Chapter 205: Underground Dragon Corpse
The boy sat upright on the ground, the golden clothes hunting, the flames were excluded three feet away, and a series of clanging sounds came from his body, as if a huge hammer was striking.
One is like a thousand, and ten is ten thousand, which is the effect of the introduction of "Ten Thousand Tempering Hammer Body Skills". With continuous tempering, the physical strength of the teenager is increasing little by little.
"Get started in three days......"
The old man looked at the young man in amazement, his eyes full of complexity and shock. Originally, it was expected that it would take at least three or four months for the teenager to get started, but he didn't expect that in just three days, he had already successfully cultivated the "Ten Thousand Temper Hammer Body Skills".
Staring at the young man, the old man fell into deep thought.
"This young man seems to have a very high talent on the way to refining his body, otherwise it would be impossible to reach more than 70,000 catties of physical strength at such an age. At this kid's age, if he continued to cultivate on the way to refining his body, he was expected to reach the limit of his body refining. The old man muttered.
Suddenly!
The old man's eyes narrowed, and he shouted in a low voice, "What are you doing here?" ”
"Uncle Sword Master!"
Two old men in silver robes swept in, one tall and one short, and immediately bowed their hands respectfully to the old man, with a trace of embarrassment on their faces.
"Don't talk nonsense, I ask you what you're here for?" The old man said in a deep voice.
"I heard that something happened to the Sword Palace, so I'll be ordered to take a look."
"Did Senior Brother Sect Master ask you to come?" The old man frowned, "Didn't I already say it, don't come in at will?" ”
The two silver-robed old men smiled bitterly, they didn't want to come, this old man had a strange temper and liked to play drunk. Although his strength is comparable to theirs, they are all half-step martial artists, but this old man's seniority is terrifyingly high, and he is the sect master and junior disciple of this outer sect.
Fortunately, it has been more than 70 years since this sword elder was punished to guard the sword hall, as long as there is good wine, the sword elder will not cause trouble in the outer sect. The two silver-robed old men didn't have much contact with this sword elder, and if it weren't for the accident in the Sword Hall this time, they wouldn't have been ordered to come over.
For the sword elder, the two silver-robed old men don't know much.
However, according to rumors in the sect, Jian Lao was once expected to break through the level of Martial Venerable, but for some reason, he was reluctant to break through and had been wandering around half-step Martial Venerable.
This surprised many people, you know, once you become a martial artist, it is a top master, if the two silver-robed old men have the opportunity to break through, they can't wait to break through, how can they stay at the half-step martial arts level.
If you don't break through for a long time, you will miss the opportunity to break through, and it is rumored that Jian Lao may not be able to break through in his life because he missed that opportunity.
"Okay, there was some accident in the sword refining pool, I'm dealing with it, you guys go out." The sword elder waved his hand.
"Uncle Shi! What happened to the Sword Palace? The tall silver-robed old man asked.
"Didn't you say that there was an accident in the sword refining pool? How? You don't even believe my words? The old man stood up, staggering, as if drunk, and his blushing face was full of anger.
The two silver-robed old men are half-step martial artists, so they naturally will not be afraid of the sword elders. But for some reason, they felt that Jian Lao had a terrifying majesty on his body, and that feeling was like facing the sect master. No, it has already surpassed the suzerain.
However, Jian Lao's cultivation was still not much different from theirs.
"Since Uncle Shi is dealing with it, then I'll go back later."
"If there is anything, I hope Uncle Shi will tell me as much as possible."
The two silver-robed old men retreated respectfully, glanced at the fire domain, and saw a young man cultivating, but secretly paid attention to it, and then turned around and left.
In the passage, two silver-robed old men walked side by side.
"I'll just say it, Uncle Sword Master has a weird temper, and if you don't want to come, you'll almost be scolded." The short silver-robed old man sighed.
"I remember, when I used to get started, Uncle Sword Master wasn't like this?" The tall silver-robed old man said.
When they joined the Immortal Sword Sect, they already knew the name of the Sword Elder, and naturally they had seen it. Although there is not much intersection, the old sword in the past is an upright person, just like the sword in his hand, he is called the sword king.
It's just that for some reason, later Jian Lao degenerated, stopped cultivating, became moody, and often got drunk.
"I remember that it seems to be because of one thing, when Uncle Shi was young, it seemed that there was a confidante in the Tianshuang Palace in Beizhou. It's just that for some reason, that confidante never appeared again. ”
"Hey...... It's been more than a hundred years. ”
"Don't mention that. The young man who cultivated inside seemed to be a disciple of the Lightsaber Palace. ”
"Uncle Shi is protecting the Dharma for him."
"Didn't Uncle Shi swear that he would never accept apprentices?"
"Who knows, it is estimated that Uncle Shi has changed his mind, seeing that this young man is good, he may want to take him as an apprentice." Neither of them said anything more, but they had some special thoughts.
In particular, the majesty contained in the sword elder's angry face made these two elders feel extremely pressured. It is very likely that Jian Lao has already broken through to become a martial artist, but he just didn't tell anyone. Since Jian Lao didn't say it, the two elders wouldn't run around casually, otherwise they would provoke Jian Lao, and they wouldn't be able to eat and leave.
