The Sword Saint of Daqin is in the Shape of the Moon Daqin

A roar came from the depths of the palace, suppressing the sound of wind, rain, and thunder, and under the river water, waves of terrifying waves were stirred up.

The creatures at the bottom of the river that were patrolling outside were thrown tens of feet away.

There are also mysterious and mysterious monsters who have broken away from ordinary creatures, carefully hiding in the cracks of the seaweed riverbed, shivering.

"Dragon Lord is angry again—"

"It's really scary! I heard that Lord Dragon is about to transform into a real dragon?"

"Yes, if you can swallow thousands of human babies and eat a city this time, the Dragon Lord will transform himself, and take advantage of this river diversion...to enter the sea and transform into a real dragon!"

"And we can also follow the Dragon Lord and gain benefits!"

The aquarium monsters communicated cautiously.

From time to time, he looked in the direction of the Dragon Palace, his eyes filled with both fear and longing.

Turn into a true dragon.

This is the ultimate goal pursued by all dragons, just like practitioners seeking the Tao.

It was also the reason why Jiaolong made waves this time.

As a flood dragon, he is only one step away from a real dragon.

He wants to take this opportunity to walk the river into the vast ocean, swallow the dragon veins of the earth along the way, mysterious and mysterious, and finally, after taking this last step, he will become a real dragon!

of course,

The land veins are so huge that even a flood dragon cannot devour them all, so they will often be eaten by other dragons that follow.

The birth of a real dragon often represents the profits of countless monster clans.

So even if the evil dragon is moody, there will still be countless monsters following him.

But before that, because the gnawing of the earth veins will set off floods and pose a threat to the human race as a whole, it will still be hindered by humanity, and there will be human gods to hinder it in the future.

And it has already thought of countermeasures.

That is the souls of more than a thousand newborn babies, weaving scales for themselves, wearing them on their bodies, and covering themselves with the breath of newborn humans contained in them, making it impossible for human beings to find themselves.

Yes, it's all thought up,

But don't know why...

At this moment, he was suddenly a little uneasy.

Something...stinging?

"Could it be that there will be a great practitioner who will take action? No... Now that the catastrophe in the world is approaching, there will be no great practitioner who has the time to attack me—"

In the depths of the Dragon Palace, inside the huge space, black scales rubbed against each other, and a huge snake-like monster was wrapped around a stone pillar, a pair of dragon claws were pulled, and the temples were flamboyant.

He twisted his body, his dark golden eyes narrowed slightly.

A black dragon.

After feeling threatened, stinging, and roaring, he regained his composure.

I thought about it, but couldn't find the source of the tingling pain.

Suddenly,

There were footsteps.

"Why is Lord Dragon so angry?"

Outside the door, an old figure walked in slowly, and the voice that followed was hoarse and sharp, like bronze rubbing against each other, and it was extremely ear-piercing.

That's a person.

Not a monster, but a human.

An old witch in a black gloomy robe, with an old and terrifying face, and a stooped figure.

"It is you!"

The moment he saw her, Jiaolong turned his body and his long beard fluttered.

"Jie Jie Jie, I just heard Dragon Lord's roar outside, so come and have a look!"

The old witch laughed.

"I'm just happy that I'm about to transform into a real dragon!"

Jiaolong responded, of course it is impossible for him to say that he felt threatened and afraid, and with the pride of dragons, he is not allowed to say that.

"The old man is here to congratulate Lord Long in advance - Jie Jie Jie!"

The old witch bowed slightly.

"We still have to rely on you, old witch!"

Jiaolong said.

Although the old witch in front of him was not a monster, but a human being, she did help him a lot.

——It was her suggestion to weave the baby's soul into scales to avoid catastrophe.

"The old man was thrown into the river by the Ximen Leopard back then, but fortunately he was taken in by Lord Long to survive until now. What's the point of such a trivial matter?"

replied the old witch.

"Um……"

Jiaolong pondered slightly, and was about to say something.

Suddenly...

hum!

The trembling sound, from far to near, pierced through the layers of water flow, stirring up.

"what is this?"

The old hag raised her head and felt a slight drop of coldness.

"It's raining?"

She opened her mouth subconsciously, and the next second, her eyes suddenly widened.

This feeling is indeed raining.

But here is the river, there is water everywhere, not to mention where she is at the moment, it is the domain of the Dragon Lord, where is the rain coming from?Where is the rain coming from?

In other words, it wasn't rain at all!

After chilling...

And the slightest sting!

There was a buzz.

The majestic dragon palace suddenly shone, and a dragon chant brought infinite vibrations.

"presumptuous!"

Jiaolong roared, raised his eyes, his temples were flamboyant, and his dark golden eyes bloomed at the bottom of the river like a corona, reflecting the land for miles around.

"Dare to kill in front of me!"

With this roar, the old witch came back to her senses, touched her neck subconsciously, and drew a smear of blood.

almost,

Just a little bit... She was decapitated by a sword!

If Jiaolong hadn't helped her resist the sword light falling from the sky, she might have died immediately.

"Thank you, Lord Long, for saving your life!"

The old witch responded tremblingly.

But at this moment, Long Jun had no time to pay attention to her, but raised his head and looked at the rain of swords falling from the sky.

There are traces of silver and white, dripping like drops.

It seemed that it was really rain, the majestic heavy rain that was falling in the world at this moment.

But in Yu Jiaolong's eyes, it looked different.

The silk is sharp and trembles infinitely.

That's not rain.

——It is the sword intent of the sword master.

——It is the sword light that sweeps the world!

Chapter 24 I don't know the head of the Dragon Lord, heavy geometry

It really wasn't rain.

but a sword.

Sword buds.

Condensing Su Nie's sword intent and mustard chick's ancient true qi, it can exist for a long time and infiltrate the surroundings, making it the pure sword qi of the sword.

——Although it is not pure sword intent, it also naturally contains sharp sharpness.

——This is something that even Su Nielai can't achieve, and only Kua Hinako can do.

That's why Su Nie let the girl come.

above the river.

The beautiful figure in a white dress and a red dress stands on the river, her vermilion eyes are slightly lowered.

She holds the sword bestowed by the Juggernaut in her arms.

Feeling the remnant of his breath, a trace of fascination flashed in his eyes.

then……