Chapter 1042： Delay time

"Pay attention to the rear, I said to pay attention to the rear, he also has an Elf Dragon, at the level of the Divine Lord, why no one listens to me." Sikong Qing said helplessly, covering the wound on his body.

When Zhu Minglang locked these guards in the Tomb Sword Mountain, the fairy dragons were slain, and the bones and joints that were kicked off were 100 or 80. Most of the guards were broken by the fairy dragons one by one, and the remaining guards were big. Sikong Yuantu is also difficult to sing alone, and can no longer use the sword of punishment!

Sikong Yuantu's face was pale.

Before, why didn't I feel that these guards under my hands were such a waste.

A faerie dragon can kill most of them!

However, Sikong Yuantu didn't do nothing at all.

At least Sikong Yuantu was already standing in front of Zhu Minglang, his swordsmanship was still good, even if Zhu Minglang used the tomb sword, he still broke the tomb sword.

He was no more than five meters away from Zhu Minglang, and his eyes showed a fierce color. Sikong Yuantu suddenly showed his sword. There were six layers of sword aura, and each layer of sword aura was as thin as paper. This was to cultivate the sword realm to It can be done only at a certain level. The thinner the sword aura, the stronger the cutting power. This thin, paper-thin sword aura may be able to directly divide a human city in two!

Zhu Minglang replaced the sword with his fingers and pointed towards Sikong Yuantu.

Sikong Yuantu sneered, feeling that Zhu Minglang had no parry ability anymore.

But with just such a finger, Sikong Yuantu suddenly felt a majestic sword aura, like a mysterious animal born out of the void, leaping towards him.

Those swords that were as thin as paper were really torn apart like paper. Then Sikong Yuantu's eyes went black. In the darkness, a red sword pointed in front of him. The sword was as big as the universe, and the end was not visible. The tip is poking into the bridge of his nose, as long as he moves forward an inch, he will be broken into pieces!

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

However, it is very hurtful for a person to pull back with effort, and it is easy to dislocate himself.

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

Even so, Sikong Yuantu still retreated backwards, enduring the pain of dislocation of 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 open all over his body, and he was sweating like rain.

Sikong Yuantu took a closer look, but saw that there was a silver red spirit immortal sword hanging in front of Zhu Minglang. The sword did not chase out, just like a special guard, always guarding Zhu Minglang at a distance of a few steps from Zhu Minglang.

Sikong Yuantu is also a master of the sword god, he can feel the terrifying aura exuded by Zhu Minglang's spiritual fairy sword, and he is afraid that he has reached the peak of the **** master level.

And Sikong Yuantu himself was just a high-ranking **** master.

He looked around again, wondering if there was a master sword immortal hidden behind Zhu Minglang, or how to explain his body guard of the fairy sword, but Sikong Yuantu did not see any hidden ones, there are hidden ones. If this is the case, he should be able to detect the opponent's sword.

Not only didn't find the hidden expert, Sikong Yuantu also noticed the difference of this fairy sword, it actually exudes dragon's breath!

"Sword Spirit Fairy Dragon?" Sikong Yuantu finally understood, a bit of jealousy and irritation appeared in his eyes!

There is a sword spirit transforming a dragon in the world!

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

No wonder Sikongcheng has repeatedly emphasized that Zhu Minglang knows how to use swordsmanship, and that's why the other party is able to use swordsmanship!

"The supreme Xuanlong, the supreme Sword Spirit Dragon, no wonder this kid doesn't put any gods in his eyes!" At this time, Master Linghu also saw Zhu Minglang's hidden mystery, and his tone was somewhat cold. .

In Yuheng Shenjiang, those whose cultivation base reaches the level of God Lord can basically start a sect and rank among the top twenty in Yuheng Shenjiang.

Zhu Minglang owns the Xuanlong of the Supreme Divine Master and the Sword Spirit Dragon of the Supreme Divine Master. This kind of strength is also one of the few in the Yuheng Star Palace. I am afraid that only the five sword immortals can cure Zhu. clear.

"Linghushen, this is the time, what are you still hesitating about. The profound dragon is controlled by me, Sikong Yuantu and Jiang Que work together to attract the attention of the sword spirit dragon, whether you can get that Wannian Sublimation? , It's up to you!" Immortal Master Linghu said.

Change strategy!

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

Zhu Minglang is a dragon-controlling demon ancestor born out of the sky, and the three factions have no chance of winning together. Although this fact is difficult to accept, Master Linghu at least has a brain.

Grabbing Wannian Sublimation Hua and then fleeing around, it was them who won in the end.

Linghushen never made a move.

I probably think that it is not a glorious thing for so many people to deal with a Zhu Minglang, and I don't want to take this shameless step.

But Linghushen did not dare to defy the order of the fairy master.

His strength is not inferior to Dashou Feng Sikong Yuantu.

And what he learned was not about keeping swordsmanship, but the real Yuheng swordsmanship of Yuheng Star Palace.

He stepped out of the star illusion, and actually flashed by the fairy Yinglong. The fairy Yinglong immediately used nine steps to chase him, but the fairy Yinglong still did not keep up with Linghushen.

Linghushen arrived behind Zhu Minglang. The moment he stopped, a circle of azure swords appeared around Linghushen. These azure swords formed a gorgeous and shocking ring, like a thousand flowers. Petal lotus.

Zhu Minglang turned around and saw Linghushen's magical swordsmanship, he couldn't help but laughed: "The goddess Yuhengxing once said that to learn the heavenly swordsmanship, you must first come from the palace, Linghushen, you Wouldn't it be the person who made this sacrifice for the sake of the sword art secret?"

"My dress is a personal preference, it has nothing to do with your statement. Yuheng Jianjue needs to practice the sword and the body is feminine and cold. I am a natural cold and yin body." Linghu Shen said.

"Oh, then I am really not suitable." Zhu Minglang shook his head.

The goddess Yuhengxing didn't lie to herself either. If you want to learn some jerkiness of Yuhengxing Palace, physique is the key, which is why those people care about whether Yuxian is married or not.

"A few days ago, UU read , I also learned some swordsmanship, which happened to have similar swordsmanship." Zhu Minglang continued.

Linghushen frowned, he hesitated for a while, and slowed down some of his sword skills.

But soon Linghushen noticed something wrong again. He looked behind Zhu Minglang and found that the little white dragon next to Zhu Minglang didn't know when he flew towards the Wannian Condensed Huaxian Thorn Flower. , And then eat Wannian Ninghua into the stomach with a big mouthful, and the one eaten is fragrant!

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

"An hour has come, you have tried all kinds of ways to contain my dragon, am I not delaying your time?" Zhu Minglang laughed.

"Half left!" Linghushen hurried out his sword.

What they want is exactly half, and if the little white dragon eats the remaining half, it is not a loss for them!