Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Old Immortal

The True Dragon King Huangfu Tianming, the legendary first god of the Great Han Dynasty.

The gods will divide the family generation, bright light and cloud virtue, and Tianxuan sea chief. Although Huangfu Tianming is a Tianzi generation, his age can be the same as that of King Hulie's German character.

Since the pacification of the royal turmoil and the ascension of the emperor to the throne, he has rarely made any more moves, except for resisting the demons back then, he has been retreating, and even the royal family is difficult to find others.

Over the years, there have been many rumors, some say that he has long been old and dying. Some people also say that he was seriously injured in the battle with the demons back then, which damaged his cultivation. He didn't appear all these years, just so that people couldn't figure out the details of him, so as to deter the Quartet.

Suddenly appeared today, as soon as it was shot, it was amazing, although the real dragon was old, it was still the pride of the world.

That sword attracted the green dragon, like a white rainbow through the sun, blocking Zhang Qiyu who shot in the air.

Then there was a shocking battle, with violent winds and lightning, sword qi vertical and horizontal, flying sand and stones, covering the sky and the sun. In an instant, the temple seemed to be in the middle of a huge sandstorm, and the sand and gravel formed a huge cover on the outside, so that people could not see what was happening inside.

It was too strong, Qin Shaofu was shocked for a while. It is said that after a martial artist has mastered the mysteries, he has become another level of life, and it is true. Such a battle is simply like a fairy.

The circle of energy impact is getting bigger and bigger, and the soldiers around can only helplessly keep retreating. The temple seems to have become a forbidden place, and no one is allowed to enter. Huangfu Guangming was dragged back continuously, yelling and screaming, and angry.

"Whew!"

After fighting for more than an hour, I suddenly heard a dragon's roar shocking the sky, among the rocks and dust, a dragon shadow rose to the sky, a huge green dragon roared, countless thunderbolts fell, and the breath impact was like a heavenly power, terrifying and invincible.

Looking at this situation, it seems that the True Dragon King has the upper hand, and the soldiers around him exclaimed: "The True Dragon King ......"

Before the word "year" came out, a sword light was seen, as if chaos exploded, and the heavens and the earth reopened, going against the sky, and rushing into the sky.

"Whew!"

The dragon roared, and the huge green dragon was actually cut off by that sword, and countless thunderbolts bloomed, like blood spraying, falling from the sky.

The sword light that cut off the green dragon rushed into the sky, and then fell into the sky, directly slashing the sandstorm like a cover of earth and stones. The wind swept the universe, the sand and dust dissipated, and the temple was empty. The situation on the battlefield was clear at a glance, but it surprised everyone.

Zhang Qiyu stood in the middle of the high platform, the hat on his head had been broken, and although he was not seriously injured up and down, the long sword in his hand had been shattered, leaving only the hilt.

But it wasn't him who lost, the True Dragon King was nailed to the plaque at the gate of the main hall by a severed sword, his body was covered with scaly wounds, and there were more than a dozen hollows on his body, all of which were pierced by Zhang Qiyu's sword qi. Even though he has a divine martial soul body, he seems to have only one breath at this time.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the cyan sword in his hand fell, inserting into the stone slab.

Zhang Qiyu casually held it for a while, and a stream of true qi rushed out and rolled the cyan long sword, sucking it in his hand. One hand stroked the sword, and sighed lightly: "It is worthy of being a divine weapon left by the real dragon, which can block my sword qi." “

This sword is more than three feet long, the whole body is cyan, and the sword pattern on the top is like a piece of reverse scales, which is extremely extraordinary, and it is the divine weapon reverse scale sword used by the Taizu True Dragon Emperor Fu Ming of the Great Han Dynasty back then.

"Stop him, stop him!"

The roar of the emperor's light came from afar, the reverse scale sword can be called the treasure of the Great Han Dynasty, and only the true dragon kings of the past dynasties can hold it, that is, as the emperor, he can only borrow it to take a look.

If it falls into the hands of others, I really don't know what the consequences will be, which cannot be summed up simply by the word shame.

But now that the True Dragon King has been seriously injured, Tang Tianwei and Qin Tianye are also difficult to threaten. The army rushed in, although it had the strength to fight, but the premise was to leave the other party. At this moment, if Zhang Qiyu, who took the Reverse Scale Sword, wanted to leave, he didn't know who could stop him.

Everyone was shocked, and suddenly heard someone sigh lightly: "Respecting the martial arts is really as rumored, and it is beyond the reach of others." It's just that there are people outside the world, and if you are so arrogant, you will eventually suffer a loss. “

The voice seemed to be far away, not near, and I don't know where it came from, which was surprising.

Zhang Qiyu seemed to have discovered something, looked at the distant mountain, and smiled slightly: "I, Zhang Qiyu, have only suffered losses at the hands of Li Yunqing since the martial arts mastery, and if I can make me suffer, I am really grateful." I don't like to say much, if you want to stop me, come here, or I'll go away with the Reverse Scale Sword. “

There was a sigh in the distance, and I saw a huge crane flying again, its wings spread, afraid that it was more than ten meters.

Goblin...... Qin Shaofu was shocked, legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a demon clan in this world, and they were born with a mysterious and extremely powerful nature. There is even evidence that in the era of Emperor Shennong, there was still a demon clan, but it was not found later.

Nowadays, there are many places in this world where extremely powerful monsters exist, and even the strong men of the martial arts are not opponents, and they are said to be the descendants of demons.

Now a big crane that can talk suddenly appears, what is it if it is not a demon.

He was shocked, and only after the big crane flew closer did he find out the truth. It was not the crane that spoke, but the person on its back.

The beard and hair are all white, and the face is like a child's face, like a fairy among the gods, which is extremely extraordinary.

"Wow, the old immortals are all out!"

Someone snorted softly beside him, which startled Qin Shaofu, and when he looked at it again, it turned out to be Zhang Yang, this guy didn't know when he actually came here.

Immediately asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course, it's to see ......" Zhang Yang laughed dryly: "Of course, it's to reconnoiter the enemy." Hey, it's still your high ability, I almost died of exhaustion when I ran up. ”

Qin Shaofu didn't want to pick a thorn, so he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter with this old immortal?"

"Langshan Old Immortal Yun Lingzi, you don't even know!" Zhang Yang looked surprised: "Do you know why the True Dragon King is only known as the first divine martial general of the Great Han Dynasty, and not the first powerhouse?" is because there is still this old immortal. ”

"The old immortal has lived for I don't know how many years, and since he became famous, the sword immortal has been the third generation. It is rumored that he is a person who can use the power of heaven and earth and truly use the power of heaven and earth. If it weren't for the retreat and tribulation, why would it be so hard to fight against the demons. ”

"I didn't expect that he hadn't been out of Langshan for many years, and he would actually make a move because of this madman, and today can finally end. ”

At this time, Yun Lingzi had already taken the crane to the top of the Taimiao, looked at Zhang Qiyu and sighed softly.

Zhang Qiyu laughed loudly: "People say that thousand-year-old cranes, thousand-year-old turtles, I haven't eaten these two things." I don't know if you sit on this for only a thousand years, how it tastes. Why don't you make a bet, you win, I'll keep the sword, I'll win, you give me this bird!"

Yun Lingzi didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to persuade, shook the Buddha dust in his hand, and said lightly: "I only make one move, if you take it, you will win!"

Zhang Qiyu shook the anti-scale sword and grinned.

"My old Zhang only has one sword, if I can't knock you off this bird today, even if I lose!"

The temple was silent for an instant, and then a strong wind blew up.