The Dragon Palace was suspended in mid-air, and the surging vitality around it turned into the deep sea, and the clouds and mist turned into seawater.

The undercurrent surging in the deep sea, as if to stop all enemies, only the dragon palace was shining, and the dragon shadows were moving in the dragon palace, and the surging dragon power was best a blazing beacon smoke, which continued to rise, and even rushed out of the dragon palace, broke through the deep sea, and then suspended in the sky.

There are both brilliant and majestic, and there is also gold and splendor, and the blood-colored mist in the sky reflects a dazzling brilliance......

After the Taichong token shattered, a divine power was stimulated, reflecting the reflection of the real Taichong Dragon Monarch.

The Taichong Sea is extremely vast, even more vast than the Sifang Sea, and the same is true of the Dragon Palace.

When the Taichong Dragon Palace appeared in the void, the unimaginable spirit filled the heavens and the earth, cutting off everything.

The coercion from the higher beings made the air around them extremely viscous.

Walking in it at night, it was as if it was being pulled by a heavy vitality, and it was extremely slow.

Ying Xuanguang, the eldest prince of Taichonghai, has fled into the Taichong Dragon Palace.

He was also entrenched on a dragon pillar, and the blood dripping from his body dripped down and dyed the dragon pillar red.

Ying Xuanguang's eyes passed through the gate of the Dragon Palace, which was a hundred feet high, and fell directly on Lu Jing, which was also full of evil qi and killing intent.

"After the spirit tide, I didn't bleed again."

Ying Xuanguang's mind flowed, and the terrifying dragon coercion in the Dragon Palace made Ying Xuanguang's heart feel much more peaceful.

"With this reflection of the Dragon Palace, there are Dragon Monarchs, Dragon Generals, and Dragon King Phantoms here, just wait for me to resume my cultivation, and I only need to guide the power of many blood sacrifices...... It's Lu Jing who reflects Chen Yuanxing, and what can he do if he reflects the Dragon Slaying Platform? ”

Ying Xuanguang's huge dragon body tightly wrapped around the dragon pillar, and in the depths of this incomparably wide dragon palace, when the shadows gradually receded, in addition to the huge body of Taichong Dragon Monarch, traces of real dragons appeared.

Those real dragon eyes were glowing with cold light, entrenched in the depths of this dragon palace, and the continuous coercion burst out from the dragon palace, and a low dragon chant seemed to be carrying out some kind of grand praise, praising the dragons in the world, and also praising the Taichong Dragon Monarch in the Taichong Sea.

Taichong Longjun lowered his dragon head, and the light that burst out of his eyes was grand and sacred, and it was extremely noble.

Everywhere the eye passed, even the sea water formed by the Yuan Qi was frozen, and the outside of the Dragon Palace became a solid ice.

"Since it's you again, why don't you enter my Taichong Dragon Palace?"

Taichong Longjun's voice came slowly, exploding from the deep sea, and the violent dragon power almost reached an extreme.

Zhaoye's body trembled, and a burst of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The coercion from the bloodline personality made it breathless, and it also made it stay in the deep sea of vitality, unable to continue to move forward.

Rumble!

In the Dragon Palace, the sound of dragon groans was everywhere, accompanied by hundreds of real dragons laughing.

One by one, the dragon's gaze flew out of the Dragon Palace and landed on Lu Jing, his eyes full of sneers.

The Taichu Dragon Palace is here, the coercion is suddenly revealed, there is no Dragon Monarch's grace, how can a mere Yuan Shen monk who has just stepped into the star can step into the Dragon Palace?

Even if this young Yuan Shen Monk reflected the Yuan Xing, so did the Dragon Slaying Platform.

Lu Jing rode the night like this, stopped in the deep sea, and looked at the Dragon Palace in the distance.

The eldest prince Ying Xuanguang also flashed a trace of ridicule in his eyes.

"Obviously standing on a high place, but because of those dirty and despicable creatures who have a grudge with the dragon clan, today you reflected the dragon slaying platform, and even attracted the attention of the dragon dragon of Luolong Island, and attracted the killing thoughts of the dragons in the world......"

"It won't be long before there will be a truly powerful dragon genus in the vast world to come to this river middle road, Lu Jing, you won't be able to live long!"

Ying Xuanguang has no fear.

Luo Shubai, who was hundreds of miles away, frowned slightly.

