Lu Cheng flashed and appeared at the lower reaches of the Qinglong River. He waved the pearl at the dragon and threw the pearl in the air. The sunlight shone on the pearl, emitting a dazzling and eye-catching brilliance.
Suddenly, the giant dragon moved! Because of the flight ban, it couldn't fly and could only swim in the river. The river was rolling, huge waves were rolling into the sky, and the entire Qinglong River seemed to be boiling.
Lu Chan held the dragon ball and ran farther away.
The dragon chases the dazzling pearl farther and farther.
Here, Feng Jin quickly led everyone across the river. She was not sure whether the dragon would come back. If it came back, some of these Heavenly Martial Masters and Heavenly Witches would definitely perish. As the Martial King from the Huangfeng Clan, she had
With the mission of protecting the human race, although he doesn't care about the life or death of a few Tianwu masters, he doesn't want too many people to die.
】
She knew very well that this dragon had lived for who knows how many years, and it was also wise. Whether it could lead it to a far place ultimately depended on Lu Chan's wisdom and his "natural feet".
Strength.
In her impression, the strength of heavenly witches is limited. Even if they master a certain magical power, they cannot use it continuously. Some people can only use it three times in a day. When Lu Chan crossed the river before, and when dealing with the Demon King of the Fox Clan,
By that time, he had already used it three times. If Lu Chan overestimated his own strength, attracted the dragon to a very far place, and suddenly lost his magical power and was unable to use his magical power, then he might die from the dragon's mouth.
A quarter of an hour later, everyone crossed the Qinglong River and stood in the shade of a tree far away from the river bank, waiting for Lu Chan to come back.
However, an hour passed and Lu Cheng didn't come back.
Someone said: "It's over, maybe it was swallowed by a dragon."
"Yeah, I can't come back!"
"The dragon clan has grown so long that it is no longer an ordinary dragon. Do you know which dragon is the most powerful in the world?"
"Tell me, which dragon is the most powerful?"
"I know the three most powerful dragons, namely Yinglong, Thunder Dragon and Zhulong. Yinglong has two wings on its back and has boundless magic power. It killed Kuafu and Chiyou in succession, helping the Yellow Emperor to dominate the world. Then he lived in seclusion in the southern swamps, so the south
It was rainy. When Dayu was controlling the floods, Yinglong came out again to help Dayu successfully control the floods. After that, Yinglong retired after completing his work.
Thunder Dragon is Fuxi's father. He lives in Leize. As long as he bulges his belly, he will cause thunder to come to the world. At that time, Hua Xu was still an innocent girl. One day she came to Leize to play and saw Leize.
There was a huge footprint. The little girl was curious and stretched her little foot in. At that time, her body felt a little strange. When Hua Xu returned to the tribe, she was found to be pregnant, and gave birth to Fuxi the following year.
Zhulong is the god of Zhongshan, also known as "Zhujiuyin". It is thousands of miles long, with the head of a human and the body of a dragon. The long Zhulong holds its head high and holds a bright fire essence in its mouth, like a torch, so it has "
It is called "Zhulong". It is said that as soon as Zhulong opens and closes his eyes, a day and night pass. With every breath and breath, the change of seasons is completed.
Although the giant dragon just now cannot keep up with Yinglong, Thunder Dragon and Zhulong, it should not be underestimated. Perhaps its cultivation level is close to that of the divine dragon, and it will definitely swallow Lu Chan!"
"Oh, what a pity."
At this time, there was a bald celestial witch in rich clothes. He approached Qingmei, who was slender and icy-muscular. He was looking forward to it. He said with a smile: "Girl, don't wait, your master is gone! Follow me from now on."
."
A look of disgust appeared on Qingmei's face: "Go away! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
The bald witch hummed softly: "You little girl, you don't know how to appreciate me. I'm telling you, your master is dead. He was devoured by a dragon! There are no bones or dregs left..."
