Eternal Devil

Chapter 533 Blood Word Scholar

Rumble!
Above the blue sky, a huge red dragon with a length of [-] meters was hovering. Its eyes shot out scarlet light like lanterns, and the red scales on its body shone in the sunlight. The chilling light dazzled the poor monks present.

This is the town beast in Chimen!
It's called Red Dragon!
The red dragon is originally a dragon family!Why does it submit to the people of Chimen?

A long time ago, it offended the Dragon King by stealing the golden soul water!

The Dragon King issued a hunting order!
On the way, the founder of Chimen saved Chilong's life despite the great pressure of the Dragon King, regardless of the pressure of the Dragon King!So far, the red dragon has just turned his heart to the red gate, and promises to obey the master of the red gate all his life!
Speaking of which, if the red dragon hadn't stolen the water of the golden soul, how could it be possible to obey a human being?
At this moment, it was hovering in mid-air, looking down at the poor monks below with contempt, as if looking at a group of ants.

The expressions of arrogance, disdain, and indifference clearly fell into Daosheng's eyes.

"It's unreasonable!" Daosheng snorted coldly in his heart.

"What's there to be angry about? The dragon race has always been a noble race. They don't take any race seriously! They even regard human beings as ants and dismiss them!" The voice of the soul of the sword spirit echoed in Daosheng's mind.

"The dragon race is the most top race! God has bestowed great power on this race, a strong body, amazing spiritual power, and also endowed this race with endless arrogance! But this race is not invincible! According to legend, ten thousand Years ago, a human broke through his own confinement and mastered the power of heaven and earth. His physical body was comparable to an artifact, his power far surpassed that of dragons, his speed was faster than lightning, and his spiritual power was shocking and even frightening. There is a legend..."

The soul of the sword spirit was particularly excited.

But Daosheng trembled all over when he heard it, and those pictures couldn't help appearing in his mind.

"Master the power of heaven and earth? The body is comparable to an artifact? The power is far superior to that of dragons? The speed is faster than lightning?" Daosheng was shocked. He didn't expect such a peerless master to appear in the human race!
This person will definitely be praised by future generations!

But why had he never heard of it?
"Why don't we humans know about this?"

The soul of the sword spirit was silent for a moment, then sighed, with a bit of anger in his voice.

"Although that man is a legendary figure, he was defeated by the sky after all..."

"Defeated to the sky?" Daosheng was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "What is the explanation for this?"

"During a breakthrough, he went through eight catastrophes, but died on the last floor, which is the ninth catastrophe. He ended up miserable, and even... no bones left!" The voice of the sword spirit soul was bleak. .

"Later, in order to obliterate him, the Dragon Clan killed all the people who knew about it! At that time, the whole world was full of blood, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. One after another, human corpses or Falling on the bloody ground or being swallowed by the dragon clan..."

"No one knows that in the history of the human race, a powerful monk once appeared. He killed the king of the dragon clan, and he was proud of the entire hundred clans! He defended the entire human race but lost to the sky..."

These words reverberated in Daosheng's mind, just like the sound of drums, making Daosheng's body tremble slightly.

Once upon a time, such a character appeared in the human race?
"He...is he your master?" Daosheng asked after hesitating for a moment, recalling the words of Sword Spirit Soul.

The Soul of Sword Spirit was silent for a while, then said: "That's right, he is my previous master! His name is Blood Word Scholar!"

"Blood Words!" Dao Sheng memorized the name deeply.

"My master came to a miserable end in that catastrophe, while I was seriously injured and fell from the first-class continent to the second-class continent, and then buried in the river of history! Unexpectedly, the young man took me Get it out!"

"And you are my second master! I hope you can reach the height of the Blood Word, and even surpass him!"

When Dao Sheng heard these words, his eyes dimmed slightly, he sighed, and muttered in his heart: "If I can reach the height of Senior Yan, I will die without regret!"

"One must not be aimless! In my opinion, you may not have the achievements of a blood-speaking man! As long as you practice with all your heart and confidence, and with my help, you will definitely have a lot of achievements in the future! You know, if you don't have my help , how could the Blood Word Scholar have such achievements!" said the soul of the sword spirit confidently.

"Okay!" Dao Sheng's eyes shone slightly, and he shook his hands firmly.

There was an air of king exuding from him!There is a powerful momentum that is not afraid of the sky and the earth!However, the eyes of the people present all stayed on the top and did not look at him!
However, one person paid attention to him.

"Oh? The air of a king? You have this aura at such a young age, and you have realized the way of a king? No wonder, no wonder you must save him! But the more he is like this, the more I want to kill him he!"

