Twilight shrouded the entire city of Panyu.

Both ends of the dirt alley were closed, Su Wei looked at the man in white in front of him, guessed something, but felt that it was really unnecessary.

The man in white held a folding fan in his hand, and his demeanor was no less than that of a famous man. Su Wei remembered that the other party's name was Fang Qiong, and he was a disciple of Aoki Mountain. Before, when Su Wei and Yu Fanxi went to the Xiuyuan Pavilion to appraise their qualifications, the other party had been standing behind the appraisal elders. The elder admired this person very much, and praised his talent in front of everyone, and after fifteen years of practice, he was already the peak of the pulse expansion.

"Elder Xu said, in order to let Fanxi practice with peace of mind, let me give you a ride. Fang Qiong waited in this alley for Su Wei for some time. But he didn't expect the other party to bring a little girl.

Well, let's kill them together.

"Is this the Heart of the Dao?" As soon as Su Wei finished speaking, Fang Qiong stretched out the folding fan in his hand.

When you open the fan, it is a blow.

At the same time, Su Wei had a very bad premonition, and then he turned his back and hugged the little girl tightly in his arms.

The next moment, Su Wei's upper clothes turned into crumbs.

A shocking wound appeared on his back.

"Poof. ”

Su Wei only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and then spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Blood splattered the little girl's face, and the iron ring on her wrist was stained red.

"Run. ”

Su Wei knelt on the ground, let go of the little girl, and said with all his might.

But the back road is dead, how can the little girl run?

The dog holes didn't have to be drilled.

Fang Qiong in the distance was very puzzled, he felt that he should not.

Because with the blow of his peak of expanding the pulse, a waste person like Su Wei who has never practiced will not be able to live at all.

But now, the other party is only seriously injured.

It's an absolute disgrace.

A hint of ferocity flashed in Fang Qiong's eyes, and the next moment, he was about to wave a fan.

But at this moment, a light appeared in his pupils.

......

Imperial.

In the Xuanzheng Palace, the dragon is out, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

If it weren't for the suppression of the Fire Mirror and the Imperial City Great Array, this kind of aura would definitely attract the attention of countless monks.

Li Wang Xuanjiao did not hold the sword.

What he needed was not the Dragon Sword, but the Dragon Soul in the Sword.

Ten thousand years ago, there were Zhongzhou swordsmiths who went overseas, captured the nine-clawed red dragon in the endless sea, turned the sword body into the reverse dragon scales, used the stone of Jiugao as the hilt, and used the secret method to detain the dragon soul trapped in the sword, which is called the dragon sword.

This sword was later passed through the hands of many people, and finally obtained by a master of the Sect Realm, who regarded the Dragon Sword as an ominous thing and suppressed it under the Xingqing Palace.

Over time, this incident was forgotten by many people. Fortunately, it is still recorded in the secret book of the Yue Dynasty.

In the same way, there is a secret method that is recorded.

......

"Grab the dragon soul out. After Xuan Hunt finished speaking, he left the Yue National Master to seal again.

He is the Fantian seal of the Zhongzhou Dapai Qiyun Temple.

Soon, a powerful mark was attached to the Imperial Dragon Sword, and at the same time, a purple flame rose from the Fire Mirror, which was the Fire Separation Spirit.

"Zheng. ”

Although the Dragon Sword was extremely hard, it had been suppressed for thousands of years, and the dragon soul in the sword was in a weak state, coupled with the attack of the Fire Mirror and the Fan Tianyin, soon, cracks began to appear in the sword body.

As the rift widened, a three-foot-long illusory dragon shadow emerged from the sword.

This is the dragon soul of the nine-clawed red dragon.

The index finger of Xuanjiao's right hand slashed through the palm of his left hand, and the essence blood broke out of his body, turning into a thin line and entangled the red dragon soul.

Liyue Guoshi watched this scene and immediately retreated to Zhangwai.

He seemed calm in his eyes, but in fact, his heart was turbulent.

Those who bathe their bodies with dragon blood are rare, but there are still them.

Those who enter the body with the soul of a dragon have been unique for 10,000 years.