Nan Heyu had also arrived in a hurry, and when she saw the deep sea of vitality in the void in the distance, the glorious Dragon Palace, and the pale face on a white horse, but like a divine jade, her eyes flashed a little stunned.

Now that she looked up at the sky.

Faintly, the divine fire in her body became dim, and a star hung high, as if thousands of stars beyond the clouds had become dim.

Wisps of thunder and starlight fell straight down, which contained the battle between heaven and earth, and the law of the universe, and fell directly on Mr. Lu Jing in front of him.

"It's really one of the Nine Element Stars...... Gou Chen! ”

A burst of brilliance flashed in Nan Heyu's eyes, and then dimmed again.

Those who reflect the Yuan Star are counted in the world.

I still remember that not long ago, Nan Heyu went to Lu's house on Changning Street, hid behind the middle hall of the Champs Water Pavilion, and secretly looked at Lu Jing, still thinking in his heart about how he would withdraw from the marriage so as not to hurt this ordinary young man.

But...... But after more than a year, the ordinary boy in the past has grown into a towering tree.

Compared with him, the gap between himself and him is getting bigger and bigger......

"This is too majestic, the reflection of the Dragon Palace is too majestic, and the power of the dragon genus is too strong, Mr. Lu Jing should not attack it, so as not to hurt himself."

Luo Shubai glanced at Nan Heyu, and reminded Lu Jing in the flow of the primordial spirit.

Zhaoye had stopped, Lu Jingyuan looked at the Taichong Sea Dragon Palace, looked at the many dragons in the Dragon Palace and the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang.

The rain summoning sword next to his shoulder was striking.

The golden law thunder, controlled by the Thunder Divine Power, burst out one after another thunder snakes, dripping thunder pulp.

But when those thunder snakes, thunder pulp, and unimaginable dragon coercion in the void collided, they turned into puffs of smoke and dissipated in an instant.

Taichong Longjun is so powerful!

Even when it comes to the greatness of the world, he is also the existence of the peak.

At this moment, when the Taichong Token reflected the phantom of the Dragon Palace, the power of the Dragon Monarch, and the majesty of hundreds of dragons, Lu Jing seemed to be unable to move an inch.

"Celestial dragon coercion?"

Lu Jing was still holding the wind blowing knife in his hand, and when he stopped at night, Lu Jing touched Ying Xuanguang's sneering gaze.

He suddenly flicked his sleeves slightly, and the hollow pattern on his arm flashed with a burst of brilliance.

In an instant, there was already an extra piece of straw paper in front of Lu Jing's eyes, and there was pen and ink suspended next to the straw paper.

"The so-called noble true dragon is just a group of monsters entrenched in the deep sea, swallowing the spirits of heaven and earth, and doing evil things, and they should not be honored, and they are no different from ghosts."

Lu Jing reached out and took the pen from the void.

The brush was old and faded, but the two extremely hard words on the tip of the pen were still clear.

"Hold your heart!"

The heart-holding pen fell into Lu Jing's hands, and the pen was dipped in ink!

Luo Shubai, who was watching this scene, suddenly brightened his eyes and asked Nan Heyu on the side: "I heard that Mr. Lu Jing's pen and ink are extraordinary, and he can even brew visions in calligraphy and painting, and even kill ghosts?" ”

Nan Heyu nodded lightly.

She still remembered the cloud dragon head picture that Lu Jing had drawn earlier in the Flower Pavilion.

Luo Shubai rubbed the seven-foot jade tool on his waist, his eyes were serious, and his eyes fell on Lu Jing.

"Calligraphy and painting are unique, and swords are unique."

"I have long heard of the proud name of Taixuansan, but in fact, Mr. Lu Jing has long been able to afford the title of the fourth proud."

Luo Shubai was sincerely admired.

Nan Heyu on the side suddenly said loudly: "Da Fu San is proud, the white clothes of the sword have already left Taixuanjing, and he is unwilling to step into Taixuanjing.

This is too Xuanjing's proud name, unlucky. ”

Luo Shubai reacted, but he didn't turn his head to look at Nan Heyu.

He knew, and then he was afraid that Lu Jing would also leave Taixuanjing.

Just when the two of them exchanged thoughts, when Lu Jing was about to put pen to paper!

In the Taichong Dragon Palace, a more vast coercion bloomed from it.

"Lu Jing, calligraphy and painting are small paths, Long Jun has never asked you to paint, how can you put pen to paper?"

