Chapter 126 The Domineering Spirit that Comes as Soon as You Say It

After three consecutive days of rain, the sky in Xianyang City finally cleared up.

On the crowded streets, everyone is doing what they should do.

Porters carry goods, merchants sell items, and pedestrians go shopping...

And our protagonist, Ying Ziyi, is teasing women.

"Sister, you are so beautiful. Can I play with you?"

Ying Ziyi was so wet that he rubbed himself against a classical pre-Qin woman with plump buttocks.

This woman seemed to be very caring. When she saw the young lady in front of her, she touched his head and asked, "Where is this little child? Is he lost with his family?"

"Be bold!"

Just when Ying Ziyi was having a more in-depth and pure communication with this woman, a majestic voice sounded. The sound was so loud that even the noisy street in front of me couldn't stop it. It was a bit like scaring Cao Jun in front of millions of troops.

"Bold, who are you? How dare you be so rude when the Fourteenth Young Master comes before you?"

The person who came was a bearded man wearing thin iron armor, followed by a dozen soldiers.

"....!"

When the woman looked at Ying Ziyi again, the gentle look in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by a look of incomparable horror.

"The untouchables are guilty. Please forgive me, Master Fourteen."

The woman hurriedly knelt on the ground. Seeing this, people on the whole street knelt on the ground one after another.

Ying Ziyi waved his hand and motioned for the woman to get down. The woman, as if she had received amnesty, ran away in a panic.

"The doctor ordered Tu Sui to see the Fourteenth Young Master."

The people on the street dispersed, and Ying Ziyi looked at the bearded man in front of him, but he was quite depressed.

"Get up!"

"Thank you, sir." Tu Sui was a traditional imperial soldier who took etiquette and respect very seriously.

"Looking at the doctor, Sir Ling, he is in a hurry. What's the matter?"

"Ah! That's what it looks like. There was a farm near Xianyang that was attacked by alien beasts and suffered heavy losses. The king was shocked when he heard about this. He would either lead his troops to round up the alien beasts or go to the outside of the city to mobilize troops. "

"So that's it! Then go quickly!"

"General, I obey!" Tu Sui saluted and left the street with his guards.

"Alien beast?" Ying Ziyi was a little surprised. What kind of alien beast was it?

After Tu Sui left, Ying Ziyi changed streets and continued his evil game...

Tu Sui led five hundred soldiers from the camp outside the city and rushed to the farm where the incident occurred.

This farm originally had green mountains and green waters, and stretches of fertile fields. The millet it produced was famous throughout Xianyang. Every time Tu Sui led his troops and passed by here, he would always buy some from the landlord of this farm to comfort his homesickness.

But right now, this farm is in a state of ruin, the continuous fertile fields have been trampled, and the claw marks of alien beasts can be seen everywhere. Many tenants on the farm were injured while defending themselves against strange beasts, and some were even in critical condition. The fur of the alien beast is tough, and during the siege by dozens of people, it only suffered some minor injuries and ran away.

Tu Sui came to a paw print left by a strange beast and squatted down.

"Four legs, three fingers, yellow hair, palm width two feet and five, what kind of monster is this?"

Tu Sui waved his hand and motioned for his men to follow him. They searched for traces of strange beasts along the occasional drops of dried blood on the ground.

"Have you entered the forest?"

A few hours later, it was almost dusk. Tu Sui raised his head, looked at the towering hills in front of him, and ordered to his subordinates behind him: "Listen to your orders, fifty people will form a team, and go up the mountain in separate ways. If you encounter a strange beast, you will immediately send a signal, and each team will go to support. Two hours After that, regardless of whether you encounter strange animals or not, you should immediately go down the mountain to rest without making any mistakes."

"I obey my orders!"

However, just as Tu Sui gave the order, he heard a roar coming from the mountains, shaking the forest.

Although Tu Sui didn't understand animal language, he could still feel the anger expressed in this roar.

The beast is injured! This was Tu Sui's first thought.

Who hurt the alien beast?

With this question in mind, Tu Sui and his men immediately went up the mountain to the source of the roar.

What a sight!

The sun was setting in the west, and a tall man was holding a long sword. It seemed that he was adjusting his breath due to the huge consumption of battle. Opposite him was a beast with sharp claws and sharp teeth that was one foot tall. It is not something ordinary people can do to face such ferocious beasts alone. Even the well-trained Qin soldiers behind Tu Sui trembled when they first saw this strange beast.