At this moment, the phantom of the red dragon soul was slowly sweeping towards Xuan Hunt's palm.

The dragon travels for nine days, and there is a phoenix to come.

The dragon swims in the body, when the realm is broken into the gods.

From Wang Xuanzhan practice for many years, at this time is only the peak of Ning Yuan, once the dragon soul enters the body, coupled with the secret technique of Liyue, it will cross the two realms of plastic saint and grandmaster, and go directly to the Tibetan God.

If you go to the Tibetan God, let alone this Southern Regions, even if it is the Zhongzhou Dynasty, there are few people who can defeat it.

At that time, this Xuanyu Continent, what am I afraid of?

Just when Xuan Hunt was thinking a lot, the dragon soul of the nine-clawed red dragon did not move.

At the same time, the dragon's head is skimmed to the right.

It seems, in that direction, something is calling it.

Xuan Hunt immediately urged the essence blood and wanted to pull the dragon soul into his body, but the dragon soul raised his voice, and then flipped over, tearing off the blood strips on his body.

Then, the red dragon soul swung its tail violently and flew towards the dome.

This variable caught Gen Hunt off guard.

Fortunately, the Liyue National Master on the side has been paying attention to the changes in the soul of the red dragon, and at this moment, seeing that the other party wants to fly the dragon in the sky, he broke the hall and left, and immediately pointed to the void of the fire mirror on the ground.

The next moment, a flame flashed from the fire mirror, hitting the dragon's body just right. The dragon soul was in pain and fell straight to the ground, Xuan Hunt immediately reached out to catch it, who expected that the dragon soul suddenly turned into a cloud of mist, smashed into the ground, and disappeared.

Li Yue Guoshi looked at this scene and muttered: "The hidden dragon is in the abyss." ”

......

It was already completely dark.

But in the long dirt alley, there is still light.

Fang Qiong wasn't worried that this light would attract others, he had already laid an enchantment around this dirt alley.

It's just that he's still very curious about what the iron ring on Su Wei's wrist is.

At this moment, Su Wei was also puzzled.

Soon after his blood spilled onto the ring, it glowed with a blinding light. At the same time, the hoop spun up quickly.

Su Wei only felt that the air currents around him were all disturbed.

The little girl sitting on the ground was also stunned when she watched this scene.

Fang Qiong thought for a moment, put away the folding fan, and then walked towards Su Wei. He wanted to see what the ring was.

He had a hunch that Su Wei was not killed by him with a single blow, and it was very likely that it was because of this iron ring.

If the iron ring is a high-grade magic weapon, it is the best.

However, just as Fang Qiong had just taken the third step, a dragon groan appeared in his ears.

Then, a three-foot-long illusory dragon shadow broke through the ground, right next to Su Wei.

Fang Qiong looked at this scene as if petrified.

Su Wei opened his mouth and stammered.

There are dragons in the Xuanyu Continent, but there are very few who have seen dragons.

But now, a dragon appeared in front of his eyes, is this an illusion?

Maybe it's like I'm dying, and I'm a little bit back to normal.

The little girl looked at the dragon shadow in front of her and was dumbfounded. Then she stretched out a finger and poked it at the dragon's head.

"Roar. ”

With a dragon groan, the dragon shadow turned into a streamer disc and attached it to the iron ring on Su Wei's left wrist.

For a while, the iron ring became hot, and the hot Su Wei almost fainted. He wanted to take off the ring, but he couldn't get it.

Fang Qiong in the distance had already come back to his senses at this time, he looked at the iron ring on Su Wei's wrist that was fiery red, obviously hot, thinking that the other party would definitely be burned to death, so he simply watched the excitement on the side.

At the same time, he also made up his mind to bring this iron ring back to the sect.

Although his cultivation is short, he has excellent qualifications, so those classics in Aoki Mountain are allowed to read by him on weekdays. So, he quickly remembered that the illusory dragon shadow that had just broken through the ground was a dragon soul.

It must be known that the dragon clan above the five claws has a soul.

