The branches and leaves are like remnants of snow.

Mr. Guanqi was standing in front of Mr. Seven's bed, looking at Mr. Seven, whose face was getting older and older, and who had fallen asleep at this time.

Mr. Seven seems to be approaching his lifespan and is getting weaker and weaker.

Mr. Nine had tears in his eyes and didn't say a word.

Mr. Guanqi turned his head and looked at the study building with the moonlight.

Dafu Shulou is still as pleasant as before, but there is inexplicably more gloom in this courtyard.

The three gentlemen of the study building entered the Northern Qin, Mr. Seven was old, and the youngest Mr. Guanqi was gentle, but he had a lot of attachment to the study building in his eyes.

"Wildfires have elevated seeds, just waiting to burn fiercely one day."

Mr. Guanqi looked at Mr. Seven and said softly, "Jokhang Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, Pingping Township, and even the 36 countries of the Western Regions, there are people waiting for the wildfire to burn, so as to burn the vast world, and then burn to the sky.

You...... Don't worry."

Mr. Seven had already fallen asleep, but he seemed to have heard Mr. Guanqi's words in a dream, and let out a sigh.

Mr. Nine, who had been silent for a long time, wanted to speak, and it was at this moment that Mr. Guanqi seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the clouds and mist surging outside Taixuanjing.

The clouds and mist seem to reflect the whole world, reflecting countless rivers and seas.

In the middle of the river and sea, a heavenly dragon was opening its mouth to breathe, spitting out a rolling torrent and pouring into the sea, from the Taichong Sea into the Xiyun Sea.

There is also an island that hangs in mid-air, along with the sea.

On the island, in addition to sacrificing heaven and earth, the old dragon who has been sleeping all year round opened his eyes and fell straight on the sea of Xiyun.

There was silence in the Taixuan Palace, but Mr. Guanqi knew it...... The Holy Monarch sitting on the throne thought about it like him at this time, and he didn't know when Lu Jingyuan God went to Xiyun Sea.

Mr. Nine noticed Mr. Guanqi's expression, he thought about it, turned around and walked out of Mr. Seven's courtyard, and walked towards Hanmo Academy.

Just like that day, Lu Jingjian slashed Xu Baiyan, he held the slashing Qingshan to stop the Yuan Shen who could move the mountain, and every time Mr. Nine took a step, his body became a little taller, until he entered the Hanmo Study, and once again pulled out a long knife to cut Qingshan.

Chop the green mountains out of the sheath, bring up a piece of knife light, and startle the gulls and cry herons.

At this time, it was late at night, and the scholars in Hanmo Academy had already fallen asleep.

The light of the knife was fleeting, and it did not cause a storm, but it still woke up a person.

Guan Changsheng stood at the door of his own teaching building, frowning and looking at Mr. Jiu.

Mr. Nine originally wanted to drag the knife, probably because he was afraid of the sound of slashing Qingshan, so he carried the wide long knife on his shoulder.

"Lu Jing has a chance to make a difference, and he dares to enter the Dragon Palace with a sword alone, we can't let him be bullied by others."

He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be explaining to Guan Changsheng.

"Mr. Lu Jing went to the middle of the river, a little unpleasant?" Guan Changsheng couldn't help but ask.

Mr. Jiu explained seriously: "Lu Jingyuanshen went to the Xiyun Sea, and I don't want to care about what happens to him and those dragons in the Dragon Palace.

But I can't allow those old immortals to take advantage of this, so I plan to go to the gate of Taixuan Capital City and take a closer look."

Guan Changsheng subconsciously glanced at Taixuan Palace.

Mr. Changsheng didn't ask Lu Jing what his intentions were in going to the Xiyun Dragon Palace, nor did he ask whether Lu Jing was right or wrong, he didn't even think much about it, and turned around and went back to his sect pavilion.

Mr. Nine was a little surprised.

Guan Changsheng walked out of the pavilion with a blue and blue sword.

The treasure knife has no scabbard, the long knife has a wide blade, and it was held in Guan Changsheng's hand, with Guan Changsheng's beard, and then it gushed out of the knife light, and it was ...... for a while.

