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194 The style of that sword

Yun Su sat opposite Pang Yue, looking outside the tent, looking into the distance, and drinking tea leisurely.

From a certain point of view, Yun Su is like a perfect work of art, with exquisite facial features and natural aura between her eyebrows and eyes. Although she is sitting there quietly, her elegant and noble temperament is clearly revealed.

She smiled softly and said: "I have not liked fighting with others since I was a child. This is the first time I have come to Zhenlong Mountain since I started practicing Taoism."

Pang Yue nodded: "Zhenlong Mountain can also be regarded as the arsenal of the Hanyue Royal Family. If we can conquer a few powerful Nine Netherworld Dragons, we can increase our combat power a lot."

The core combat power of the three-eyed demon tribe is the demon they control.

For example, the delicate and elegant princess Yunsu was born with an aversion to fighting with others, so she never came to Zhenlong Mountain.

But in the current situation, without strong strength, it may be difficult to cope with the coming storm.

The original intention of offering sacrifices to the Demon God before was to further improve his cultivation and combat power and make up for his shortcomings.

But things are unpredictable, and the devil actually gives the chosen divine guard.

The two of them came to Zhenlong Mountain this time to subjugate a Nine Netherworld Dragon for Yunsu.

The top of Zhenlong Mountain.

Above a magnificent palace complex.

The golden tent slowly stopped and hung in the air.

Hundreds of demons flew out from below, the leader of whom was about ten feet tall, with dark blue skin, eight arms, aura as deep as the abyss, and a faint smile on his face.

He bowed slightly towards the golden tent and said in a deep voice: "Pi Yi pays homage to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

This person is one of the seven great demon commanders of the Hanyue Dynasty, the eight-armed cold demon, Piyi.

After he saluted, he stood proudly in the void, with hundreds of demons behind him, including more than a dozen demon generals in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, and the rest were all spirit demons in the Taoist realm.

These hundred people stood in one place, like thousands of troops, with an impressive momentum.

Yun Su's soft voice came from the golden tent: "Mr. Pi, I am here this time to find a Nine Netherworld Dragon. Please make some arrangements."

When Pi Yi heard this, his expression moved slightly, and he said with a sincere look: "Pi is sitting here for the royal court. He has two responsibilities. The first is to preside over the Zhenlong Mountain Formation to prevent the Nine Netherworld Dragon from rushing out of the Dragon Abyss. The second is to guard the front.

The members of the royal family who came here to select the Dark Dragon are in danger."

"Although Her Royal Highness the Princess has a high level of cultivation, she has never been good at fighting. There are many dangers in the Dragon Abyss, which may damage the princess's golden body..."

In the golden tent, Yun Su said calmly: "There is no need for Mr. Pi to worry about this matter. I have my own arrangements."

Pi Yi smiled and shook his head, sighing: "Your Highness, I'm afraid you don't know the danger in the Dragon Abyss. There are thousands of double-horned dragons, hundreds of four-cornered dragons, more than ten hexagonal dragons, and two eight-cornered dragons."

Minglong...even Pimou would not dare to approach easily."

"Your Highness, please come back. How about one day that Pi Mou hunts a dark dragon in person and sends it to the palace?"

Inside the golden tent, Yun Su's pretty face was tense, her silver teeth were clenched secretly, and there was a hint of sullenness in the corners of her eyes and brows, which was faintly visible, but even more charming.

Although I was prepared for it, I didn't expect that I was turned down.

She shouted softly: "Mr. Pi, this Zhenlong Mountain is the land of my Hanyue Dynasty after all. I can go in and take a look?!"

"Your Highness, please calm down!"

Pi Yi smiled casually and said: "The underworld dragon in Longyuan is restless today. Pi is trying his best to suppress it with the dragon-suppressing formation. I'm afraid there will be some inconvenience. If your highness just goes in to take a look, you might as well come back another day."

Yun Su said coldly: "What if I have to go in today?"

"That can only disappoint His Highness. It is my bounden duty to guard this place. If Your Highness insists on forcing his way in, you will have to step over my corpse."

Pi Yi smiled calmly.

Yun Su smiled coldly: "Are you really afraid of taking action as I am?"

Outside the golden tent, the accompanying maids and boys suddenly became nervous.

If the princess gets into a fight with this eight-armed cold demon, then... the dynasty is afraid that things will change!

Behind Pi Yi, the aura of hundreds of demons suddenly changed, and they soared into the sky with murderous intent.

On Zhenlong Mountain, blazing flames erupted, and large arrays roared into action, emitting strange lights.

Pi Yi looked at the golden tent with an indifferent expression, and suddenly said with a smile: "There is another person in your highness's tent. I think he is your support for this trip. Who is he?"

Within the golden tent.

Pang Yue put down the tea cup and his eyes fell on Yun Su's bun.

He stretched out his hand slightly, and while Yun Su looked stunned, he gently took off a delicate hairpin from her bun.

"Borrow the princess's hairpin for use."