At this moment, the middle-aged Chi Jun who was stepping on the red dragon was staring at the young man in white below!
And after his words fell, everyone's eyes shifted in an instant!

"It's him!"

"It's the dead boy who went against Han Sheng!"

"Chijun's evaluation of him is so high!"

Daosheng felt countless gazes and didn't care. He raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man with a gloomy face above him.

He is not afraid!
Above, the red dragon also fixed his eyes on the young man in white.

It sensed the weak spiritual power in the latter, and then closed its eyes with disdain.

In its eyes, the white-clothed young man below is nothing more than an ant!

Even if the young man can exude the aura of a king, his cultivation is only at the third level of the Earth Tribulation Realm, and he has not even reached the Heaven Tribulation Realm. This really can't attract its attention!

Regarding the appearance of the red dragon, Daosheng sneered again and again in his heart, and he muttered: "If I have strong strength in the future, I will definitely learn from the words of the blood warriors, and kill every single one of you in the land of your dragon clan!"

"Haha! That's the attitude! That's the aura! The master was even more arrogant than you back then! The master has offended many powerful monks and races in his life, but he never died at the hands of these monks!"

"According to what the master said back then, if you offend me, I will definitely not let you have good fruit!"

The voice of the soul of the sword spirit echoed in Daosheng's mind!

Daosheng nodded heavily, and muttered: "It's the same for offending me!"

He was never afraid of offending people!

In this world, there is no one he can't afford...

Standing proudly on top of the red dragon is a middle-aged man in fluttering gray clothes!
He stepped straight on the dragon scales like a javelin.

The strong wind blew, causing his long hair to flutter, and there was a sense of murderous intent invisibly, and the surrounding temperature continued to drop.

The middle-aged man was carrying a long sword on his back. He looked at the young man in white with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then he moved his right hand back and took out the long sword!

Clang!

The long sword buzzed!

Holding the long sword, he pointed at the white-clothed young man below, blood-colored light burst out from his eyes, which was particularly terrifying, and he shouted: "Boy, take your life!"

Take one step forward and point the sword at Daosheng!

Seeing this, Daosheng was startled. He could feel the endless evil spirit roaring towards him like a tide, and the terrifying pressure pressed down on his thin body like a mountain. I can't even breathe!

However, how could the head of the poor family make the other party happy?
The head of the poor family snorted coldly, and shouted: "Chijun, you really don't take me seriously? Think I'm air?"

He turned into an afterimage in the void, shooting towards the front.

No matter what, it is impossible for him to let the young man in white get hurt!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the gigantic red dragon let out a roar, which echoed between the heavens and the earth, exuding terrifying coercion!

That coercion is heading towards the master of the poor family!

The poor monks around felt the terrifying coercion, their legs became weak in fright, their whole body trembled, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their hearts were horrified, as if a stone fell on the calm water and splashed layers of ripples .

This red dragon is too powerful!

The head of the poor family frowned, and he suddenly shouted, the voice echoed in the sky and the earth like thunder!

In the midst of the drinking, he quickly appeared in front of Chi Jun, and then stretched out a pair of clean hands without hesitation!

The collision of the two hands is like two sharp weapons colliding with each other, emitting a dazzling light!
boom!
The master of the poor family took a few steps back, and a smear of bright blood flowed from the corner of his mouth!

That Chijun turned around, put his toes on Chilong's body, his gray clothes fluttered, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the humble master in front of him, saying: "You really are not him..."

The master of the poor family raised his head, looked at Chi Jun, and shouted, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? You are very clear in your heart! Hmph!" He raised his head, looked down at the poor monks, and said jokingly: "A bunch of idiots!"

"I don't want to bother with the matter between you! But, you defend this kid so much, I'm afraid you have a great relationship with this kid!"

"I'm really curious about who you are!"

"He killed many disciples of my Chimen, this matter must not be left like this!"

Hearing this, the head of the poor family snorted coldly, and shouted in a strong manner, "I, the head of the poor family, will accompany you to the end!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Chi Jun smiled instead of anger, staring at the poor family master, and then turned into an afterimage in the void, shooting towards the front!

The red dragon under his feet raised its proud head, looked at the young man in white below, and then spewed out red flames from the dragon's mouth!

Seeing this scene, the master of the poor family shrank his pupils slightly, and he flew over directly, wanting to bear this terrifying flame for the young man in white!

However, the speed of the flame was so fast that it covered Daosheng's whole body in an instant!

(End of this chapter)