Chapter 800 Shame is a word, so treat gentlemen
Ye Yichuan looked at the scene in front of him with almost trembling, his eyes stained red with blood.
Tian Yao has a history of tens of thousands of years, and the real dragon has long since disappeared from the world.
As for dragons, they are common in the abyss and swamps of certain places of life and death.
Although people in the world call it a dragon, we can trace 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.
What is even more terrifying is the huge Tianxi Sword Sect, the land of the Immortal Family guarded by Thirteen Swords.
A majestic dragon mountain has been eaten away at the base of the ridge by these nine dragons. It has been empty for many years, but they did not notice it at all.
Those are nine dragons, not nine little demons. They have lived in the Tianxi Sword Sect for hundreds of years without any abnormalities.
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 Ye Yichuan nine dragon eggs, which he would hatch and live with his own essence and blood.
He went up the mountain to become a disciple, so he took these nine eggs with him The little dragon came to Baituo Mountain and hid quietly in the mountain of Jiaoling. < br>
Using the secret technique of "Guiyue" taught to him, he assimilated these nine small dragons into the Jiaoling Mountain and brought them into one source.
After that, he used Ji Pei to subdue the chi demon. Therefore, we gained the right to enter and exit Changqing Pavilion freely
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 has been able to grow so far?
With the help of the power of the dragon's blood, they drained away the spiritual energy and luck of the White Camel Mountain, and they destroyed the Tianshan Mountain themselves, as simply as I just killed you. ”
The towering Jiaolong Mountain with its strange peaks collapsed into nothing in an instant.
Between the rolling mountains, it was as if a huge towering evil beast was suddenly born. Gnaw away a vacancy.
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 the old vines of a winding snake, with extremely terrifying power running through 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. The Tianxi disciples in the mountains did not expect such a sudden change.
Before they could set up a defensive sword array 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 territory, 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. Nine dragons soared into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.
The dark clouds in the sky are rolling like a sea of ink, and the blue storm lightning is rushing like a dragon in the low-pressure and thick clouds.
Then the void appeared, like the abyss of heaven 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 Mountains.
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 cords were surrounded by lightning, and the thick and cold black iron chains instantly left countless mottled and dark traces of scorch, making Lingding sway.
Sword Master Yu's eyebrows were dark and cold. He looked up at the lightning in the sky, and the palm pressing the sword hilt was 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 face changed drastically and he said:
"This matter has nothing to do with us. I am a disciple of thousands of people and am a martial arts practitioner. I have never been a master of beast control." I have dabbled in it before, but I don’t know where these nine demonic dragons came from.”
Bailian raised his head to suppress Haonong’s excited body. He took a step forward 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 Baituo Mountain, and they both have the power of dragons. For the soul of Tianshan Mountain, , has the absolute power of suppression."
These words directly illustrate again the mistake of the sword master Yu Yanghu.
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 eyebrows was flowing like a river like a river at this moment.
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly and dispelled his doubts about Haonong and the others with Balian'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 suspicion and trouble, 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 at peace for so many years. Could it be that he is used to being comfortable? However, he was so beaten that he had no way to deal with the small-scale surprise attack plot by the demon clan.
Sword Master Yu had a splitting headache and couldn't help but hold his forehead in thought.
Looking back carefully, he suddenly discovered that when he fought against 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 secret arrow poison plots under his feet and behind his back.
Thinking of this, a frightening and absurd thought suddenly arose in Sword Master Yu's heart...
He made extraordinary achievements with his sword in the battlefield of demons, and the common people praised him with gratitude.
In the peaceful and prosperous times, he was a hero with infinite glory and a flawless righteous gentleman.
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.
Jian Zhuyu took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and opened his eyes again, his eyes becoming as cold and hard as steel.
So what if I leave her!
He is the sword master in the world, holding the power of orthodoxy, even if he does not use cunning tactics.
As long as he holds the World Sword in his hand and keeps it intact, these evil demons and filth will never think of cutting off his swordsmanship 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 fire.
