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Chapter 709 The Blue Dragon Calls

Chapter 709 The Call of the Green Dragon

A layer of baby-like skin spread over Ye Shaohan's body. This snow-like skin was enough to make women jealous.

A few moments later, the terrifying coercion on Ye Shaohan's body disappeared. At the same time, Ye Shaohan's closed eyes slowly opened, and a bright sword light flickered past him.

Raising his head and looking at the cloudless void, Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "The third baptism is finally over, and I am looking forward to the fourth one!"

Ye Shaohan's sword intent is now condensed enough to trigger the fourth sword intent tribulation. However, Ye Shaohan still suppresses this sword intent tribulation. He is waiting for the generation of sword intent to reach 100%, and then he will enter the spiritual realm.

now.

With a flash of white light, Ye Shaohan took out the martial robe from the Qilin Ring and covered the snow-like skin all over his body.

Standing up, Ye Shaohan felt the strong spiritual energy in his body and the phantom sword intent above his head, which was almost real, and murmured softly: "You can handle it even against an ordinary second-level spiritual master, there is no need to flee!"

Ye Shaohan felt an inexplicable oppression in his heart when he heard that the Moon God Prince was in the Lingzong realm. In the Falling Rain Country, the stage belonged to the Lingzong realm, but in the Martial God Continent, the stage belonged to the Lingzong realm.

respect state.

"But if the second-level spiritual master uses the rules, it will be difficult!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, saying that the first-level spiritual master to the second-level spiritual master is a qualitative change.

Standing up, Ye Shaohan lowered his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on Qing Jue and Jue Lin. Ye Shaohan still remembered the power of the rules.

"Understanding the rules and evolving magical powers, this is the strength of the Spirit Master!" He held the Qilin Sword suspended beside him, and its sword energy surrounded the Qilin Sword. Seeing this, Ye Shaohan smiled slightly: "The quality has improved a lot.

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Seeing that Ye Shaohan had regained consciousness, Jue Lin and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They stood up, made a sword salute to Ye Shaohan in the void, and said respectfully: "I have seen the Five Generations before!"

In Wolong Valley, many Qinglong clan members also performed sword salutes and said respectfully: "I have met the Five Dynasties!

Hearing this, Ye Shaohan's eyes fell on Qing Jue and he said calmly: "Are you the leader of the Qinglong Clan?"

Nowadays, Ye Shaohan's every move reflects endless pressure, especially the Moon God mark between his eyebrows, which exudes terrifying pressure all the time, pressure from the soul.

Hearing this, Qing Jue did not have the arrogant attitude that any Spirit Master Realm warrior should have. To Ye Shaohan, Qing Jue did not dare to show any posture, and whispered: "The leader of the Qinglong Clan, Qing Jue, has met the Five Dynasties!"

"The Qinglong clan is willing to return to the Sword God Sect!" Seeing this, Ye Shaohan said calmly, the long ink-like hair on his back fluttering in the wind.

As soon as these words came out, many Qinglong clan members showed excitement on their faces, especially those elderly Qinglong clan members.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, the Sword God Sect has always been the root of the four ancient tribes, and every generation of Qinglong tribe members are looking forward to the day when the Qinglong tribe can return to the Sword God gate.

Although he knew the purpose of Ye Shaohan and others coming here, when he heard these words, Qingjue's face also showed a hint of excitement, "The Qinglong Clan is willing to return to the Sword God Sect!"

"Qingjue of the Qinglong Clan has met the sect leader!" Qingjue once again gave Ye Shaohan the sword ceremony that a disciple should have.

Obviously, Qing Jue's words meant that the Qinglong clan had also returned to the Sword God Sect. For a time, thousands of Qinglong clan members also performed a sword ceremony again: "We have met the sect master!"

The shouts were as loud as thunder, soaring into the sky. Ye Shaohan looked for the sound, and his eyes fell on Wolong Valley. Feeling the thousands of breaths of different strengths and weaknesses, he murmured softly: "What Jue Lin said is true.

