Nine dragons, an unattainable existence, but Long Tian has a sense of pride, and in the future, he will be like the Sect Master of Zhan Tian to pick up a few swords and evolve the dragon's blood.

Thinking about it made De Longtian excited, clenched his fists, looked at the Zhantian Sect Master on the dragon chair, and muttered in his heart: "You are also my previous life, I can't be worse than you, worse, wretch." ”

Turning his eyes, he left Da Dang Feng a smile, it was so weird, Da Dang Feng couldn't understand the young man's smile, and he just looked at each other and smiled, and then led Long Tian to take the thing that belonged to the young man, the dragon drinking blood sword.

The breeze, the blue sky, a few white clouds, and the brilliant daylight, taking a deep breath, Long Tian thought, if it weren't for the wisp of dragon spirit in his body, then he might just be an ordinary boy, with this thing that changed his ordinary life, touched the dragon pattern on his chest, faintly glowing, he will live up to this God-given grace, destined to be extraordinary in his life, if it is ordinary, he really has to look at the endless white eyes of the big party wind next to him, and said: "Waste of the bag." ”

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On the road, bluestone slabs, as well as bird singing accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, Dong'a Xianzong is a good place to practice, the halls that pass by, have a magnificent momentum, especially the fairy sword hall, Long Tian stopped, there is a trace of wanting to enter the hall to find out, there is a giant sword in front of the hall, the majesty is shocking, the plaque is actually gold inlaid with jade, red pen and red characters, the word is like a sword move, elegant. There were thousands of swords flying in that hall, and the fighting spirit was high, and there were still fighting spirits colliding with each other. The first hall of Dong'a Xianzong is worthy of its name, so the champions of the previous Baitang battles returned to Xianjian Hall, or speak with strength, how many of them can be Xushi?

I don't know what kind of scene the martial arts hall is now, Long Tian really wants to go back and see, except for Xiao Feng and Qin Yun, other people are still practicing here. There is the strange old man with white eyebrows who let Long Tian wash his feet, he still cares about Long Tian very much; and the Zixia girl, who should be more watery now, and that Gu Mei'er, who is three points more bewitching than the least, is even more soul-grabbing; and those young men who chase after me are very, they should all become stronger; the only thing that will not change may be the old banyan tree.

Long Tian will go back to take a look, but now he has to go and get the sword, his partner, has been close to him for a year, I don't know if it is still so bloody?

"Where is my sword?" Long Tian asked about the big party style as he walked, and looked ahead, it was actually a female disciple, holding a jade flute in her hand, with a delicate posture, fluttering light yarn, walking by, and saluting to the big party style, he actually glanced at Long Tian, thoughtfully, Long Tian would not guess, the girl's mind really couldn't guess.

The girl who walked away turned her cheeks red, and only then did she remember the appearance of this young man, gritted her teeth, and muttered in her heart: "He is the champion of the Hundred Halls Battle, Long Tian." ”

Looking back, the young man had already walked away, but the back was left in the girl's heart, he was really good.

The girl went away, and the big party style said: "The sword life is also good, raising the sword with blood, and the treatment of the emperor in the sword." ”

That must be sharper, accompany me on another trip to the rivers and lakes, Long Tian smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and he actually sped up his steps, and he was a little anxious, wanting to touch the sword.

One side of the blood pool, boiling and bubbling, the fierce breath, bubbling layers of white gas, turned Long Tian's eyes red, and the dragon blood drinking sword actually stood in the center of the blood pool, terrifying.

This is a fierce sword! Long Tian frowned, even the aura of the sword changed, but Long Tian could also sense that this sword had become a lot more powerful, it was a living treasure, and it was not a problem to be able to unite the human sword and kill a demon dragon.

Da Dangfeng touched his beard, stared at the blood sword, and was silent.

Next to this blood pool, there is also a person standing, seeing the big party style is also a salute, this person is actually holding a plate of fresh blood in his hand, carrying a sword on his back, this person's breath is also very strong, at least this old man and Long Tian glanced at each other, Long Tian also couldn't figure out his bottom, and bowed to the old man, respecting the elderly, and also thanking him for treating the dragon to drink blood and the sword is not thin.

"Lao Huang, let's cast blood, we're here to get the sword. The vicissitudes of life in the big party style made the old yellow nod and poured the basin of blood in his hand into the pool of blood.

"The great party style, the blood of the ten demon beasts used to cast blood, there is still one that has not been obtained. Lao Huang frowned, lowered his head, and reported to the big party.

The big party wind looked at the blood pool cast into the blood and became boiling, and a stream of blood gas poured into the dragon drinking blood sword, and the dragon drinking blood sword actually trembled violently, wanting to leave this blood pool.

Da Dangfeng waved his hand and motioned for Lao Huang to raise his head, and said with crooked eyebrows: "It should be the pure dragon blood." ”

"Officially. The corners of Lao Huang's mouth hung an arc, and he answered honestly.

"Seek, seek, take the sword first, and someone will take the blood. Da Dangfeng touched his white beard, his old eyes stared at the young man on the side slightly, and Lao Huang also understood and stayed on Long Tian's body.

In Lao Huang's eyes, this young man has a heroic face, sword eyebrows and bones, and his breath is also very stable, so young is the cultivation of the first order of the Dou King, which really made Lao Huang look at it a few more times, with a word in his eyes: The young man is not a thing in the pool, he is the one who takes the sword.

The sword in the blood pool, bloody, trembling, restless, that basin of blood water into the pool, is actually the layer of white gas, full of bloody smell, vaguely able to feel that this blood is not ordinary blood, it must be the blood of a certain demon beast, there is such a temperament, the emperor-like treatment in the sword mentioned by the big party style, there is really no half a penny, but the treatment of this emperor is full of blood.

Lao Huang's name is Huang Yaozi, he can make alchemy, learn swords, and cast swords, but he is a strange person, only a member of Dong'a Xianzong, and has never gone down the mountain. ”

When the demonic aura of the blood in the blood pool faded away, the dragon blood-drinking sword gradually became quieter, and the eyes of the big party wind flashed with a fine light, and said: "Longtian Xiao'er, take the sword!"

Long Tian heard this, it was a dragon roar, the whole body was covered with dragon scales, the figure jumped, the dragon energy in his hand surged, it appeared in the sky above the blood pool, his eyes surged blood, the dragon claws held the long-lost dragon drinking blood sword, the fighting spirit gushed out, the blood pool was actually flooded with layers of ripples, a dragon roar, draw the sword out, a jump, a blood dance, a boulder collapsed, a good sword, so domineering.

"He is the owner of this sword, it seems that Lao Huang you have to accompany him down the mountain to find the dragon's blood. The big party style spit out, smiled, and waited for Lao Huang's reply.

"When my old bones were still moving, I went down the mountain to see that I had really been waiting for him for a long time. I also took my little granddaughter down the hill to have a look. Lao Huang smiled, a very relieved smile.

Lao Huang's little granddaughter, the girl of the Thin Sword Hall, Hu Rui, the little demon girl!

Long Tian bears the sword, listens to the search for the dragon's blood, laughs with his ears and eyes, and gets a yellow medicine, that is, there are three more heads and six arms, looking for the dragon's blood, what Long Tian wants, is just around the corner, and it is also another salute to Huang Yaozi: "Thank you Huang senior." ”