Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4251: The advent of the prison dragon

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Xingkong Ancient Road, at the entrance.

A huge cosmic boat, lasing from a distance.

On this cosmic boat, a banner with the word ‘too empty’ is flying like a sail, hunting and squealing, staring across the starry sky.

Immediately, I saw the hatch of the cosmic boat opened, and a monster with a barbed back and a waist around him stepped down from the cosmic boat step by step.

"This is the spaceship of Taixu Temple?"

"Well, is this the person who sent the Xingkong Ancient Road to Taixu Temple?"

"It doesn't look good."

"This time, the battle between the eight cities behind the ancient road in the sky, the temple is probably nothing."

Someone stays at the entrance of Xingkong Ancient Road all year round and loves the praise of the ultimate masters of the major forces, whispering and discussing.

However, before they finished speaking, it suddenly turned black, and then a pain came!

Oh! !! !!

The next moment, they have no movement.

"Too noisy."

Prison Dragon shook his head and blasted away quickly. With just one palm, he bounced the right hands of the group that ultimately dominated the shoot.

Suddenly, at the entrance of Xingkong Ancient Road, many of the ultimate masters saw this scene, their pupils could not help shrinking, and a look of fright appeared on their faces.

If you don't agree with each other, you will kill the ultimate masters directly. What kind of man is this?

Prison Dragon smiled, stepped down, and disappeared instantly.

The next moment, he appeared before the ultimate masters.

"You, what do you want to do?" The group finally dominated the inner tremor.

"Don't be nervous."

Prison Dragon squeezed a smile that he thought was kind and kind, stretched his hands on one of the ultimate masters, and asked:

"I won't eat you again, what are you so nervous about? I just want to ask you a question."

The ultimate dominated by the captive dragon wrapped his shoulders, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and he calmly said, "What do you want to ask?"

Prison Dragon smiled slightly, flipped his right hand, and suddenly a black light mirror appeared.

He held up the black mirror and asked, "Have you ever seen this man?"

"What is this?"

The ultimate dominated a stun, looking at the black robe and black hair in the black mirror, hesitantly, "I seem to have seen this man."

"Oh? When did you see it?" Prison Dragon raised an eyebrow.

The ultimate lord heard a little bit, and thought and thought back, "If I remember well, this person is the Xingkong Ancient Road from a century ago. At that time, the two gatekeepers responsible for guarding the Ancient Road were killed. "

"Where is this person now?" Prison Dragon continued to ask.

The ultimate master shrugged and replied, "I still need to ask, is it naturally in the ancient sky?"

"Okay, I see. Thank you so much." Prison Dragon smiled back.

The ultimate lord heard the words, his heart could not help completely relax.

It seems that this person is not so bad at talking.

"No thanks." The ultimate lord waved and said indifferently.

"No, I have to thank you, so I decided to give you a gift." The prison dragon lowered his head, and the corner of his mouth gradually evoked a strange arc.

"Gift? What gift?" The ultimate lord heard the words, his eyes couldn't help flashing, and he immediately became interested.

"Send you to death !!!"

Boom! !! !!

Prison Dragon suddenly raised his head, a smile on his face.

His right hand stretched out suddenly, grabbed the head of the ultimate master, and lifted him up.

"Do you like this gift?"

Prison Dragon smiled lowly, the fierce light flashed to the extreme.

"No, no !!!" The ultimate dominator was terrified.

However, before he finishes speaking, his head bursts like a watermelon!

Oh! !! !!

The ultimate lord bursts into ravioli.

Prison Dragon withdrew his hand, looked at some of the ultimate masters who had been frightened, and reached out and patted their shoulders, squeezing a smile that he thought was kind. Hey laughed, "What are you so nervous about? Just passing by. "

After speaking, the prisoner dragon strode toward the entrance of Xingkong Ancient Road, and after a few breaths, he disappeared into the entrance of the passage.

Looking at his disappearing back, many ultimate masters just took a breath.

The eleventh city of Xingkong Ancient Road is also the first city of the last eight cities.

After a long dark shuttle, Jian Wushuang's vision gradually brightened.

I saw an extremely desolate world with a dark sky before him.

"Is this the last eight cities?"

Jian Wu's eyes glanced towards the surrounding area, and he saw that the place where he appeared was a square platform suspended in the air, and around this square platform stood a dozen or so gods with a spear.

These gods are dressed differently, it seems that they are not from a force. When they saw Jian Wushuang stepping out of the entrance of the passage, a swarm of bees swarmed up.

"Sir, we belong to the real forces of His Majesty the Great Kingdom of the Great Sun. Do you want to consider joining?"

"Sir, join us, His Majesty the Blood God!"

"Sir, we are the great princes who worship the kingdom of God. We are here to recruit talents, consider joining us?"

"Sir, how do you call it? How many floors have you crossed in the refining tower?"

These **** guards talked eloquently.

Jian Wushuang's brow could not help but wrinkle, and there was a flash of thought in his eyes.

He has long heard that the rules of the last eight cities are quite different from those of the first ten cities.

In the last eight cities, all the ultimate masters, except the blue man who guards the tenth city, respect the eight giants. Except for some strong self-confidence in their own strength, almost all others These eight giants survived by snoring and were attached to the eight giants, forming various forces.

Converging thoughts, Jian Wushuang faintly replied: "Blood sword, I only crossed the third floor of the refining tower."

After the first visit, Jian Wushuang didn't know the rules of the latter eight cities. He decided to join one of them temporarily to understand the situation.

In order to avoid getting too high-profile and attracting attention, Jian Wushuang just claimed to have crossed the first three floors of the Refining God Tower. Anyway, there was little communication between the first ten cities and the last eight cities. Eight cities, that is a long time later.

"Only passed the third floor of the refining tower?"

Suddenly, those who were responsible for recruiting the forces from all sides flashed a look of disappointment and gradually dispersed.

The remaining forces are no longer enthusiastic.

"Right Blood Sword, right? We are the Lord of His Majesty the Overlord, don't you consider joining our camp?" asked a rude, burly, ultimate master with a beard.

Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed a moan, and he nodded and said, "Yes."

"Okay, Lord Bloodsword, let's go with us." The bearded man finally dominated, and immediately smiled heartily.

Jiang Wushuang followed the beard and eventually dominated, walking towards a loft in the distance.

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