"cough--"
Fang Longye coughed up a little bit of blood, and there was a blush among the golden color.
The inside was full of thin and dense blood-colored sword energy, which fell to the ground and made a thin hole, as big as an ant hole and more than a thousand feet deep.
The surrounding space is suddenly splitting and gathering, and the black space gaps, like fine lines, are constantly forming and disappearing.
The sound of coughing up blood was hoarse and unpleasant, with a hideous smile. The whole throat felt like a knife cutting it, and the pain was excruciating.
Fang Longye swallowed two more Yin-Yang Tao Pills, the medicine was full of power, and the inspiration of good fortune became dense and rainy.
It was filled with eloquence, nourishing the vitality that had been wiped out by the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
Dao rhymes abound, and the yin and yang dragon and tiger images appear, constantly fighting and colliding with the sword light blooming from the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
During this process, the Dao Yun energy inside was cut into tiny particles by the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
It turned into pure truth and energy and blended into Fang Longye's spirit, improving his essence.
The sword light, as thin as a gossamer, fell on every inch of his flesh and blood, every ray of mana, and every touch of soul.
Every sword light carries the vitality of killing everything.
The sword clanked, and there were constant murmurs in the air.
"As a dragon, you should be punished for your crimes. Kill, kill, kill!"
The mad will to die is filled with every attack released by the Dragon Slayer Sword, almost overflowing.
Even Fang Longye himself had the idea in his heart that as a dragon, he was indeed guilty of a heinous crime and should be killed at the very least.
…
"clang--"
The Dragon Roaring Bell kept shaking to help him get rid of this influence. Fang Longye raised a sword of wisdom above his head and cut off all these thoughts, feeling calm inside.
He looked at the sword energy that was constantly growing under the Dragon-Slaying Sword, like strands of fish, swimming around him endlessly, with the intention of annihilating his vitality.
Fang Longzhi said, what kind of hatred, what kind of resentment? The Phoenix Clan’s murderous intention towards the Dragon Clan must be too great!
With a thought in his mind, all the energy and energy in his body, as well as all the magical power he had cultivated, gathered together, like a spring, and rushed towards the dragon-slaying sword that he had absorbed into his body.
The tit-for-tat confrontation was entangled with the spontaneous power of the Dragon-Slaying Sword. Every sword light was bound by Fang Longye's energy and spirit.
Relying on the support of the Yin Yang Dao Pill, he continued to face the enemy, intertwined with the power of the Dragon Slayer Sword, and formed like a small flower.
At the beginning, the swirling and swirling were sparse, and then, as time went by, it persisted for longer and longer.
The power gathered by the essence, energy and spirit has become stronger over time under the sharpening of the Dragon-Slaying Sword. There are more and more little flowers formed by the light of the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
For a time, gold and blood gleamed together, like jewels and jade, with colors rising and falling.
Fang Longye opened his eyes. Although his face was pale and his aura was sluggish, his eyes were extremely bright and filled with joy.
Sure enough, you did it right!
Feeling the growth he had gained under the life-and-death training of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, Fang Longye couldn't help but praise his idea.
Even though he acts cruelly, it is no different from some worlds where zombies bathe in glutinous rice water, vampires use holy water as wine, etc. They are all seeking death.
But the harvest is so great!
Not only did it improve its own essence, but it also broke the limits of the true fairyland. In this process, the medicinal power of Yin Yang Dao Dan gradually penetrates deep into the body, greatly stimulating the medicinal properties.
He has gradually become resistant to the Dragon Slaying Sword, which is extremely restrained against dragons. This was the reason why he took the risk and sharpened himself with the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
For example, in the myths and legends of previous lives, the realgar sword used by Bai Suzhen is the same.
Bai Suzhen, as a snake demon, uses a sword called realgar. In fact, this is not an attempt to conceal it, but it is deliberately used to mislead the enemy so that people will not use realgar to control her. It has a deeper meaning.
