Chapter 17: The True Dragon Ancient Sword

After Li Shijiu pulled out the Spring Thunder Sword, the vision was shocking, the thunderclouds were like mountains, and ten thousand swords rang together, but the next moment, a roaring sound like a real dragon sounded, causing the thunderclouds to disintegrate, the sword light shattered, and the 120,000 swords hummed and trembled.

This made Li Shijiu extremely shocked, the sword nature is arrogant, and he would rather bend than bend, not to mention that these famous swords in the Burial Sword Valley are all divine soldiers above the power level, what makes them all tremble and whisper?

Li Shijiu held the Spring Thunder Sword tightly and looked into the distance.

In the distance, Wang Man looked at the sword he had drawn out, a little stunned.

This has to start from the beginning, when Li Shijiu found the Spring Thunder Sword, Wang Man was still choosing a sword, he spread his sense all the way, felt the will of various long swords in the Burial Sword Valley, and wanted to find a sword that best suited his style, and he didn't know how long he had been walking, and the long swords he had seen along the way were already thousands.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would have compromised a long time ago, and I would randomly find a sword that was okay, because such work was too boring, repetitive and boring, and I would have to risk being impacted by various kendo wills.

But Wang Man was not in a hurry at all, he was very patient, and went all the way like this.

One hundred and twenty-three thousand six hundred long swords, he almost finished reading them, and every sword had to be probed with his divine sense, and at the end, when Wang Man had almost finished the entire Burial Sword Valley, he suddenly saw a dark and unpretentious long sword, quietly inserted in the corner of a sea of swords, which looked inconspicuous.

His heart was shocked, his forehead was slightly hot, and a dragon horn tattoo faintly appeared.

After this dragon horn tattoo appeared, Wang Man suddenly felt extremely close to the dark and unpretentious long sword, and almost without thinking about it, he stepped forward and pulled it up.

Roar!

When it was inserted into the ground, the inconspicuous long sword, as soon as Wang Man pulled it out, suddenly let out a roar like a real dragon, and the sound wave swept away directly, covering the entire Burial Sword Valley.

Then, it caused the terrifying scene of thunderclouds shattering and ten thousand swords trembling and whispering.

Wang Man took the dark and unpretentious long sword in his hand, was stunned, and then touched his forehead, feeling a dragon horn tattoo appearing there, majestic, like the crown of the emperor.

This is the sign of the true dragon, Wang Man accepted the blood baptism of all spirits, and when the 100,000 totems were inherited, they were imprinted on his forehead, and then with the improvement of the realm, it slowly faded, but he didn't expect it to appear again at this time.

This made Wang Man's heart flash a thought: "Could it be ...... This is what Nineteen said, the True Dragon Ancient Sword!"

At the moment when this idea was generated, the dark and unpretentious long sword in Wang Man's hand suddenly bloomed with ten thousand sword rays, blazing and brilliant, soaring into the sky, white and boundless, submerging the entire Burial Sword Valley.

Ten Thousand Swords whispered, buzzing and trembling.

Subsequently, in the Valley of the Buried Sword, 123,600 long swords all rose from the ground on their own, staying densely in the air, and bowed to the place where Wang Man was.

The sword light is surging, undulating like the sea.

Among them, two long swords are the most conspicuous, one is the Dongqi ancient sword, and the other is the Tai'a ancient sword.

The Spring Thunder Sword in Li Shijiu's hand also shot out uncontrollably, rising into the air and bowing down with the swords.

He looked at the scene of Ten Thousand Swords worshipping and muttered, "The True Dragon Ancient Sword is the True Dragon Ancient Sword...... This sword has never been surrendered since it was obtained by the ancestor of the sword pool, because it is made of the scales of a true dragon, who can be qualified to control a true dragon? Unexpectedly, now I have seen this shocking scene. ”

At the same time, in several other places in the Burial Sword Valley, the little stone man tilted his head, opened his eyes wide, and muttered, "It's amazing." "It also holds a sword in its hand, as small and petite as its size, when the ten thousand swords rise into the air to worship the True Dragon Ancient Sword, this pocket small sword, impressive...... Nothing happens!

The violent gaze was a little deep, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the space and come to where Wang Man was.

A moment later, the vision vanished, and the 123,600 swords, with a chorus, all returned to their respective positions.

The dragon horn tattoo on Wang Man's forehead disappeared, and the true dragon ancient sword in his hand also returned to its original state, dark and unpretentious, but it had a dignified taste, he smiled slightly, and said to himself: "Good sword!"

The agitated mood was restrained by Wang Man in an instant.

He then held the True Dragon Ancient Sword in his hand and walked towards the outside of the Burial Sword Valley, and as soon as he walked out, he suddenly opened up, and a plain appeared in front of him, with green grass and colorful wildflowers, dotted with stars.

At the junction of heaven and earth in the distance, there are faint mountains undulating.

Wang Man sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for Li Nineteen, the violent walk, and the little stone man to come out of the Burial Sword Valley.

A moment later, a red light flashed at the mouth of the valley, and the rampaging snail took the lead out of the valley, and around its body, a long sword was suspended, crimson red, exuding a flame-like fiery meaning.

The little stone man also flew out, holding a small pocket sword in his hand.

Li Nineteen walked out last, and the thunder light on the Spring Thunder Sword flowed, setting him off like a god, controlling the thunder of the Ten Thousand Worlds, he looked at Wang Man, and then scolded with a smile: "I was still saying before that no one could find the three ancient swords in the Burial Sword Valley, and I never thought that as soon as you entered it, you would bring out the most precious True Dragon Ancient Sword." ”

Ran away and watched coldly, nodding slightly, Li Shijiu is the real heir of the sword pool, but the best ancient sword in his own sword pool was taken by an outsider, no matter who it is, it is inevitable that there is something strange in his heart, but he is frank and open, his demeanor is not the slightest fake, and he was obtained by Wang Man to go to the real dragon ancient sword, and he did not suffer from gains and losses, jealousy and hatred.

This makes Li Shijiu magnificent, and ordinary people must not be like this.

Wang Man laughed: "Good luck, no way." ”

Li Shijiu smiled and said, "If you get cheap, you can sell it!" Then he looked at the rampage and the little stone man, and when he saw the long sword in their hands, he was slightly shocked: "The sword you have chosen to protect the path is also quite extraordinary." ”

Xiao Shiren touched his head and asked happily, "Really?"

Li Shijiu nodded and affirmed: "Well, although I don't know these two swords, with the intuition I have cultivated over the years of sword practice, I can completely feel the extraordinary." ”

The little stone man cheered, hugged the pocket sword, and narrowed his eyes happily.

Rampage said with a smile: "My sword, called the Great Red Burning Sword, is the sword of a monk who specialized in flames tens of thousands of years ago. ”

Li Shijiu had long known that the rampage was extraordinary, and he didn't think it was strange at the moment, and exclaimed: "Da Chi Burning Sword, good name!"

Wang Man asked at this time: "Nineteen, we have all chosen our own Dao Protector Sword, so what do we need to do next step in choosing our own Dao Enlightenment Sword?"

Hearing this, Li Shijiu's face became slightly serious, and he said, "The Sword of Enlightenment is in the Sword Fetal Forest in front of you. ”

After speaking, he pointed to the end of this grassland, the junction of heaven and earth.