In the mysterious palace, there is another world, like a fairyland. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw the fairy mist, the meandering and clear spiritual spring gurgling, the rare spiritual grass fragrant, the flowers everywhere, and the continuous green trees.

The spirit birds chirp leisurely in the treetops, and the butterflies sway among the flowers, and the gorgeous flowers complement each other, which is very beautiful.

However, the murderous dragon madness has nothing but hatred in his heart, and he turns a blind eye to the treasures everywhere.

After standing for a moment, he chased Cui'er's breath and galloped away.

Due to his extremely fast footsteps and rampage, wherever he passed, the spirit birds flew away, and the spirit grass and zhu fruit were destroyed, and it was a mess.

It's really a tyrannical thing......

Half an hour later, a glorious palace appeared in front of me, with red walls and golden tiles, and vast smoke.

The dragon madness did not stop, and walked straight into the heavy palace gate made of gold.

When I entered Miyagi, an ancient atmosphere came to my face.

"Come on!"

Seeing the figure more than fifty zhang away, the dragon madness suddenly raised his sword eyebrows, swept into the air like lightning, and held the mad god sword with both hands, and slashed down violently.

It turned out to be Cui'er.

She had already noticed the sound behind her, smiled grimly, jumped up like a ghost, raised her long sword and directly met it.

"Bell!"

The dragon flew upside down for more than 20 zhang, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the internal organs were injured.

And Cui'er lightly somersaulted and landed firmly on the ground.

As soon as she looked at her, she had the upper hand and sneered: "Giggles, young master, long time no see." ”

Hearing the word "young master", the fire of hatred in the dragon mania's heart rushed straight to the sky, and as soon as it landed, it ejected, condensed the hatred on the knife, and slashed down.

The sword is heavier than Mount Tai, bringing the wind to a dull roar.

"Young Master, you really can't help yourself."

Cui'er, who was full of disdain, stomped her feet, like a shocking sweep of the air, condensed the spirit yuan power in the sword, and shook out three cold blue sword flowers, which hit the three key points of the dragon madness's Yintang, Jizhong, and Dantian respectively.

In mid-air, the dragon smiled strangely, forcibly withdrew the knife momentum, and slashed several times diagonally downward.

I saw that the dark sword light was like a curtain, like the river Styx pouring down, and in the blink of an eye, it swallowed all the extremely sharp blue sword flowers.

"Go!"

At the same time that he was shocked by the spiritual power contained in the sword flower, his mind moved, and the sky-breaking bead turned into a golden beam, and he screamed and broke through the air.

"Vulnerable......

Cui'er sneered, and was about to pursue, but when she saw the golden light coming, she was caught off guard, and could only hurriedly block the sword in front of her.

"Bell!"

The Dzi spun violently and trembled.

"Jingle ......"

The flying sword shattered inch by inch and spilled all over the ground, making a messy crisp sound.

At the same time, with a muffled sound of "bang", Cui'er slammed into the ground, blood gushed out of her mouth, her chest was cut by the fragments of the flying sword, and the jade rabbit loomed.

More than ten zhang away, after the dragon frantically spit out a few mouthfuls of bloody saliva, his scarlet eyes widened, and he immediately raised his knife to bully him, intending to kill the mother-killing enemy in one fell swoop.

"Young master, if you want to take revenge, you are still a little tender!"

However, Cui'er did not see the horror, but showed a cruel smile, and after crushing the purple jade slip in her hand, she disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a sarcastic word, echoing in the air.

Seeing that he was about to slash his enemy, he let him escape strangely.

The scene in front of him made Long Mad a little unexpected, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

……

It's been a long time.

An arrogant voice came from behind him: "White-haired boy, hand over the treasure!" ”

"Poof......

The dragon madness suddenly woke up, thinking of what happened to Fang Cai, his heart was extremely sad and angry, causing the qi and blood in his body to fluctuate, and he couldn't help but raise his head and spew out a large mouthful of blood.

The arrogant voice sounded again: "Hand over the treasure, I, Ling Tianzong, will protect you from death!" ”

Ling Tianzong!

Hearing the words "Ling Tianzong", the dragon turned around violently and looked around coldly.

