740 Golems

And at the moment when Feng Qingyang was shocked by the sword qi, the old man's eyes flashed, and he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and at the same moment, the magic sword in his hand turned, and the essence blood dripped on the magic sword, and two lines like a dragon appeared in an instant.

This pattern is clearly visible, extremely detailed, even the beard of the dragon can be clearly seen, with the flow of essence blood, the body of the magic sword suddenly released a touch of brilliance.

The dragon seemed to come to life, the scarlet scale armor, the hideous face accompanied the appearance of the old man, full of unbeatable majesty, but this majesty seemed a little abnormal.

"Do you think you can control this magic sword lightly? With my essence blood, cast the magic sword sword spirit, and kill people with the magic sword sword spirit, who can match it!" As he spoke, his wrist flicked, and the magic sword pointed forward.

Two deafening roars came, almost piercing everyone's eardrums, and under the strong force of the clear wind, the old man directly awakened the magic sword spirit.

The two red dragons came out of their bodies, and almost at the moment when the roar appeared, they spun in the heavens and the earth, the thick dragon body coiled, and the bearer was in a violent wind, and suddenly it rained rain.

As soon as the dragon roared, the visible red aura burst out, like lightning, covering the wind at the last moment, barely giving him any time to resist.

The tearing sensation shook his soul, and the violent impact almost tore his body apart, and the originally broken armor was dented again under the impact, revealing the white bones in it.

Despite the pain, Feng Qingyang did not have the slightest fear, and even his expression did not change a little, with the impact of this violence, his body was like a lightning light, and he pushed backwards again with a brush.

At this time, the Quartet had long been out of the core circle of the main hall of the Qian family, and the ancient trees in the Quartet were towering to the sky, like a primeval forest, but with his arrival, the tranquility of this place was instantly broken.

At the moment of stopping, he raised his right hand, and a trace in the palm of his hand flashed with light, it was nothing else, it was the demon heart comprehended in the demon cliff, the demon heart was not a supernatural power, but it could be transformed into his demonic will.

Feng Qingyang roared, and with this sound, he pushed forward with one hand, and the light was sealed on the spinning red dragon, which was the same as the essence light it emitted.

At this moment, the power of the magic sword completely exploded, and the dragon was not crazy, but the breath it carried was oppressing the earth, as if the ancient beast was about to awaken.

With a bang, the earth shattered, and the forest, which was originally impenetrable to the naked eye, exploded directly under the pressure of the dragon, and the overflowing earth and stone were instantly squeezed into powder after flying into the void.

Hovering over the old man, the dragon's head poked out for dozens of feet, and his body surrounded his body, and when he saw the scratches on the palm of the wind, his eyes became even deeper.

"This person must be a big trouble for my Wang family, if you don't kill him, there will be endless troubles in the future!" the old man said secretly, his eyes sank, and he didn't stop immediately.

"If this sword really belongs to you, maybe you have already killed me, but now that you have become a puppet of this magic sword, what qualifications do you have to come and kill?"

Feng Qingyang spoke softly, his palm was still facing the hideous dragon head, his expression was calm, although there was a hideous wound on his body, but it still couldn't affect it at all.

His words, like thunder, fell on the old man's ears, making him tremble, for many years, no one dared to speak to him like this, whether it was his cultivation or the magic sword on his body, it made him a peerless overlord in the Transformation Dao Realm.

Maybe even he forgot that this magic sword did not belong to him, or maybe he had been eroded by the magic sword in countless years of subtle transformation.

When Feng Qingyang opened his mouth, the shock brought to him in an instant was tantamount to a heavy blow to his heart, he took a deep breath, stabilized his fluctuating mind, and looked at Feng Qingyang with even more resentment.

Seeing him like this, Feng Qingyang secretly said that there was a play, but the previous words were actually just side knocks, if he hadn't felt the demonic nature of the old man, he wouldn't have spoken like this.

But the words of the test fell on the old man's ears, and the changes produced, even he did not expect.

Thinking about it, his footsteps moved, he shook the messy long hair in front of his forehead, and stepped forward, and the momentum of the explosion was superimposed to the peak in an instant, just one step, and the distance between them was shortened.

He did not advance but retreated, at the approaching moment, the scratch on the palm of the palm suddenly flashed, and he grabbed the dragon head with his five fingers in the air, and under this grasp, the demon heart rippled, and instantly held one of the dragon heads.

As soon as the mana turned, the incomparable power exploded, only to hear a boom, the old man's body shook, and the magic sword spirit transformed by the blood dance demon sword was actually pinched and exploded in an instant.

This scene fell in the eyes of the old man, which made his heart shake, and the words that Feng Qingyang had said before suddenly expanded in his ears, and he didn't dare to think about it now.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, although it was imperceptible, but it was still seen by Feng Qingyang, he really couldn't believe that he could only enter the Dao realm, why could he burst out with such a powerful power.

So much so that he can threaten his own life, although the fight is short, this short fight is like a season of fighting, and the shock brought by it has almost reached its peak.

The most important factor in the failure of the Wang family is still in Feng Qingyang, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have the current scene, let alone let himself have a moment of inner wavering.

Suddenly, there was a sense of decadence in the center of his eyebrows, this decadence almost made him feel a sense of despair, if it weren't for the cultivation of the strong, the decadence was suppressed, I am afraid that he would have been defeated a long time ago.

The magic sword was in the air, and there was only one dragon head left, and the power it should have was under the collapse of Feng Qingyang, and he could only burst out of the five layers, his eyes were gloomy, and he almost dripped water when he looked at Feng Qingyang.

"My Wang family, how can I be defeated in the hands of your little zombie?" Ge, the old man shouted, and threw the magic sword into the sky, and at that moment, under the rotation of the magic sword, six identical afterimages instantly appeared, locking Feng Qingyang in it.

"Demon Sword, Demon Punishment!" his face was hideous, and he roared, the vibration on his body became stronger and stronger, and the backlash brought by this time was more obvious, and the paleness on his face did not dissipate for a long time.

But under this roar, the coercion of the demon sword broke out at a peak, the sword qi rotated, blocking the void in all directions, and a pillar of light converged on the top of Feng Qingyang's head, and fell suddenly.

With a whistling sound and indescribable speed, it was like a pop that crossed the sky, and in a flash, it came to the wind-swept front door.

The outbreak of the magic sword made the old man even more crazy, almost at the moment of landing, he slapped his palm on his chest, and as soon as the essence blood came out, he raised his hand and quickly engraved complex and difficult inscriptions in the void.

This scene fell in Feng Qingyang's eyes, although he couldn't understand it, his pupils suddenly shrank, and an unparalleled crisis appeared in his heart.