The flying blood dragon banner was full of arrogance, and he approached Xuandong with his head held high.

Returning from glory, Jiu Tian looked cold and arrogant, holding a blood sword on his back, his eyes looked straight ahead, and the flattery and envy around him were directly filtered out, he couldn't stay in this little bit of joy of success, he wanted to become stronger, stronger than those demonic boys of the headquarters wine clan, stronger than the demonic boys of the other five relict clans, he had a competitive heart.

Xuandong, almost everyone remembered this name, Jiutian, the son of Bloodfall, the proud son of Xuandong, the champion of the Quartet Clan, walked into Xuandong City, and looked at the young man on the back of the black horse with a little awe.

"Mom, I want to be as powerful as the Fallen Emperor in the future. ”

"It's a strong breath. ”

"If only I could marry Jiutian in the future. ”

......

The focus character, the object, enjoyed the wine, he knew that he would continue to move forward and create more legends, and now all he needed to do was to progress and practice.

The bright moon was in the sky, tossing for a few days of wine, with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, habitually lying quietly on the stone altar. The experience of these few days can make the wine day quiet, think about it, and good luck seems to have been with him all the time.

"Long Jin?"

"Dragon's Blood?"

"Dragon Drinking Blood Sword?"

"And the dragon shadow?"

"And the dragon pattern on your chest?"

The night sky is full of stars, a curved moon is sprinkled with a faint light, and the face is still a little cold and beautiful.

"Good guy, it's not easy. A crisp, familiar voice came to my ears. Through the moonlight, a pair of watery eyes, fluttering long hair, and a faint fragrance, it is very beautiful.

"Sister-in-law, I haven't seen you for a few days, you're more beautiful, I don't know how many talented young people are devoted to you, salivating, and giving a dowry. Jiu Tian immediately got up and sat down, teasing with a dog's tail in his mouth.

"Oh, light, it hurts!" "The jade hand grabbed his ears, Jiu Tian only felt pain at the root of his ears, and in front of his sister-in-law Jiu Ling'er, this demonic young man could only be caught.

"When I came back, I just wanted to marry your sister-in-law, is your sister-in-law so easy to marry?"

"It's not that easy to get married. "Being twisted in the ear, the wine can't struggle. It's not that it's not easy to get married, it's that she doesn't want to marry at all, she is waiting for someone, someone who lives in the depths of her heart.

"I really don't know, that person called Jiu Xiaoyao took my sister-in-law's soul away, but unfortunately I haven't seen him yet. Jiutian said lightly, which made Ling'er let go of her hand and let go of Jiutian.

"He'll be back. Ling'er's watery eyes were as bright as stars in the sky, and there were faint ripples in her heart.

"Daddy asked me to tell you, prepare to go into the valley with me, and have a good rest. The delicate voice drifted away.

"Drink freely, wicked. Jiu Tian smiled faintly, he had heard the deeds of Jiu Yao, participated in the clan competition, although he failed to win the championship, but the peerless cultivation talent made him participate in the competition of the six ancient relics on behalf of the wine clan, and he never returned. Some people say that he died like this, and some people say that he was chosen by the Gate of Immortals and stepped into the Gate of Cultivating Immortals, and Jiu God knows that his sister-in-law has been waiting for this man.

Jiutian, holding a bloody sword, looked up at the stars, and unconsciously only heard the sound of insects around him......

A man with a strong and domineering breath, a man who looks like a god in the sky, a secret room, holding a dragon and drinking blood sword.

Swaddle baby with watery eyes......

The dragon drank the blood sword, and the blood light emerged, and it slashed the ground, an eternal sword mark.

Under the cold moon, between the lightning flashes, blood stained the sword, and a corpse lay under the man, bathing in blood. Fighting alone, singing all the way to blood, a dragon-shaped human body, a pair of bloody eyes and how similar it is to the wine sky. The more you fight, the more courageous, the man and the sword become one, a long sword like a blood-red dragon shuttles, under the cold moon at night, the black shadow of the road falls, the blood melts the long sword, and it also stains the compound, the ground is full of messes, and the corpses are scattered all over the field. Jiutian's mind appeared and changed, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but he held the blood-red sword in his hand tightly, and it also glowed blood-red. Suddenly, one after another soft swords fell from the sky, enveloping the blood-red long sword in it, and the surging fighting qi suddenly burst out.

Boom!

Buzzing in his ears, a figure was like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood from his mouth, crumbling, and a blood-red long sword pierced the sky and stabbed at the center of Jiutian's eyebrows.

"Don't!" Jiu Tian suddenly opened his eyes, and a blood-red figure floated above the stone altar.

"Child, you're awake. "Red eyebrows, a proud air.

"Who are you, old-timer?"

"Sword Spirit Dragon Drink!" said the old man Ku pointed to the Dragon Drink Blood Sword in Jiu Tian's hand. Jiu Tian knows that the gods of heaven and earth have their own souls, and the sword spirit is what the divine sword has.

"I've been waiting for you for thirteen years. ”

"Wait for me?"

"Yes, waiting for you to do what you didn't finish. ”

"Unfinished?"

"The hatred of killing the father, the hatred of destroying the door, the path of finding the soul. ”

"I don't understand. ”

"I drink the spirit of the blood sword for the dragon family's divine sword, and you are the spirit son of the dragon family, and you have the dragon spirit immortal spirit of the dragon family in your body. The old man's old hand brushed over, and above the stone altar emerged: a mighty general, a baby in swaddling clothes, and a courtyard full of killing.

......

In the end, the mighty general fell in a pool of blood, and his eyes were not closed until he died, still so bright and proud.

"Your Long family was wiped out, and you were taken out of the Xuan Domain by your father's sworn brother Heavenly Wolf, and the one who fell in a pool of blood was your Long Tian's father, the Xuandong God of War. The old man Lan Lan said, his eyes full of pity.

"Long Tian?"

"Dragon Heaven! It's not Jiutian, but you have an inextricable relationship with the Blood Dragon of the Wine Clan, so to speak, you have his blood on you, and I am also the Demon Sword Sword Spirit made by his blood. The old man slowly closed his eyes. The wine sky was chaotic, he was a little confused, and he couldn't believe it, but the fact he knew was that he was a skyfall baby who had been brought back to the wine clan.

"What I said today, maybe you will naturally know the truth in the future, I am actually just one side of the sword spirit dragon drink, the other side is very evil, he will slowly recover with the growth of your killing qi. ”

"Oh?" Jiutian touched the back of his head, full of confusion.

"So your goal is not only to become stronger, embark on the path of cultivating immortals, and cultivate the gate of immortals, but also to take revenge, uphold justice, and save the entire interface. The old man was excited, and a pair of chaotic eyes locked tightly on the wine sky, and the wine sky seemed to be frozen.

Jiu Tian could see the old man's perseverance from the old man's eyes, and from Jiu Tian's intuition, he nodded, even if what the old man said was false, Jiu Tian was willing to become stronger, willing to support justice, do something for the world, and leave something.

The old man disappeared indifferently, and a beam of blood light poured into the dragon drinking blood sword, a long sword, and the light was fierce.

"Where am I from? Am I really Long Tian?"

Jiutian looked at the white sky, stood on the ground with a long sword, held a Buddhist bead in his hand, and the strange dragon pattern on his chest, his young heart, and shouted for a long time: "Ah......!"