Hearing what he said, Qingmei felt annoyed. She bit her silver teeth and suddenly stretched out her arm. There was a two-foot-long golden sword in her hand. It was as fast as lightning. She slashed with the sword and there was a "pop" sound.
The hairless head fell to the ground!
"Ah..." The bald witch's head fell to the ground, but he still screamed and bounced on the ground, trying to get back on his neck.
At this time, Ying Chu suddenly flew up and kicked his head a hundred feet away!
This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and everyone present was shocked!
They didn't expect Qingmei's temper to be so fierce, let alone that she would dare to kill someone in front of King Wu!
If you don't agree with each other, you will raise your sword and drop it!
A heavenly witch who had been practicing for thousands of years just fell into disgrace?
Many people didn't see clearly what happened. They only felt that a golden light flashed before their eyes, and a heavenly witch died. And this heavenly witch had only one heavenly martial master to follow him. Seeing that his master's head was missing, he was standing on the side.
She was trembling, not daring to avenge her master. Because at this time, Qingmei was guarded by two Tianwu Masters! There was also a woman in dragon skin clothes behind her, with her bow and arrows on full alert.
Some people were shocked by Qingmei's cold killing and were silent for a while.
Some people glared at her angrily.
But because these monks all come from different clans and have no close relationship with each other, no one wants to avenge the bald witch.
Wu Wang Fengjin blinked and asked: "Mrs. Qingmei, was the golden sword artifact you just used?"
Qingmei said: "It's a golden sword, but it's not a divine weapon. Sir, I just started to refine it and only condensed eight runes."
In fact, her two-foot-long golden sword originally had 49 runes. In the past hundred years, through her sacrifice, more than a dozen more runes were added, and now it has 63 runes. Wu Wang Fengjin asked: "Can you give me a look? Don't worry, I just want to take a look."
Qingmei had already put the artifact golden sword into her storage bracelet. At this time, she took out a golden sword imitated by "Quancheng Knife Factory". Although there were a few runes on it, the runes could only be pretended. If you use it to chop,
If you use it a few times, the strokes of the runes will deform and lose the effect of communicating between heaven and earth.
A true artifact needs to be slowly condensed with spiritual consciousness.
Before Fengjin advanced to the Martial King level, her spiritual consciousness was very weak and she was unable to condense runes. Qingmei, as a celestial witch, could already condense runes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
But in this different world, due to technical limitations, it is difficult to obtain pure gold. Only those fire monks can obtain a small amount of gold after being refined by fire again and again.
Most heavenly witches dream of gold weapons, but only large clans like the Feng Clan can use a lot of financial and material resources to buy gold from various places, accumulate it little by little, and forge gold weapons. Having gold weapons does not
It is equivalent to owning an artifact, which is the basis for casting artifacts.
Therefore, when Qingmei took out a shining golden sword, the celestial witches and celestial martial masters couldn't help but open their eyes wide!
Everyone was taking deep breaths, with greedy looks in their eyes.
Si Ping stood behind Qingmei, her heart hanging, thinking to herself: "It's over now! I can't keep the golden sword! Even if King Wu Fengjin doesn't want it, he can't escape the greed of these witches and masters."
Qingmei held the golden sword in both hands and said to Feng Jin: "Sir, my skill is too low to keep the golden sword. If my husband cannot come back, I am willing to dedicate the sword to you. Please bring these three followers with you.
After passing the pass, I want to go back and find my husband."
Si Ping shouted: "No, wait a little longer! The witch master will come back."
Ying Chu also said: "Wait a little longer, the witch master has great magical powers and will definitely come back."
At this time, some heavenly witches urged: "Sir, it's time for us to get on our way!"
"Yes, it is not safe here. We have been waiting for an hour, so we have done our best!"
"Hurry over the mountainous area, pass the last hurdle, and arrive at the Houfu Scenic Area!"
"My old master is waiting for me on the other side of the mountain! I don't have time to waste time here."
These people were in a hurry to leave, completely forgetting the fact that Lu Chan led the dragon away! Without Lu Chan's contribution, many people would have perished in the Qinglong River!