, the strength of the Qinglong Clan is not as good as the ### Clan!”

"Fifth Generation, please enter the Qinglong Palace!" Qingjue said respectfully as he suddenly remembered something.

"Qinglong Palace?" Ye Shaohan frowned, and the soul power that spread out suddenly stopped in front of a magnificent stone palace.

To say it is a stone palace, it is better to say it is a mountain, carved into the shape of a green dragon, and the door of the stone palace is the open mouth of a green dragon.

Although he had never seen the stone palace, Ye Shaohan felt a fierce sword intent in the depths of the stone temple. This sword intent was stronger than Qing Jue, "Are there other strong men in the Qinglong clan?"

"Lead the way!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, while his eyes glanced at Jue Lin's face. Jue Lin knew what Qing Jue was going to do when Qing Long mentioned Qing Long Palace, nodded, and whispered: "There are some things that Wu Dai you should go and get!

"

"Something!" Ye Shaohan was slightly startled and followed closely behind Qing Jue. Under Qing Jue's leadership, Ye Shaohan and others jumped into Wolong Valley. As soon as they stepped into Wolong Valley, strong winds hit their faces.

For these strong winds, Ye Shaohan could destroy them with just one look. The Qinglong clan members stood respectfully beside the stone path, their eyes always falling on Ye Shaohan.

"I've seen five generations!" The deafening sounds gathered together and shot straight into the sky.

In response to the cheers of these Qinglong clan members, Ye Shaohan nodded lightly without saying anything, and followed closely behind Qing Jue.

Wolong Valley occupies a huge area. Due to the strong wind above the valley, there is not a single snowflake in the valley, and even the quiet paths of the valley are covered with green grass. All this seems to violate the laws of nature.

After bypassing dozens of secluded paths, a few moments later, Ye Shaohan and others arrived in front of the mountain, no, it should be in front of the Qinglong Palace.

Before entering the Qinglong Palace, Ye Shaohan and others were standing several hundred meters away from the Qinglong Palace. However, the pressure that permeated the Qinglong Palace still made Ye Shaohan and the others feel oppressed.

The originally peaceful Qilin Ring shook in vain. When Ye Shaohan passed through the Sword Intent Tribulation, the Fire Qilin used the Qilin Ring to collect a lot of purple thunder. After Ye Shaohan's calamity was over, the Fire Qilin went into seclusion to refine the Purple Thunder.

However, not even a moment after the retreat, Huo Qilin woke up again, and its aura fluctuated violently.

"What's the matter? There's something wrong with refining Purple Thunder?" Seeing that Huo Qilin's breath was not stable, Ye Shaohan asked.

Not only was Huo Qilin's breath unsteady, but his emotions were also fluctuating. His eyes were fixed on the magnificent Qinglong Palace in front of him, and his voice was slightly trembling as he said: "That old immortal Qinglong!"

As if responding to the fire unicorn, its terrifying sword intent erupted deep inside the Qinglong Palace.

The rocks stand tall, and the protruding rocks are carved into the shape of dragon scales.

The Qinglong Temple carved from this mountain peak is like a coiled dragon, lying quietly in the Wolong Valley.

Standing a hundred meters away, Ye Shaohan's eyes fell on the Qinglong Palace. With just one glance, Ye Shaohan saw a fierce sword intent in the Qinglong Valley.

Due to the existence of this sword intention, there is no Gangfeng in Wolong Valley and the void within several miles.

In the Qilin Ring, the aura of the Fire Qilin fluctuated, and this fierce sword intent was no stranger to him.

Endless coercion permeates the Qinglong Palace. This pressure should be called Dragon Power. People with sharp eyes can see ripples arousing in the space around the Qinglong Palace.

"This is Qinglong's immortal aura!" Huo Qilin said with a slightly trembling voice.

