Among the many surnames in the Xuan Realm, compound surnames are particularly rare, such as Dongfang, Ouyang, Nangong, and Ximen, among the compound surnames, the Xuanyuan lineage is the most rare, but I heard that they are the descendants of the human emperor.

The emperor was born in Fuxi and had no heirs, but in his prime he adopted a man with a strong head.

In the battle against the evil spirits, the man led his own tribe and cooperated with the nine gods to resist the evil spirits.

In the end, the battle was fought to the last person, and that person disappeared, leaving only one legend in the Xuan Realm that Xuanyuan was a descendant of the Human Emperor.

The true dragon's giant eyes widened, and the huge dragon head bowed slightly, "Yes, it is the divine blood of the Xuanyuan clan, and I respect your ancestors." ”

Ling Yue saluted back: "I have seen you, in the blood of the ancestors, you were not so strong at that time. ”

The true dragon fell into a memory, 10,000 years ago, he already had the atmosphere of a divine beast, and he was also a talented person in a group of his kind.

However, with the death of the god of Zhongshan, the gate of heaven connected with the evil world was opened, and the dragon of the same clan rose into the air, following the primitive god of the demon clan, the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, and finally died in the primordial continent, and he was the only one left in the same clan.

In the end, he became a divine beast and became one of the kings of the three divine beasts in the demon world.

"You Terrans also have a bloodline?" the true dragon asked.

After Lingyue, or Xuanyuan Lingyue, stabilized the bursting space, a colorful divine light appeared behind him, enveloping Yasheng, Yao Guangzhi, Shentu Xinghe, and Gonggong.

"Terran, the demon race is one of the few creatures in the primordial continent, you beast king-level demons have inheritance memories in their bloodlines, and our human race god blood can naturally have it. ”

"Only you remember that the demon race and the human race are the same race. ”

Lingyue Zhengse said: "Since Lord True Dragon admits that we belong to the same race, then please stop the pace of attack and negotiate peacefully." ”

"Peace?" True Dragon sneered: "I entered the Xuan Realm before, and I found that many demon Xuan passages were closed, and you didn't want peace in the first place. ”

Ling Yue smiled: "If I am not mistaken, if it weren't for the soft-heartedness of my little junior brother and taking into account the overall situation, I'm afraid Your Excellency True Dragon would have been wiped out." ”

Lingyue's title to the true dragon has changed from an adult to an honorable man, and the meaning is self-evident.

"Thunder Emperor Luo Ting has indeed done a good job, if it weren't for him, I should indeed dissipate between heaven and earth, where I can still talk to you here. The real dragon smiled.

Yasheng and Gonggong's faces changed slightly, although the words of Zhenlong and Lingyue had no beginning or end, they could hear a general idea.

Back then, Tiandu was in charge of teaching the sword and dragon slayer, and they saw it with their own eyes, and they saw that the true dragon form was destroyed.

But it's only been a thousand years, and the real dragon has been resurrected, and its strength wants to be stronger than before, which makes people doubt it.

Now the two of them seem to understand that the resurrection of the true dragon is inseparable from Luo Ting, and the reason for this is a little inexplicable with the sky.

"No one wants to see the coming of the evil spirit, and now that the great enemy is present, you and I should cooperate to resist the evil spirit, instead of fighting here and draining each other's strength. Ling Yue said earnestly.

The real dragon smiled disdainfully, "Fight together, you look up to you Terrans too much." ”

"Thunder Emperor Luo Ting used the Ten Realms of cultivation to go to the place where the evil is located, and he was almost infected, not to mention the hundreds of millions of ordinary people in the Xuan Realm, once the evil spirit comes, these people will immediately turn against the evil and become the weapon of the evil spirit. ”

"Rather than this, it is better for the Xuan Realm to be taken over by me, and the war will be peaceful. ”

Ling Yue shook his head and said, "You are too extreme, can you be stronger than the Creator God Lords?"

The true dragon sneered: "I'm not as good as them, but my people would rather die than betray, in the first battle ten thousand years ago, if it wasn't for the fact that the human race was infected with too many strong people, we wouldn't have won too badly!"

"True Dragon, do you really want to do this?" Lingyue said coldly.

"Not bad!"

Lingyue's teeth were tightly closed, he stepped into the cultivation of the eleventh realm with the way of heaven, although he had just entered the eleventh realm of cultivation, but compared to the old eleventh realm powerhouse, he was not bad at all.

But now he is standing in front of the real dragon, like a child standing in front of an adult, and compared to other people, his perception of the real dragon is more real.

"It's so strong! Is this the Twelve Realms?"

Ling Yue's words were amazing, and the four people behind him were all frightened by Ling Yue's words, the Ten Realms are already the peak of cultivation in the Xuan Realm, transcending mortal dust, immortal and immortal, not afraid of the long river of time, and can control the power of heaven and earth, which is already the peak of the Xuan Realm world.

However, Lingyue said that the cultivation of the true dragon is the twelve realms! Gonggong and Yasheng have been in the realm of the ten realms for thousands of years, so they naturally know the existence of the eleventh realm.

The Eleven Realms were still out of reach in front of them, they could be seen but not touched.

The Twelve Realms of the True Dragon have dealt a big blow to them, and the Twelve Realms can sweep across the Xuan Realm.

The previous four people played against the real dragon, and it seemed that the four or six were open, but in fact, the real dragon was just playing with them.

Lingyue asked softly, "Xuanyuan Lingyue may not be able to let you stop attacking, but what is the name of Xuanyuan Zhe." ”

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In the Heavenly Divine Axe, Luo Ting stabbed one sword after another, and finally attracted the legendary big fish, Li Weiran, the head of the Li family in Taiyuan.

