"The Pure Yang Sword is here!"

The Dragon King of Chujiang suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis, and at the moment when he relaxed his vigilance slightly, an extremely sharp aura locked on his neck, as if he was about to separate his body immediately.

It was a familiar feeling, he had been entrenched at the end of the Chu River for thousands of years, like a mang on his back, and he could not get close to the power that overflowed the seal, making him feel uneasy.

Between the minds of the electric power.

The Dragon King of Chujiang made a decision and the most important action of his life after that.

"Aang!"

He didn't care about the Pure Yang Sword rising like the sun on the Rainy Mountain, nor did he listen to the clear sword sound of the Pure Yang Sword Spirit roaring like thunder along the way.

Didn't think about resisting.

If there is anything in the world that threatens him mortally at this moment.

The sword left by the Pure Yang True Monarch was barely the same.

The fate of that sword is to slay the dragon.

He looked up at the Chu River hanging several thousand meters in the air, erected an elegant and noble white scaled dragon body, and flew into the sky.

"My Chu Jiang, the master is here!"

The Dragon King of Chu Jiang wants to use the power of Chu Jiang to resist that sword!

Being in the mountains and seas, all things are not afraid.

The movement of his rise and flight was so great that the ground cracked, the trees shook, the houses collapsed, and the riverbed sank straight into it......

......

Divine Officer Zizhong was condescending, looking at the golden sword light rising from the Rain Mountain, like the rising sun, knowing that Ye Ling's sword had locked onto the target.

He then looked at the Dragon King of Qilu, his expression was firm, and the petals of the green lotus law phase behind him floated one by one, turning into the purest power and pouring into his palm.

"Master, you should have died a thousand years ago, and take it easy. ”

Divine Officer Zizhong frantically burned his own law appearance, and at this moment, he forced Yun Mengze to pull Chu Jiang and continue to go higher to the sky, away from the Dragon King of Chu Jiang.

Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on Ye Ling's sword!

......

Rain on the mountain.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, holding the Pure Yang Sword in his hand, and in the golden light, he was reflected like a god.

The distant sky is like a never-ending sound of swords grinding from the moment it sounds.

His face was expressionless, his eyes fixed on the white dragon that was soaring straight into the sky.

Decisively dropped that sword.

"Zheng!"

The space of heaven and earth seemed to solidify, the wind also stopped, and the suspended Yun Mengze and Chu Jiang fell into a strange stillness, and the falling water droplets floated in the air, like frozen ice cubes.

This absolute silence gave one a strong sense of tearing, and time came to a near standstill under the influence of the power of this Earth Immortal Soldier.

With the golden sword slashing down, heaven and earth will really be separated.

Concubine Yu felt it, but the look of shock could only be frozen on her soft and delicate cheeks.

Divine Officer Zizhong is the pinnacle of the mountain moving realm, and his strength is extremely strong, and he only has time to bow his head at this moment and see the golden sword that cannot be seen directly flying out of the rainy mountain.

The Dragon King of Chujiang had predicted that sword in advance.

"Aang!"

So the dragon's body moved, and without hesitation, it rose straight to the sky with all its might, and flew thousands of meters in an instant.

The dragon king's body was very large, and when the tail and the lower half of the dragon's body were still in the riverbed, the Chu River was close in front of him.

No then.

The last distance became an eternity.

In his upside-down eyes.

In the left eye, the golden Pure Yang Sword flew over.

In the field of vision of the right eye, the sword spirit child traveled through time tens of thousands of miles in an instant, and appeared in front of him at the same time.

When the fields of vision coincide.

The Dragon King of Chujiang knew that it was over.

......

A moment ago, the Sword Spirit Childish Child was still underwater at the end of the Chu River.

At this moment, the Sword Spirit Boy had already come to the sky above Lingbi City.

Ye Ling used the Swallowing Technique to control the Pure Yang Sword, locked the slightly lax Dragon King, and then slashed out the sword, and the sword spirit was invited.

Under this sword, space is completely frozen, and time stands still.

The Sword Spirit Infant hovered under the snow-white dragon's neck and held the Pure Yang Sword.

His expression was extremely hideous, his face was extremely distorted, his fangs were exposed, and a terrifying sword intent aura erupted from all over his body, gathering in the pure yang sword like a mountain and a sea.

There was no conversation.

There are no superfluous movements, and I have practiced it a million times as skillfully as before.