In the Taichong Dragon Palace, a dragon king of the lake and sea shouted angrily.

The frenzied coercion became more and more terrifying, and from the central Taichong Dragon Monarch, the chaotic and terrifying power was like a thousand tents and ravines, standing horizontally around Lu Jing.

The clouds and mist locked Lu Jing's body, making it impossible for Lu Jing to put pen to paper at all.

"Tianlong is in front of you, but you are compared to the dragon, it is really bold."

The eldest prince Ying Xuanguang sneered and was about to speak.

Lu Jing ...... But suddenly there was a flash of light.

In his mind, the bright green life grid that represented righteousness like a rainbow life grid was a great work.

Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds!

In just a moment, a burst of aura flashed on Lu Jing's body.

All of a sudden, a thick righteous qi lingered around the road police, and the terrifying dragon coercion was impacted by Haoran Qi, and it suddenly collapsed.

Righteousness is like a rainbow!

Poisonous drugs and evil obstacles should not invade the body, and the evil demons will retreat when they see it.

Lu Jing thought of the scene of the river and the Dragon Palace, remembered the wisps of white bones, and looked directly at Ying Xuanguang: "The so-called Heavenly Dragon, entrenched in the dark places of the deep sea, but compared to the noble spirit, performing blood sacrifices, what is the difference between this and the ghostly spirit?" ”

"The glamorous and ghostly people also want to stop me from writing?"

Lu Jing snorted coldly, and his aura shone brightly, and he also turned into a tornado, and the terrifying dragon power suddenly became much lighter.

Lu Jing held a heart-holding pen, and the tip of the pen fell on the straw paper.

His unbridled cursive script reappeared, each stroke was wild, but it had the courage to stir the deep sea and ride into the sky!

Luo Shubai and Nanhe Yu Shennian fell into their eyes, and looked straight at the words on the papyrus.

Immediately, the eyes of the two of them condensed slightly, and Luo Shubai, who was originally rubbing the seven-foot jade tool, couldn't help but take a step forward, holding the hilt of the seven-foot jade jade tool on his waist.

He couldn't help but softly recite the four lines of words written by Lu Jing on the papyrus!

"Play songs and smash the Dragon's Palace, and stir up the five seas."

"The sword is the true dragon's nest in the deep sea, and the sunset is a thunderbolt."

"When the sword goes thousands of miles in the air, the wind and rain are surging and the thunder is rough."

"The sword qi has become the king and go, where there is a real dragon, kill the real dragon!"

Lu Jing's eyes were serious, and his body was full of golden light.

As he put down his pen, the sword qi, vitality, thunder, and wind and rain on his body that were originally suppressed by the power of the dragon genus ...... All rose in the blink of an eye.

Luo Shubai chanted softly, but his breath gradually thickened.

A look of horror flashed in his eyes......

Nanhe rain on the side also reacted instantly.

"It's a dragon-slaying poem!"

"The sword qi has become the king and goes, there is a real dragon to kill the real dragon, Mr. Lu Jing...... Want to slay the world's most dragons? ”

The famous sword Qian Xiushui suspended beside Nan Heyu, and Luo Shubai's seven-foot jade tool seemed to sense Lu Jing's grand ambition, and for a while, these two famous swords that were passed down all over the world continued to tremble and emit a sword sound.

They also seem to be excited, and they also want to participate in the dragon slaying event.

Luo Shubai looked down at the seven-foot jade tool on his waist, and his right hand still fell on the hilt of the seven-foot jade sword.

This is the young kendo Tianjiao of Yuxing Island glanced at the seven-foot jade tool very softly, but suddenly let go.

The seven-foot jade is about to be unsheathed, and the thousand beautiful water will also turn into a streamer and will go towards the land scene.

But at this time......

Lu Jing suddenly turned his head and shook his head slightly.

The light on the body of Qianqiu Water and Seven-foot Jade suddenly dissipated, becoming more and more peaceful.

However, the piece of straw paper in front of Lu Jing's eyes had already flown deeper into the deep sea of Yuan Qi and flew into the Dragon Palace.

The night neighed, the horse's body no longer trembled, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

Lu Jing touched the horsemane and asked in a low voice, "Have you ever drunk dragon blood and chewed dragon meat?" ”

The eldest prince's face on the dragon pillar changed.

Taichong, who was originally so close that he was recuperating, Long Jun also opened his eyes suddenly.

