Before the dragon's nest, the middle-aged Taoist who was meditating cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, a sword light flashed in his eyes, and he stood up, and the dark cyan Dao robe on his body automatically rose without wind.

"Why did you come so soon? They didn't touch the levels along the way!"

The middle-aged Taoist had a puzzled look on his face, he didn't know that Sun Wukong and Mu Chenxuan were flying from the dragon nest from the sky on top of Ying Long Yingtian's dragon body, and the level traps they laid along the way did not come in handy at all.

The living corpses and puppets in the Heavenly Dragon Valley are equivalent to the eyeliner of the middle-aged Daoist, but there is not a single living corpse and puppet near the sleeping Dragon Island of Ying Long Yingtian, and Ying Long, one of the three major divine dragons of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Clan, even if the blood pressure revealed when he was asleep made those living corpses and puppets unable to get close, and the middle-aged Daoist had already noticed that there seemed to be a terrifying existence sleeping on the Dragon Island, and he did not go to provoke him.

It's just that he never expected that Sun Wukong and Mu Chenxuan would wake up Ying Long!

The middle-aged Taoist also felt the strong aftermath of the battle between Sun Wukong and Ying Long, but he thought that Sun Wukong had already been killed by Ying Long, who woke up, even if he escaped by luck, he must have suffered a great loss of vitality, and it was absolutely impossible to pass through the traps he laid along the road safely, and now that Sun Wukong and others appeared on the Dragon Island where the dragon's nest was located so quickly, the middle-aged Taoist's plan was completely disrupted.

"Well, since you dare to set foot on this Dragon Island, it seems that you are coming for the Chaos Dragon Armor and Dragon Ball, hmph, I have been waiting here for a thousand years, how can I let a demon monkey take away the treasure?

With a soft groan from the middle-aged Taoist, a dark green translucent long sword phantom slowly appeared behind him, gradually condensed into substance, and flew in front of the middle-aged Taoist, this is a dark green long sword, the sword body is translucent, and the sword qi inside it is extremely sharp, turning into a trace of murderous aura rotating around the dark green sword body, just looking at it makes people feel a cold and piercing murderous aura that goes straight to the bottom of their hearts.

The Sword of Great Murder! The Sword of Killing! The Sword of Killing! It can be the Absolute Immortal God Flesh Primordial God, and it can cut the beings of the Three Realms and Six Realms, and it is one of the four swords of the Immortal!

Sun Wukong, who was walking towards the inside of the Dragon Island, seemed to feel something, suddenly stopped, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and looked in the direction of the dragon's nest.

The hidden enemy in this dragon's nest land is not a sword cultivator? And it seems that he is still a very powerful sword cultivator, and this kind of sword qi is not something that anyone can emit!

"Wukong, what's wrong?"

Aotian Demon Emperor Mu Chenxuan was a little strange why Sun Wukong suddenly stopped, his face was still so weird, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Look at the direction of the dragon's nest, what a fierce sword qi!"

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and pointed, Ying Long Yingtian and Mu Chenxuan raised their eyes to look, and sure enough, they also noticed the incomparable sword qi released by the Absolute Immortal Sword, and their faces suddenly sank.

"What a terrifying sword aura! What kind of sword can actually emit such a sword aura with murderous intent?"

Ying Long Yingtian's cultivation is the highest among the three, and the feeling is the clearest, that sword qi is definitely not issued by any sword cultivation, but rises from a peerless divine sword, is there such a fierce sword in the Three Realms?

At the time of the Lich War, Ying Long Yingtian was injured and retired in the Heavenly Dragon Valley, and he didn't know the four swords of Zhuxian that only appeared in the battle of the gods, Sun Wukong actually didn't see the Absolute Immortal Sword, but he still knew something about the Great War of the Gods that swept the Three Realms.

At the time of the battle of the gods, the Zhuxian Sword Array was broken by Taishang Laozi, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Daoist and Quasi-Daoist, Guangchengzi took off the Zhuxian Sword, Chijing Zizi took off the Killing Immortal Sword, Yuding Zhenren took off the Trapping Immortal Sword, and Dao Xing Tianzun took off the Absolute Immortal Sword, could this immortal sword that exudes the sword aura of Heavenly Killing Intent be one of the four swords of Zhuxian?

Which one is it, and who is in control of this fairy sword?

Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly, things are getting more and more interesting, this hidden enemy in the shadows is very likely to be one of the Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Yuding Zhenren or Daoxing Tianzun among the twelve golden immortals of Kunlun, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle to fight next!

"The person who hides his head and tail, how powerful can he be? What about a fairy sword, look at Ben Long devouring it alive!"

Ying Long Yingtian snorted disdainfully, although their dragon clan likes to collect treasures, but the most important thing is themselves, their innate high resistance coupled with tough scale armor and strong flesh make them stronger than most races, not to mention that he Ying Long is also born to control weak water, even if the other party is also a quasi-saint cultivator, he has to lie down obediently!

