"When! While! While! ”

The planets in the abyss collided back and forth, with a strange rhythm, Qiu Ping listened patiently at first, but gradually, his eyelids began to fight.

After a while, his head tilted and he fell asleep.

In the main hall of the Lifting Division, a small green dragon was lying on its back, its mouth slightly open, and there was a bubble on the tip of its nose.

And just above the far East China Sea, over an archipelago on the westernmost side, near the mainland, thick clouds of smoke linger all year round.

Nearby fishermen call this place the island of the Immortals.

Because there are rumors that there are countless heavenly soldiers and generals stationed above the smoke cloud, and some people even see gods coming in and out. Every three days, there is the sound of drumming and practicing above the smoke clouds, which is mysterious and abnormal.

However, if anyone can climb the smoke clouds, they will find that these legends are not unfounded.

Above the heavy clouds, countless tents were raised, and from time to time patrolling soldiers and horses could be seen walking by.

These people are not heavenly soldiers, but first-class divine soldiers, yin soldiers, and demon soldiers of the human realm.

In the big tent in the center, Bai Zhenjun, who was shirtless, sat cross-legged, and the room was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

And on top of his body, a piece was missing, even the heart, shoulder blades and a whole right arm disappeared, which was shocking to watch.

This made his already pale face even paler and bluer.

By his side, several pharmacists were carefully treating his injuries, and some medicines were transferred from Shinto to replenish yin qi and dissipate evil qi.

For an existence like Bai Zhenjun, not to mention that a piece of his body is missing, even if his body is broken, he can still recover.

But a few days ago, when the old dragon of the East China Sea made a move, it carried an evil chaotic power on its body, even if Bai Zhenjun relied on the power of the gods, it was very difficult to solve it.

In the entire big tent, there was an invisible pressure, and everyone didn't dare to squeak, for fear of causing Bai Zhenjun to be unhappy.

"True Monarch ......"

At this moment, a voice came from the outside world.

A short time later, a general stepped forward with a document in his hand.

"Report to the true monarch, Donghai sent someone to send a document of apology. said that because the dragon king was in poor health, there were some problems with his senses, which clashed with us, and he didn't mean to embarrass us. The general read the contents of the paperwork.

In this document, in addition to the apology of the dragon clan, there are countless treasures sent by the dragon palace, and I only hope that Shinto will not pursue this matter.

Originally, the dragon clan of the four seas worked together, and they were not afraid of the gods. But there have been changes in the four seas, and the dragon king of the East China Sea has a strange illness again, and with the current strength of the East China Sea, he really doesn't have the courage to argue with Shinto.

"Zhenjun, most of the gifts sent this time are miracle medicines for healing your soul, which will help you recover from your injuries."

Seeing that Bai Zhenjun didn't speak, the general opened his mouth to remind.

"Inform Donghai, I will accept the gift list, but sincerity is not enough, let all the true dragons below the immortal enter the Shinto service. The true dragon has profound mana, is the darling of heaven and earth, and should share the worries of the living beings in the world. I will not treat them harshly, and all the true dragons who enter my Shinto will be judged according to their rank and function. ”

"If you make a contribution, you can also be promoted."

Bai Zhenjun was a long time before he slowly spoke.

"Yes!"

The general nodded and hurried down.

Previously, because of the Shinto mediation between the East China Sea and the Crab Wujian and others, a group of dragons below the Yuan Body of the Dragon Clan had already been allowed to enter the Shinto. Even the talented thirteenth prince Ao Cang is now serving as a seventh-rank official in the Ninth Transit Division of Qingzhou.

Now, Shinto wants to go one step further and let the dragons of the [Yuan Body] realm also follow to the Shinto priesthood.

Bai Zhenjun looked at the documents in his hand, his eyes were distant and calm. The dragon clan who has become an immortal wants to serve in Shinto, but he doesn't want to accept it.

Any person who has become an immortal has been tempered by countless tribulations, and his soul has long become extremely strong, and it is not so easy to make these people change their courts.

But the little dragons below the immortals are different, they are all some offspring, and their minds are undecided, as long as they are trained well, they may not be able to truly return to their hearts with Shinto.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, Bai Zhenjun coughed, and the coughing sound became more and more intense.

"This old dragon is strong, and his shot is not serious."

Bai Zhenjun took a deep breath, suppressed the injuries on his body, and sighed in his heart.

……

"I have decided, this time to compete for the lord of the weir lake, I will cooperate with you She Yuan."

