Legend of the Swordking Chapter 775: I miss you too
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Under the seal of the Canglong Soul, the body was finally kept, and the immortal mark of the Phoenix Law appeared in the body, the power of rebirth was surging, and the damaged body was repaired quickly.
At this time, the entire dragon world appeared in my mind, floating in a void world.
"This is a projection of the dragon world."
Shen Tengshu’s voice came: "You have completed half of it. Then, as long as you accept the challenge of all the kings of the dragon world from ancient times to the present, you can become the leader of the dragon world and bear the spirit of the dragon world. Luck is connected with the destiny of the dragon world. Xiaoxuan, you must be careful. Many of these ancient kings of the dragon world have reached a very high level, although it is only a virtual spirit projection, the power may be less than one-third , But it can still cause terrible harm to you."
"I see, I will bear all the consequences myself."
"Good!"
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The projection of the dragon world slowly appeared under my feet, transforming into a world, while I was still floating in the stardust universe, and the projections of "swishes" in front of them fell, one by one wearing ancient costumes The king of humans appeared, and some even lived a life of eating and drinking blood. They were ancient ancestors. They were just wrapped in a piece of animal skin, but they were holding extraordinary magical instruments, and they all looked violent.
They didn't speak, it seemed that there was no spiritual fluctuation, one of them raised his battle axe and attacked.
These people are some ancient powerful people who have passed away.
Without reservation, I gave a low cry, spurred the nine-epee sword gang to exert the full power of the sword heart, waved a sword, and split the projection of the ancient king with a battle axe in half. One trick to defeat.
The second opponent flew over, the sword volleyed, and cut out an ancient sacred tiger's face.
Pneumatic mountains and rivers!
In the successive sword-qi impacts, this ancient king also shattered and passed away, followed by the third and fourth. More and more ancient kings came to challenge, many of them were too spiritual, The powerhouses of the Yuan Ling realm level, but each one was defeated by me within ten moves, they didn't attack in groups, they just challenged one by one.
Fortunately, my ten-fold spirit sea derivative Wang Li is circulating endlessly, otherwise I am afraid I will die under the wheel of war.
Rao is so, after defeating hundreds of people in a row, he is still tired and sweating.
"Huh!"
A superb figure descended in the air, seeming to have known each other, holding a peerless sword in his hand, a pair of clear eyes looked at me like that, and around him was a dragon aura, a sword king who once slashed the dragon. , No... he is not as simple as the Sword King, he is a true sword god, with a flick of his sword blade, a series of crackling sounds of sword aura in the world around him.
One sword, one world, this is the sword **** who killed the ancient real dragon in the Zhenlong Palace!
"Senior, do you know me?" I asked.
He didn't speak, because the primordial spirit had long been disillusioned and no more spiritual fluctuations. He just smashed it with a sword and rolled up the sky.
So strong, this is his strength during his lifetime, and he has fully reached the peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm. Even if most of his strength has been weakened, it is still extremely terrifying.
Rapidly raised the power of the Canglong Soul to its peak, the Canglong howled wildly, and the king over the world, the fairy bone sword rushed to meet the past like thunder, with the sword heart luminous majesty, "keng" shocked the sword **** Scattered.
"..."
He was silent, holding the sword in both hands, and the dragon qi in his body was entangled, and dozens of dragon qi burst out of his body, and a purple dragon appeared in front of the sword. The real dragon's artistic conception and sword intent were almost merged. For one, the surrounding void quickly made a series of bursts of air, and all the rules were trembling and wailing. Sword God, maybe he was the strongest kendo master in the entire dragon world from ancient times to the present.
His sword intent, and his mind, are completely natural, reaching a point of perfect integration, much more brilliant than Jianxin.
The sword and the heart are one, the sword and the heart are one, the real supreme kendo.
"Dead!"
The Sword God yelled violently, blasted dozens of sword intents transformed into purple dragons, and roared.
It's too strong, ordinary kendo can't stand up against each other!
As soon as I gritted my teeth, I heard the creaking sound of bones moving from all over my body, golden scales covered my body, and golden dragon horns appeared on my forehead, instantly entering the state of real dragon incarnation, obtaining the real dragon body, fairy bone The sword pointed forward, the endless aura of the true dragon poured out of the body, forming a fierce world of frost vortex in front.
"Zhenhai!"
For the first time using high-level true dragon technique, the dragon energy in the body was consumed in an instant, Zhenhai formed a frost vortex that connected one after another, and the air at the center of the vortex was crushed. This terrifying field will rule They were all annihilated, and dozens of true dragon sword intents of the Sword God seemed to have entered the cemetery. The purple dragon roared and wailed, and they were killed by Zhenhai's power and blown to pieces!
So strong, Zhenhai's power is terrifying!
The sword **** roared, a sword pillar descended from the sky and enveloped his body. The next moment, thousands of sword intent rose into the sky, turning into a sword intent and suppressed, the surrounding space cracked, even the dragon below Jie Dadi was also shaking.
I galloped away, the Nine-epee Sword Gang lingering around the Xian Bone Sword, the sword blade dragged behind, bringing out sparks in the void, the human king's skill exploded, and instantly came to the sword god’s eyes, the sword blade Sweeping from the bottom up, bringing out a shocking sword intent!
"Drag the sword!"
"Boom boom boom~~~"
Smash the Sword God’s bodyguard sword gang in one fell swoop, the Wushuang Nine Swords Drags the Sword Art. Once close to the sage, the Sword God is the king of the lower realm, and he does not have a complete understanding of the rules and pursues the ultimate in power. But the defense was ignored, so that once the sword tactics were dragged close, the blow would be difficult to withstand.
"Hey!"
