Zu Long's eyes flashed, and a wave of imperial qi erupted, sweeping towards He Jiangxiu.

He Jiangxiu did not retreat, but released a breath that could be compared to it, took a deep breath, and the vitality in all directions converged.

"Boom, boom!" He Jiangxiu roared again and again, grabbed the camera with both hands, and summoned the Taixuan Divine Sword and the Kunlun Sword.

In an instant, the two divine swords flew forward, and the sword qi on the tips of the swords spurted, condensing an incomparably huge sword array.

Between the sword arrays, a stream of thunder and lightning was born, transforming into countless thunder and lightning dragons, enveloping the ancestral dragons.

He Jiangxiu let out a loud shout and said loudly: "The ancestral dragon has already fallen, you are just a phantom." How can I be afraid of you? I guess this remnant soul is your hope of rebirth. As long as I destroy your remnant, you will never be resurrected. You can only step into reincarnation for a long time and be reincarnated. ”

Hearing He Jiangxiu's words, Zu Long's face was obviously stunned and became a little gloomy.

Zu Long was furious and roared, "You little Terran monk, you dare to speak so boldly in front of me!

He Jiangxiu's eyes flashed, and he caught the change in Zu Long's face, and knew that his guess was prepared.

As early as antiquity, the ancestral dragon fell. Although the reason for the fall of the ancestral dragon is unknown, the fact that the ancestral dragon has fallen is already an ironclad thing.

At this time, Yan Ziyun also saw the flaws of the ancestral dragon, raised the cyan short sword, and shouted in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, forgive the disciple for being rude!"

As soon as Yan Ziyun said that, the cyan short sword turned into a cyan divine light, directly stabbing the back of the ancestral dragon.

A simple stab!

The cyan short sword stabbed abruptly, which seemed simple, but in fact it was varied and mysterious. Countless tricks are derived from this thorn.

Without waiting for the ancestral dragon to turn around, the cyan short sword moved again, the tip of the sword trembled, and the sword light fell, like a brilliant starlight.

At this moment, Yan Ziyun also showed all his strength, and the vitality in the dantian was released, hearty.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down Yan Ziyun's forehead, wetting the thin clothes.

"Look at the move!"

In front of the ancestral dragon, He Jiangxiu suddenly burst out, and the whole person was like a giant beast in the wilderness, with two arms, like two flying dragons.

The three divine swords, like three long rainbows, traversed the heavens and the earth, approaching the chest of the ancestral dragon.

"Kunlun opens the sky!"

He Jiangxiu shouted again, raised his arm, and instilled the pure Kunlun power into the three divine swords.

The three divine swords were nourished by the power of Kunlun, and they immediately rose up, shaking violently, and each trembling would inspire a sharp sword light.

The Kunlun sword fell from the sky, like a thick war knife, slashing in the air, splitting the entire sky into two!

"What a subtle swordsmanship!" The ancestral dragon couldn't help but exclaim when he saw He Jiangxiu display such a mysterious sword move.

In fact, this ancestral dragon aura looks invincible on the surface, but in fact it doesn't have much strength.

The ancestral dragon has fallen for tens of thousands of years, and a phantom left behind has been sealed in the coffin, and to this day, there is really not much power that can be displayed.

Moreover, in order to break free from the seal of the coffin, the Ancestral Dragon Phantom consumed a large amount of residual strength. Now dealing with He Jiangxiu, it can be said that he is overstretched and powerless.

As soon as He Jiangxiu fought with the Ancestral Dragon Phantom, he felt the details of the Ancestral Dragon Phantom, and his mind was settled, and the offensive in his hand became more and more fierce.

"Slash!" He Jiangxiu stepped forward step by step, pressing step by step, and attacked back and forth with Yan Ziyun, constantly narrowing the range of activities of the ancestral dragon phantom.

The ancestral dragon phantom was besieged by He Jiangxiu and Yan Ziyun, and he was very embarrassed to lose one or the other.

He Jiangxiu and Yan Ziyun became more and more courageous the more they fought, and the offensive they showed was like a tide, rolling and swinging, and never exhausted.

In contrast, the aura of the Ancestral Dragon Phantom was declining rapidly, and the power that erupted was far less than before!

"Haha!" He Jiangxiu felt the decline of the ancestral dragon's breath, and said loudly, "Ancestral Dragon, hurry up and hand over the ancestral dragon's heart, otherwise, when I destroy your illusory shadow, you will never be reborn!"

In ancient times, the ancestral dragon went through a lot of hardships and went through many hardships before he cultivated to the peak realm and was able to control the entire dragon realm. If he was asked to re-enter reincarnation and cultivate from scratch, Zulong would obviously not accept it easily.

If the ancestral dragon can be reborn, his strength will soon be restored, and he will once again ascend to the throne of the lord of the dragon realm.

"Hmph!" Zu Long snorted coldly, his eyes looked straight at He Jiangxiu, and said in a cold tone, "I was looking for a suitable body for me to be reborn. Since you've come to the door, you're welcome!"

The ancestral dragon shouted loudly, grabbed the camera with his big hand, and condensed the huge dragon claws.

Boom Boom!

Suddenly, countless huge dragon claws shook down on He Jiangxiu's Heavenly Spirit Cover, bombarding it like a storm.

Subsequently, there was also a strong spiritual power that rushed into He Jiangxiu's mind.

"You want to take away from me?" He Jiangxiu asked rhetorically, "I'm afraid you chose the wrong person!"

"Oh?" "Oh?" Zu Long sneered, "You are a little Terran cultivator, you haven't even reached the realm of an immortal master, and I can't take you away, it's just a matter of hand......"

Bang!

Before Zu Long could finish speaking, a muffled sound came out of He Jiangxiu's body.

Immediately after, Zu Long's face froze, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he muttered: "How can your spiritual power be so firm! Your heart demon has also been completely eradicated! Could it be that you are also a disciple of the heart demon ancestor?"

He Jiangxiu ignored Zu Long's questioning, his fists shook, and he unleashed the Heavenly Divine Fist and launched a counterattack.

The Ancestral Dragon Phantom had already reached the end of the strong crossbow, but at this time, it was attacked by He Jiangxiu's series of divine fists, and it was quickly defeated and sat down on the ground.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" shouted the Ancestral Dragon Phantom, where was it still as majestic as before.

If the previous ancestral dragon was a high-ranking immortal, then the current ancestral dragon is an ordinary man in the world.

"As long as you can help me get out of here, I'll give you the Heart of the Ancestral Dragon, how about it?" Seeing He Jiangxiu flying over, the Ancestral Dragon Phantom said very quickly.

Hearing the words of the Ancestral Dragon Phantom, He Jiangxiu stopped attacking.

Seeing He Jiangxiu stop, the Ancestral Dragon Phantom continued: "If you kill my Phantom, it will be impossible to get the Heart of the Ancestral Dragon. Between us, you can make a deal. ”

"Make a deal?" He Jiangxiu shook his head and said, "You tell me first, where is the heart of the ancestral dragon now?"