The iron ring that even the dragon soul covets is definitely not ordinary.

......

Fang Qiong's guess was not wrong at all.

The nine-clawed red dragon soul was sealed in the dragon sword for 10,000 years, and after taking off the sword, Wang Xuanjiao wanted to use a secret method to introduce the dragon soul into his body to help him practice, but Xuanjia never expected that there was still a shocking magic weapon hidden in Panyu City.

Dragons are greedy, and the more high-level dragons are, the more greedy they become.

Therefore, the nine-clawed red dragon soul quickly got rid of the imperial city array, and used the method of the abyss to go straight to the dirt lane.

It wants to be resurrected with an iron ring.

Then it will no longer be flesh and blood, but steel. At that time, this Xuanyu Continent will surely usher in its accumulated hatred.

Unfortunately, it was wrong.

It underestimates the power of the hoop.

Again, the timing was missed.

Three thousand years ago, when the iron ring followed his master across the Xuanyu Continent, it was called the Qiankun Bracelet, which was the treasure of the Qiankun Sect.

In addition, the Qiankun bracelet also has another name.

Prison Dragon Circle.

......

When the nine-clawed red dragon soul disk was attached to the Qiankun bracelet, and wanted to melt the bracelet with the fire of his life, the Qiankun bracelet, which had been awakened by Su Wei's blood, began to fight back.

Soon, the Red Dragon Soul realized that something was wrong. Its soul body was slowly swallowed by the iron ring.

It's okay.

The Red Dragon Soul hurriedly struggled, trying to escape from this ring, but it was too late, and the Qiankun Bracelet had already sealed the back road. At the critical moment, the red dragon soul poured into Su Wei's body.

For a while, Su Wei only felt that his whole body was placed in the stove, screaming again and again, and rolling on the ground in pain.

When the little girl saw this, she was so frightened that she took a few steps back.

Fang Qiong smiled coldly.

Not to mention a mortal, even a cultivator, few of them can resist the erosion of the dragon soul.

I don't know how long it took, Su Wei was completely quiet.

Lying motionless on the ground, only the iron ring on his wrist still glowed faintly.

Fang Qiong concluded that the other party was already out of breath, so he continued to move forward, intending to take the iron ring and destroy the little girl by the way.

It's just that as soon as he took two steps, Su Wei Hula sat up from the ground all of a sudden.

Fang Qiong's eyes were like torches, and he could see that the wound on Su Wei's back had healed, and he was very surprised for a while.

At this time, Su Wei stretched out his right hand and took off the iron ring on his left wrist, and threw it to the ground with a clatter.

Before, he had struggled with all his might to remove it, but now he could easily do it. He turned around, glared at Fang Qiong, and said coldly: "If you want to kill, kill it, there's no need to torture me like this." ”

What he meant was that everything just now was made by Fang Qiong.

When the Red Dragon Soul was rampaging through Su Wei's body, the pain was indescribable.

It's better to live than to die.

Fortunately, later, the pain slowly disappeared.

It's just that the iron ring is still very hot, so Su Wei took the iron ring off.

"Huh. Fang Qiong was noncommittal, and at the same time, the folding fan in his hand slowly opened.

"Let this child go, she's a mute and won't give anything out. Su Wei knew that it was impossible to escape death, but he still hoped that Fang Qiong would spare the little girl's life.

"Is human life rare?" disdain flashed in Fang Qiong's eyes, and the next moment, a streamer of light came out of the fan and hit Su Wei's throat.

How can a headless man live?

But just as that streamer eye crossed Su Wei's neck, a halo separated it.

The next moment, the aura appeared in front of Fang Qiong's body, shattering the folding fan in the opponent's hand, and then, the aura hit Fang Qiong's chest, disappearing into the dirt alley with the opponent's body.

Not long after, the figure of the halo appeared again in the dark night.

The aura flew towards Su Wei, and when he was about to hit Su Wei, a small hand held it.

The aura was the iron ring that Su Wei had just thrown to the ground.

It was the little girl's left hand that held the ring.

Her right hand was still holding the sugar gourd.

Her eyes were bright.