Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

Seeing him like this, Jiaolong frowned slightly.

"Still struggling to the death? I'm really afraid that if I accidentally get too strong, I'll send you back to the west!"

"Death struggle? No... I will not die. At most, my body will perish and my soul will be extinguished. However, as long as the Wentian Sword is around, I will be immortal. My life will be immortal along with this sword. Master, elder, guest, and brothers, they are all looking at me in the sword. Wentian Sword has carried the expectations of too many people. This is the reason why I...can never lose!"

Wu Wentian coughed up blood as he spoke, but his aura suddenly became stronger!

His eyes had long been burned into two deep blood holes, but at this moment, a dazzling light burst out, which was the light emitting from the wound as the spiritual energy in his body boiled.

"Come on, you ignorant villain, no matter how strong the power given to you by the dragon bloodline is, you are still a fool who does not understand the power of faith! Human beings are the top creatures in this world, because even if our souls are destroyed, we can still rely on The will lives forever, you will never understand that!”

"I still have two swords, can you take them?!"

Wu Wentian shouted angrily with a voice like a loud bell.

His speech suddenly became fluent, and his movements became agile. He didn't look like a seriously injured person at all. I don't know if it was the new life brought by his faith or a brief flashback.

The Wentian Sword "buzzed" as if it resonated with him. Red steam filled the air. One man and one sword, the momentum soared into the sky, indicating that Wu Wentian's final killing move was about to come out.

However, Jiaolong lost his mind.

"I can become immortal with this sword...the power of faith...?"

Wu Wentian's words just now flashed through his sea of ​​consciousness.

Is this really the case? A small human being cannot live for more than two hundred years. How dare he claim eternal life?

The lifespan of dragons is more than ten times longer than that of humans. He has lived for a thousand years. Even if it takes another thousand years, he may not die. The dragon rarely thinks about the meaning of dragon life. For him, overcoming the tribulation and becoming a true dragon That's the only meaning.

In that case, His lifespan would be as long as ten thousand or even one hundred thousand years!

But even so, no dragon would say that he has gained immortality.

One hundred thousand days and nights are enough for the sea to turn into mulberry fields, but in the long river of time, it is only a short moment. When the big waves are washed away, what can he leave behind for future generations to remember him, and what inheritance can show that he has been here? Pass?

The dragon has always regarded itself as the top creature. Everyone in the secular world worships his ancestors and kin. If the master does not appear, he will be the most invincible existence in the world. For him, since there is no hope of breaking through the golden elixir, he must find it every day. Eating a delicious shark, or exploring the treasures of the shipwrecks of previous generations, this is the meaning of his dragon life.

As for other pursuits, they don't seem to be important.

But after Wu Wentian dies, the Wentian Sword will live forever, and his will will be passed down with him. And if he dies, what will he leave behind?

That cave full of treasure? Or is it a dragon bone that was discovered by later generations and used to refine treasures...

An ant-like human actually dared to use such nonsense to despise himself, but he didn't know how to refute it yet.

Jiaolong was stunned by the question, and his Taoist heart was slightly unstable.

Seeing his opponent stunned, Wu Wentian was overjoyed.

To be honest, even with the fifth sword, he was not sure that he would kill the dragon. Was he really going to make a desperate move with the sixth sword?

But even if he wins, he will disappear between heaven and earth, and everything in the world will have nothing to do with him.

Wu Wentian didn't want this. He wanted to look at the tarsal bones of the Wentian Sword, cast a keel on it, and aspire to be the ultimate swordsman. He wasn't just satisfied with being the number one swordsman in the Age of Ending Law, but he wanted to become the leader of the swordsman since the beginning of the world!

If it doesn't work in the secular world, go to the ancient world. If it doesn't work there, use the sword to break through to a higher plane until he transforms into a god and reaches the legendary pinnacle.

Only then can he pass on his swordsmanship with confidence instead of dying today!

"The evil obstacle, I can't figure it out, let me help you answer it. The only meaning of your existence is to contribute your own dragon bones and become part of my Wentian Sword. In this way, when future generations sing, your name will also be mentioned. !”

Wu Wentian's whole body turned blood red, and the blood-like steam transformed into his palms and severed limbs. He was finally able to hold the Wentian Sword again. One person and one sword burst out with majestic momentum, once again causing the world to tremble. Things are changing!

Thunderclouds covered the sky and blocked the sun, and lightning as thick as a bucket fell, helping Wu Wentian wash away all the impurities in his body, and at the same time giving him the power to shake the space!

Wherever the sword blade passed, water-like ripples appeared. That was the space being stirred. He was using his divine power to be in the realm of the Human Emperor, which was several times greater than his own!

It’s not that Wu Wentian is amazingly talented and has broken the limit, but it’s like God’s help!

"Nie Zhan, this sword will destroy your soul!"

Under the wash of purple electricity, Wu Wentian turned into a ray of light and stood on the spot. Only a vague figure could be seen, but the voice he made was deafening, as if a god had spoken orally, and he had confidently pronounced Jiaolong's death sentence.

On the other side, the dragon was still standing blankly in the air, losing its majesty and dominance as a dragon, and its momentum was actually crushed by a human.

He had not yet emerged from the confusion of his own state of mind.

"Longlong, don't be in a daze, use your big tail to slap his grandson!" Luo Yiqiu shouted.

But Jiaolong turned a deaf ear.

The next moment, Wu Wentian took action!

His fifth sword, carrying the power of thunder, was breaking through the blockage of space, and instantly pierced the dragon's heart!

Faster than lightning, stronger than thunder!

"It's over!"

Yan Xinyue's face turned earth-colored and she closed her eyes in despair.

Jiaolong was stunned when he suddenly felt that the space in front of him was distorted, and then a sword edge stabbed at him with explosive power!

His pupils shrank suddenly, and the sword broke through the distance limit, which even surpassed the power of the Golden Core stage!

This sword is definitely capable of cutting him off the horse, but he can't avoid it and it's already too late...

The next moment, Wentian Sword suddenly stopped in the air.

No, it should be said... the pause button was pressed on the whole world, the flying sand hovered, the wind stopped, and even the flow of time stopped. There was sudden silence between heaven and earth, and Jiaolong could only hear his own heartbeat.

He moved a little and found that he seemed to be the only one who could move, so he quickly dodged to avoid the extremely dangerous and life-threatening sword. Then he raised his head and saw Chen Xun appearing in front of him.

"Master...Master? You saved me?" Jiaolong asked half in surprise and half in fear.

"You're upset."

Unexpectedly, Chen Xun didn't scold him, but spoke calmly.

"I……"

Jiaolong lowered his head in shame, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I just think what he said seems reasonable. In my life, I was originally pursuing a breakthrough, so that I could transform into a real dragon and seek immortality. But this wish was blocked. After that, I seemed to have lost my purpose and just spent every day doing nothing. I didn’t live for a thousand years, but I repeated that ordinary day half a million times.”

"After following you, there seems to be hope for breaking through the golden elixir, but what happens next? No matter how long the dragons live, they will die one day. I have left nothing behind. The dragons have no faith, or faith is ourselves. The eternal life What’s the meaning, what’s the difference between dying now and dying a hundred thousand years from now?”

"Master, I know that you have great powers and the years you have lived are immeasurable. Can you... help Longlong answer his questions? I am very grateful!"