The true yuan in his divine mansion began to move wildly, and the true yuan, which was still wandering around messily just now, began to slowly become regular, like thousands of troops commanded by someone in the underworld, and finally, these true elements rushed to the sky together. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Bing's body suddenly seemed to be a luminous body, countless golden rays of light came out of his body, especially his face, which was illuminated golden, like a portrait made of pure gold, the dragon blood sword began to tremble, and the dragon's groan became clearer and clearer.

God's pupils contracted slightly, but he still smiled: "At the end of the strong crossbow, what's the use?" You're just hastening your death, give up, at least, you have a few more minutes to live, there's no point. ”

"It doesn't make sense to you, but it means a lot to me."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Bing let out a painful roar, and his whole face distorted even more, looking extremely frightened.

But in the next moment, countless golden lights began to shrink, and at the same time, they surged towards the dragon blood sword, like this small sword itself, which was filled with infinite suction.

In just an instant, the little red sword turned golden, the golden light was brilliant, and it was extremely dazzling, and with a bang, it shot towards the god not far away.

The Dragon Blood Sword has a great origin, in the Qinchuan Continent, it is also a great famous sword, if it weren't for the unwillingness of the owner of this sword, this sword's ranking on the list of 100 weapons is definitely the top three.

Zhao Bing was indeed at the end of his strong crossbow at this time, his true yuan was strong, but compared to the demon shuai or many cultivators of the same age, after all, his cultivation time was too short, even in the Qinchuan Continent, among the young cultivators like him, there were many people who were stronger than his true yuan, and the realm of cultivation was also higher.

But even so, the Dragon Blood Sword is not an ordinary sword, refining it into a flying sword, its power should not be underestimated, not to mention that this is his dying sword, burning almost all the true yuan in his body.

The small sword let out a sharp whistling sound, and the sound of a dragon's groan was mixed in with it, and the sword body rubbed against the air at high speed, and countless golden sparks enveloped the entire sword.

In an instant, a golden dragon transformed, spitting flames, surrounded by all kinds of sparks, roaring, shooting towards God.

The power of this sword is extremely powerful, even in the Qinchuan Continent, I believe that many cultivators of the same age will be moved, and it is extremely difficult to block this sword.

But God is God after all, he is an old monster who has practiced for countless years, and his realm is unfathomable, he desperately wants to return to the Qinchuan Continent this time, and there is another important reason, that is, his longevity is approaching, and his vitality is passing rapidly, if he can get a breakthrough, his longevity will also increase greatly.

Zhao Bing's sword has never returned, and he has never thought of taking it back.

The dragon's blood sword came out, and the plants in his Divine Mansion World and the grassland withered in an instant, and countless demon beasts and animals all seemed to be seriously ill, and they were all dying.

The true yuan is the foundation for maintaining the normal operation of the gods, and when the true yuan is empty, the vitality will also be broken.

Zhao Bing closed his eyes, and between him and the flying sword, there was a divine thought connected, and he could naturally see everything clearly.

He was proud of the sword.

Because the power of this sword far exceeded the limit of what he could exert.

God's eyes froze, the smile was gone, and the solemnity of his face was all revealed through his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't dare to underestimate Zhao Bing's sword.

There was even a deep admiration in his eyes.

But his body still didn't move, he just pinched a few strange spells in front of his chest with both hands, and in an instant, the dragon blood sword let out a wail, and the fire dragon turned into a small sword again, and was caught by God's palms.

When the sword came out, the white bones turned into ashes, filling the field, like a snow falling in the sky, and countless white ashes fell on God's body, making his whole person seem to be much older.

In fact, he is indeed a little older.

The white ash slowly dissipated, and God's feet sank a foot deep into the ground, and the trembling of his feet had slowly stopped.

He looked at the little sword in front of him, his mood was a little heavy, and then he looked at Zhao Bing again, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "If you were born in the Qinchuan Continent, if you were born in a good family, if you can live long enough, then you will definitely be a great figure in the future." ”

There are three ifs, but none of them really exist.

"It's a pity!"

The admiration in God's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a sense of pride: "There is no if, so, this is really meaningless, but it is to hasten the destruction of oneself." ”

Zhao Bing's body, the last trace of true yuan has been exhausted, he knelt on one knee, but raised his neck, there was no remorse on his face, let alone frustration and loss, he just looked at God with satisfaction in his eyes.

Since you have done your best, you have no regrets.

Since he was born in the Zhao family, he should die on the road of charging.

He did what he promised, and of course he didn't feel guilty.

God didn't pay attention to Zhao Bing anymore, in his eyes, Zhao Bing was already a dead man, he looked at the dragon blood sword that had slowly calmed down, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to fight with your master back then, it's a pity, but if I was really born many years earlier, it wouldn't be a good thing for him, because he would never have created so many legends, and the dragon drank blood, and it was nothing more than that!" ”

After teleporting into this world, God's cultivation plummeted, and there was only one-twelfth of what he had left.