One person and one beast seemed to have been fighting for a long time. Many ancient trees nearby were destroyed in the fight between the two and were in a mess.

Tu Sui could tell that this man was a rare master. From this fierce battlefield, he could infer what kind of fierce fight this man and this strange beast had just experienced.

The strange beast in front of him was obviously injured, and very seriously. Bright red blood overflowed from several wounds on its fur, and two of the sharp nails on its fingertips were also broken.

Seeing so many people around, this strange beast obviously felt fear. With a long roar, it planned to run away.

However, this swordsman saw the movement of the strange beast first. Just when the alien beast turned around to escape, the swordsman ran forward a few steps, using the momentum of his forward motion, he leaped forward and stood on top of the alien beast's huge head.

The alien beast was running at extremely fast speeds, but this man was as steady as a mountain. The long sword stabbed down from above, piercing into the head of the alien beast.

Roar! On the verge of death, the alien beast launched the most intense struggle in its life.

The long sword broke. In the fierce struggle, the swordsman could not maintain his initial stability. He fell from the giant beast and was seriously injured.

And although this strange beast was fatally injured, it still had some strength left for a while. When it was dying, it ran towards the swordsman, wanting to die with the swordsman who had injured it.

"shooting!"

However, Tu Sui did not let this strange beast get what he wanted. Hundreds of sharp arrows were shot from the powerful crossbow in the soldier's hand, turning the strange beast into a hornet's nest.

The Qin army's archery skills were very accurate, and all the sharp arrows they shot were concentrated on the alien beasts, but the swordsman not far from the alien beasts was not affected at all.

When the alien beast was about to die, its forward speed suddenly weakened, and it collapsed two or three steps in front of the swordsman, raising a huge wave of dust.

"Stand back, strong man." The swordsman stood up and looked at the broken sword on the head of the alien beast in front of him, as if he was thinking deeply about something. Soon after, he turned to leave, but Tu Sui stopped him.

The swordsman stopped, but did not turn around. Facing the doctor Ling Tu Sui, one of the Nine Qin Qings, not many people could have the attitude of the swordsman at this moment.

The swordsman's arrogant attitude did not annoy Tu Zhu. He said: "The strong man has annihilated this strange beast and has done a great service to our great Qin. Can you follow me down to see my king? I will definitely ask for credit for the strong man."

"I'm not interested!" The swordsman left these words lightly and left.

...

The sky has completely darkened. The swordsman was injured and was sitting around the campfire, crossing his legs and adjusting his breath. And the broken long sword was lying in front of the swordsman.

It's windy and cold in the mountains, and there are wild animals all around. The branches rustled, and pairs of bright eyes hidden behind the trees were staring at the swordsman.

The wild beasts are waiting, waiting for the swordsman's weakest moment. They will swarm up and tear the prey in front of them into pieces.

The swordsman opened his eyes in vain, and a monstrous murderous aura emerged from his body. He was showing the beasts around him who was the real overlord in this forest.

The beasts had just found this place in search of blood, relying on their instincts and experience gained since childhood to prey on this injured prey.

However, the killing intent emerging from the swordsman made the beasts realize that the existence in front of them was not something they could solve.

The beasts slowly retreated, and the swordsman closed his eyes again.

However, the peaceful time did not last long, as a child suddenly broke into the sphere of influence drawn by the swordsman.

"Oh, it's so cold!" The child sat down in front of the swordsman.

"Who are you?" The swordsman asked directly without being pretentious.

"Ying Ziyi!"

"The Fourteenth Young Master of the Qin Dynasty, Lord Anxi, Lord of Wuche City, and Master of Luowang." The swordsman said this series of titles, "I know that the elites of Luowang were destroyed in Nanyang, and now Luowang is recruiting the most fierce killer swordsmen in the world. It’s just me and I’m not interested in participating.”

"Why?"

The swordsman was full of evil spirits and said: "I hate the constraints of the world, because only killing is eternal."

Ying Ziyi smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I came here just to recruit a sword slave."

"Sword slave?" The swordsman did not understand what Ying Ziyi said.

An evil ancient sword passed through the branches in the forest and inserted directly into the bonfire between Ying Ziyi and the swordsman.

"You didn't have to lose the battle with the alien beast. It's just that the long sword in front of you can no longer keep up with your cultivation."