He smiled slightly and flicked the hairpin with his finger.

time.

A strange clanking sound sounded!

The Qing Demon Realm is rich in all kinds of black iron fairy gold. Yunsu's hairpin is made of precious fairy gold. It is exquisite and exquisite, and its texture is extremely strong, comparable to first- and second-level magic weapons.

In the eyes of outsiders.

As soon as Pi Yi finished asking, a clang sounded in the tent, as if in response.

but……

As the sound spread, a strong sense of worldliness filled the surroundings with lingering sounds.

The seven emotions and six desires, all kinds of illusions, are fascinating!

Including Pi Yi, hundreds of demons, as well as the accompanying maids outside the golden tent, were all inspired by what they longed for in their hearts, and instantly fell into the incomparably beautiful illusion.

"not good!"

After all, Pi Yi had a high level of cultivation, and he could react instantly when his mind moved.

His eight arms quickly formed seals, and a heart-stopping icy cold current emerged instantly, forming a hurricane around him and quickly surrounding him.

But he was still one step late!

Then he saw a slender stream of light suddenly flying out of the golden tent.

The stream of light is like a dragon swimming in the sky. It is extremely fast. In the flash of lightning, it can pierce the ice to the extreme and move wildly around the weak points!

There was a flash of light, like a sharp sword light, suddenly passing through the eight-armed cold demon's eyebrows!

next moment.

This stream of light flew out from behind Pi Yi's head and suddenly split into hundreds of streams!

At the moment when hundreds of demons lost their minds and fell into inner illusions, hundreds of streams of light silently and methodically penetrated the protective aura of these demons and penetrated from the center of their eyebrows.

Viewed from a distance, this scene is truly beautiful.

Hundreds of streams of light suddenly differentiated and then disappeared, just like the appearance of fireworks.

Within the golden tent.

Pang Yue pinched it with two fingers and caught the hairpin that flew back to the golden tent.

He leisurely inserted the hairpin back into Yun Su's bun, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

However, due to Yun Su's induction, Pi Yi and his hundreds of men were all silenced in just an instant!

A hairpin on her head has killed many people.

She vaguely remembered that the chosen divine guard in front of her once said that she had learned some killing skills...

Is this his true ability?

One of the seven great demon commanders of the Hanyue Dynasty was unable to block a single blow from his opponent!

The scene just now left her stunned, her heart was shocked to the extreme, and she felt extremely unreal.

Outside the golden tent.

The accompanying maids were all so soft that they were on the auspicious clouds, their pretty faces were blushing, their expressions were shy and springy, and their eyes were as bright as water.

When they came to their senses, all the demons blocking the golden tent had disappeared.

The sharp-eyed maid looked down and couldn't help but exclaimed.

On the square in the center of the palace complex below, countless corpses were scattered and fell, which was horrible to see.

Among them was the tall eight-armed cold demon...

"What just happened?"

The maids looked at each other, unable to hide their shock.

Yun Su recovered from the shock, glanced at Pang Yue with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said with a gentle smile: "If you don't have a flying sword, there are many more in the palace's treasury, you can go and choose as much as you like."

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess."

Pang Yue thanked him and continued to drink tea.

Yun Suze said to the maid outside the tent: "Golden hairpin and silver snow, let's go to Longyuan."

All the masters of Zhenlong Mountain were slaughtered, and the few remaining soldiers immediately led the way obediently under the scoldings of the palace maids.

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Deep in Zhenlong Mountain.

Outside a huge underground palace.

Pang Yue and Yun Su stood in front of the palace gate and looked at the plaque on the door.

——Long Yuan!

"This is written by the first ancestor of my Hanyue royal family..."

Yun Su looked at the plaque and said softly.

Pang Yue looked around and said, "A lot of thought has been put into this place."

Above the underground palace, there are eight large formations, covering them layer by layer and suppressing them.

Above the eight large formations is the surface of the foothills of Zhenlong Mountain.

The underground palace in front of you is the ninth formation.

The huge bronze door was tightly closed. Pang Yue stepped forward leisurely, pushed hard, and pushed the door open.

Roar!

Before I could clearly see the scene behind the door, I heard dragon roars coming and going.

There is no record of the Heavenly Demon Nine Netherworld Dragon in Chixiao Heaven, and it is unknown where it ranks among the three thousand Heavenly Demons.

On the contrary, it was the statue in the Demon God Palace that made Pang Yue vaguely suspect that it might be the thirteenth figurine of the Three Thousand Heavenly Demons!

The three most powerful demons known to the world of East China Sea cultivation have three heads.

The Zhouguang Demon is ranked 19th, the Divine Figurine is ranked 13th, and Xing Chong is ranked 7th!

The figurines of demons and gods have never been seen before.

Behind the door is an abyss.

Iron chains with a diameter of about ten feet are intertwined into a large circular net, covering the abyss!

The dark iron chain is covered with thick blue frost, and the light is flowing on it, showing mysterious energy.

This large network of iron chains turned out to be a large formation.