The sword is shining and showing autumn practice, with long hair and blue face!

"When did you forge the hilt for this green dragon?" Mr. Nine was a little curious.

Guan Changsheng threw a pot of green plum wine to Mr. Jiu and said with a smile: "Before, Lu Jing made a spring thunder in the Taixuan Palace, which made me suddenly feel enthusiastic, so I found a good craftsman and forged the handle of the knife for my old friend.

It's just that on weekdays, I don't have anything to do with a knife, today

I happened to accompany Mr. Nine on a day."

Mr. Nine took the plum wine and nodded happily: "Okay!"

Thereupon...... The two walked out of Hanmo Academy side by side, out of the study building, and out of Taixuanjing.

The two of them sat on the Jiaoshen Mountain, and Mr. Nine couldn't drink enough, so after a few sips of green plum wine, his face was full of smoke.

Guan Changsheng comforted Mr. Nine for a moment, and only looked at Taixuanjing from afar.

There, a stream of qi and blood, and a round of vitality suddenly appeared.

"The Xiyun Dragon Palace was rebuilt by the Holy Monarch's order, and Xiyun Jing was also the Dragon King canonized by the Holy Monarch himself.

Lu Jing entered the sea of clouds with his sword, what did he want to do?"

"We can stop in front of the River Road, if his Yuan Shen dies in the West Cloud Sea, it will be fine, if he can still return to the River Road, he can just use the name of the Great Rebellion to question Lu Jing."

……

There seems to be someone muttering to himself in Taixuanjing.

Guan Changsheng held the Yanqing Dragon, raised his eyes to look at the prosperous Taixuanjing in the distance, and the famous sword behind Mr. Nine also flashed a burst of cold light.

Mr. Guanqi stood in the courtyard with his hands folded in his sleeves.

Even though the study building is like spring all year round, he still feels cold, and his eyes move slightly, as if he has caught a glimpse of the Taixuan Palace, colliding with the gaze from the Taixian Palace.

"I never thought that Lu Jing would be able to enter the Western Cloud Sea in the blink of an eye."

"But wouldn't that be better? The Holy Monarch wants to use the two immortals of Phi Xing and Dai Yue to open the blade for Lu Jing, and wants to forge Lu Jing into a complete sword to slay immortals, so he will cut these evil demon dragons and raise his already flowering sword spirit, so that his sword blade will be sharper, so that it will be more neat to cut the immortals."

"With the power of the Holy Monarch, are you still afraid that you won't be able to control Lu Jing?"

Mr. Guanqi bowed his head and spoke, as if he were talking to himself, as if he was talking to others.

In the past two or three breaths, Mr. Guanqi smiled in the direction of Taixuan Palace.

"He is the sword you chose, although the edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and it is also said that the edge of Kunwu has been tempered by a hundred times, but if the sword embryo is fiercely fired, I am afraid that this is not a tempering, but a strangle.

As early as when the Dragon Slaying Platform was reflected, the old candle dragon of Luolong Island had murderous intentions towards Lu Jing, and Chen Ba was his lesson first, "Holy Monarch...... That old candle dragon wants to wear out your sword embryo!"

Mr. Guanqi's voice just fell.

Above Taixuanjing, the wind and smoke are exhausted, and the Tianshan Mountains are colorful.

The candle flame in the temple was blown out.

Mr. Guanqi stood in place, thinking for a long time.

At this time, there is only half a moon in the stream, and a fresh breeze accompanies him.

The fact that Lu Jing entered the West Cloud Sea alone was known to only a very few strong people.

……

On that island, in front of the Dragon King Temple, everyone sacrificed, both old and young.

The old man chanted loudly, knelt down in prayer, and kept kowtowing to men and women.

A large number of sacrificial objects were first placed in front of the Dragon King Temple, and after the patriarch prayed and sacrificed, some people in the prime of life stepped forward to lift the sacrificial objects and walked towards the sea.

Some young people look at so much meat and wine, and they are about to be thrown into the sea, and they feel pity in their hearts, but they are helpless.

For the islanders, sacrifices are a common thing, and if they are not performed, the storm on the island will not stop.