I saw dozens of monks standing more than 20 zhang away, with blood stains on their bodies and greed in their eyes.

The speaker was a dignified-looking young man in a blue robe, with a swaggering appearance.

"Jie Ji ......"

At this time, the dragon was mad, full of hatred and had nowhere to vent, his face was distorted, his aura became extremely violent, and he said gloomily: "The one I killed is the person of Ling Tianzong!" ”

Suddenly, his figure flickered and turned into a white light, indescribably fast.

After a few breaths, he grabbed a severed arm in his right hand and returned to his place.

"Ah......h

A wail echoed through the sky.

The blue-robed young man's right arm was torn off alive, and his shoulder was bloody and bone-piercing, with a broken tendon hanging from it.

"Jie Ji ......"

After a cruel laugh, the pure spiritual yuan power erupted from the dragon maniac's hand, stirring the severed arm into a cloud of blood mist!

In an instant, he slowly walked out of the blood mist, covered in spilled flesh and bones, his eyes were scarlet, and his face was hideous, like a demon.

When everyone saw him like this, they were so frightened that they took a few steps back.

"Bold, you dare to hurt my junior brother!"

Another Ling Tianzong disciple with thick eyebrows and a square face, although he was afraid when he saw his junior brother injured, he was more angry.

Ling Tianzong's disciple, how could he have been provoked.

Thinking of this, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he raised his long sword and stabbed straight towards the dragon.

The sword light was as fast as lightning, and the sharp sound of breaking the air pierced the eardrums.

"Humph!"

The dragon man smiled coldly, but only turned his body slightly, avoiding the vital point, and let the long sword pass through his chest.

The young man with thick eyebrows and square face was secretly happy because of the blow, but before he could laugh out loud, his neck suddenly tightened, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

I saw that the dragon madness was holding a headless corpse in his left hand, holding a head in his right hand, with a complete spine, and the blood from the brain was dripping, and the terrifying appearance was breathtaking.

He tossed the corpse aside, slowly turned around, pulled out the long sword on his chest, and then dragged Sen Sen's head towards the blue-robed young man with a broken arm.

The footsteps were not loud, but they shook everyone's souls.

"Run!"

In great fright, with a scream, dozens of monks fled in a hurry, lest they avoid it.

However, the blue-robed young man had broken his arm, and he was already paralyzed by too much panic, unable to escape, so he could only squirm backwards and wail: "Go away, don't come, don't come......"

Long Mad was expressionless, and his voice was like a demon asking for his life: "Say, Cui'er is not your disciple of Ling Tianzong!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his head in front of the blue-robed disciple and shook slowly.

Looking at the shaking spine, the blue-robed young man was almost frightened, and screamed incoherently: "I said, yes, spare me, her name is Qin Cui, don't kill me......"

Getting the answer he wanted, Long Mad raised his eyebrows, threw down the head in his hand, and said coldly: "Well, in the next life, you must remember to seek revenge on Ling Tianzong, it was they who harmed you!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he had another head in his hand.

The same skull with a complete spine.

After the hatred was vented, the dragon madness had regained consciousness.

He wiped the blood from his face, poured a few Snow Lotus Pills into his mouth, and then raised his eyes and carefully looked at the palace on the steps.

The palace here is Biwa Zhu Yong, the eaves are dougong, quite magnificent, the golden dragon is majestic on the huge pillar and circles around, the door and window carve the dragon and the phoenix.

The walls painted with gold lacquer depict flying fairies, or sitting in the misty fairy air, or holding lotus buds flying up, or holding pipa to play and sing.

Stare for a moment.

For some reason, Long Mad always felt that the appearance of these Nine Heavens Fairies was very similar to his mother Wang Ruoman, and it was quite different when he stared at it.

"Zhuxian Palace!"

Seeing the plaque on the door of the palace, he couldn't help but laugh, Zhu Xian, the owner of this palace is too arrogant.

"Hoo ......"

He let out a long sigh of relief, turned around, lifted the heads of the two Ling Tianzong disciples, and placed them at the gate of the palace city.

After a moment of silence, he changed into a clean robe, tidied up his appearance, and then stepped on the steps made of Xuanbing jade and slowly walked towards the Zhuxian Palace.