Chapter 47 Spirit Abyss

"It's not difficult to guess?" Zang Xiaojian was taken aback, puzzled and said: "Do you have a way to know where the Dragon Slaying Saber is going to slay the dragon?"

When Xue Zhuyong and Mo Zhizhi heard the words, they all turned their eyes to Lu Qingshan, waiting for his next statement.

"The strength of the Flood Dragon Demon King has reached the peak of the fourth rank, and the Dragon Slaying Saber is definitely no match. With such a disparity in combat power, if you want to slay a dragon, you must rely on external force." Lu Qingshan analyzed word by word: "Formation is naturally the first choice of external force, but with such a great relationship to this matter, it is definitely not safe enough if Dragon Slaying Saber is only prepared with formation.

After all, since it has been made clear that Jiaoyan is going to lure the Jiaolong Demon King to the killing game, the Jiaolong Demon King will not be defenseless with such an overt scheme. trick. "

"However, is there any ultimate move that can make the Dragon Slaying Saber enough to slay the dragon?" Lu Qingshan asked back: "If the ultimate move for reversing the dragon monster king can be prepared so easily, then the three major masters of Jiaolong Island back then The Shangzong would not have suffered such a miserable defeat, and there would be no such saying among the monks that leaping to the top is like ascending to the sky."

"That's true." Zang Xiaojian nodded his head, but he was still a little confused, "Then what does this matter have to do with the location of their final battle?"

"Coincidentally, isn't Jiaolong Island a natural, desperate place for high-level monks?" Lu Qingshan revealed the answer.

"You mean," Zang Xiaojian suddenly realized, and exclaimed: "Lingyuan! They definitely want to use the power of Lingyuan to attack the dragon and demon king."

Lu Qingshan nodded.

This matter is indeed not difficult to guess. After thinking about it from another perspective, if he is allowed to use these existing powers to rebel against the Flood Dragon Demon King, then he will definitely use Lingyuan as his hole card.

So Zang Xiaojian guessed the answer just after hearing him mention it a little bit.

For thousands of years, it has never been heard that anyone can come out of the Lingyuan after falling into it, and it is the most mysterious and lore place on Jiaolong Island.

Lu Qingshan didn't believe that after so many years of planning for Dragon Slaying Knife, he would never think of using Lingyuan.

"Then I will go to Lingyuan immediately." Xue Zhuyong nodded, agreeing with what Lu Qingshan said, and said in a deep voice.

"I'll go with you." Lu Qingshan said: "Mo Yan and I are fairly familiar, otherwise, if there is no acquaintance, Patriarch Xue will come to the door like this, and the dragon sword will come for a while, on such an important matter And I will definitely not trust a stranger."

"It makes sense," Xue Zhuyong glanced at Lu Qingshan, "Then you can go with me."

"I'll go with you too." Cang Xiaojian raised his hand without hesitation and recommended himself.

"And me." Qin Yitian also said softly.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the two of them, after a little thought, he made a decision, "You two will set off with us, Madam Mo can only trouble you to wait for news in the city."

Mo Zhizhi was silent for a while, finally nodded, and said softly to Xue Zhuyong: "Come back alive with Yan'er..."

Xue Zhuyong silently nodded.

The reason why Lu Qingshan arranged this way is also very simple.

He is very clear about Zang Xiaojian's temperament, and he will definitely not be able to stop him.

Besides, Zang Xiaojian, who was obviously from an extraordinary background, went out alone, Lu Qingshan didn't believe that she would not have a few life-saving things from the elders of the master, so he didn't have to worry too much about Zang Xiaojian's safety.

As for Qin Yutian, if he guessed correctly, Qin Yutian should have a lot to do with the source of Longtan's dragon's breath. Moreover, Qin Yutian's breath is so faint that it is impossible to tell what level of cultivation it is, so mysterious and unpredictable. For a woman, there is definitely no need to worry about her own safety.

As for Mo Zhizhi, she was different.