Qiu Ping sent a letter to the palace of the god of the White Scale River, talking about the promise to cooperate with them and conspire with the lord of the weir lake.

It's just that a blood contract must be signed before cooperation. As long as Qiu Ping helps them win, in the end, as She Yuan promised, all the official positions and divine authority in the Yanhu Lake will be handed over to Qiu Ping.

For this matter, She Yuan readily agreed.

Qiu Ping was still worried, but when he saw that She Yuan had signed a blood contract with him, he was relieved.

Once the blood contract is signed, if either party violates it, the blood and qi will flow backwards, and the blood will be damaged at the least, or the blood will be killed on the spot, and no one will dare to mess around in front of the blood contract.

To be honest, this She Yuan's reputation is not very good, and outsiders evaluate him as cunning and cold-blooded.

It's far worse than the title of "Bloody Hand Slaughter" of the little loach.

With a peerless murderer like him who slaughtered the world's families, She Yuan must be so amiable.

"Hahaha, I have Brother Qiu's help, when I am like a tiger with wings, this time I will definitely win."

After Qiu Ping and the two sides signed a blood pact in the White Scale River, She Yuan burst out laughing and made no secret of his joy.

His words made the faces of the other nine people around him darken a little.

They were also invited by She Yuan to help with the fist, and She Yuan praised the little loaches so much that their faces were gloomy.

"I'll tell you, I'm probably not as strong as you think. After all, I am the Holy Fetus, and you are already the primordial body, and I am more than a hundred years behind. ”

Qiu Ping was a little embarrassed, and his little face was shy.

"Brother Qiu is too polite, if anyone really regards you as a holy fetus realm, then they don't know how to die." She Yuan had a smile on his face, but with his turquoise vertical pupils, he was filled with a coldness, which made people dare not get close.

When Qiu Ping heard this, his little face became even more shy, but he also felt a sense of pride in his heart.

His [Nine Heavens and Nine Lands Taiyuan Sword] had already been tempered for most of it, and now there were eighty-one rudiments of sword weapons in that Taiyuan Heavenly Pool, but he estimated that this set of sword weapons would be able to take shape before the battle really began.

When the time comes, the sword array will swing, but I want the Buddha to block and kill the Buddha, and the gods will block and kill the Buddha, and I will be invincible!

Life, it's really lonely like snow.

……

"What? Three more dragons came here temporarily? However, the little loach hadn't been chattering for too long, when he heard bad news from She Yuan.

Originally, the thirteen river gods of the tributaries of the Canglang River competed for the lord of the weir lake, but for some reason, three true dragons came over from the East China Sea, each of them was in the Yuan Body realm, and they also wanted to come and intervene.

When the little loach heard this, his face tightened a little.

Although he had beaten Ao Cang, Ao Cang was in the Holy Fetus Realm after all, and the three foreign true dragons were all one realm higher than Ao Cang.

You must know that for the dragon clan, the gap between the holy fetus and the primordial body is huge, because this is the difference between the young dragon and the young dragon.

One is still in the stage of absorbing the inheritance of the ancestors, and the other has finished the inheritance and is beginning to find its own path.

When the dragon clan is at the peak of the Holy Fetus, its size will not exceed a thousand zhang. But when you step into the Yuan body, your body size will immediately soar to more than 6,000 zhang, and the best of them will directly reach more than 9,000 zhang.

Just like Ao Fang, who was killed by Crab Wujian in the Boundary Mountain before, he is the peak Yuan Body.

The little loach's heart began to retreat, if it was an ordinary primordial body, he still had the strength to fight, after all, they were just some gods in the countryside.

But the dragon clan has the most extensive, oldest, and most powerful inheritance, as well as all kinds of magic weapons and secret arts.

However, he has already signed a blood contract with She Yuan.

The little loach's face collapsed suddenly.

"These bastards, have nothing to do to run to the land to grab a job with us freshwater fish? When I'm already strong, I must find a dragon to beat me...... Hey, no, don't I have a dragon under me now? ”

Qiu Ping suddenly thought that Ao Cang was still working on an errand under him, so he decided to wait a few days and call that kid to the yamen to reprimand him.

Can't beat the metabody, can't beat you?

"Otherwise, our blood pact will be over. If you give up competing for the Lord of the Weir Lake, our blood contract will automatically become invalid? ”

Qiu Ping asked She Yuan tentatively.

As long as She Yuan nodded, then neither side would be in default.