And this storm seems to have come more quickly and more violently.

Even those men in the prime of life, walking on the island in the moonlight, have strong winds and rain blocking the way, making them unable to stabilize their figures.

The rest of the men, women and children climbed to the top of an island and watched the men.

"But you must send the sacrifice into the sea." The old patriarch lived on crutches and was worried.

A drooping child beside him suddenly asked, "Grandpa, if you offer a sacrifice, will the wind stop blowing?" The roof of the child's house was blown up...... I don't know why the dragon king is angry......

"Don't talk nonsense." The old patriarch knocked on his cane and said, "It must be the demons in the sea who make waves, and we sacrifice to the dragon king to invite the dragon king to come and subdue the demons......

Before the old patriarch could finish speaking, he noticed that the grandson beside him suddenly turned around

hugged his legs.

"Grandpa...... Look at the clouds!"

The old patriarch was old, and even if he squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, even though the moon had not been obscured by the clouds and fell on the island today, he still couldn't see what was in the clouds.

Instead, someone next to him exclaimed.

"Look...... There is a dragon shadow in the cloud!"

The old team leader was slightly stunned and raised his head.

Only to find that black clouds were flowing towards the island in the distance.

"The moon is still bright, but the wind and rain are shrouded beyond the island......

The old patriarch seemed to have thought of something, remembered some terrible rumors.

But only a few breaths have passed.

In the thick mist, there was a sudden dragon groan!

The dragon's chant shook the heavens and the earth, as if it had dispelled the clouds and mist in the sky.

A gust of wind struck, and the middle-aged people carrying the sacrificial things turned on their backs.

Cattle, sheep, pigs, chickens, ducks, and fish are all blown into the yellow sand.

The same is true for the island's youth.

They struggled, but they were still surrounded by the clouds, and they took off and were about to merge into the thicker clouds.

"Grandpa...... The dragon king of heaven seems to have his mouth open......

The boy was so frightened that he cried.

He clearly saw that first those chickens, ducks and fish entered the mouth of the dragon king, and then those cattle and sheep.

At last...... Their people, who were constantly shouting and terrified, had already drifted into the dragon's mouth.

Dragons eat people, unlike cattle and sheep.

Eating cattle and sheep, the dragon in the sky always swallows it.

But to eat people, they often have to chew lightly with the sharp teeth in the dragon's mouth!

Suddenly, the blood qi that filled the sky became much thicker, and many silk threads flowing from the deep sea below the island pierced into these blood qi.

The dim formation seemed to be activated, shining with a terrifying light.

And one by one, the young adults were swallowed by the dragon.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people had disappeared without a trace.

The villagers standing on the high ground cried and cried.

The old patriarch's hand holding the cane was trembling.

The child's body, which was holding his leg tightly, suddenly stopped shaking, and even let go of his arm, turned around and walked away.

"Come back, kid!"

The old patriarch shouted, but his voice was drowned out in panic, fear, and reluctant cries.

So the yellow-haired old man, who was over seventy years old, also ran a few steps back, trying to catch the child.

But the boy cried out, "Daddy is gone, and I am going to find Daddy!"

The old patriarch watched his grandson run into the wind and rain.

In addition to this child, there were many more women who were also swallowed up by the storm, and they were also going to find their own male sons.

Many villagers ran in the wind and rain, as if the dragon shadow in the sky could not scare them.

The old patriarch sat in place, looking up at the clouds......

But I don't know why this island has been worshipping the dragon king for generations, why it will one day...... Still going to be devoured by the dragon king of the sky?

"Come back quickly."

The old patriarch saw the backs of many people again, and suddenly shouted.

Further on, there are the dragon's teeth!

Run back, and maybe survive.

But his old voice was finally blown away by the wind and rain.

There was a flash of thunder, and the world suddenly lit up.

The old patriarch looked up, and finally saw the huge dragon king lowering his head and opening his mouth to greet those people in the wind and rain under the reflection of thunder.

Maybe the next moment.

The dragon's head moves forward dozens of feet, and it can swallow them all.

The old patriarch seemed to have lost all his strength, and he hung his head not to look at the cruel sight.