This supreme sword intention does not strive for sophistication, but only for power. It is as if the world and the world were cut into two heavens and earth under the sword raised by the 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 the Tianxi, and they inherited the Tianxi's lifeline and luck.
Sword Master Yu's sword kills a dragon, which is tantamount to destroying one's luck 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 Daoqing Sword Technique, the supreme master of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
The combined force of the thirteen swords may not be able to kill a single dragon, but it seems easy to die under this sword now.
But with Sword Master Yu’s behavior of damaging himself a thousand times and injuring the enemy a hundred times, 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 and bright 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 world, the sect master was consecrated by the Immortal Lord for his supreme merits and was conferred the title of Immortal and Deity. He was passed on to a sacred power named 'Dian Jian Palace'
Available for a short period of time. During this time, the power of the Thirteen Sword Souls can be brought into full play and integrated into one body, thereby achieving the realm of Saint Refining for one day, and achieving a level comparable to that of the Golden Immortal in Heaven."
This secret matter. For Tianyao Continent in the world, it is really not a secret.
So Balian’s suggestion is a very thoughtful one.
But Sword Master Yu frowned and his eyes were cold.
He Xian, the First Sword Lord, 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 a tribulation immortal, he is still far away from the realm of saints
Forcibly changing the realm against the will of heaven will cause the body to wither for five hundred years, the body to be like wood, the heart to be like stone, and the consciousness to be isolated from the world. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the sword master will not attack the sword palace easily. "
Hundred. Lian felt that this statement was really unreasonable, and he asked: "Isn't this the moment of last resort?"
The sword owner Yu snorted coldly, looking at Bailian with a look at the ignorance of ignorance, saying: "The" point sword palace 'in this seat ", Su Guanhai's" Point through Mountain ", Yin Dufeng's" Burning Soul Temple " They are all the magical powers to balance the Demon Army. In this seat, the sword palace is dying for five hundred years. An Zhi's Sword Lord has always been very high, but for so many years to think of his high position, he has reached such a degree.
There is no sword master in the world, although it is a major loss.
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 the advice was unintentional, Balian could not help but glance at Yun Rong subconsciously.
Seeing that her expression was different, for some reason, my heart suddenly sank, and I had an unpleasant thought.
He tried to calm down and asked Sword Master Yu: "If the Sword Master doesn't want to order the Sword Palace, how do you plan to protect Tianxi's disciples?"
Sword Master Yu's eyes were focused and he looked at it. Eleven magnificent soul ropes extending from the dark clouds in the sky.
On that sharp and handsome side face, there is only an almost cold calmness and indifference.
He narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "The reason why the Demon Sect acted so unscrupulously is simply because the Yuanli 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.
Zu Han is sad, and people are resentful and hurting the country. All this stems from the collapse of the Thirteen Swords
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. Have no fear! ”
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 to do this? Coming from a desperate situation
Bailian vaguely guessed that Sword Master Yu Moyue wanted to give up his car to save his commander, at a price that would be absolutely impossible in ordinary times!
"So, Sect Leader, How do you plan to act? ”
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.
Jun He was the first to be touched by his gaze, without much confusion or even hesitation in his eyes.
He took off the Gentleman's 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 Qi 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 did not show too much regret or unwillingness. She puffed up her sleeves in a casual manner.
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!
The 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. She was angry, 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 about it!"
"I am willing to serve the sword with my body, and I have no regrets about it!"
"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 trace of relief.
He also returned the salute and said in a low voice: "In troubled times, it is difficult to survive with iron armor. I want you to use your own 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 ask you, have you ever regretted it?”
“I will never regret it until my death!”
“I will never regret it!” erupted in the chest.
He gritted his back molars and could no longer continue to look at Yun Rong pretending to be 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.
Yun Rong was glared hard by him before he could react.
Bailian then looked at Sword Master Yu with an angry look, like a hen protecting its calves, and said something extremely treasonous.
"You old thing! I have tolerated 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.
(End of this chapter)