"You are so powerful and powerful." The swordsman murmured, telling the origin of the sword at once. No matter how much he pretended to be calm, the swordsman was indeed tempted.

"The sword is the master, and the man is the slave. Do you have the confidence to control this chaotic god and become its master?"

For a swordsman, a powerful ancient sword is the greatest temptation, for which he will sacrifice anything, even for the evil man in front of him.

He stood up and pulled out the Chaos God from the bonfire. Feeling the powerful power coming from the sword, the swordsman pointed the tip of the sword at Ying Ziyi in vain.

"Kill you, and I can still have this Chaos God."

"Can you do it?"

Ying Ziyi stood up, with a smile on his face under the light of the bonfire.

Invisible pressure radiated from his young body and gradually condensed into real meaning.

The swordsman could swear that what he saw before him was the most bizarre sight he had ever seen in his life.

The golden ripples emanating from Ying Ziyi's body slowly condensed and took shape, like scales and claws, whiskers and eyes, horns and necks. The rippled and condensed object is looming, as if it is swallowing clouds and puffing out mist.

The swordsman was thinking about it, as if he had seen the scene in front of him somewhere before.

The ancient true dragon!

The swordsman suddenly woke up. He had seen such a description in an ancient book. This was the form of the ancient true dragon.

And what Ying Ziyi exudes is the aura of the ancient true dragon!

Ying Ziyi smiled even brighter. There was fear in the swordsman's eyes. The swordsman wanted to escape, but found that his body could not move at all.

The real dragon transformed into its form, and the roar of the dragon resounded through the mountains and forests, reaching up to the sky. At this moment, countless beasts in the mountains were crouching with their heads down, shivering, and countless birds fell from the sky and could no longer wave their wings.

Under this powerful pressure, the swordsman could no longer maintain his inherent arrogance. He knelt down and bowed his head in submission.

The power disappeared in vain, and everything returned to normal. The mountains and forests were so quiet, as if nothing had happened just now.

However, the passing geese leave a sound, and the passing birds leave traces.

Ying Ziyi's figure left an indelible trace in the swordsman's heart. The swordsman's heart was filled with fear and respect for Ying Ziyi.

"From now on, you will be known as the God of Chaos."

Ying Ziyi threw a token to Luan Shen with a majestic ghost head on it. Taking this token, he went to Xianyang City and there was someone to help him.

"This slave obeys the Lord's orders!"

After Luan Shen left, Ying Ziyi let out a long breath.

Finally, this kid was frightened. During his trip to Loulan, Ying Ziyi, by chance, fused the power of the dragon soul and obtained the title of Successor of the Dragon given by the system space.

Over the past few days, Ying Ziyi slowly figured out some ideas. However, the dragon roar just now was already the limit of what Ying Ziyi could do at the moment.

"Bidong! Congratulations to the host, you have triggered the title of Successor of the Dragon and can recruit the Apostle of the Dragon."

"Dragon Apostle, what is that?" Ying Ziyi asked.

"Bidong! The dragon is the leader of the scale insects, and he has countless magic spirits under his command. The poster can recruit the descendants of the strange spirits scattered in this world, inject dragon energy into them, and activate the ancient bloodline. In this way, these people can Whether it is cultivation or growth, they will receive a certain degree of bonus, and their appearance will even change, and they will gain the strange abilities of their ancestors."

"Sounds like they are very powerful. But where can I find them?"

"Bidong! Stupid poster! So this system usually says that the poster should enter the system space more often to see the background information of this world... They are by your side. Didn't the poster notice? What?"

"Beside me, could it be...!"

"Bidong! The host guessed it right, mirage!"

"Wind Crane, Thunder Fox, Fire Butterfly."

.......

In Xianyang City, in the palace of King Qin.

Ying Zheng was burying his head in the papers. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. He looked up and vaguely heard the sound of a dragon roaring.

It was a familiar feeling, deja vu. The strange feeling in his heart passed away in an instant. Brother Zheng shook his head and lowered his head again to deal with the mountain of official documents.

But around Ying Zheng's body, where mortals couldn't see it, there was a black dragon hovering. The black dragon seemed to have been invincible and lonely for too long, and was a little drowsy. But when I heard the dragon roar just now, the black dragon's eyes flickered, filled with vitality for a moment, hovering and flying around Ying Zheng.