The fire domain is surrounded by sword path marks, each of which is dim and uncertain, as if it may be broken at any time, but it is full of amazing toughness, no matter how the flames burn, these sword path marks cannot be eaten, this is arranged by the sword elder.
Thundered......
The Fire Domain suddenly trembled.
"It's coming......" Jian Lao's eyes lit up, and he quickly looked at where Ye Xiang was sitting.
Disturbed!
A strong sense of uneasiness surged into Ye Xiang's heart, and he immediately stopped cultivating, and his physique reached about seventy-three thousand catties.
The flames around them were agitated, like boiling water, dancing wildly. The force squeezed by the surrounding flames began to increase, originally only close to 70,000 catties, but in an instant, it broke through 70,000 catties, and the pressure was still increasing.
Click......
Ye Xiang's body bones made a crisp sound, which was a sign that the external pressure had exceeded 73,000 catties, and it had reached the limit of what he could bear. Although the external pressure did not increase much, a little increase made Ye Xiang very painful.
"Hold back! Don't move. Jian Lao said.
"I want to move too......"
Ye Xiang replied, the surrounding flames were oppressed, as if they were trapped between the mountain walls, and the surrounding mountain walls were slowly moving and squeezing. Not to mention moving, now it is difficult for Ye Xiang to even move his fingers, and he feels mortal danger.
The ground shook violently, and the flames in the fire domain rushed in unison, turning into a huge tornado of flames, and the scorching flames turned from fiery red to blue, and finally almost transparent. This is the temperature of the flame that has been polymerized to an extremely high level.
Instantly!
Ye Xiang was sucked into it by the flame tornado.
The temperature inside was so high that even the Jin Yanyi on his body could not resist it, and it began to burn. This is still second, the pressure around him has reached 80,000 catties, Ye Xiang's skin has been cracked, and the blood has not yet flowed out, it has been steamed.
Rumble......
The underside of the tornado collapsed.
A huge head stretched out, it was a dragon, a one-horned evil dragon, although the body was transparent, but the mouth part was made of two scales and shields, and among the sharp teeth, wisps of divine fire were swimming. The evil dragon roared, and the terrifying sound wave shook Ye Xiang's seven orifices and bled out.
"Sure enough, that old guy cheated me......" Although Ye Xiang had already guessed that there would be danger, he didn't expect to face such a life and death crisis.
This is a dragon shield, it is simply a bloodthirsty dragon.
Although it was only a piece of dragon scale, Ye Xiang felt that this dragon scale was full of bloodthirsty **, and as long as any creature appeared, it would be devoured by it.
Recite......
A huge golden sword slashed across the air, and at the moment when Ye Xiang was about to be devoured by the evil dragon, it slashed on the dragon scales, and the sound of gold and iron clashing shocked Ye Xiang and almost fainted.
The evil dragon roared in rage, but when he saw the huge golden sword, his eyes were full of fear, and he was about to burrow into the ground.
"Where to go."
The old sword came into the air, the flames were difficult to touch, and one hand stretched out, and a huge golden sword with a handle slashed through the fire domain, and shot out in unison, surrounding the flame tornado.
The dragon transformed by dragon scales has also been blocked.
While shocking the strength of the sword elder, Ye Xiang really wanted to give this old guy a kick, because he was also in the flame tornado, and the old guy actually wanted to lock him inside.
If you are sealed inside, you will be burned by the flames, even if you are not devoured by the dragon. The golden clothes on Ye Xiang's body were about to be burned out, and the scorching heat made Ye Xiang's skin blackened, and even his flesh and blood were about to be cooked.
The top and top of the head were blocked, and a golden sword shot from below, which was almost blocking the way......
Rumble......
Ye Xiang gritted his teeth and waved his arms, smashed out with a punch, and the silver moon Xianglong turned out, and at that moment, the bronze fragments in his body trembled violently, and the ancient mystical rhyme was transmitted into Ye Xiang's body, and countless ancient patterns formed a character.
Each character contains a mystery, and these characters unite into a giant hand.
The giant hand of the dragon was captured, and the cover was pressed down, and on the ancient land, ten thousand dragons bowed their heads. Even if it was a divine dragon, it could not resist the capture of this giant hand.
The Secret Archive of the Dragon......
Ye Xiang's heart shook wildly, and the moment he saw those characters, there were bursts of enlightenment in his body. Ye Xiang had the idea of sitting cross-legged immediately and understanding it well, but now that the situation was critical, he could only suppress it. Under the mysterious power of these characters, the flames around Ye Xiang disappeared.
Boom......
Ye Xiang rushed out of the golden sword with his strength, impartially, and fell into the cave where the evil dragon appeared.
Underneath that cave, Ye Xiang saw a huge body...... Like a hill...... With a single horn and shimmering scales throughout, it was a dragon. No, a dragon corpse to be exact, because it has lost its life.
At the moment when Ye Xiang fell, the cave disappeared.
And the cage turned into a huge golden sword sealed the dragon scales.
"Haha, I finally caught you."
The old sword raised his head and laughed, and suddenly his smile froze, "No, what about that kid...... It's over, forget about that kid. What about people? Shouldn't it be burned......" Ye Xiang was not found, and the old man was full of guilt.
"Since there was an accident, let Zongnai treat his relatives well when the time comes." Elder Jian sighed.