Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 935

The old man Jian Crazy didn't say anything, but at this moment, his withered hand swung suddenly, and with a bang, the nothingness in the big courtyard suddenly split open, blood flashed, and a demon sword fell from the sky.

That's right!It is the Blood Dragon Demon Sword!

It's just that it looks ordinary here, without revealing the slightest sword power.

However, at the moment it appeared, Wentian's heart skipped a beat, and with a buzzing sound, the immortal light on his body was shining brightly, and the six-component immortal array appeared automatically in a strange way.

"Om!" Also at this moment, the blood dragon demon knife, which was originally gloomy, suddenly trembled, and a mysterious blood talisman appeared, trying to break the seal of the knife body.

Sensing its strangeness, the old sword maniac suddenly opened his eyes, and then he raised his head, and set his eyes on the shadow of the sword that was about to solidify in the six-armed fairy formation.

"Although it is a weapon made by the Dragon Emperor, and you have condensed a wisp of the Dragon Emperor's will in your body, but with your current strength, you still cannot control this knife." He murmured, looking at the six people behind Wentian. The instrument fairy array, the eyes are thoughtful.

Wentian's heart moved, and the six-armed fairy formation behind him disappeared, and then he took a deep breath again, and said: "Boy thank you for saving my life that day, but this blood dragon demon sword is very important to this junior, and I hope that senior can fulfill it." .”

After the words fell, he was still uneasy.

You must know that the demon knife in front of you is the blood dragon demon knife, the sacred weapon of the entire dragon clan, the peak imperial weapon, and just the leaked extreme energy can destroy ordinary ancient treasures.

Even though the old man in front of him is the guardian of the human race, it doesn't mean that the other party is not indifferent.

On the contrary, such a powerful character needs such imperial weapons even more, because only they can fully exert the power of these peak imperial weapons.

Jian Crazy Old Man suddenly closed his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep.

In response to this, Wentian's heart beat faster, and he still arched his hands, not even daring to breathe.

Even though he is now the emperor of a country and the heaven of this mortal world, facing the old man in front of him, he still feels a tremor in his heart.

Not to mention the astonishing means of the old man in front of him, just the name of the opponent's boundary guard and the kindness to save his life before made him respectful and fearful.

Time passed by like this second by second, and before he knew it, sweat the size of soybeans was soaked on his forehead, as if he was engaged in a battle between heaven and man.

It can be said that since becoming Emperor, it was the first time he felt so depressed.

"This sword is so strange, let alone ordinary people, it is difficult to control even the gods and kings. If you want to completely eliminate the remaining power of the Black Demon Dragon Emperor, there is only one way, and that is to sacrifice the sword with the blood and soul of the Dragon Emperor." .”

"You still have a wisp of the Dragon Emperor's soul in your body, as long as you sacrificially refine it with the Dragon Emperor's blood, this knife can be completely controlled by you, and your technique will reach perfection."

After a long silence, the old sword maniac spoke again.

Immediately, he opened his eyes suddenly, stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and the Blood Dragon Demon Saber, which was glowing with blood, regained its calmness again.

"The blood of the Dragon Emperor?" Hearing his words, Wen Tian frowned deeply, feeling extremely heavy, because the Dragon Emperor had fallen, where did he get the blood of the Dragon Emperor.

As if aware of what he was thinking, the pupils of the old sword maniac were suddenly bloodshot, and he immediately looked in a certain direction: "Dragon Cave!"

That is the direction of the Dragon Valley.

"A dragon lair in the dragon realm?" Wentian's eyes suddenly became sharp.

He cupped his hands again, then put away the blood dragon demon knife on the ground, and the next moment his hand flashed a purple light, and a purple fruit appeared.

Immortal fruit!

At the beginning, he took five of the nine immortal fruits, and his six senior brothers Wukong got one, Yichen got one, Wu Feng, and Zhigu's Huang each got one.

Among the five he got, he had already devoured one, gave him one for Master Gu Yun, one for the ancient sword, and one for his master Xingguan, and the one in front of him is the last one left.

"Senior is very kind and virtuous, and this junior will never forget it. This divine fruit is just a little gift from this junior." He sent the undead divine fruit to the sword-crazy old man.

However, what is surprising is that the old man Jian Crazy didn't pay any attention to it, nor did he show a look of shock.

"The old man has lived for too long, and sooner or later he will be buried in the world, but I hope you can remember one thing, the human race is indestructible, even if it is smashed to pieces, you must protect the world of the human race, especially this mortal world." He said earnestly. Come on.

After the words fell, before Wentian could reply, he suddenly waved his hand, and a powerful force of cultivation blasted him out of the big courtyard in an instant.

When Wentian came back to his senses, he found himself in the sky of the imperial capital.

"The human race is indestructible..." His eyes were firm, and he secretly said in his heart.

At this moment, he also vaguely sensed that this mortal world seemed to be extremely important, because no matter if it was the monster race, or the dragon race, ghost race, demon race, etc., they all wanted to take it for themselves.

Maybe there are some secrets in this mortal world that the world doesn't know.

……

A month later, a huge dragon soared in the sky, blowing a violent wind, and the sound of the dragon's chant resounded through the sky.

This is a green dragon, the energy leaked from its body has reached the peak of the Second Realm, and its huge body is nearly ten thousand feet long, majestic and mighty.

However, on its back, there were actually two people sitting cross-legged, a young man in white and an old man with a hunchback.

That's right!This white-clothed young man is exactly Wentian, while this hunchbacked old man is Lao Baxia.

Three days ago, all the ancient people in the small world in his body, as well as the villagers in the Tianxue Mountain Range, were all removed from the Tianyuan Continent by him, because he was going to enter the dangerous Dragon Realm, where life and death were unpredictable.

After all, today's dragon clan can be ruled by the Dark Demon Dragon King, and his minions are everywhere, but whether it is about his grandfather or going deep into the dragon's lair to get the blood of the Dragon Emperor, he has no choice.

He can still remember Xiao Jiu's appearance back then, but it caused a sensation in the minds of countless people, because as long as he reached the level of a true god, he would be able to perceive his shocking talent.

Even Ye Feng, who has always regarded himself as a shocking genius, couldn't help becoming vigilant, because his intuition told him that maybe it wouldn't be long before this little kid in front of him would follow his steps.

It was also because of this that he fell into a mad cultivation for a while, because he didn't want to be surpassed by others, especially a junior who was younger than him.

"Senior Tyrant, I wonder how much you know about the Dragon Realm?" Wentian suddenly opened his eyes and asked.

"Little master, I don't know the situation in the dragon world, but if there is anyone in the entire dragon clan who can stand up to the Black Demon Dragon King, it is definitely the Lord of the White Dragon." The old tyrant said.

"Lord of the White Dragon?" Hearing his words, Wen Tian's eyes flashed brightly, thoughtful.

PS: (There are still three changes in the past few days, and two changes will start next month. I plan to finish it slowly, get a perfect attendance award, and devote half of my energy to writing a new book.)
(This time the new book will be published after 150 chapters. I don’t want to have no manuscripts like this one. It’s really tiring to write a chapter and update it. I hope everyone understands that the next book will be updated three times a day, and at least four on Saturdays and Sundays. )
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