The Xian Bone Sword cut open the sword god's chest, and his eyes were clear, and the sword intent gushed out from the heart. Is this trying to fight me?
"All things sword clock."
At the moment when I displayed the Sword Bell of All Things, my heart cried out and couldn’t resist. The Sword God at the pinnacle of the Primordial Spirit Realm was too strong. Even though it was only one-third of his strength, he still crushed me. At a moment, the sword clock of all things shattered, and the dense strands of sword intent blasted into my bodyguard sword gang, all pervasive, and finally collided with the real dragon body, leaving dense wounds.
The figure of the Sword God was also defeated and disappeared due to the drag of the sword art. I stood in the void with all my body covered with fine wounds, panting, panting, and my body seemed to have been given by the will of the Sword God. It was cut open, and the fine wounds continued to crack and expand, and the blood flowed like a lot of blood. If it weren't for the painstaking support of the true dragon body and the frantic repair of the immortal bird's mark, he would have died.
There was a deep chill in my heart. If I hadn't mastered the two supreme sacred arts of the true dragon technique and the phoenix technique, I would have died with the sword **** at this moment. The sword king of the dragon world in ancient times, how terrible!
Just when my injury was only half repaired, fifteen figures fell from the sky. One figure was very familiar. It was my ancestor Bu Tianlan. Yes, the fifteen kings of the Dragon Spirit Empire in the Middle Ages, Their spiritual projections all appeared.
But all of them are expressionless, their souls have been dead for many years, and there is no spiritual fluctuation.
Forcibly lifted the spirit, the fairy bone sword was vertical and horizontal, and used a move of Wushuang Nine Swords to defeat the fifteen kings one by one. Their strength was good, at most it was too mid-spiritual, and their strength was suppressed at 30%. Even if I have been seriously injured, I can still defeat them easily.
Subsequently, I defeated nearly a hundred kings, and almost all the kings of the dragon world have been defeated by me.
……
"Whhhhhh..."
A number of figures descended from the sky above the sky. It was the Suzaku boy, the descendants of the ancient temple, Lu Qingning, Yunhuang, Zhentianwang, etc., and even the Suzaku boy's spiritual fluctuations were very strong, and his eyes became brighter and smiled: "Interesting, Bu Yixuan, are you trying to obtain the luck inheritance of the Dragon Realm?"
"Well, do you want to admit defeat?" I asked with a smile.
Suzaku nodded: "Well, I'm practicing in retreat, and I sensed this wonderful call in the depths of my soul. It's kind of interesting. I'm not your opponent, so I won't waste time."
Speaking, Suzaku's figure slowly disappeared.
The descendant of the deserted ancient temple and Lu Qingning also withdrew one by one, and I easily defeated Yunhuang, Zhentianwang and others.
"Huh!"
Another figure fell from the sky with a shining head and a dumbfounded look. When he saw me, he opened his arms and rushed over: "Boss, I want to kill you..."
Zhao Hao, stepped into the realm of the king! ?
I hugged him with my arms and laughed loudly: "My dear brother, I can actually see you here."
Zhao Hao nodded, excited: "I felt a throbbing in my spirit, but I didn't expect to see you, the boss. It's great."
"How is everyone doing?"
"They are all hitting the human king realm. With the help of Shentengshu, everyone has hope. Que Ran, Feng Qingyi, and Gu Wei are already on the verge of breaking through. Song Qian, an idiot, is weak and not good. Quite a lot, Tong Zhuo and Li Li are about to break through."
"Let everyone work hard, I need your strength in the upper world."
"Hmm!"
Zhao Hao nodded, exited the fantasy world, and brought back the news about me in the upper realm to Song Qian, Tang Queran, Liu Tong'er and others.
Immediately afterwards, Hongyue, Tantaiyao and other kings appeared, and after recounting the old one by one, they surrendered on their own. Everyone felt that it was not my opponent, and there was no need to fight.
"Huh!"
Another figure appeared in the air, Su Yan wearing Fengqiyuan costume, with bright eyes and white teeth, pure and lovely.
"Little Yan..."
I looked at her blankly, with mixed feelings: "My little face is back..."
She looked at me with beautiful eyes, and said: "I didn't expect...I can appear again as Su Yan, but...I don't want to lie to you, actually I am Li Qingyin..." /
"In the dragon world, there is only Su Yan."
I flew over, pouring it into my arms with my hand.
Li Qingyin's body trembled slightly and did not struggle. After a long time, he leaned his face between my neck and muttered: "Do you really love Su Yan so much?"
"Hmm."
"So do you love unvoiced sounds?"
"It's also love, right?"
"You are really bothered, Qingyin doesn't like such a merciful man."
"Then, in fact, I shouldn't love it."
"Sure enough, you only love Su Yan, but not the unvoiced voice." She sighed softly with waves in her eyes.
I gritted my teeth with hatred: "Li Qingyin, do you want to **** me off?"
She chuckled: "Alright, Qingyin has gone back to practice, when will you come to visit Qingyin?"
"Go after this important event is over."
"Well, Qingyin is waiting for you in Miaoyi Gong."
……
As soon as Li Qingyin left, another graceful figure descended from the sky, wearing a white female armor, shivering proudly in the soft white jade armor, holding a silver war spear, and a clear and icy face. With transcendence, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at me dreamily, and my hair was rising with the breeze.
I trembled all over, like being struck by lightning, and tears came from my nose.
"Sister...I miss you."
Her beautiful hair fell on her fragrant shoulder like a waterfall, her beautiful eyes were faint, and she whispered: "I miss you too."
Just after finishing a sentence, her eyes suddenly became blank and hollow, and her figure slowly dissipated in the wind, turning into a cloud of mist, as if she had never appeared.