happen. "
Balian knew that the sword master had always thought highly of himself, but thinking about sitting in a high position for so many years, he was so arrogant and arrogant.
It is certainly a great loss to have no sword master in the world.
But Bai Lian feels that the world is not as big as one person.
In this world, the sun, moon and stars will never change because of the loss of someone.
All in all, it was a good thing to save face. I felt that it was too embarrassing for someone to force him to use all his cards with a random plan, leaving him with no way out.
Knowing that he was trying to persuade her, Balian couldn't help but glance at Yun Rong subconsciously.
Seeing her expression was different, for some reason, her heart suddenly sank, and she had an unpleasant thought.
He tried to calm down and asked the sword master Yu: "If the sword master doesn't want to order the sword palace, how will he plan to protect Tianxi's disciples?"
Sword Master Yu stared deeply at the eleven magnificent soul cords extending out of the dark clouds in the sky.
There was something almost cold and calm and indifferent on that sharp and handsome side face.
He narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "The reason why the Demon Sect acted so unscrupulously is simply because the Yuan Sword lost its owner and the soul became self-proclaimed, which made them feel that there was a flaw that they could take advantage of.
Zuhan is sad, and people are resentful and hurt the country. All of these are due to the collapse of the Thirteen Swords caused by the unstable soul of the sword.
If we want to stabilize the mountain with swords, we can only rebuild the soul ropes of the Twelve Swords and Thirteen Swords, and rebuild the bridge with the Shangqing Realm. Even if we let this dragon swallow thunder and spit fire, our Tianxi Sword Sect will naturally be indestructible. not afraid! "
Sounds like an extremely powerful idea.
But if Sword Master Yu really had the ability to reunite the dead sword and rebuild the severed soul, how could he be forced into such a desperate situation?
Bai Lian vaguely guessed that the sword master Yu Moyue wanted to give up his car to protect the commander, and sacrificed some things that were absolutely impossible to sacrifice in ordinary times!
"So, lord, what do you plan to do?"
Sword Master Yu no longer looked at Bailian. As he slowly turned around, his eyes fell on the sword masters behind him one by one.
Junhe was the first to be touched by his gaze, and there was not much confusion or even hesitation in his eyes.
He took off the Junzi Sword from his waist, drew the sword and inserted it into the ground in front of him, and knelt down with firm eyes.
Then Yue Nu was also caught by Sword Master Yu's gaze. She trembled slightly and subconsciously touched the glazed umbrella at her waist.
The cold yin energy seemed to be felt, wrapping around her palms and fingers dependently.
Yue Nu closed her eyes, pulled out the Goddess Sword, and knelt down.
San Jian Jing sighed softly and knelt down without saying anything else.
Sijian Yunrong pursed her lips, but she did not show too much regret or unwillingness. She puffed up her sleeves in a casual manner.
Just as she was about to draw her sword and kneel down, she suddenly felt an extremely sharp and cold gaze, like a real sword, stabbing towards her neck!
That cold gaze made Yun Rong couldn't help but raise his eyes, and he met the little corpse demon's cold gaze as deep as the cold sea.
This little look is so resentful...
Yun Rong couldn't help shaking his body, feeling guilty for no reason.
Look what she did? The person he spent the night with was not her, but her inner demon. This little corpse demon was too lenient!
Yun Rong had never been looked at with such a stern look before. She was angry in her heart, but she didn't take it seriously and knelt down anyway.
Five swords, six swords, seven swords, eight swords, nine swords, ten swords, and eleven swords all knelt down one after another, without any hesitation or complaint on their faces.
They all bowed their heads in sword salute and said solemnly: "I am willing to serve the sword with my body, and I have no regrets!"
"I am willing to serve the sword with my body, and I have no regrets!"
"I am willing to serve the sword with my body, and I have no regrets!"
"..."
Sword Master Yu's cold and calm eyes finally showed a hint of relief.
He also returned the salute and said in a low voice: "In troubled times, it is difficult to fight with iron armor. I want you to use your body to sacrifice and melt the Tianshan Mountain. This move will definitely destroy your body and soul, and there will be no chance to look back and regret it. I would like to ask you, have you ever regretted it?"
“I will never regret it until my death!!!”
"Don't regret it!" The anger finally burst out in Bai Lian's chest.
He gritted his back teeth and could no longer continue to look at Yun Rong like a stranger.
If she keeps pretending, this stupid woman will die heroically regardless!
He strode forward, kicked Yun Rong's cherished Snow-Cleaning Sword away, grabbed her arm and lifted her up.
Before Yun Rong could react, he gave him a hard glare.
Then, like a hen protecting its young, Bailian looked at Sword Master Yu with an angry look and said something extremely treasonous.
"You old thing! I've been putting up with you for a long time!"
Bailian, who has always been very angry, boldly called himself "I" in front of Bailiyu.
It was obvious that he was extremely angry.
