Yuanqiyuan's dragon

Lan Yuan led Qinglu forward and walked forward with difficulty. Although the surrounding demonic energy would not attack him, he couldn't let this evil thing get close to him easily. What's more, Qinglu was still protecting Qinglu in his arms, so, Walking along the way is extremely slow.

As if seeing Qinglu's confusion at this time, Lan Yuan said slowly while walking: "Dragon Yin is an ancient divine sword. According to legend, the Dragon Yin sword was forged by a great power in ancient times who devoted his whole life to it.

It is made of ten thousand year black iron, irrigated with water from the Wang River, and fired with the Nine Heavens Divine Fire under the aura of a real dragon for a full 10 years before it can be fully formed.According to the remnants of records, the dragon chant is extremely powerful, and it was even more brilliant in ancient times.

However, since the prehistoric changes and the ancient gods have fallen one after another, Long Yin has been hard to find since then.

Until the ancient times, the Dragon Chanting Sword was born out of nowhere, and was obtained by people from the demon world, and was reduced to a demon sword under the erosion of demon energy and blood energy.

Later, in the battle of ancient gods and demons, he was sealed by the joint efforts of all the true gods. It was also because of this battle that the gods fell asleep. From then on, there is no god in the world, which is the post-ancient era. "

No wonder the name Longyin sounded so familiar, it was recorded in these fairy world classics, Qing Lu finally recalled the records he had read.

"At the beginning, the gods did not record the specific location where Longyin was sealed in order to prevent future generations from committing misconduct. Unexpectedly, they have trapped us here by mistake." Qinglu opened his mouth, but suddenly remembered something. "Although Dragon Yin has been sealed, and there is not much strength left, it is a magic sword of the true god level after all. Isn't the big brother's situation very dangerous?"

Lan Yuan was silent and did not speak.

"No, let me go, I'm going to find my elder brother." Qing Lu began to struggle again.

"You're only going to die." Lan Yuan frowned.

"Even if I die, I will go!" Qing Lu stared at Lan Yuan, refusing to back down.

When Qinglu and Lanyuan were in a stalemate, Qingxiang made a difficult journey to the source of the devil energy.

A huge gully was cracked on the flat bottom, and demonic energy came out continuously from inside. Although there were a few golden lights shining, they were defeated by the powerful demonic energy.

As if sensing the presence of someone, a huge suction emanated from the abyss in front of him, trying to suck Qingxiang into the ground.

Qingxiang barely stood firm, resisting the magic.

At this moment, the few remaining golden lights suddenly splashed, blooming in the darkness like fireworks, and it was fleeting, shaking Qingxiang away. When the golden light disappeared, the devilish energy was unscrupulous and unscrupulous It swept from mid-air with an overwhelming momentum.

The barrier above Xiaogu cracked, and the monstrous devilish energy colored the sky.

A pitch-black sword rose slowly from the ground, suspended in the air.The black dragon on the quaint hilt is lifelike, staring at Qingxiang coldly, and the sword is filled with an uncomfortable dark and bloodthirsty atmosphere.

The devilish energy surrounded Qingxiang little by little, approaching the direction of the magic sword and dragon chant, a swallowing force made Qingxiang feel a little suffocated.

A cold look flashed in Qing Xiang's eyes, it was not so easy to devour him.

The fan in his hand came out.

"Explosion." Qing Xiang spat lightly, and the magic weapon exploded in the space in response to the sound, clearing away the magic energy from one side, and Qing Xiang took the opportunity to break away from the control of the magic energy.

He panted slightly, looked at the distant sky, thought of Qinglu who was not far away and the mortals who knew nothing outside the valley at this moment, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he must not let Long Yin just run out like this .

Qingxiang took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and held the formula in her hand.

A strong demonic energy erupted from the abyss in front of him, mixed with dazzling red light.He intended to trap Qingxiang again, but was blocked by the golden light appearing around him.

