"Pay attention to the rear. Everyone said he had an elf dragon, who was at the level of the God Lord, why no one listened to me?" Sikong Qing covered the wound on his body and said helplessly.

When Zhu Minglang locked these guards in the Tomb Sword Mountain, the elves Fluorescent Dragon went crazy. There were not a hundred or eighty bones that were broken. Most of the guards were defeated one by one by one by the elves Fluorescent Dragon. The remaining guards Sikong Yuantu was also unable to use the sword of punishment anymore!

Sikong Yuantu's face turned pale.

Why didn’t I think before that the guards under my command were all such waste.

An elf dragon can destroy most of them!

However, Sikong Yuantu did nothing.

At least Sikong Yuantu had already stood in front of Zhu Minglang, and his sword skills were still amazing. Even if Zhu Minglang used the Tomb Sinking Sword, he still broke through the Tomb Sword.

He was only five meters away from Zhu Minglang, his eyes were full of ruthlessness. Sikong Yuantu suddenly showed his sword, and six layers of sword energy appeared. Each layer of sword energy was as thin as paper. This was achieved by cultivating the sword realm to a certain level. The thinner the sword energy, the stronger the cutting power. This paper-thin sword energy could directly divide a city on earth into two!

Zhu Minglang replaced the sword with his finger and pointed at Sikong Yuantu.

Sikong Yuantu sneered, feeling that Zhu Minglang no longer had any ability to resist.

But with just this finger, Sikong Yuantu suddenly felt a powerful sword energy, like a mysterious beast emerging from the void, pounced towards him.

Those thin sword energy as thin as paper were torn apart. Then Sikong Yuantu's eyes went dark. In the darkness, a bright red sword pointed in front of him. The sword was as big as the world and the universe, and it could not be seen at the end. The tip of the sword was poking at the bridge of his nose. As long as he moved one inch further, he would be smashed to pieces!!

Sikong Yuantu was shocked and hurriedly put away all his sword power.

But it is very harmful to one person to work hard to recover and it is easy to dislocate himself.

Sikong Yuantu suddenly withdrew his sword, but dislocated his arm.

Even so, Sikong Yuantu still retreated quickly and endured the huge pain of dislocating his arm. He firmly believed that if he didn't do this, he would definitely die!

Finally, Sikong Yuantu retreated to a safe position.

His pores were wide open and he was sweating like rain.

Sikong Yuantu looked closely and saw a red spirit fairy sword hanging in front of Zhu Minglang. The sword did not chase it out, but was like a special guard, always guarding Zhu Minglang at a distance of several steps.

Sikong Yuantu is also a master of the sword god. He can feel the terrifying aura emitted by Zhu Minglang's spiritual immortal sword. He may have reached the peak of the level of the God Lord.

And Sikong Yuantu himself is just a superior god.

He looked around again, wondering if there was a sword immortal master hidden behind Zhu Minglang, otherwise how would he explain his fairy sword protecting his body? But Sikong Yuantu did not see any hidden person. If there was really a hidden person, he would have been able to detect the other party's sword.

Not only did he not find the hidden master, Sikong Yuantu also realized the uniqueness of the fairy sword, and its body was actually exuding a dragon breath!

"Sword Spirit Immortal Dragon?" Sikong Yuantu finally understood, and his eyes showed a little jealousy and anger!!

There is a sword spirit turning into a dragon in the world!

This is not a real sword spirit, but a dragon incarnated by a sword spirit!

No wonder Sikong Cheng repeatedly emphasized before that Zhu Minglang is good at swordsmanship, and this is why the other party can use swordsmanship!

"The top Xuanlong, the top Sword Spirit Dragon, no wonder this kid doesn't take any immortals seriously!" At this time, the immortal master Linghu also saw the mystery hidden by Zhu Minglang, with a bit of coldness in his tone.

On the Yuheng Divine Corridor, whose cultivation level reaches the level of the God Lord can basically establish a sect and rank among the top twenty in the Yuheng Divine Corridor.

Zhu Minglang alone has Xuanlong at the top of the God Lord level and Sword Spirit Dragon with the top of the God Lord level. Such strength is only a handful of in the Yuheng Star Palace. I am afraid that only the five sword immortals can cure Zhu Minglang.

"Linghu Shen, it's time for this, why are you still hesitating? I will restrain the Xuanlong. Sikong Yuantu and Jiang Que work together to attract the attention of the sword spirit dragon. Whether you can get the ten thousand-year condensation depends on you!" said the Immortal Master Linghu.

Change the strategy!

After seeing Zhu Minglang's strong strength, Master Linghu no longer wanted to defeat Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang is a dragon-controlling demon ancestor who emerged from nowhere. Even the three factions of their three factions have no chance of winning. Although this fact is difficult to accept, the Immortal Linghu at least has a brain.

They snatched the Wannian Ninghua and fled everywhere. They were the ones who won in the end.

Linghu Shen has never taken action.

Maybe I think it’s not a glorious thing for so many people to deal with Zhu Minglang, and I don’t want to take this shameless step.

But Linghu Shen dared not disobey the order of the immortal master.

His strength is not inferior to that of the Great Shou Feng Sikong Yuantu.

Moreover, what he learned was not the guardian sword technique, but the real Yuheng sword technique in the Yuheng Star Palace.

He stepped out of the Star Illusion Body Technique and flashed past the Elf Fluorescent Dragon. The Elf Fluorescent Dragon immediately used the Nine-Stage Instant Step to chase, but the Elf Fluorescent Dragon still did not keep up with Linghu Shen.

Linghu Shen arrived behind Zhu Minglang. When the moment he stopped, circles of green light swords appeared around Linghu Shen. These green light swords formed a gorgeous and shocking wheel ring, just like a thousand-petal lotus.

Zhu Minglang turned around and saw the sword magic powers used by Linghu Shen, and couldn't help laughing and said, "The Goddess Yuheng once said that to learn the Heavenly Level Sword Technique, you must first castrate yourself. Linghu Shen, you are not the one who made this sacrifice just for the secret of the sword technique, right?"

"My outfit is a personal preference and has nothing to do with what you say. The Yuheng Sword Technique requires practicing swordsmanship and people with feminine constitutions and coldness. I am the natural cold and yin body." Linghu Shen said.

"Oh, then I really don't fit." Zhu Minglang shook his head.

The goddess Yuheng Star did not deceive herself. If she wanted to learn some of the unique skills of Yuheng Star Palace, physical fitness was the key, which is why those people care about whether Yuxian was getting married.

"A few days ago, I also learned some sword techniques, and there happened to be similar sword moves." Zhu Minglang continued.

Linghu Shen frowned. He hesitated for a while and slowed down the speed of using the sword magic power.

But soon, Linghu Shen realized something was wrong again. He looked behind Zhu Minglang and found that the little white dragon beside Zhu Minglang flew towards the Wannian Ninghua Immortal Thorn Flower, and then ate Wannian Ninghua into his stomach with big mouthfuls, and the one that ate was called fragrant!

"You... deliberately delay time!" Linghu Shen said angrily.

"An hour has come. You try your best to restrain my dragon. Am I delaying your time?" Zhu Minglang smiled.

"Half left!" Linghu Shen hurriedly drew his sword.
Chapter completed!