"Brother Qiu, I have been trapped in the Yuan Body for nearly two hundred years, if I don't have the help of [Shanhechi], I'm afraid I will never have a chance to become an immortal again. I'm sorry, but even if there is little hope this time, I'm going to fight for it. ”

She Yuan shook his head, not agreeing with Qiu Ping's suggestion at all.

"But ......"

"I'm sorry, but I also ask Brother Qiu to abide by the agreement." She Yuan didn't want to get entangled with Qiu Ping in this matter, so he just left a sentence stiffly and left the [Fallen Dragon Pass] in a hurry.

"Ugh."

The little loach also sighed, blaming himself for being greedy, now it's okay, trapping himself in.

These three true dragons of the Yuan Body Realm, where can they fight?

He sighed for a long time as he silently sank his thoughts into the abyss.

In the vast and endless Taiyuan Heavenly Pool, infinite starlight flickered, and in the middle of the huge nebula, there were eighty-one sword weapons that crossed the galaxy.

However, their appearance is not the same as that of ordinary swords, but only the blade part remains, and the whole is more like a narrow swimming fish.

On the bodies of these blades, there are also lines left behind by the beating of the stars, like fish scales.

Among them, the longest and widest one is the main sword of the [Nine Heavens and Nine Earths Taiyuan Sword], which is translucent as a whole, as if it is about to disappear in space at any time.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, but just look at it with your mind, I'm afraid it's easy to ignore the past.

Because this Taiyuan main sword is cast with 3,800 catties of [Zhufa Gold], its nature is invisible, and the host who practices this method majors in which law, this main sword can be imprinted on what kind of law.

Qiu Ping is the best at the method of space, so naturally he did not hesitate, so that this main sword was imprinted with the imprint of the law of space.

Therefore, once Qiu Ping wielded the main sword, he was handy, and he only felt that the main sword was like a part of his body, and it was like a nimble swimming fish, swimming freely in the heavenly pool.

"Whoosh."

As soon as Qiu Ping's mind turned, the main sword flew out of the Taiyuan Heavenly Pond and flew around his body freely.

He didn't have much control, but the main sword swam and disappeared, flying around his body.

Qiu Ping stretched out his hand, and the main sword disappeared into the void, and the next moment it passed through the space and appeared directly above his fins.

Then his thoughts raced, and the sword light hooked up in the void, like a network covering it.

But if you look closely, among the traces of the sword light, there is a thin black line thinner than a hair, but it is a spatial crack.

Sure enough, with the power of the Taiyuan Main Sword, it was more convenient for Qiu Ping to operate the laws of space.

After experimenting with the main sword, he mobilized another eighty heavenly and earth swords.

Suddenly, the entire hall was filled with a sense of edge.

These sword weapons seemed to have their own thoughts, and they swam around one by one, staggered with each other or parallel, making the sword light in the hall burst into chaos.

Qiu Ping also tried to control these sword weapons, but as soon as his thoughts came to him, these sword weapons became even more chaotic, flying around uncontrollably one by one, even more unbearable than just now.

He tried to make some of the flying sword weapons fly back, but it always backfired, and instead let these Taiyuan swords shoot in all directions, and even more than a dozen of them collided with each other, causing a roar to come from the main hall.

"Whoosh."

More than a dozen heavenly swords grazed Qiu Ping's head, but fortunately he shrank quickly, otherwise his head would be bald.

"Tuk-tuk."

A heavenly sword pierced heavily into the walls of the main hall, and it didn't go in most of it.

However, there is a reinforcement circle inside the wall, otherwise his main hall can be demolished.

"How do you feel complicated!"

Qiu Ping made envoys again this time, but each time he either made the formation chaotic, or left a few more scars in the main hall that were difficult to remove.

"Forget it, let's use the little green dragon incarnation!"

Qiu Ping was a little discouraged, except for the main sword, the operation and allocation of other sword weapons was just a piece of, so don't be embarrassed anymore.

His mind sank into the abyss, and the body of the true dragon, which had been rising and falling with the starlight, was suspended in the depths of the sea of consciousness.

In a trance, the little green dragon in the abyss opened his eyes, and his divine thoughts were divided into eighty-one in an instant, and eighty-one mana was submerged into the sword weapon.

The Taiyuan Sword, which had been roaming freely in the outside world, suddenly became docile and tame.

"Up!"

Xiao Qinglong snorted lightly, and these eighty-one sword weapons quickly formed a sword formation according to certain rules.

Two chapters in one, happy June

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