Before the words fell, Ying Long Yingtian's figure had turned into a gray light and flew in the direction of the dragon's nest, he wanted to see who dared to do whatever he wanted in his Tianlong clan's clan!

"Let's go, follow up and see the show!"

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and he glanced at the Proud Heaven Demon Emperor Mu Chenxuan, and his figure flashed and followed.

Before the Dragon's Lair Underground Palace, the middle-aged Daoist was holding the Absolute Immortal Sword, the killing intent was boiling all over his body, and the terrifying sword qi continued to pour out from the Absolute Immortal Sword, spreading out in all directions, perhaps it had been suppressed for too long, or it had not been soaked in blood for too long, the sword body of the Absolute Immortal Sword trembled slightly, and constantly emitted a crisp sword sound, if it were not suppressed by the middle-aged Daoist, I am afraid that he would have to fly out directly and shoot towards the comer.

Swish!

The gray light flashed, and a figure appeared, Ying Long Ying Tianxian Sun Wukong and Mu Chenxuan came to the dragon's nest in one step, and after sweeping their eyes on the middle-aged Taoist, they focused on the Absolute Immortal Sword in their hands, and frowned slightly:

"What a killing sword! It turned out to be a top-grade innate spirit treasure level!"

Ying Long Yingtian's pupils shrank slightly, and with his eyesight, he naturally saw the grade of the Absolute Immortal Sword at a glance, and at the moment his heart was full of Ran, this level of Immortal Sword was enough to cause damage to his dragon body.

"Who are you, and why are you making waves in my Celestial Dragon Clan's land?"

Ying Long Yingtian shifted his gaze back to the middle-aged Daoist, his pupils narrowed slightly, this person's cultivation is in the half-step quasi-saint realm, and he has not completely broken through to the quasi-saint, there is not much threat in terms of cultivation alone, but with the Absolute Immortal Sword in his hand, his strength cannot be measured by an ordinary half-step quasi-saint.

"You Celestial Dragon Clan, are you from Celestial Dragon Clan?"

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Daoist, "Didn't the Heavenly Dragon Clan be wiped out after the Lich War, and there are still people left!"

"It's Ben Long who is asking you, but you are asking about Ben Long, arrogant!"

A touch of anger flashed on Ying Long Yingtian's face, the Lich War was too tragic, the reproduction ability of the Tianlong Clan was the bottom of all the races, after this battle, all the masters fell, and the rest were seriously injured, leaving part of the bloodline inheritance and then fell in the Tianlong Valley, it can be said that the entire Tianlong Clan is only left with Ying Long Yingtian and Ao Tian in the state of the dragon soul, this middle-aged Taoist at this moment in front of Ying Long Yingtian without any scruples to mention the extermination of the Tianlong Dragon Clan, in Ying Long Yingtian's eyes, it is simply a naked slap in the face!

With a flip of the palm, a silver spear appeared in Ying Long Yingtian's statement, this is his divine soldier Ying Gentian, only used in the humanoid state, this is before the dragon's nest, Ying Long's real body is too large, and it is easy to destroy the dragon's nest when he hands over, or the humanoid state is better.

"If you don't say it, forget it, when Ben Long destroys you, you don't need to know who you are!"

With a cold snort, Ying Long Yingtian's long spear shook and shot towards the middle-aged Taoist, the water flow above the gunfire was entangled, and circles of weak water surged at the tip of the gun, and the huge dragon power pressed towards the middle-aged Taoist together.

"Ying Tian, this guy, is really short-tempered!"

Before Sun Wukong and Mu Chenxuan also came to the dragon's nest, they happened to see the scene of Ying Long Yingtian holding Ying Gentian attacking the middle-aged Taoist, and couldn't help but chuckle and shook their heads.

"With Ying Long's shot, that guy is going to be unlucky!"

Aotian Demon Emperor Mu Chenxuan laughed, with a look of amusement, they were so badly pitted by this bastard before, they could see that this guy was suffering under Ying Long Yingtian, Mu Chenxuan was not in a good mood!

"It's hard to say, it's an Absolute Immortal Sword!"

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly, the four swords of Zhuxian are known as the sharpest killing swords, which can cut all things in the heavens, this name is not casually said, I don't know how many masters died under the four swords of Zhuxian during the battle of the gods, especially in the Great Array of Ten Thousand Immortals, nearly 10,000 immortals were strangled by the four swords of Zhuxian, and its murderous reputation can be seen!

Although this middle-aged man only holds a Peerless Immortal Sword, with his half-step quasi-saint strength, it is really hard to say how much lethality he can burst out!

Sun Wukong's voice has not yet fallen, Ying Long Yingtian has already fought with the middle-aged man, the gun shadow is in the air, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the deafening sound of gold and iron and the sound of air explosion resounded through the four fields, indeed the same as Sun Wukong said, Ying Long Yingtian did not have the upper hand, the sword qi emitted by the Absolute Immortal Sword was too violent, Ying Long Yingtian's gun strength could not be compared with it at all, and he could only rely on higher cultivation and strength to smooth out the huge gap between the divine soldiers.