Li Weiran's slightly chubby figure, pinching his mustache, squatted in one place and quietly watched the battle between Luoyangtai and Luo Ting.

"Shu Dao Academy is really shameless, it is really embarrassing to say that it will not come to compete but still let people in, and it is still beaten as a turtle with a shrunken head. ”

Li Weiran was in a good mood, watching the battle between Luo Ting and Luoyangtai and commenting, as if watching a fight, commenting that Luo Ting's sword qi was not strong enough to stab Luoyangtai to death with one sword.

Luo Ting had already sensed the arrival of Li Weiran, the head of the Li family in Taiyuan, his original divine sense could cover five thousand miles, but since entering this primordial continent, he could only perceive fifty miles, which was a hundred times smaller.

Although the volume has been reduced, it has not been downgraded in essence, which means that although Luo Ting only has fifty miles of divine consciousness left, it is the divine consciousness of the eleventh realm, and the monks of the ninth realm cannot detect that someone is perceiving them.

What's more, the Nine Realms Cultivator's Divine Sense can only cover a radius of a hundred miles, and it can't exceed one mile here.

Although Luo Ting's sword qi is a little worse, his sword intent is extremely heavy, and his swordsmanship is not low, and such a sword immortal has also attracted the attention of Li Weiran, the head of the Li family in Taiyuan.

"When did there be such a sword cultivation in the Middle Xuan Realm? Looking at the sword intent, it doesn't look like the local sword cultivation in the Middle Xuan Realm, and the swordsmanship is not like the Tiandu Sword Immortal, and it is not like the Vast Sword Sect, is it the Sword Immortal of the Dao Gate of the Southern Xuan Realm?"

Li Weiran was a little confused, and Luo Ting's origin made him a little suspicious.

In the Xuan Realm, to be able to form a sword cultivation school of its own, it must be the inheritance of the Great Sword Immortal.

The number of Great Sword Immortals in the Xuan Realm is limited, and the Sword Emperor Li Taibai who is not seen by the Divine Dragon does not count, so there is only one line of Daomen Sword Immortals led by Dao Ancestor Heavenly Master Zheng, one line of Tiandu Sword Immortals led by Jiang Feng, the second ancestor of Tiandu, and one line of Vast Sword Sect Sect Master.

The Great Sword Immortal Yun Qingchuan, who has recently become famous because of the Heavenly Listener List.

"Could it be that this kid is really a disciple of the Great Sword Immortal?"

Li Weiran weighed the pros and cons, he was the master of a top family, and he knew very well who could kill and who could not kill him.

For example, ordinary powerhouses in the Seven or Eight Realms can be killed at will, hostile powerhouses in the Nine Realms find an opportunity to kill, and those who can't be beaten can't be killed and have to be curried.

And someone like Luo Ting, who seems to have a backer behind him, can't be killed, although this is an existence comparable to a secret realm, and only one person can win in the end.

In a battle royale, it is inevitable that there will be casualties, but the mighty and his disciples have a unique connection, once the disciple dies, the mighty can hunt down who killed his disciple.

Once the powerful people found out that they had killed their disciples, they could only admit it, and there was no place for the great Xuan Realm.

Luo Ting was a little anxious, he didn't expect that this famous and long-famous Taiyuan Li family head was actually a turtle with a shrunken head, he had been acting for him for half an hour and still didn't make a move, Luoyang Tai's mouth was about to dry up, and the sage quotations in his stomach were about to be said twice, but Li Weiran still didn't make a move.

Luo Ting gave Luo Yangtai a look, signaling him to do his best to defeat him, and then lead the snake out of the hole.

Luoyangtai shook his head, indicating that he didn't know how to attack.

Luo Ting was speechless and said, "Don't the saints you worship have a few curses?"

Immediately, Luo Ting heard a sentence: "Rotten wood cannot be carved, and the wall of dung cannot be enclosed!"

"Is this also counted?" Luo Ting smiled slightly, and before he could retract, he saw a flash of golden light, a jade in the sky, and a spirit rune appeared, and the golden spirit rune was overwhelming.

"Grandma's!

Without waiting for Luo Ting's reaction, countless spirit runes covered Luo Ting, sealing him on the ground and unable to move.

Luo Ting got off the donkey, dropped the sword in his hand, and pretended to die on the ground.

Luoyangtai dispersed the power of the sage, sweating profusely and panting, and stammered: "I said that I don't know how to attack, and I will only have this sentence if the sage scolds, and this sentence can exhaust me." ”

When Luoyangtai was resting, he only felt a chill on the back of his neck.

I only heard one sentence: "The son is silent......"

A golden house appeared, enveloping Luoyangtai tightly, and then in less than a breath, Luoyangtai's golden house became crumbling, and it endured hundreds of attacks in just one breath.

"You scholars like to drill into the shell of the king, and look at your sage weather, I thought you were a good seedling in the academy? "Li Weiran, the head of the Li family in Taiyuan, appeared from the dense forest.

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book, and I am not lonely. ”

It's just some sour poor sour sentences that comfort yourself. Li Weiran, the head of the Li family in Taiyuan, sneered and laughed, he is the most ruthless reader.

Luoyangtai was silent, and he felt an extremely thick evil aura in front of him, which was so powerful that even a guy like him who had no divine sense could feel it.

"Wait for death. Li Weiran, the head of the Li family in Taiyuan, took out his long sword and prepared to send this scholar on the road.

But just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a fierce aura, much more powerful than his.