Think of this well-known white snake as a disciple of the powerful Lishan Laomu, who is the "mother" of Guanyin, Manjusri and Samantabhadra.
There is no shortage of eyesight and knowledge. Naming your sword realgar is also very meaningful.
The purpose is to borrow the name "realgar" to enhance one's resistance to realgar.
Of course, Fang Longye did it more directly and fiercely. If you use fake methods to cultivate the real, it is because your cultivation is not enough and your means are not enough.
And with the Yin Yang Dao Pill, a rare elixir in the Golden Immortal level, as a backing, he naturally dared to act like this.
Otherwise, just looking at the current situation, if there is no Yin Yang Dao Pill to supplement it, even if it is an ownerless dragon-slaying sword, if it is directly integrated into the body like him, it will be a dead end.
As his resistance to spiritual treasures such as the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which is specifically designed to restrain dragons, increases greatly.
It's no longer like before, facing the Dragon-Slaying Sword, you can only use three points of ten points.
At this moment, when faced with the Dragon-Slaying Sword, his energy and spirit are like transforming from tofu into gold and stone.
The two collided, like gold and iron clashing, and the high-spirited attitude finally caused the blood stains on the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
"Ang~"
The golden-red blood on the sword, like rust, struggled to fall off and turned into a golden-red dragon phantom.
There are phantoms of the dragon clan, either dragons, horned dragons, Li dragons, chi dragons, etc., etc., in various shapes.
Constantly wandering around Fang Longye's body, flying and circling, carrying sadness, anger, shame,...many emotions, lowering his head and humming.
Finally, they all disappeared into Fang Longye's dantian and merged into his blood and energy.
For a time, thousands of dragons chanted loudly.
The dragon patterns are vivid and the seal scripts are colorful.
All kinds of information emerged, enhancing Fang Longye's knowledge and heritage.
Various fighting skills, fighting skills... enrich his methods and enhance his experience against enemies.
"What an unexpected surprise!" Fang Longye murmured to himself as the shadow of ten thousand dragons flashed across his eyes.
In fact, the sword energy of the Dragon-Slaying Sword was not blood-red in the beginning.
It was completely due to too much killing, and too much dragon blood was soaked in the process of killing many dragons, that this scene appeared.
The bloodstains stained on these swords are the traces left by the death of many dragon clan predecessors.
It is also the key to the dragon-slaying sword's ability to restrain the dragon clan. Just like a sword that kills too many people, it becomes a vicious blade that specially devours people's essence and blood.
The Dragon-Slaying Sword also has the same principle.
The name taboo, the forbidden talisman that restrains the dragons, and the fact that many dragons have been killed by the sword...all these factors combine to create the dragon-slaying sword's ability to greatly restrain the dragons.
As long as Fang Longye continues to fight against the Dragon-Slaying Sword as he does now, one day, the blood stains on the sword will be washed away.
And when that time comes, this divine sword, which has lost its blood color and bloomed with its original five-color brilliance, will no longer be any hindrance to Fang Longye.
The restriction spells all over the sword body will also be transformed into the restrictions most suitable for Fang Longye, the dragon clan, under the marks left by the remaining blood of these dragon clan predecessors.
After being refined and tempered by Fang Longye's energy and spirit, and entangled in every possible way, it will be completely refined by Fang Longye with ease.
The entire divine sword will take on a new lease of life and become a spiritual treasure blade in Fang Longye's hands.
…
Cangmang Mountain.
Skyrocket.
It is green and lush, high in the sky, surrounded by thousands of rock peaks, which are magnificent and magnificent.
Cranes are under the pine trees, deer are in front of the spring, pothos is all over the ground, and the gleaming vines are confusing.
Trails in twos and threes crisscrossed forward.
The weather is warm, the mountains are secluded, and the rocks create smoke.
Cranes chirp, deer roar, and fish emerge from the water.
Quiet and natural.