"Dragon...... Cannibalism!" The old patriarch thought so in his heart.

Meet him brain

The desperate thought in the sea is another thunderbolt.

This thunder light was even brighter, and it shone out a clear light, like the light of the scorching sun, falling straight on the earth.

Phew!

A soft sound, the roar of the penetrating dragon, the howling of the wind, and the sudden fall of the torrential rain fell on the ears of the old patriarch.

The old patriarch seemed to realize this and raised his head.

But I saw ...... The dragon king, who was originally opening his mouth and wanted to eat people, was swept by a bright light at this time.

The light flashed and disappeared, and then the old patriarch saw that the man-eating dragon king in the sky was divided into two.

The dragon's blood was sprinkled all over the sky, and the dragon's head separated from the dragon's body, and then fell.

Before the old patriarch could react, an even more explosive wind struck, and it actually blew the dragon corpse, and the dragon corpse was swept away by the wind, and then fell into the sea!

And in the brilliant white light, a black dot kept coming.

Is that...... A figure.

The figure walked over the many islanders, holding the hilt of the white long sword at his waist in his right hand, and his face could not be seen clearly, but there was a sense of dust flowing from the man.

The figure stood high in the air, then lowered its head to look at the panicked islanders, and said, "Go back quickly."

As if there was a thunderclap in their ears, the islanders who had been carried away by grief and reluctance instantly woke up, and they picked up the children and ran back.

In the distance, a cloud dissipated.

A dragon girl with red lotus in her armor standing in the clouds, looking down at the landing scene.

There was also a phantom shadow glowing with golden light beside the dragon girl, but there was a bit of admiration in the phantom's eyes, and even more admiration.

"Looks like I guessed wrong."

Chen Longquan shook his head: "I thought that just like Lu Jing dared to come to Xiyunhai, he would have to wait for another seven or eight years."

"But I didn't think about it...... It has only been more than two months since the Xiyun Dragon King went to the River Middle Road, and he came with the sword of the Yuan Shen, which really made me ...... Unexpected."

Xiyun Lian, the great dragon girl of the Xiyun Sea, looked at Lu Jing quietly, and on the periphery of the island, one after another true dragons broke through the sea, and one after another true dragons were entrenched in the sea.

"Reflecting the Dragon Slaying Platform, dare to come to the River Road? Lu Jing, what do you have to rely on?"

"When a young man becomes famous, he always has to bring some arrogance, but he doesn't know that it is easy to lose his life if he is too arrogant."

"It's a blessing to be able to escape from the dragon king, but now you're here to die?"

Countless dragon eyes fell directly on Lu Jing.

Lu Jing still kept his head down, watching the islanders gradually gather in the middle of the island.

Roar!

Several true dragons didn't seem to be able to see Lu Jing's calm posture, and with a roar, the sky suddenly burst into flames, and several divine powers came one after another, and a powerful true dragon rolled up his qi and blood to kill Lu Jing.

Lu Jing remained motionless and pulled his knife out of its sheath.

In an instant, the sword light rose, bringing up the golden thunder, and the thunder carrying the starlight in Lu Jing's eyebrows flashed away.

Lu Jing immediately put away his sword and returned it to its sheath.

But in the distance, another piece of dragon blood fell, the divine power dispersed, and several real dragons fell.

The big dragon girl Xi Yunlian couldn't help but squint her eyes.

She suddenly felt that it seemed a little inappropriate to talk to the Xiyun Dragon King with that Shen Shi that day and go to the River Road to kill Lu Jing.

But this dragon girl remembered the many powers of the Dragon Palace, and finally spoke, "Lu Jing, you are a person from the Great Fu Taixuanjing, and the Xiyunhai Dragon Palace was rebuilt by the order of the Holy Monarch.

What crime should you be guilty of coming to the West Cloud Sea today to kill my dragon?"

Lu Jing didn't say a word.

The Dragon Palace carried out blood sacrifices on a large scale, and there were countless white bones in the middle of the river, and many dragon genera came to besiege him, and even the Xiyun Dragon King came in person......

Wipe the waist, blow the sword in, and don't cut the dragon palace's heart.