The battle realm, the Temple of Splitting Heaven, the land of dragon power for nine thousand nine hundred miles. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fang Yun, Lei Chongmo, and the seven-headed water tribe demon kings were sharpened in the dragon power, and there were dozens of demon kings looking ahead in a safe place.

These demon kings really don't understand what kind of medicine is sold in Fang Yun's gourd, the divine mind is repeatedly injured and repaired, and it can indeed get stronger and stronger, but the problem is that if the time is used in other aspects, the improvement is more obvious.

Many dragon geniuses even regarded the previous ten thousand miles as nothing, and they began to sharpen themselves after ten thousand or even twenty thousand miles.

The demon king turtle cong pondered repeatedly, and when he chatted with the other demon kings, he said that maybe Wen Xing Longjue had other purposes, but no one cared.

These demon kings will occasionally enter the dragon power to sharpen, but the consumption of qi and blood is too great, and they often do not last long before returning. These demon kings used the power of qi and blood, and they didn't stand as long as Fang Yun in the dragon power, so they were extremely ashamed, and they also admired Fang Yun even more.

There are also some demon kings looking at Lei Chongmo, starting from Fang Yun coming in, Lei Chongmo sat there motionless, constantly bearing the baptism of Long Wei, which means that Lei Chongmo can resist Long Wei here with only a very little courage and talent, and in terms of spiritual strength, he has reached the standard of the Great Demon King.

Lei Chongmo had been sitting fifty miles away, while Fang Yun kept moving forward, and after a certain distance, he retreated, and so on.

Many demon kings had already discovered that every time Fang Yun moved forward, he was a little farther away than the last time.

Cultivation is the most boring.

Time passed slowly, and Fang Yun went farther and farther.

Finally, Fang Yun walked two hundred zhang away from the Lei Chong Desert.

Many demon kings secretly exclaimed, so far, Fang Yun had not used the strength and talent of literary courage.

Lei Chongmo suddenly stood up and looked at Fang Yun, smiling without smiling.

"Fang Xusheng, you have finally come here, congratulations. ”

Fang Yun listened but didn't listen, wearing tattered robes, and continued to walk slowly forward.

The wind-like dragon power hit Fang Yun, Fang Yun lowered his head slightly, bent down slightly, like an old man in the wind and snow, and slowly moved forward.

Due to Long Wei's relationship, Fang Yun's upper body shook slightly, and there were even blood marks on his body that were scraped by Long Wei's aftermath, but Fang Yun's footsteps were extremely calm, step by step, solid as a rock.

Lei Chongmo smiled and said: "Back then, you didn't become a scholar, so it was inconvenient to ask for advice, but now you have become a scholar, and you are also a scholar of the Zhizhi Realm. It doesn't matter if there is life or death in this Split Heaven Palace, but you and I are both scholars, and if we really want to fight for life and death, it will inevitably hurt the harmony, I see, let's stop it. ”

Fang Yun still lowered his head and walked forward slowly, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground, his clothes and dragon power stirring, like carrying mountains on his shoulders, his steps were difficult, and he didn't pay attention to the thunder and heavy desert.

Between the blue sky and the green grass, the two are getting closer and closer.

Lei Chongmo smiled, not even angry because of Fang Yun's ignorance, and continued: "If Fang Xusheng doesn't speak, I will acquiesce. Then, the old man will first meet Fang Xusheng's words and swords for a while!"

After Lei Chongmo finished speaking, he opened his mouth, and a shining talent ancient sword flew out, and after an instant, it stimulated the power of his true name.

The ancient sword turned into a two-headed poisonous dragon!

Twin Ancient Swords!

The cyan two-headed poisonous Jiao roared, and with a flick of its tail, the dark clouds in the sky condensed, and a bright river appeared under him, rushing towards Fang Yun with the two-headed poisonous Jiao.

The demon king present saw the legendary Shuangjiao ancient sword, all of them were shocked, Lei Chongmo was a famous prodigy of the Lei family before the Jinshi, for the pregnant sword after he became a Jinshi, the Lei family spent a lot of energy, and finally got a complete double-headed poisonous Jiao bone from the Xihai Dragon Palace, which achieved the myth that it was difficult to find an opponent among Lei Chongmo's peers.