The ninth formation of Zhenlong Mountain.

The material of the iron chain is exactly the Netherworld Black Iron that Yun Su used when testing Pang Yue's strength not long ago!

It is known as the hardest material in the Blue Demon World.

Standing on the edge of the chain net, Pang Yue could not hide his shock.

Even with his strength, it is extremely difficult to refine the Netherworld Black Iron, which requires tempering day and night with supreme true fire.

Although this Nether Black Iron is not as hard as the purple and gold devil horns of the Tahoe Demon, it is also rare in the world.

And who refined the huge iron chain net in front of us?

A look of perseverance appeared on Yun Su's pretty face, and she said softly: "This great formation is the result of the ancestor's sacrifice to the demon god. Our ancestors created such a great dynasty through hard work, how can it be taken away from me...

"

It turned out to be the result of a sacrifice...

Pang Yue's eyes flickered, and he had some understanding of the figurines of the devil and gods in his heart.

This large formation may be made from the figurines of the Heavenly Demon God using the Netherworld Black Iron from the Blue Demon Realm!

Thinking back to his own experience of being forcibly appointed as the chosen divine guard and given to Yun Su, Pang Yue seemed to understand something.

Sudden.

Pang Yue heard another dragon roar coming from below the big net.

This dragon's roar is vast and vast, full of nobility, majesty, and sacredness, like the emperor of heaven and earth, the master of all living things.

He looked down and saw a giant dragon covered in blue and over a hundred feet long, winding and flying from the darkness of the abyss.

There are six dragon horns on the top of the giant dragon's head, and it exudes an icy and cold aura. There are naturally weird swirling patterns on its dragon scales, which make people dizzy after seeing it.

Nine Netherworld Dragon!

According to the Hanyue royal family's classification of the strength of this race, the six-cornered Nine Netherworld Dragon's strength is comparable to the Demon King level, which is the late stage of the Golden Core.

now.

This Nine Netherworld Dragon looked at Pang Yue across the iron chain net, its eyes as sharp as a knife, and there was indescribable evil and hostility in its majesty.

Pang Yue turned to look at Yun Su and asked: "Your Highness, how is this dark dragon? Is it suitable for use?"

Yun Su's gentle smile was like a spring flower blooming, so bright and beautiful.

"The Hexagonal Dark Dragon is naturally excellent."

"That's it, princess, please wait a moment."

Pang Yue smiled, and in a flash, he passed through the chain net and entered Longyuan!

A trace of doubt flashed through the huge eyes of the Nine Netherworld Dragon, as if he didn't expect Pang Yue to dare to come in so easily.

It suddenly opened its mouth and breathed out, and a stream of blue dragon breath swept towards Pang Yue, carrying a terrifying demonic energy that froze everything.

Pang Yue stretched out his hand and a glazed scroll appeared out of thin air.

The pages of the book flipped, and a bright brilliance of colored glass fell down, blocking the blue dragon's breath.

Lihen Shenguang!

Under this light, the extremely cold dragon's breath was broken down into the tiniest particles, disintegrated, and returned to nothingness.

Pang Yue stood leisurely in front of the giant dragon, feeling the vast demonic energy, and secretly estimated in his heart: "The strength of this Nine Netherworld Dragon should be similar to that of the Void Demon Snake and the Immortal Demon..."

When the Nine Netherworld Dragon saw that its breath could not hurt Pang Yue, it suddenly flicked its tail, and the huge dragon tail whipped towards Pang Yue fiercely.

Pang Yue remained motionless, and a long bridge of bones quietly appeared under his feet.

The dragon's tail carried a fierce force and swept past Pang Yue, but like a phantom, it did not touch Pang Yue.

then.

The Naihe Bridge extended slightly, bringing Pang Yue to the top of the Nine Netherworld Dragon.

Pang Yue pointed lightly again, and saw an icy thunderbolt about ten feet thick, bright blue and extremely dazzling, suddenly falling with an aura that could destroy all things!

The Nine Netherworld Dragon dodged quickly, but was still hit by its huge body.

Rumble!

For a moment, icy blue lightning flashed across the air, turning into a vast sea of ​​thunder that engulfed the Nine Netherworld Dragon.

As the practice deepens, the ice and thunder runes gather infinitely, and Pang Yue's ice soul and thunder gang magical power becomes more and more powerful.

Now this magical power has been cultivated to the twenty-fifth level by him, and its power is as powerful as a full-strength strike by a late-stage Jindan monk.

I saw a ball of dark demonic energy struggling out of the sea of ​​thunder and quickly escaping into the distance.

"Huh?"

Pang Yue's expression changed slightly. There seemed to be something extraordinary about this Nine Netherworld Dragon.

Under the Ice Soul Thunder Gang, he was able to disperse the huge dragon body into ethereal demonic energy, escape from the entanglement of the lightning, avoid the danger of death, and escape forcefully.

He held out the Dingxuan Mirror, and a beam of mirror light flew out, immobilizing the dark demonic energy.


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