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Chapter 222 Hidden Sword Art

On the Tianlong Continent, more than a dozen huge dragon bodies with bodies nearly a thousand feet in length were tumbling among the clouds and mist, calling for wind and rain.

The pressure of the imperial realm came one after another, shrouding the entire continent, making the billions of creatures living on the Tianlong Continent tremble.

Dark clouds rolled over the city, and the wind howled.

There were dark clouds billowing overhead, and the surrounding void was as fragile as a mirror exploding.

The huge dragon body rolling in the clouds and mist is like a god who dominates this world.

If the dragon is not angry, the weather will be smooth.

When the divine dragon becomes angry, the wind and rain will be out of control, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

"Shenron! Shenlong!"

"Mom, look, there is a dragon in the sky!"

"Sir, he said that divine dragons can call the wind and rain, soar into the clouds and ride the mist. So many divine dragons coming to our Tianlong Continent must be protecting us."

...

A little girl was holding a half-eaten candied haws of sugarcane in her hand. She was shaking her mother's arm and pointing at a dozen huge dragon bodies in the sky. She was very excited.

The little girl's mother had a sad face, and her bloodshot eyes showed deep fear.

The Tianlong Continent is adjacent to the True Dragon Continent, and human monks have always regarded their neighbors as gods and worshiped them.

But they never thought that the Dragon Clan, which they regarded as gods, would send troops to the Tianlong Continent again and again, intending to exterminate hundreds of millions of living beings on the continent.

Due to the incomplete Dao and lack of spiritual energy in the Tianlong Continent, only five great emperors were born at its peak.

The one with the highest cultivation level is the One-Calamity Mythical Emperor.

As for the ancient supreme being Emperor Hongmeng of the Nine Tribulations, there has never been one.

Over hundreds of millions of years, if the Tianlong Continent had not been seriously lacking and had the protection of Heaven, the Tianlong Continent would have been sunk countless times.

But now, the way of heaven has gone crazy, and the Book Emperor in White has left.

The Dragon Clan sends troops to Tianlong Continent, who else can give them salvation?!

A dozen huge dragon bodies were tumbling in the clouds and mist, opening their huge dragon mouths and spitting dragon breath at the thousands of miles of fertile soil under their feet.

The hot dragon's breath came like divine punishment, turning thousands of miles of fertile soil into red earth.

More than a dozen dragon breaths fell from the sky at the same time, and the entire Tianlong Continent began to be unable to withstand such terrifying energy. The continental plates were violently turbulent, as if they were about to fall apart.

"God, help us!"

"Why are the creatures of my Tianlong Continent so miserable?!"

"Dragon clan, damn dragon clan!"

"How dare you insult our Tianlong Continent while the Book Emperor in White is away!"

"If I don't die today, I will join the Invincible Sword Sect in the future. The supreme swordsmanship to be cultivated will kill your dragon body thousands of times with one sword!!"

...

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Wow!!

Under the extremely hot dragon's breath, nearly a thousand figures soared into the sky from Tianlong Continent and took the initiative to greet them.

Among these thousands of figures, there are emperors, saints...

Most of them are monks who only belong to the Spirit King's Secret Realm.

If you take the initiative to kill the Dragon Clan Emperor using the Spirit King's Secret Realm, you will definitely die.

But behind them, there are their parents, wives, children, teachers and friends...

And the black land that raised their ancestors for generations!

"The insignificant human race is worse than an ant!"

Looking at the human monks soaring into the sky, Long Batian looked up with disdain and shouted excitedly:

"This emperor has cultivated himself as a saint since he was born. It is a sin for you to be so weak and weak."

"This world is about survival of the fittest, and being weak is a primary sin!"

"Die! Sleep forever in this emperor's dragon breath!!"

roar!

roar!

roar!!

...

More than a dozen Dragon Emperors followed Long Batian and used their magical powers to destroy the world and kill thousands of monks rising into the sky.

"Da Luo Sword Jue, let me kill you!"

Luo Kunjin, the leader of the Invincible Sword Sect, holds the Great Luo Holy Sword, and the light of the sword covers the world, and kills several emperors of the Dragon Clan with one sword.

"My heart is the heart of the sword, and my body is the body of the sword."

As the number one member of the Invincible Sword Sect, Luo Tong had already broken through to the level of the Three Tribulations Wuji Emperor under the guidance of Zhang Zifan who spent several kinds of elixirs to build his foundation and personally taught him.