Peace brings joy.
"call--"
Fang Longye stood on the sea of clouds, breathing in Zhou Za's rich and fragrant inspiration, looking at the green mountains and ocean at his feet, and his lofty ideals arose spontaneously.
After a practice, he entered the sixth level of the True Immortal Realm that he had divided. He was only one step away from becoming a peerless True Immortal with five qi in his chest that rebelled against his innate nature.
Standing truly at the pinnacle of the true immortal realm, looking at the previous self, he could suppress it with a flip of his palm.
"Sure enough, both King Yu Tao and Gu Luo Jin have their reservations!" Fang Longye sighed.
Especially when he thought about what he had said to the old turtle from Jade Sheep Demon Shop earlier, that he would not show mercy to the Jiao Demon King.
Fang Longye was so ashamed that he wished he could find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
"Oh! Ah~" When he thought of this, even if there was no one around now, Fang Longye couldn't help but cover his face.
What a shame!
Thinking about it, as one of the future seven great saints, King Yu Tao is only the sixth, which is already so impressive.
The Demon King is the second among the seven great saints. How strong must he be?
No one really believes that the monkey that jumped out of the stone can still be polite and consider his sworn brother according to his age after returning from his studies, right?
Based on King Yu's strength, Fang Longye believed that the current Jiao Demon King could not be worse than King Yu, right?
He even thought that this fellow from the Beihai Dragon Palace had now become a Golden Immortal.
What does it mean to sit in a well and look at the sky? That's what I did before.
So, I didn't humiliate these dragon girls much before, but I was still quite foresighted!
Thinking of this, Fang Longye looked at the vast ocean outside the vast mountains.
The skylight pours across the peaks, soaking in the surrounding cloud light, and then the color changes from bright gold to golden green, lingering in depression.
Falling on the watery ocean, the waves are sparkling, like thousands of golden carps leaping in the water.
The scaly body is slender and beautiful with spines. The long, narrow and gorgeous real dragon dances in the water, swaying and shining.
Sometimes they jump out of the water, flying in the sky, sometimes they sink into the water, playing and having fun.
The qi and machines are mixed into a ball, showing the appearance of a dragon rising into the sky, bright and dazzling.
Looking at the dragon girls outside the vast mountains, who were transforming into dragon shapes and having fun and playing in the vast water, Fang Longye felt hot.
grass!
Fang Longye knew that this was because the energy and energy in his body that was still fighting against the Dragon-Slaying Sword were a little unstable.
The whole person is affected by the bloodline, which is a little too deep. Looking at the true form of a female dragon, one can feel that it is slender, delicate and extremely beautiful.
His already lustful and lustful temperament lacked some mental repression and was not as strong as before.
Thinking of this, he didn't hold back and immediately returned to Longying Cave, preparing to summon Ao Ying to take action.
Hu Qiuyue had already eaten, and it was now the turn of these dragon girls.
"Anyway, what the old Dragon King of Beihai wants is for me to be like this? To establish a relationship with the Demon King, the 'hero of the demon race'!"
…
Short pines are misty, and miscellaneous trees are densely shaded.
The lush greenery fell down, swaying, about to fall on the path.
When the wind blows, there is a rustling sound.
Ao Ying wore a palace skirt, the ring was ringing, and the fragrance was faint, walking on this garden path.
A pair of golden dragon horns are on the top of the head, with branches growing like coral. The skin of the whole person is as bright as frost and snow, and is as crystal clear as glass.
The clothes are fluttering, and the surrounding clouds and water are clear, blending with the void, exuding a water-like aura.
The aura of the whole person changes erratically, but it is full of water.
Sometimes it is like water waves rising into the sky, causing clouds to make rain; sometimes it is like water vapor entering the forest, and the sound of the spring is like a fairy spitting out pearls.
Layers of halo spread all around, as warm and moist as jade, causing flowers, grass and trees to stretch around.
