In front of the palace gate, beside the blood wolf, the girl grasped the hilt of the sword, touched the ground with her feet, and leaped up.
But when I saw the blood-drinking sword in her hand, it swept across the sky, as if it had the power of a thousand armies, like a million lions, swallowing up mountains and rivers!
A burst of sword sounds sounded——
The swords worn by countless cultivators from all over the world all emitted sword sounds.
Jumping for joy, cheering, and surrendering!
Drink blood and come out, thousands of swords worship!
This is the momentum that a blood-drinking sword should have!
Roar!
A dragon's roar shook the heart.
But I saw the Hong Bell of Yunxiao Tower emitting a deafening ancient bell sound.
Chu Yue's red dress was flying, and the sword light was sharp, as bright as blood!
In an instant, a majestic blue dragon with shiny scales shot out from the blood-drinking sword, circling and roaring around the sky thousands of feet high!
It was as if the ancient king of beasts had come to its land and overlooked a deserted city.
All eyes are on you!
Countless eyes were focused on her!
The girl tapped her toes and floated in mid-air.
The storm roared, and the skirt swayed.
There was a trace of sadness about her body.
That thin figure looks small and disappears at any time like dust and smoke!
But she is like a god who controls all living beings. This world is ultimately her territory!
Roar!
The dragon roars and gallops, mighty and mighty!
The shadow of the blood-scale dragon hovers around the girl!
There were gasps from all directions!
That is......
The legendary blood-drinking dragon soul!
Mo Qingwu's eyes tightened, full of disbelief.
She had been searching for the blood-drinking dragon soul for five years, almost to despair, but she never expected that it would be summoned by Ye Chuyue!
This patch of sky has long been covered by black clouds, thunder is rolling, and lightning is flashing!
The aura of the huge dragon, mysterious and great, covered the entire city of Chang'an, and everyone's chest seemed to be covered with sea water.
More and more people gradually appeared in Chang'an Street!
They looked up and saw!
While the bloody dragon was circling, the girl slowly raised a pair of red blood eyes in the hunting wind!
It seems that he has hidden all the killing aura and can destroy this city and this empire at any time.
As a bolt of thunder exploded, the blood glow in her eyes gradually faded away, turning into dark eyes again, taking in the vastness of the night.
The dragon's light and shadow gradually dissipated.
Chu Yue landed smoothly from the air, glanced at Mo Qingwu, sneered coldly, and said indifferently: "You don't play with swords like that."
"In your hand, it is just an ordinary sword. In my hands, it is the sect of ten thousand swords, invincible."
"It's not yours. Even if you try your best to steal it, you won't be able to use half of your strength."
"The sins you have committed and everything you have stolen will eventually be returned."
"Mo Qingwu, did you hear this? This has just begun."
She said slowly.
The sound was neither loud nor quiet, but it resounded throughout the city.
Countless people of Chang'an were boiling at this moment, and the blood in their bones was completely boiling!
Perhaps, to them and to the vassal states, Mo Qingwu was a supreme and noble being.
But at this moment, they share the same hatred and are proud of this proud girl who speaks with desolate words.
Chu Yue lowered her hand, and the blood-drinking sword in her palm turned into a dragon-shaped blade and wrapped around her waist.
Chu Yue walked to Shen Qingfeng, and Shen Qingfeng carefully covered her with a cloak and lifted the curtain.
The girl smiled lightly, stepped into the carriage with a certain grace and dignity.