First of all, Mo Zhizhi's cultivation base is not high, it would be too dangerous to rush to the decisive battle.

Another very important point is that she has a close relationship with Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan. If something happens, it will inevitably affect Xue Zhuyong, which is an extremely unstable factor.

Under such circumstances, in order to eliminate unstable factors and prevent some bloody plots from appearing,

Even though he knew that Mo Zhizhi was burning with anxiety, Lu Qingshan still let Mo Zhizhi stay in Jiaolong City,

Mo Zhizhi also understood this truth, so even though he really wanted to go to Lingyuan together, he still stayed in the city as Lu Qingshan said.

"Let's go." Lu Qingshan turned around and called Zang Xiaojian and Qin Yitian to leave.

Just looking back and seeing the expressions of the two, Lu Qingshan was quite speechless.

Even though it was such a dangerous matter, Zang Xiaojian was full of excitement and his eyes were shining brightly.

Qin Yutian had a smiling expression on his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Cang Xiaojian's temperament is very clear to Lu Qingshan, and it's not too strange, but he is very puzzled by Qin Yitian's reaction.

Qin Yitian's eyes sparkled, "I just think you, Mr. Lu... are very nice."

"Ah?" Lu Qingshan was a little puzzled by Qin Yitian's answer.

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Sea God Sect.

The Flood Dragon Demon King came with mighty dragon beasts.

The low-ranking monks of the Sea God Sect didn't realize that the Jindan senior cultivators of the sect had already been wiped out, and they were doing their own things as usual. I was so shocked.

The low-ranking cultivator who presided over the formation first tremblingly opened the formation for the first time, let the Jiao clan into the sect, and then immediately sent a spiritual letter to notify the sect's superior cultivator, but was horrified to find that all the spiritual letters were sent. .

The Flood Dragon Demon King glanced at these low-ranking monks with indifferent eyes. He kept moving, and his huge figure flew directly towards the core of the Sea God Sect.

Before the Zongmen Hall.

On the open square, there are still traces of the previous fierce battle.

A puff of black smoke swirled around the dragon demon king, and he transformed into a handsome young man in black.

This is the human incarnation form of the Flood Dragon Demon King.

The eyes of the Jiaolong Demon King were full of anger.

On the ground in front of him, there were puddles of dried blood.

That was Jiao Yan's flood blood.

"Human Race!" The Flood Dragon Demon King gritted his teeth.

Squeak.

A very strange sound sounded.

The Flood Dragon Demon King looked in the direction of the sound source.

A formation disk was shining, and then, above the formation disk, a light curtain emerged.

Jiao Yan, who was covered in blood, was bound by golden ropes, dying, his huge eyes were very dim, and when he saw his father through the light curtain, there was a little light in his eyes, "Father..."

The Jiaolong Demon King didn't answer, waiting for something.

A moment later, the one-armed swordsman appeared in the light curtain.

"Flood Dragon Demon King, if you still want the life of your only heir," the sword master paused, his eyes full of fighting intent, "then let's fight here."

This is an upright conspiracy.

It is certain that even if the Jiaolong Demon King knows that the location chosen by the sword master is a place to lure him into the urn and has already arranged for him to kill him, but because of his respect for Jiaoyan and his confidence in his own strength, he will definitely go to this Hongmen banquet.

As for the final victory or defeat, it depends on whose fist is harder.

There was contempt and disdain in the eyes of the Jiaolong Demon King, and he said darkly: "I could break your arm back then, but today I can also kill you without leaving any bones."

He has already recognized the sword master as the master of the blood sword sect on the human side in the first battle of Renjiao hundreds of years ago.

"Then I'll wait here for you!" the sword master said sharply.

Nourish!

In the next moment, the light and shadow shattered into bits of aura and disappeared.

With a wave of his left hand, the Jiaolong Demon King smashed the array into powder, swept his eyebrows, and roared, "Follow me and wipe out the human race!"