Chapter Twenty-Eight: Sacrifice Your Life to Become Holy, Slay the Dragon with a Sword!

After the incineration, Murong Changqing stepped on the back of the goshawk and slowly landed on the ground, and threw the corpse he was carrying at my feet.

"Luckily I arrived in time. Well, did the traitor hurt you? ”

I looked at the scorched ground and said, "No, you're just a puppet." ”

"That's good." Murong Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Originally, your body should have been cremated two hours ago, but fortunately, there were three old women in charge of cleaning to help you delay for a while." ”

"Old woman?"

"Yes. I don't know what happened, but when I arrived, they were surrounding your corpse, and one of them was lifting his pants. ”

"Lift your pants!?"

Lu Heming's exclamation interrupted me from my stunned state.

With a sad look on his face, he pointed to my corpse and said, "Brother, the calf is finished!" You were originally upright, how can you be obedient and lie on your stomach at this time? ”

Murong Changqing stared at my corpse for a long time before touching his chin and said, "It's also possible that it was accidentally broken during the process of transportation." ”

I only felt dizzy, my heart felt like it had been squeezed hard, and cold sweat broke out all over my body.

Suddenly, a low dragon chant sounded from the distant mountains.

Due to the destruction of my state of mind, the torrential rain came again, washing away the ashes of the remaining formations on the ground.

Midnight has arrived, and the yin qi and water vapor between heaven and earth have reached their peak, which is the critical moment for the evil dragon to turn into a dragon!

Murong Changqing asked solemnly, "How is your formation prepared?" ”

"It's ready, it's safe."

"Where's the formation?"

Before I could answer, Lu Heming said angrily, "I was just burned by you, you still have the fucking face to ask!" ”

"I ......"

Murong Changqing looked at me with scorch marks all over the ground and my face pale, and seemed to understand something.

From the position of the Northwest Commander Mountain, several lightning bolts accompanied by thunder, a head covered with dark red scales, more than ten meters long, about three people surrounded by thick and thin evil Jiao, from the thunderstorm out of the mountain, along the water vein into the river, quickly approaching the Zhuzhou Bridge!

On the back of the evil Jiao, Qin Yin's real body was sitting on a horse, levitating directly in front of the Zhuzhou Bridge.

It had not yet reached the moment when the water element between heaven and earth was at its thickest, so Qin Yin was not in a hurry.

She looked at Murong Changqing's eyes full of teasing, "Master, how are you using the skills I learned from you?" ”

"Carving insect skills, drawing dragons into snakes, it's not worth mentioning!"

Murong Changqing's mouth was mocking, and it could be seen from her gloomy face and solemn eyes that she was particularly afraid of the evil Jiao in front of her.

"Haha, the stubborn old thing, when my natal dragon cultivates to a positive fruit, the first one will swallow you!"

In the face of the rampant Qin Yin, we are all helpless.

I thought that when everything was over, Lu Heming took out a rusty long sword from the pocket of his tunic suit.

"Brother, this thing seems to be called the Dragon Slaying Sword, I don't know how to use it. You see...... Can it be useful? ”

Lu Heming scratched his scalp, with some embarrassment in his tone. He probably thought that this rusty iron sword would not be able to deal with Jiaolong at all.

The dragon is the ninety-five supreme, and any snake, insect, bird and beast must prostrate in front of it.

Therefore, Murong Changqing's profound Gu technique did not work.

And its body is huge, and before turning into a dragon, it not only has yin energy, but also a trace of divinity.

It is precisely because of this divinity that I cannot completely restrain it.

If nothing else, we're out of luck.

But I took the dragon sword and stood straight in the middle of the Zhuzhou Bridge, staring at the behemoth in front of me calmly.

The snort of the evil Jiao blew the corners of my clothes and hunted, and its scarlet triangular eyes stared at me, as if it could swallow me in one bite.

From the depths of the Evil Jiao's pupils, I could see its fear......

Qin Yin said disdainfully, "With a broken sword in your hand, you can't even cut wood, and you want to stop me from jumping over the dragon gate." ”

I said calmly, "It's not okay to chop wood, but it's enough to slay dragons." ”

"Jiaolong broke the river into the sea and became a real dragon, which is called a walking dragon."

"But all the rivers where the dragon crosses are flooded, and there are countless casualties."

"In order to relieve the suffering of the people, there are saints who have practiced for several years with the supreme formation, and smeared the sword body with blood, hanging it under the bridge, and when the dragon passes, its body will be dissected, and it can be stopped."

"And the sword in my hand is the thing of the saint, the sword of the dragon!"

Lu Heming was overjoyed, "I touched something casually, I didn't expect it to be so awesome!" ”

Qin Yin clutched her stomach and giggled, "Oops, I'm happy to die." Li Banshan's lifelong learning has been learned by you. ”

"The Dragon Slaying Sword can indeed restrain the dragon. But Lu Heming is so stupid, he took off the sword from other bridges, and wants to use it on the Zhuzhou Bridge, so you are not afraid that the dragon sword will not be adapted? ”

Lu Heming took out a baseball bat, "What are you talking nonsense, do you want to be beaten!" ”

Ang –

Before Qin Yin could reply, the evil Jiao roared angrily, which frightened Lu Heming into shrinking his neck and retreating.

I said, "When the Dragon Slaying Sword is removed from the bridge, it will immediately lose its effect, but the blood of the ancient saint in it has not dissipated. ”

"All it takes is a saint to come here with a sword, and with this sword he can subdue the evil dragon."

Qin Yin mocked nonchalantly, "It is said that the sage came out of the Yellow River clear, but who has ever seen the Yellow River clear." A saint who hasn't been out for thousands of years, you think it's a cabbage, grab a handful. ”

At this moment, the intensity of the yin qi between heaven and earth has reached the extreme.

The evil Jiao let out a long roar, and its body was tense like a longbow, as if it was ready to attack.

Lu Heming said with some concern, "Brother, it's really not good, let's retreat first, and then deal with this girl when we look back." ”

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, staring directly at the rusty sword in my hand, gently rubbing the blade.

"You and I are of the same heart, standing between heaven and earth, establishing the foundation of life for the people, and opening peace for all generations."

"If that's the case, why don't you help me?"

Buzz –

The dragon slaying sword in my hand began to tremble violently as if to answer me, the rust on it quickly peeled off, the cold light at the sharp edge was inspiring, and the word "king" was faintly visible on the sword body.

At the same time, I felt a strange power being transmitted from the blade to my body!

At the moment of power, the evil Jiao was staring at me in the eyes, but he avoided it.

It's ...... Fear me!

Murong Changqing was dumbfounded for a long time, and muttered in disbelief, "Even those old guys are thousands of miles away from the saints, how can you become a saint at such a young age!" ”

I didn't know what was going on, but I just gave me a thumbs up, "My brother is awesome!" ”

Qin Yin's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and pass the Dragon Gate!" ”

The dragon held on to the fear, and slammed into me with all the strength of his body, and the power he was carrying collapsed like a torrent, making people feel weak.