"The breath of the Qinglong!" The technique inherited by the Ye family is the Wind God Technique, and the Fengshen Technique is the cultivation technique of the Qinglong clan.

Standing in front of the Qinglong Palace, Ye Shaohan could feel a very familiar aura in the Qinglong Palace, the aura of the Wind God Art.

The breath of Fengshen Jue, and at the same time, the sword intent was always hovering in the depths of the Qinglong Palace. Eyes slightly narrowed, Ye Shaohan quietly felt the sword intent. Although this sword intent was not as good as the Moon God sword intent, it far surpassed it.

The sword intent of a spiritual master realm warrior.

"Qinglong's sword intent, Qinglong's aura, and the remains!" Fire Qilin murmured softly, his eyes always falling on the Qinglong Palace in front of him, "These are the remains of Qinglong!"

"Remains?" Ye Shaohan's eyes changed slightly, "Could it be that the Qinglong Palace in front of me was transformed by Qinglong?"

Stopping his body, Qing Jue saw Ye Shaohan stop, but did not interrupt the contemplative Ye Shaohan. He raised his head and looked at the Qinglong Palace with a slightly sad look.

Sensing Qing Jue's change, Jue Lin lightly patted Qing Jue's shoulder and said comfortingly: "Your Qinglong clan managed to keep the Qinglong Palace, but my ### clan lost ### Palace thousands of years ago!"

Hearing this, Qing Jue sighed slightly: "It is precisely because of the Qinglong Palace that the Qinglong Clan has been attacked by unknown forces from time to time, and even oppressed by the three major palaces!"

"Blessings and misfortunes coexist!" Jue Lin said lightly, raised his head, stared at the Qinglong Palace, and then bowed slightly, with a look of respect on his face.

At this moment, Ye Shaohan also opened his eyes and looked at the Qinglong Palace. Looking at the rocks shaped like dragon scales, he felt astonished. The rocks seemed to be the product of petrified dragon scales.

"Five generations, this is the Qinglong Palace!" Qing Jue said softly: "It is also one of the missions that the Qinglong Ancient Clan has shouldered for thousands of years!"

"Qinglong Palace!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, with a trace of contemplation in his eyes. Suddenly, Ye Shaohan turned to look at Qing Jue and whispered: "Is this Qinglong Palace transformed from the remains of Qinglong?"

Qinglong, Zhuque, ###, Xuanwu, among the four ancient clans, there are only a few people who can be called such.

The first-generation Qinglong, the first-generation Suzaku, the first-generation ###, and the first-generation Xuanwu who accompanied the Moon God to protect the Martial God Continent.

At the same time, several people who fought with the second generation Moon God, the third generation Moon God, the fourth generation Moon God and others were also called this.

To a certain extent, when the fifth generation of Moon God appears, then the fifth generation of Qinglong, the fifth generation of Suzaku, the fifth generation of ###, and the fifth generation of Xuanwu will also appear.

Hearing this, Qing Jue's figure suddenly trembled, and he looked at Ye Shaohan with some incredible eyes. Jue Lin also looked at Ye Shaohan in surprise, and said secretly: "As expected of the Fifth Generation, he actually knows the secrets of the ancient Qinglong clan!"

The Blue Dragon Hall was transformed from the half-tail of the three generations of blue dragons. Endless sand and stones were pulled through, so the Blue Dragon Hall looks like it was carved.

"As the Five Dynasties said, this Azure Dragon Palace was transformed from the half-tail of the Third Generation Azure Dragon!" Qing Jue whispered.

"Half of the dragon's tail!" Ye Shaohan stared at the Qinglong Palace. The pressure left on just half of the dragon's tail was no less than the pressure of the peak spiritual master.

In the Qinglong Hall, Ye Shaohan still vaguely felt a call. This call was very similar to the feeling when Ye Shaohan met ### Saber Tiger Blade in Gufeng. Could it be that Qinglong's sword is also in the Qinglong Palace?


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