Chapter 1692, the power of the ancestral dragon's bloodline

After some people collected their emotions, they put away the corpses of people they knew.

At this time, the people who entered the No. 3 Light Cave basically looked numb, although they had obtained some pills, how could the pills that were about to lose their effectiveness be worth such a dangerous journey.

Looking at the deep passage ahead, the crowd reluctantly dragged in.

I don't know how long I walked, but just as I was about to collapse, a stone door that could only accommodate two people standing side by side appeared at the end of the tunnel.

A few lines of words were scribbled on the stone door, and just when he was at a loss for the words he couldn't understand, a white-haired old man who had been in the crowd and was unknown pushed aside the people in front of him and walked in front of the stone gate.

"From the very beginning of sword cultivation, you have to keep fighting, fighting with people, fighting with the earth, fighting with the sky, fighting with yourself, and only Party B who survives the duel can be called powerful. Find two sword cultivators, open the stone gate, and have a duel. ”

After the old man silently finished translating the sentence, he retreated into the crowd.

I saw that there were two other mechanisms on both sides of this stone gate, which must have been opened by those who participated in the duel.

Hearing that the conditions were like this, everyone talked about it, but their eyes couldn't stop looking at Shangguan Huan and Chen Ping, who had just killed the mecha, and these two people were the strong men who killed the mecha alone.

Shangguan Huan was overjoyed when he saw that everyone intended to send him and Chen Ping in, this was his God-given opportunity, and no one would care much about Chen Ping in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, Chen Ping and Shangguan Huan didn't say anything, and they all stepped forward and held down the mechanism, sending a part of the sword intent towards it.

The stone door opened slowly, but there was a fog inside the door, and everyone couldn't see the scene inside clearly.

"Please. ”

Shangguan Huan said and stepped in.

Chen Ping didn't hesitate too much, although this Shangguan Huan has the mark of the ancestral dragon royal family, and the hard power is also very strong, but Chen Ping is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated.

The two disappeared into the fog, and the stone gate closed, leaving a crowd anxiously waiting for the results, and some even opened the game.

It is said that as soon as Chen Ping and Shangguan Huan stepped in, the surrounding scenery changed instantly, with mountains, rivers, lakes, and bustling downtown streets.

Finally, they stopped in a quiet bamboo forest, and the wind continued to rustle through the bamboo forest, and there seemed to be an outsider sitting in the depths of the bamboo forest.

I only heard this man take a sip of tea and said lightly: "You can start." ”

As soon as the mysterious man's words fell, Shangguan Huan's hand turned into a sharp blade and slashed towards Chen Ping, and Chen Ping pulled out the Canglong Sword and blocked it in front of his chest.

After a few back and forth, Shangguan Huan was surprised that Chen Ping was on par with his own strength, and sneered: "You're here too!"

After that, Shangguan Huan took out a sword with a very simple scabbard from the ring, and after removing the scabbard, he saw that the sword body was constantly surging with wind elements.

A gust of wind struck, and the momentum of Shangguan Huan, who took the sword, was not bad.

The sword intent of the two became more and more intense in the collision, and the mysterious man drinking tea squinted and smiled to appreciate the battle.

"Wind Demon Slash!"

With the blessing of the sword, the destructive power was a little stronger, and the surrounding space fluctuated to a certain extent.

This sword qi sealed all the dead corners of Chen Ping, and just as Shangguan Huan sighed that the battle was still not passionate, the sword in Chen Ping's hand faded from its simple appearance, revealing the original appearance of the Canglong Sword.

A dragon chant was sent from the bamboo forest to the sky, and before Shangguan Huan could walk out of his surprise, Chen Ping had already completed the sword attack, and the body of the Canglong sword turned into a rain of swords in the sky and then merged together, more than several times stronger than the initial momentum, and there was a faint image of an ancient giant sword behind the sword.

"All swords are one!"

Chen Ping raised his sword and slashed towards the wind demon.

The mysterious man who drinks tea clapps his hands.

The two swords collided together, and the fluctuations of the hedge shook the bamboo forest into the sky.

The two retreated to the edge of the bamboo forest at the same time, Chen Ping's tiger mouth was faintly numb, and then he saw that the sword in Shangguan Huan's hand had already appeared a gap.

"Good, good, you didn't let me down. ”

Shangguan Huan said to Chen Ping frantically.

"I'm afraid it won't be as you want this time. ”

Chen Ping said, his hands burst into flames, and two fire snakes wrapped around the Canglong Sword.

The Canglong Sword, which spewed tongues of fire everywhere, roasted the surrounding bamboo forests to a little yellow.

"I'm very happy! Chen Ping! You can play with me for so long! I want to thank you so much!"

Between Shangguan Huan's words, all the wind in this bamboo forest stopped, and for a while there was only the sound of falling leaves and the sound of mysterious people sucking tea.

Chen Ping didn't want to give him a chance, so he raised his sword and slashed it.

"It's late!"

Shangguan Huan's hands full of wind elements kept waving around him, and soon intertwined into a seemingly airtight sphere.

The moment Chen Ping's attack landed on the sphere, a powerful reaction force bounced Chen Ping away.

The sphere did not stop because of this, and moved quickly towards Chen Ping, like a hedgehog covered in spikes.

Since this was the case, Chen Ping flew into the air and dispersed the flames of the sword body.

A huge sword formation fell with a majestic aura, and nearly a hundred Qingfeng sword shadows flew back and forth in the sword array, and at the same time, the sword array began to rotate rapidly.

The mysterious person who felt this incomparably powerful sword intent on the side finally couldn't hold back and stood up.

Under the continuous bombardment of the Qingfeng Sword Array, the skills displayed by Shangguan Huan began to appear one after another, and soon, Shangguan Huan couldn't support it and stopped his hands and began to raise his sword to resist.

At this time, Shangguan Huan lost his cold momentum at the beginning, and his hands were constantly injured, like a bloody man.

Unexpectedly, before Chen Ping was hurt by a single hair, he became like this first!

Shangguan Huan roared: "I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!"

In an instant, the ancestral dragon imperial family mark behind Shangguan Huan shone brightly, and blue-green scales appeared on his body, and when he opened his eyes, he revealed a pair of vertical pupils, and the original skin of his fingers was broken and turned into yellow claws.

However, it should be very painful to watch the process of its incarnation, Chen Ping secretly sighed that it was fortunate that his unicorn mark would not be so troublesome when transforming.

The cyan sword qi in the Qingfeng Sword Array, touching his body, could only leave white marks after making a "ding" sound, seeing that the attack was ineffective, Chen Ping had no need to continue to release it to consume his energy, so he waved his hand to disperse the sword formation and waited to see what happened.

"This is our Ancestral Dragon Imperial Family!"

Shangguan Huan, who had already completed his transformation, raised his head and roared at Chen Ping.

"It seems that your blood is still not pure. ”

Chen Ping sneered when he saw that he was only incarnated in scale armor, and his eyes changed.

"I'm going to peel your skin!

After the transformation, Shangguan Huan was even more irritable, and his beastly nature was released.

"Then let's see if your skin is hard enough. ”

Chen Ping picked up the Canglong Sword and slashed towards Shangguan Huan's Heavenly Spirit Gai.