Chapter 1832

As soon as the wooden door was closed, the whole hall seemed to be darker, and a dark darkness as thick as ink shrouded the main hall.

It seems ten times colder here than outside.

I'm afraid that Jian Hao will freeze when he walks here.

But cold and darkness were nothing to the dragon.

He looked up and saw a passage in front of him, and on both sides of the road, there were all kinds of hideous statues of strange shapes, some with their tongues hanging down to the ground, some with eyes all over their bodies, and some with their mouths split to the base of their ears......

In the darkness, it seems that a terrible demon is watching you.

The dragon smiled faintly, ignoring the sculptures at all.

Not to mention that it's just a dead thing, it's a real demon, so what?

Didn't he just catch one?

He walked in with his hands in his hands.

Rumble!

Suddenly, thick candles lit up all around, reflecting the entire hall brilliantly.

The coldness and dead silence of the moment was gone.

Instead, there is a noisy hall and the melodious and lively sound of silk and bamboo.

There was a red carpet on the floor, on which a group of white-skinned geisha danced.

In front of the main hall is a long table with a variety of exquisite foods and fruits.

A middle-aged samurai dressed in an old samurai costume with a samurai haircut from the Edo period sits on a precarious seat, surrounded by Japanese beauties in kimonos, serving him.

He raised his head and smiled faintly at the dragon: "It turns out that there is a god realm distinguished guest coming, don't you know what is the matter with looking for the old decay?"

"Are you Ryuichi Shiratori?" the dragon walked over with his hands in his hands, not glancing at the drunken drums around him.

"Not bad. The middle-aged warrior raised his hand and said, "Your honor, please take a seat." ”

The dragon sat down as usual.

As soon as the middle-aged samurai waved his hand, a beautiful woman in a kimono slowly poured a glass of wine in front of the dragon.

The dragon turned a blind eye.

"Guest, don't you want a drink?" the middle-aged samurai smiled.

The dragon didn't answer him, still looking at the middle-aged samurai, and asked again, "Are you really Ryuichi Shiratori?"

The middle-aged warrior's eyes flashed and said, "Honorable guest, do you think I'm not?"

"That's not it," the dragon smiled faintly: "Actually, I didn't have anything special to do, I just wanted to ask you, since you are Shiratori Ryuichi, do you know me?"

The middle-aged warrior frowned slightly: "What do you mean by the distinguished guest, do we know each other?"

"I think ......" the dragon tilted his head, "I should know." ”

"Should I know?" The middle-aged warrior became more and more eccentric, if he knew it, he knew it, what should he know, since the other party was a god realm powerhouse, his memory was definitely unforgettable, even if he met it decades ago, it was impossible to forget it.

But when the man came in, he spoke ambiguously.

Originally, he also wanted to trick the other party's identity.

How does it look like the other party is tricking him.

The middle-aged warrior stared at the dragon, he was also watching, although he rarely stepped out of the Sword Saint Palace because of his body, it did not prevent him from collecting information, and now he knew all the divine realms on the global god list.

The person in front of him doesn't seem to be a god list.

Of course, it's not a god list, it's normal, the whole earth, how vast, there are always some gods who don't want to show their heads.

The man in front of him......

Suddenly, the middle-aged warrior's gaze shrank, he was a god realm, and he was a very special existence, anyone who had seen it could recognize it, even if it was disguised and transformed, it would be difficult to escape his perception.

This man......

He seemed to have really seen it, and suddenly the middle-aged warrior's face changed slightly, could it be him? Isn't he dead?

The dragon kept looking at the middle-aged samurai.

So no change in his expression could escape from the corner of his eye.

"Do you really know me?" said the dragon.

"No, no, no, I don't know. The middle-aged warrior suddenly shook his head, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"You're lying!" asked the dragon, "Say, who am I?"

The middle-aged warrior suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and rushed out.

"I want to go!" the dragon raised his hand, and a giant palm appeared in the void, grabbing towards the green smoke.

Phew!

There was a terrible scream from the void, and the giant palm grabbed the air, and suddenly the lights of the entire hall were extinguished, and then those kimono beauties, geisha, and musicians all turned into blue-faced fanged demons and pounced towards the dragon.

"Carving insect skills!"

Long Leng snorted and pinched a thunder trick.

Bang!

The thunder exploded, the room was full of light, and dense electric snakes diffused out, and the demons and ghosts who rushed over let out bursts of terrible screams, and they were annihilated by those thunderbolts in the blink of an eye.

At this time, a blue-black shadow had already rushed out of the roof.

He seemed to be formless and insubstantial, and went straight through the roof.

The dragon raised his hand and pulled, the thunder light condensed, turned into a spear, he threw it violently, boom!

The lightning spear pierced through the roof and slammed into the phantom.

There was a terrible roar in the sky, and black smoke billowed out, thinking

......

At this time, outside the main hall, Miyamoto Sakura and the others were still waiting there, and as soon as Ryui entered the main hall, she felt like she was surrounded by wolves.

The elders of the Sword Saint Palace all stared at her like wolves.

"Miyamoto Sakura, you dare to betray the Sword Saint Palace and bring outsiders in, you are bold. ”

"That's right, the Sword Saint Palace cultivated you, this is how you repay the Sword Saint Lord, as a law enforcement elder, how do you say I should punish you. ”

An old man with a bald head and a grim face stared at Miyamoto Sakura, revealing a cruel expression.

Sakura Miyamoto was extremely cold.

Of course, he knew that this law enforcement elder was terrible, and he was famous throughout the Sword Saint Palace, and there were once people who betrayed the Sword Saint Palace, and in the end they were abused to the point that life was worse than death, and they went crazy directly.

She didn't want to die in his hands.

But she knew that once she was captured, it would be difficult to die.

"If you touch me, Lord Long won't let you go. She said in a trembling voice.

"Lord Long, you're talking about that guy just now, he actually dared to go in to find the Sword Saint, and you still expect him to come out alive. The law enforcement elder smirked and raised his hand to grab Miyamoto Sakura.

His favorite thing is to abuse this kind of fresh girl, especially Miyamoto Sakura and Miyamoto's identity as a fake lady, and it will definitely be more enjoyable to abuse.

"Kamei, wait a minute, have you forgotten? Miyamoto Sakura is one of the saints chosen by the Sword Saint Master, although she betrayed the Sword Saint Palace, but it is better to wait for the Sword Saint Lord to decide personally, you don't touch her first. Hisaishi Tsu said.

When Elder Onii heard this, he was a little reluctant to give up, but he forgot about this and smiled coldly at Miyamoto Sakura.

Although Sakura Miyamoto escaped for the time being, she had no joy at all.

She knows that dying early and dying late is death.

Once the dragon lord is killed by the sword master, it will be her turn.

Rumble!

Just when she was terrified.

Thunder and lightning exploded from the direction of the main hall, and a dazzling light leaked out.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom rushed out of the roof, but immediately after, a thunderbolt spear burst through the air, piercing the phantom.

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