Ao Yinghai's beautiful blue eyes moved, looking around, the corners of her mouth twitching, full of joy.
The wind and smoke are clear and clear, and the scenery around is elegant and far-reaching. It is refreshing and refreshing to see it.
In the void, purple and green clouds rose up and down, and there was a mysterious sound.
She was naturally very happy in her heart, because Fang Longye summoned her just after he came out of seclusion. Compared with before, it was a great improvement.
Don't blame her for this. With her potential, even if she switches to the "Earth Immortal Way", she can only take two more steps in the Taiyi realm.
If you want to attain enlightenment, you will be reincarnated for hundreds of thousands of lives, but there is no hope.
Logically speaking, Daluo is hopeless, which is a situation that 99% of people will face.
As the Princess of the Dragon Palace, she has already surpassed most people. She really doesn't think so lightly just for an opportunity that she doesn't know the outcome of.
The key is, same mother but different destiny.
Her half-sister, not long after she was born, was known as the most talented dragon clan in the world.
He was personally visited by the powerful man from the South China Sea, accepted as his disciple, and returned to his seat. This powerful person personally commented that he was talented, well-understood, and had great talents.
She is not convinced, why?
How could that bitch who loves glitz actually give birth to a little daughter like this?
Yes, my father doesn't care. Women are like clothes, brothers are like siblings. As the Dragon King of the North Sea, his harem is more than three thousand?
He would only be happy that the Dragon Clan had produced such a talented person, and he didn't even care about her original motive of being greedy for glitz.
She just felt that it was destiny that made her give birth to such an extraordinary baby girl. It was easy to let her leave the North Sea and return to the Dragon Palace in the South Sea.
However, she couldn't forget it.
I can't forget that that bitch ignored her request and left her cruelly.
Just because she was insignificant, so insignificant.
For this reason, she practiced hard and gained her current strength. But, it's not enough.
That sister is so dazzling.
She wants to attain Daluo, not to surpass that sister.
Just to make those who abandoned her so easily regret that they missed this treasure of the ocean.
No matter what the cost.
While thinking about it, Ao Ying walked to the palace where Fang Longye was, only to feel a wave of panic, as if she would die at any moment.
He immediately came back to his senses, walked quietly and slowly inside, and paid homage to the de facto master.
…
The sky is clear and clear all around, with no shadows visible, the sky is bright and clear, and the white clouds look like catkins.
The copper kettle on the small stove on the table was boiling, making a gurgling sound.
Ao Ying lowered her eyebrows and fearfully accepted the cup of tea that Fang Longye poured for her.
She carefully took the teacup and drank slowly.
Silent.
Fang Longye shook his head. Ao Ying was acting like this not just because of her identity. After all, she had never acted like this in front of him before.
The bigger reason was the aura emanating from the dragon-slaying sword in his body that had not yet completely transformed.
Although, with continuous training, a lot of the ferocity against the Dragon Clan has gradually dissipated.
But in the end, the "dragon-slaying" ability has not completely faded away, and it has not been able to transform.
For a pure dragon like Ao Ying, there is still a lot of restraint.
This was the reason why she was so frightened in front of him.
Fang Longye said with a smile: "Don't be alarmed. I have gained a new opportunity that belongs exclusively to our dragon clan. Therefore, I call you to come and share it with me."
"Really?"
"Of course, it's just this chance, it's not that good."
Fang Longye picked up Ao Ying as he spoke.
Ao Ying's whole body tensed up, then relaxed again.
"Just in time, you can help me practice~"
Immediately, he disappeared behind the curtain of the back room.
I haven’t finished writing the first to second chapters today, so I’ll post them in the morning. There is so much work at the end and beginning of this month. But don’t worry, I won’t break 6,000 words a day easily. The word count I owe will definitely be made up for. After all, at the end of the month, the leaders will try their best to boss us around, so we have to give us cows and horses a good rest this weekend.