"Let's go!"

Lu Jing spoke slowly.

The papyrus was ...... Sword qi surged, thunder roared!

Play a song and smash the Dragon's Palace, and stir up the sea in all directions!

It's like a god man settling down and crushing the Dragon Palace.

It's like a tornado of sword qi, stirring up the sea of five directions.

The deep sea of vitality that was originally suppressed and frozen by the Taichong Dragon Monarch and hundreds of true dragons suddenly stirred up wild waves.

And on the phantom of the Taichong Dragon Palace, the sword qi swept by, the golden law thundered down, and the heavenly hook Chen starlight blessed Lu Jing's body, and the frenzied vitality condensed in an instant, and burst out again.

The next moment......

Luo Shubai and Nan Heyu saw an amazing scene.

In the distance, he was grabbing Chen Shan's bone collar and fleeing, and Chu Yeshan, who was staring at the treasure mirror in amazement, saw that the glorious and majestic Taichong Dragon Palace phantom collapsed.

The countless entrenched true dragon coercion, under the aura of the papyrus poems, instantly became dim.

Shine the night with her head held high and step into the collapsing dragon palace.

And on the top, Taichong Longjun had already opened his eyes, and he stared at the landing scene...

"Where is there a real dragon, slay the real dragon?"

Lu Jing shook his head: "Only kill the dragon, if this dragon is a dragon, it is the heavenly dragon, I will also kill it, not only to raise the fearless sword spirit in the heart, but also to raise the light and thunder." ”

The eldest prince Ying Xuanguang gasped frantically.

Taichong Longjun didn't look at Ying Xuanguang, his dragon beard floated in the phantom of the Dragon Palace, and asked: "The law of blood sacrifice has become a general trend, do you think that only the dragon is doing the blood sacrifice?"

You destroyed the Longpan Formation today, there are still thousands of blood sacrifice places in the world, and you can't dismantle the Blood Sacrifice Formation. ”

"Even if this blood sacrifice formation is dismantled, the Dao creatures in the river will be better? Under the great drought, the sun is shining, the plants and trees are rotting, and the wind and rain are not coming, what can you do? ”

Lu Jing heard Taichong Longjun's question, but he didn't answer.

Just look down at the Wind Calling Sword and Rain Calling Sword on his waist.

Walking to the realm of shining stars, the road to calling for wind and rain has been ...... Not far away.

So, Lu Jing raised his head and waved his hand slightly, and the behemoth Taichong Longjun's voice dissipated.

The dragon pillar collapsed, and the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang fell to the dry earth.

The Thunder Dragon Slaying Platform behind Lu Jing was still shining.

But I saw him flick his fingers lightly, and the Thunder Dragon Slaying Platform also fell to the ground.

Lu Jing flicked his sleeves, the clouds and rain suddenly appeared, and under the condensation of vitality, there was a Bodhisattva Dharma appearance that also turned into a hundred zhang in size.

He picked up Ying Xuanguang's dragon head and placed it on the dragon slaying trough.

Lu Jing clenched the handle of the Hufeng Knife and pulled out the long knife.

He came to Ying Xuanguang's side and raised the wind sword, but he vaguely sensed that two eyes fell on him from an extremely long distance.

A gaze came from the sky, from the dragon slaying platform, and that gaze was full of patrols and appreciation.

The other gaze seemed to come from a grand ocean, this gaze was old, but full of murderous thoughts.

Lu Jing still had a mighty aura shining on the heavens and the earth, and he ignored these two gazes.

Ying Xuanguang's eyes widened and he was about to speak.

Click!

The wind blowing knife fell, and the prince of Taichonghai, who had a sevenfold appearance and reflected the heavenly dragon, was beheaded by the dragon, and the dragon's blood burst out like a flood.

The insignificant Lu Jing beheaded the Baizhang True Dragon today.

When the dragon's head lands, the wind knife returns to its sheath.

The long wind blew through Lu Jing's black clothes......

The dragon slashing knife has passed, and the dragon is full of fear!

Today, Lu Jing made a poem about slaying the dragon, and slashed the real dragon on the thunder slaying dragon platform......

Since then, the dragons in the world know that Lu Jing, who is reflected by the dragon slaying platform, and the Yuan Shen reflects Gou Chen Yuanxing, although it only reflects a star, but if the true dragon below the eighth level of the seventh realm goes to find him, he will lose a head under his sword!

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