Some people even said that if Li Wenying and Lei Chongmo became famous at the same time, the Bloodshed Ancient Sword would most likely be suppressed by the Shuangjiao Ancient Sword.

The distance between the two sides was nearly two hundred zhang, and the two-headed poisonous Jiao only needed more than a breath to fly, but until it flew half the distance, Fang Yun did not move.

Some of the demon kings became anxious, could it be that Fang Yun's strength was exhausted and he had lost his ability to resist?

When the two-headed poisonous Jiao flew fifty zhang in front of Fang Yun's body, the demon kings and Lei Chongmo saw that Fang Yun's drooping right hand suddenly moved slightly, as if he was fanning the wind, and it seemed that the unconscious patient had finally woken up without the slightest momentum.

The True Dragon Ancient Sword flew out.

Ancient swords turn into real dragons.

A golden dragon soared into the sky, and then swooped down towards the two-headed poisonous dragon from a height of 100 zhang.

The huge dragon claw slammed down, and a golden waterfall fell from the sky, washing the two-headed poisonous Jiao to the ground.

The two-headed poisonous dragon spat out the mud and grass in its mouth, roared angrily, and the green mist around its body expanded, quickly rolling, dodging the attack of the ancient sword true dragon, and then spewing out the poisonous mist, in a vain attempt to get close to the ancient sword true dragon.

The Ancient Sword True Dragon did not give the Two-Headed Poison Jiao the slightest chance to get close, and firmly occupied a favorable position in the sky, making it difficult for the Two-Headed Poison Jiao to gain an advantage.

The moment they saw the golden dragon, all the water tribe demon kings were startled, they felt the pure dragon breath from the body of this ancient sword true dragon, making them feel instinctively afraid, this fear was imprinted in their blood, and it would never be extinguished.

Many demon kings instinctively took a step back, unwilling to get too close to the golden dragon.

After a few breaths, all the demon kings could see that the two-headed poisonous Jiao was born decades in advance, and it was old and cunning, and its accumulated strength was even stronger. However, the golden dragon had a clear suppression of the two-headed poisonous dragon, no matter how the two-headed poisonous dragon struggled and tossed, it was all suppressed by Fang Yun's ancient sword true dragon.

In the battle of words and swords, the outcome has been decided.

However, Lei Chongmo did not take back the double-headed poisonous Jiao.

Gui Cong shook his head slightly, and everyone could see that Lei Chong was indifferent, but strong is strong, and weak is weak.

"The reason why this poisonous sword is so powerful is because the poisonous bones of the pregnant sword are extremely strong, why is the true dragon ancient sword of Wenxing Dragon Lord so strong?"

"A few years ago, it was rumored that Fang Yun had formed a powerful True Dragon Ancient Sword because of the Ancestral Dragon's True Blood, and it was normal for this True Dragon to be stronger than the Poison Jiao. ”

"That's right, don't say a drop of Ancestral Dragon's blood, even if Ancestral Dragon spits out a breath, it's stronger than a two-headed poisonous Jiao. ”

Time passed slowly, Fang Yun continued to move forward slowly, and the two of them got closer and closer.

The true dragon and the poisonous Jiao fought for nine days, and Fang Yun and Lei Chongmo passed by.

The breeze rippled, and the hair of the two moved lightly, and the few strands of gray hair of Lei Chongmo were the most eye-catching.

Fang Yun never looked at the thunder from beginning to end.

Lei Chongmo slowly turned around and looked at Fang Yun's back.

Lei Chongmo has a slightly dark complexion, rough skin, and a few unclear scars on his face due to his long-term tempering in the war world, and his gaze at Fang Yun is extremely vicissitudes, without the slightest shame, without the slightest hatred, and without the slightest hatred, like a general, looking at the commander of the enemy army.

Win or lose, but otherwise, it's all false.

"The second is to ask for advice on the poem of the soldiers. ”

. (To be continued.) )