But he used to be the top cultivator of the Qinchuan Continent, he was born many years later than the dragon drinking blood, but the two still belong to the same continent, the same top of the world, but by coincidence, he did not have the opportunity to fight with the dragon drinking blood, this used to be his regret, today when he saw the dragon blood sword, he couldn't help but sigh so much.

But as soon as he said this, the dragon blood sword, which was already stationary and did not carry a trace of true yuan, suddenly changed.

A dragon roar came from the sword, and the original gloomy sword body suddenly emitted light, and countless true yuan surged out of the sword body in the air, and the sword body became red, emitting dazzling golden light, and began to tremble wildly, like a response to God's wild words.

God's face changed greatly, his hands seemed to have touched the most terrible thing, and he immediately withdrew it, and with a bang, the flesh and blood of his palms were all drained, revealing the white bones of Sensen, and the golden dragon blood sword suddenly shot towards God's neck.

Fortunately, God immediately disappeared from the spot, and when he appeared, he was already dozens of feet away, his face was strangely bad, and there was a deep awe in his eyes.

The speed of the dragon blood sword was too fast, and although he dodged in time, it still left a blood hole in his shoulder, and blood was flowing out.

It was like a flash in the pan, and the dragon blood sword that was still shining just now, at this time, the light faded rapidly, and before it could let out a dragon roar, it flew towards Zhao Bing, falling from the latter's heavenly spirit cover, and entering the land of the Divine Mansion.

With the return of the dragon blood sword, there was a golden light rain in the sky, and the originally withered plants began to regain some vitality, and the various demon beasts and creatures that had closed their eyes and were on the verge of death opened their eyes almost at the same time, looking at the sky together, and their eyes also began to have vitality.

There was a glimmer of light in Zhao Bing's eyes, he was a little dazed, he saw the previous scene very clearly, and naturally understood what was going on.

The Dragon Lord once said that there may be a great power sealed in the Dragon Blood Sword.

Dragons drink blood.

It turns out that everything is true.

Previously, it was clearly God's words that collided with the dragon's blood, which made this mighty power, for unknown reasons, unwilling to be in this world, angry.

Among them, what secrets are there, Zhao Bing doesn't know, but he is full of curiosity.

When the dragon's blood sword was powerful before, the heavens and the earth changed color.

At this time, the dragon blood sword disappeared, the heavenly power faded, but the awe in God's eyes was still the same, but the infinite coercion disappeared, but he breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a little uneasiness in his heart, and he was a little afraid.

The dragon drinks blood, and it really deserves to be the dragon drinking blood.

God sighed in his heart, and his heart was full of respect.

He thought for a moment, as if trying to understand what was going on, and his eyes became a little playful and strange.

"Your luck is really good, you can get such a treasure, but unfortunately, this is also your biggest misfortune, you don't deserve to have him, so, if you die, I will take him back to the mainland with me, and I will find a way to make him admit that I am his new master."

Zhao Bing's situation was very bad, although the Dragon Blood Sword brought a trace of true yuan recovery, it still did not give him any hope of survival.

Knowing that the dragon would not help him in a short period of time, he was a little helpless, but he couldn't help but say sarcastically: "Your attitude changes really quickly, people like you who have lived for many years can be described as old monsters, and it is normal to have thicker skin." ”

Since he was destined to die at the hands of the other party and couldn't fight with him, he also had to vent on his lips, and Zhao Bing couldn't help but sneer.

The bloody hole in God's shoulder has not continued to bleed, and even the wound has recovered as before, but the body can recover, but the clothes are covered with blood and dust, and it looks really gray and embarrassed.

Hearing Zhao Bing's words, his face turned slightly red, covered by a mask, but he was not afraid of being seen.

"I know, you want me to kill you right away, but I'm not as good as you want, even if I die, I'll let you taste the torture." The Word of God's Hatred.

Zhao Bing smiled dumbly.

"Death is death, does it make any difference?"

As the former god of war of the Dragon Soul, he has been trained in countless tortures, where would he be afraid of this.

As if able to understand his thoughts, God said in a dark voice: "You used to be an ordinary person, but now you are a cultivator, you must not have tried the punishment in our cultivation world, but I can tell you frankly that the degree of pain is definitely more than any kind of torture in your world, it is a pain from the soul, and it has nothing to do with the body." ”

Zhao Bing was about to answer, but suddenly, he looked up with some curiosity.

For God also looked up at heaven at this time.

In the sky, a bright light suddenly appeared, like a meteor falling, extremely fast, flying towards Zhao Bing.

Zhao Bing frowned, instinctively wanted to dodge, if he was hit by the meteor, it was estimated that he would become a ball of meat sauce, or even ashes.

But he found that his body seemed to be suddenly imprisoned by an invisible force, and he was completely unable to move.

The meteor got closer and closer, and eventually became a cloud of light and shadow, which smashed right above his head.

Suddenly, Zhao Bing's body trembled wildly, as if he had suddenly entered the Divine Mansion, and his body was no longer under his control.

In the Divine Palace, earth-shaking changes have taken place.