Before entering the Temple of Time and Space, using the time difference to practice, he was able to break through the Three Tribulations Wuji Emperor on his own. The speed of Luo Tong's practice can be described as terrifying to the extreme.

But this time, the enemy he faced was indeed thousands of times stronger than him, the Six Tribulations Infinite Emperor Long Batian, and the dozen dragon emperors behind him.

Talent, at this moment, seems pale and feeble.

Master Luo Kunjin can only survive one calamity of the mythical emperor, and his ability to stop a dragon emperor is already his limit.

What Luo Tong had to face was a dozen dragon emperors and a dozen terrifying dragon breaths.

In a revenge-seeking attack, defensive measures will not work at all, and the only option is to risk one's life.

""Burial Swordsmanship", open it to me!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in Luo Tong's hand instantly shattered, and his own body turned into nothingness.

The moment his body was shattered, thousands of dense sword energies suddenly shot out from the sky and the earth.

The sword energy turned into a huge sword net, covering all the dragon emperors in just an instant, as well as the terrifying dozens of dragon breaths.

In the art of burial swordsmanship, you should bury your body first and then your sword.

This is sacrificing one's own life and turning it into the most powerful blow.

"Yunyun Xiaodao'er, if you break through the Six Tribulations Ji Dao Emperor, I will have to avoid the edge temporarily."

Long Batian couldn't help but sneered when he saw the most powerful man in Tianlong Continent's life-saving blow:

"But now, no matter how hard you try, you can't hurt me at all."

"Accept it, this is life!!"

roar!

After a dragon roar, Long Batian swung his dragon tail and crashed directly into the dense sword net with his huge dragon body.

As long as the sword net is defeated, Luo Tong, whose life is connected to it, will also be shattered.

Luo Tong doesn't know this, but now that the White-clothed Scholar has left, the Goddess Ice Emperor, the Emperor Dragon Emperor and other emperors are in the Sword Emperor City Alliance, the Tianlong Continent has reached its most dangerous moment.

As the number one person in Tianlong Continent, who else can I rely on to take over at this time?!

Even if you die, you still have to wait for a few breaths to resist these dragon emperors...

Waiting for a miracle!

Luo Tong, who was determined to die, transformed into a sky full of sword energy, and with a selfless attitude of risking his life, he committed suicide and attacked the oncoming Long Batian.

Whoosh!

close!

Getting closer!

Both were extremely fast, but at the moment when the sword energy collided with the dragon body——

The wind stops and the rain stops!

Under the perception of Luo Tong's soul, Long Batian's thousand-foot-sized dragon body continued to retreat, and together with the dozen dragon emperors around him, they couldn't stop retreating.

Each of them looked extremely painful and ferocious, and those lantern-sized dragon eyes were filled with panic.

this......

Not only Luo Tong was confused, Luo Kunjin and thousands of monks around him were also confused.

Crash--

The sound of dark chains sliding resounded through the sky, and the dark chains rose in the storm, tightly binding Long Batian and a dozen other dragons as if they were spiritual, tied them into a dragon ball, and then dragged them towards the Invincible Sword Sect.

This...this is...

Thousands of monks around him bowed their hands and saluted Luo Kunjin, who had a look of dementia on his face.

"Thank you so much, Sect Master Luo, for saving hundreds of millions of living beings in our Tianlong Continent."

Luo Kunjin's old face instantly turned red. Save? He wanted to save her too.

But does he have the strength?!

Luo Kunjin, who was in the mist, had no choice but to hold his hands in front of the sword energy in the sky, coughed twice and said:

"If you want to thank me, you also want to thank me, the Supreme Elder of the Invincible Sword Sect, Elder Luo Tong."

The sword energy in the sky transformed into Luo Tong's figure. Although he used the suicide style "Burial Sword Technique", he did not fight Long Batian after all, so Luo Tong had no serious problems except that his momentum was a little weak.

Luo Tong shook his head, he was also confused.

It shouldn’t be. Didn’t the Book Emperor in White run away?

Why, there is someone stronger than Luo Tong in this Tianlong Continent???

Outside the territory, a gigantic green dragon body rolled endlessly in the boundless void.

After the Ancient Supreme Qinglong felt that Long Batian and other dragon emperors were being held by black chains, a pair of frightening dragon eyes suddenly opened.

"The Tianlong Continent actually still has such a back-up plan."

"Fortunately, Japan's Supreme Leader followed us today, otherwise, huh!!"


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