The sword spirit boy clenched the pure yang sword that was slashed out, and the huge sword mark trajectory was like a golden string moon, sweeping towards the white dragon neck that was thicker than the mountain.

This sword is a half-formed earth immortal soldier.

That state of the Chujiang Dragon King at the moment, could it be considered a real fairyland?

This Pure Yang Sword has been raised under the bridge for a thousand years, just to cut out today's fateful sword.

Before a sword, the sky was divided up and down.

The thousand-year-old sword intent will be spit out in one go!

......

......

I don't know how long it took.

Chu Jiang was no longer snatched and fell by an inexplicable force, and meekly obeyed Yun Mengze's control.

The flow of time has returned to normal, and space is no longer frozen like stagnant water.

Priest Zizhong was the first to react, looking at the sky that was split in half under him.

The extremely slender sword light that was as thin as a hair cut out a golden mirror-like sword mark for thousands of miles, really cutting this heaven and earth in half.

Buzzing.

The rules of heaven, earth, mountains and seas are manifesting everywhere, and they are frantically healing that spatial rift, but that golden sword light is too powerful, and the speed of annihilation is as slow as an ant.

The priest knew at this time that his master, Bai Qiong, the Dragon King of Chujiang, was dead.

Destroy all the forms and gods.

That sword is so powerful that it is incredible, heaven and earth are separated, ghosts and gods must be avoided, it cannot be described in words, and even the earth fairy and demon king cannot escape the fate of death......

When the wind sounded again.

The white dragon body of the Great Wall of the Dragon King of the Chu River suddenly split into two in the space below that was about to touch the water of the Chu River.

The corpse was separated.

Rushing!

The sky seemed to be raining a spectacular golden rain of blood at the moment.

The dragon's body fell down first, as if the world's tallest tower was collapsing, and the white dragon's head continued to rise into the air for a distance due to inertia, and then fell weakly, like a cold snowy mountain falling.

On the rainy mountain, Ye Ling's clear eyes reflected this scene, and finally exhaled the suppressed breath in his chest deeply.

"Killed the Dragon King. ”

In mid-air, the sword spirit boy held the Pure Yang Sword with a huge gap in the blade, and his body was covered with cracks like broken porcelain, illusory like light smoke and mist, crumbling to extinguish.

The sword spirit boy looked at the fallen dragon king's body, relieved, and muttered to himself.

"It's over, Lord Carbon...... Pure Yang Zhenjun, fortunately not dishonored. ”

Concubine Yu also woke up, gently wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, and looked at the young man with a sword.

"Childe, you killed Lord Bai Qiong, the Dragon King of Chujiang. ”

What kind of powerful sword is this? Is there anyone in the world who can cut such a majestic sword?

Since ancient times, the Dragon King of Chujiang has been an existence like a god in the Jiangnan region, but he died today, and he was killed by a young man using the Pure Yang Sword.

Two months ago, this young man didn't even know any kind of mountain and sea arts, and any monster could easily kill him.

But today, with the help of the Swallowing Knife Mountain and Sea Technique, he killed an Earth Immortal Dragon King with one sword.

Ye Ling looked down at his right hand, the sword light of the Pure Yang Sword illuminated the palm of this hand, and the blood vessels and bones were delicate, and only then did they begin to slowly dim and return to normal.

His somewhat melancholy gaze fell from the rainy mountain.

Under the riverbed of the Chu River, a huge white dragon body fell down, and there was an earth-shaking sound, but at this moment, it sounded like a heavy tranquility.

High in the air, the sword spirit child looked at Ye Ling and gently waved the pure yang sword that was not shining.

This Pure Yang Sword has exhausted its divinity and sword intent cultivated for a thousand years.

Although the foundation is still there, the loss is too great, and it is no longer an earth immortal soldier, and I am afraid that it is not even a semi-finished product at this moment.

Even if the Gengjin Qi that relies on the Knife Swallowing Technique will slowly recuperate in the future, whether or not he can touch the threshold of the Earth Immortal Soldier again is two words.

The sword spirit boy couldn't hide his excitement, and jumped and shouted at Ye Ling.

"Boy, this sword that you and I work together to kill the Earth Immortal Dragon King can definitely become the pinnacle sword that has appeared in the mythology of the Chu River Valley for thousands of years!"

Ye Ling sighed softly.

"The millennium is over. ”