The First Thousand and Forty-Three Chapters Hurt My Dragon, Unbearable

As soon as Linghushen drew his sword, the elf Yinglong had already flashed in front of Linghushen. It lightly stepped on the back of Linghushen's sword, and then kicked Linghushen's face without a trace.

Seeing this, Linghu Shen quickly lowered his head and dodged.

He spun his body, and rushed towards the location of the Wannian Ninghua Immortal Thorn Flower again with whirlwind steps, trying to stop Xiaobai from gnawing the last half.

Xiaobai blinked his starry eyes, swallowed the last half of it in front of Linghu Shen, and then began to chew with enjoyment.

At the same time, the elf Yinglong stretched out its claws, and the claws cut like strings. Linghu Shen couldn't dodge in time, and some scars appeared on his body.

"hateful!"

Linghu Shen cursed.

He stopped drawing his sword.

The food had already been eaten, and Linghu Shen knew that he had no part in Wannian Ninghua.

Seeing that Linghu Shen had withdrawn his sword, Zhu Minglang also waved his hand, signaling that there was no need for the elf Yinglong to strike again.

However, at this very moment, the chief guard, Sikong Yuantu, came over suddenly, and the sword in his hand ruthlessly stabbed at Xiao Baiqi's abdomen, as if he wanted to sting the flowers of the Wannian Ninghua Immortal from Bai Qi's body. Cut out of the stomach!

How could Xiaobai fly backwards immediately, dodging the deadly sword.

However, Bai Qi's abdomen was still injured by the sword energy, and blood overflowed from Bai Qi's abdomen.

Seeing Bai Qi injured, the peace on Zhu Minglang's face disappeared instantly.

Linghushen at the side even felt an extreme cold emanating from Zhu Minglang's body at this moment. Zhu Minglang's eyes were more like the judge of Hades in the underworld, giving people a sense of deterrence and fear. It seemed that although these people around him were still wandering in the sun, they were already in his book of life and death!

Zhu Minglang referred to the sword, and suddenly swung out many powerful and fierce swordsmanship. These swordsmanship were printed in the surrounding space, as if there were groups of sword immortals forming a gorgeous killing array, and each Use different sword-killing abilities!

"Heaven-level swordsmanship... Ten Thousand Flowers Breathing Sword!" Seeing this scene, Linghu Shen's expression also changed.

The chief guard, Sikong Yuantu, was also shocked. His eyes reflected the night sky, and at the same time reflected the vast sword shadows that covered the night sky. These sword shadows were cast in different ways,

Either as huge as the Heavenly Pillar Excalibur, or as fast as a thunderbolt, or coiled like a dragon, the most important thing is that each of these swordsmanship contains extremely high sword intent, and when they sweep over like a tsunami of swords, they are still The blazing light continued to erupt, causing the sword light to ignite the entire night sky, making it as bright as day! !

Sikong Yuantu's face was extremely pale. Although he understood the specialness of the sword spirit dragon, he would never have thought that Zhu Minglang could use the sword spirit dragon to display the heaven-level swordsmanship of Yuheng Xinggong. Everyone here is using it well, and the power is several times that of them!

The sword spirit dragon itself is the main cultivation base of the top god, and then it is used with the heaven-level swordsmanship and the excellent sword state. I am afraid that even the Daluo Jinxian will not be able to walk out of this sword of ten thousand flowers and life!

Sikong Yuantu was fighting hard.

He was able to bounce off the first few swords, but soon his movements became a little messy.

"Clang clang clang clang!!!!!!!!!"

The sword in Sikong Yuantu's hand was shattered, and he drew out the spare sword, and the spare sword was smashed into iron filings in an instant.

The sword power began to act on Sikong Yuantu's body. Sikong Yuantu's previous life-saving golden armor had been shattered by Zhu Minglang. Now facing Zhu Minglang's true sword intent, his whole body was like a broken leaf. It was blown into the air by the strong wind, and it was even torn apart in mid-air! !

When Sikong Yuantu fell heavily to the ground, he was no longer human.

The arm was broken, the torso was deformed, and there was no complete piece of skin on the whole body, and the white bones were exposed.

His face was even more horrifying, almost shaved to the point where only bones remained. He struggled to breathe, trying to restore his body with the ancient method of breath adjustment.

Reiki poured into his throat and entered his lungs, but his lungs were also broken, which made his ancient breath adjustment process extremely painful, like a freak who crawled out of the prison of death penalty.

"So vicious, don't you know that this will hurt his life!!" Immortal Master Linghu said angrily when he saw Sikong Yuantu in such a state.

"Isn't he dead? That's a pity. I want him to go to the underworld to report. It seems that my practice is not enough. Even killing a wild dog will make mistakes." Zhu Minglang said lightly.

"You... Didn't you say before that you won't hurt your life, but now you are attacking so viciously!" Immortal Master Linghu said.

"What kind of people and what methods are used to deal with them? Some people are scum, and their lives are lower than livestock." Zhu Minglang said indifferently.

God has given me the divine right to kill gods, all seven star gods can be slaughtered, God will be happy if a lackey who doesn't know how to live or die kills Jitian!

"Immortal Master, Sikong Yuantu shouldn't kill people's dragons. In the eyes of the dragon priest, the dragon is more precious than his own life. Since the white dragon has eaten the ten thousand-year condensate, this god root has already been blessed." Clear everything, it is indeed Sikong Yuantu's fault for killing Bailong..." Linghushen said a fair word.

Linghu Shen has seen clearly what happened just now.

Sikong Yuantu took advantage of the fact that he was restraining Zhu Minglang to attack Bailong, and he had already swallowed the white dragon that had been sublimated for ten thousand years...

Sikong Yuantu made it clear that this was a personal revenge, and it was no longer a fight for spiritual roots.

"That shouldn't be..."

Immortal Master Linghu was halfway through speaking, Zhu Minglang was already impatient.

"Xuan Sa, slap me, this old witch deserves a lesson!" Zhu Minglang said to Xuan Long.

Xuanlong nodded, it raised its tail, and a black storm began to accumulate at the tail!

Zhu Minglang had explained before that there was no need to hurt his life, and Xuanlong did retain some strength when performing supernatural powers.

Seeing that these people want to kill Xiaobai now, Xuanlong naturally doesn't need to appease him anymore! !

Immortal Master Linghu raised his head, seeing Xuanlong's behavior, his face turned ugly.

And the sword cultivators beside her looked as if they were alive, and they were so flustered that they couldn't even maintain the formation.

During the process of fighting this mysterious dragon, they all knew very well that this mysterious dragon's tail was extremely terrifying.

Its tail was cut off, and even Immortal Linghu couldn't parry it. Most of the time, they barely resisted it by relying on formations...

What they didn't expect was that this black dragon could use black wind to strengthen its tail! !

The combination of the mysterious storm and the tail of the crescent moon! !

Either of these two is very difficult for them to resist! !

That is to say, from the very beginning, this Xuanlong didn't exert his full strength! !