Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

After calming down, Linghu Chong checked the mountain treasure in his arms.

Wrapped in pale yellow light, there is a section of crystal clear white matter and a drop of dark red liquid the size of a water drop that can be vaguely seen inside.

Linghu Chong wondered to himself: "What the hell is it?"

Sudden.

A flash of white light shot out from the pale yellow light group, as fast as lightning, it went straight to the center of Linghu Chong's eyebrows, and disappeared without a trace.

Linghu Chong was defenseless and turned pale with horror.

But the next moment, the panic on his face receded, and he closed his eyes unconsciously.

a while.

Linghu Chong's sword eyes suddenly opened, and the pupils were full of light.

His expression was full of horror and uncontrollable ecstasy.

The white light was not harmful, but carried a short last word:

Huanglong Yaozu Longyun, it is difficult to defy the destiny, sit in a loose way, leave a section of the spine, a drop of blood, donate to someone who is destined, non-my monster clan use with caution, remember, remember!

Linghu Chong's lips moved slightly, and he bowed in worship: "Young Linghu Chong, thank you for your legacy!"

He didn't get entangled with whether the monster clan was not the monster clan.

Because the master had already told him about his life experience when he was an adult.

His mother is from the Yaozu, and he already has the blood of the Yaozu in his body.

Recalling what happened in such a short period of time, Linghu Chong himself couldn't believe it.

The fate of the world is really wonderful and unparalleled.

In that case, obtaining the True Dragon's Legacy coincides with the fact that he will be carrying the blood of the monster race.

All of this is such a coincidence.

It was so coincidental that Linghu Chong even had the feeling that this True Dragon Relic was born just for him.

With this in mind, Linghu Chong couldn't help laughing again.

"Laugh at your paralysis, get out!"

However, before he could stop laughing, a very unpleasant voice suddenly sounded from outside the cave.

Linghu Chong's laughter caught in his throat, his face changed in surprise.

How could there be other people in this primitive mountain and wild forest?

Could it be that I discovered that the True Dragon's Remains Ze has fallen into my hands?

Linghu Chong looked suspicious, but quickly regained his composure.

Regardless of the people outside the cave, he adapts himself to everything.

If it is really the worst case, then kill!

Linghu Chong took a deep breath, took the real dragon Yize back into his arms, straightened his expression, and walked slowly out of the cave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got out of the cave, he saw that incomparably handsome face that he wanted to tear apart.

Xuantian Demon Sect, Ji Wushang!

He was the one who watched this bastard order someone to kill his master!

This enmity, this resentment, is irreconcilable!

Intense hatred lingered in his chest, and the killing intent came out through his body.

Linghu Chong stretched out his hand, held a three-foot Senhan long sword, and stared at Ji Wushang.

But at the moment when he was about to start, he seemed to remember something, and looked around vigilantly.

Ji Wushang smiled and said, "Don't look, this deity is alone."

Linghu Chong naturally didn't believe it, and asked coldly: "How do you know I'm here? What are you looking for me for?"

Ji Wushang's smile suddenly disappeared, and he said in a cold voice, "I asked the question knowingly, and handed over the mountain treasure."

Linghu Chong's heart skipped a beat, but his expression didn't change at all: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Ji Wushang shook his head speechlessly, he was too lazy to waste his words with Linghu Chong, and forced him step by step towards Linghu Chong.

Seeing this, Linghu Chong knew that a big battle today was inevitable, so he decided to be cruel, and he took out a powerful sword with all his strength, and shouted: "You dog thief, today is your death day, take your life!"

all of a sudden.

The power of the innate sword body is like a volcano erupting.

The sword intent soared into the sky, and the sword energy traveled in all directions like a dragon.

In the primeval dense forest, hundreds of thousands of sky-reaching logs were instantly crushed by the sword energy.

Sawdust flew, and sword energy billowed.

Ji Wushang was inside, his long hair fluttering, but he didn't stop taking half a step.

His whole body is calm, and his spirit energy has no waves, which is a sign that his spirit energy has not been mobilized!

Seeing the long sword with sharp sword energy coming towards him, Ji Wushang slowly stretched out a hand from behind, and grabbed it with his bare hands.

Linghu Chong was stunned, but then he laughed happily: "Hahahaha, arrogant and ignorant, committing suicide..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, he felt that the long sword he handed out was clamped tightly by a huge force, and he couldn't advance an inch.

Linghu Chong's laughter stuck in his throat, his face full of disbelief: "Why, how is it possible?"

He was startled.

Totally shocked.

It should be known that with his Dao Palace third level cultivation base and the power of the innate sword body, even a monk at the peak of the Dao Palace can be beheaded by a sword!

But the bastard in front of him didn't use any power of spiritual energy, so he took it with his bare hands!

In other words, purely by the flesh!

Growing up in the southern region, he has killed many monsters that are good at flesh.

But I have never seen any kind of monster so perverted!

What kind of monster is this offal?

Linghu Chong opened his mouth slightly, opened his eyes wide, stared at Ji Wushang dully, his brain was buzzing.

This was the first time he encountered such a thing in his life.

He racked his brains and couldn't think of any words to express the shock in his heart.

Ji Wushang grinned: "I like to see you who have never seen the world, but this is just the beginning."

The voice fell.

There was a sudden force in the hands.

Ka Ka Ka ......

Linghu Chong lowered his head, and was shocked to find that there were dense cracks on the body of his low-grade spiritual weapon, the long sword.

Damn, he's going crazy!

What the hell kind of power is this?

Squeezing a low-grade spirit weapon with bare hands?

Do you dare to exaggerate?

Ji Wushang added more strength in his hands, and it was really exaggerating.

Boom boom boom...

In Ji Wushang's hands, the low-grade spiritual weapon, the long sword, shattered and broke!

Holding the remaining sword hilt in his hand, Linghu Chong was completely silent.

Ji Wushang withdrew his hand and slapped Linghu Chong on the face.

Snapped......

A crisp sound rang out.

Linghu Chong didn't see the slap clearly at all, and felt the world spinning, flying through the clouds.

The severe pain caused him to fall into a brief faint in the air.

boom......

Linghu Chong landed firmly on the ground, bounced his body a few times, but there was no more movement.

Ji Wushang walked up to Linghu Chong step by step, looked down at the blood stains on his hands and said, "Tsk tsk, it's so pitiful, your face is rotten."

Linghu Chong seemed to have heard Ji Wushang's words, his closed eyes slowly opened a crack, and his chest heaved violently.

He tried his best to raise his hand, pointing at Ji Wushang with a trembling finger: "You..."

He was full of resentment and unwillingness, as if he wanted to say something.

However, half of his head collapsed, and he was unable to utter a complete sentence with less air in and out.

Ji Wushang squatted down, stretched out his hand and took out the real dragon Yuze from Linghu Chong's arms, and said, "Farewell to you, hurry up and go at ease, maybe you can catch up with your master on the way to Huangquan."

"By the way, I believe everyone in Huayun Mountain will accompany you soon."

"Oh, and your human father and demon mother who have never met before!"

"I'll do my good deeds to the end, so that you and your family can be reunited."

puff......

Linghu Chong's angry eyes widened, a mouthful of old blood sprayed three feet high, his head tilted, and his breath was cut off.

After death, on the face, there is still hatred and hideousness.

The son of luck, Huayun Mountain in the Southern Region, Linghu Chong, suddenly!