The golden light lit up bit by bit, even overwhelming the devilish energy, shining brightly.

"What kind of spell is this... so familiar..." Qinglu looked at the golden light in the sky in the distance, the light was solemn and majestic.

"Three rotations of the gods, offering sacrifices to the gods, and the golden light of all dharmas, suppressing all things." The dazzling golden light shines brightly, illuminating the entire small valley, and every ray of devilish energy in the valley has nowhere to hide under the golden light.Even the black sword in front of Qing Xiang stopped floating and quietly stopped in the air, as if time stood still.

Qinglu raised his head in the distance, covered his eyes uncomfortably, and blurted out: "Nine Turns God Art!"

Brother, this is using the Nine Turns Divine Art!The secret art of the immortal clan that uses itself as a sacrifice, sacrifices immortal power, sacrifices life span, and sacrifices to the primordial god!

And at the moment when the golden light reached its peak, it turned into a burst of white light and spread to the surroundings.

Seeing this white light, Qing Lu suddenly began to struggle crazily: "Let me go, let me go! I'm going to stop him!"

At this time, Qingxiang spoke again with a pale face.

"Six turns of the gods, offering sacrifices to longevity spirits, white light of the holy law, purifying evil spirits."

The white light penetrated the sky, and wherever it went, all the magic power dissipated, and the color on Demon Sword Longyin seemed to fade a bit.

Looking at the whitened sky, Lan Yuan was a little lost.

He hasn't stayed in the valley all these years. Since he enlightened his wisdom, he has taken human form for thousands of years and has been walking around the world from time to time.

Nine Turns Divine Art...

The power of this technique is undeniable, but since it is a divine formula, at least the cultivation of a divine monarch is required to perform it.

Now Qingxiang is just a sage, far from being able to exert the true power of this spell, even if he forcefully pushes it, I am afraid that in front of this dragon that has existed since ancient times, it will not be enough to destroy it.

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Qing Lu desperately urged her immortal power, trying to break free, and slapped Lan Yuan with her palm.

Lan Yuan trembled slightly, his calm eyes were full of anger and even hatred towards Shang Qinglu.Lan Yuan swallowed the sweet smell in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to restrain Qing Lu desperately.

Lan Yuan lowered his eyes, thinking that Qingxiang had already made up his determination to die, and that's why he entrusted him with such determination just now.Therefore, no matter what, he must protect Qinglu, so that he can be worthy of Qingxiang's sacrifice and entrustment.

Besides, Lan Yuan's eyes flickered, and he didn't want anything to happen to Qing Lu...

In the last three rounds, the primordial spirit is required as a sacrifice, and the ancient sword of warfare can be sacrificed, which can cut the world.

"Nine turns of gods, offering sacrifices to Yuanling, ancient swords in warfare, cutting the world!" Qingxiang's solemn voice slowly spread across the world.

Just at the intersection of white and black, a transparent giant sword appeared, and fell fiercely without slowing down, and struck on the black long sword that had finally been stripped of all protection.

The moment the giant sword slashed down, the sky and the earth seemed to lose their color. After a moment of silence, there was a mournful cry, and the magic sword dragon was shaken far away by the power of the giant sword.

The Nine Turns Divine Art, displayed with a sword, is this the power of the Divine Art, Lan Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The transparent giant sword slowly disappeared between the sky and the earth, leaving only the vast white light still sweeping towards the surroundings, and the restraining force that originally suppressed the monsters also slowly receded.

Unexpectedly, a black light flashed, and Long Yin stumbled away and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this series of things happening, Qing Lu finally couldn't help shouting: "Brother!"

Looking at Qinglu who was out of control, Lan Yuan's eyes flashed, and he reached out and hit Qinglu on the back of the neck.

Unexpectedly, Qinglu fainted. Before he closed his eyes, he saw countless immortal soldiers and generals flying towards him in the sky not far away, while Qingxiang was slowly falling from the sky.

A tear fell on the back of Lan Yuan's hand without warning.