Zhang Guanfu and Shen Tuning jumped up from the high platform almost at the same time, and then turned into two swift shadows and landed on the competition platform, picking up Han Jiulin and Liefeng Xiao respectively.
Just when Han Jiulin fainted, his consciousness completely separated from his body, as if his soul had left his body, and was then sucked closer into his body.
He saw that a golden dragon vein suddenly appeared in his Dantian, which made him confused for a moment.
Then Han Jiulin quickly recalled that after he merged with the golden dragon, it seemed that the golden dragon vein appeared in his body. Perhaps the golden dragon vein was the key to the union between him and the golden dragon.
Just when Han Jiulin was thinking about what kind of existence the golden dragon was, a cold and distant voice suddenly sounded:
"The appearance of this golden dragon vein means that you are qualified to become a dragon messenger. This is both an opportunity and a disaster for you."
Han Jiulin followed the voice in his body and realized that the familiar female voice actually originated from the world-destroying magic knife in his Dantian!
"Could it be that senior has always been inside this world-destroying magic sword?"
After hearing this, Yan Xuanzi appeared again. Now she is still wearing a red dress, but her beautiful appearance carries an extraordinary meaning that makes people feel ashamed when they see her.
Yan Xuanzi said: "Of course not. My spirit body is sealed in the real blade of the World-Destroying Demonic Sword. It is far away from where you are. It is only because of the connection between the World-Destroying Demonic Sword that I can discover it."
Talking to you personally."
The World-Destroying Demon Sword in Han Jiulin's body was transformed from a ray of sword energy from the World-Destroying Sword's body, and naturally they are still related to each other. Because of this, Han Jiulin was able to meet Yan Xuanzi today.
Han Jiulin then asked: "I wonder what the dragon messenger that the senior said before meant?"
"What do you call me?
As the fifth generation descendant of the World-Destroying Holy Sect, you should call me Master."
There was an infinite coldness in Yan Xuanzi's voice, but for some reason, perhaps due to the influence of the World-Destroying Demon Sword, Han Jiulin only felt that it was quite cordial.
And I have been saved by the World-Destroying Demonic Sword many times, between life and death, and my future practice will undoubtedly require the unique skill of the World-Destroying Demonic Sword. Even if I become a worshiper of the World-Destroying Holy Sect, it is not a problem.
"Master, this disciple has offended me."
"Um."
Yan Xuanzi nodded slightly, and then continued: "The Dragon Messengers of the past generations can fight with the Dragon Clan as one body to compete for the position of the Dragon God in the future, and each Dragon Messenger has unlimited potential, even far beyond your imagination."
"It is rumored that the top divine dragon messenger even has the strength to fight the gods. Of course, this is undoubtedly too illusory for you today."
Han Jiulin said: "As the master said, that little golden dragon is really a descendant of the Shenlong clan, and has the possibility of competing for the position of Dragon God?"
Yan Xuanzi said: "Although it is true.
But in order to achieve the position of Dragon God, the training required and the threats faced are so powerful, not to mention whether you plan to take the initiative to find other divine dragon tribes and divine dragon messengers."
"Just those descendants of the Shenlong clan who covet the position of the Dragon God will never let you go once they discover your existence. In the vast world, there have been countless opponents since the moment you became the messenger of the Shenlong.
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"Some of the powerful divine dragons and divine dragon messengers may even travel through different worlds to eradicate you.
If you cannot defeat your opponent, you will be dead.
That’s why I said before, this is both your opportunity and your disaster!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xuanzi's body gradually became illusory, and then disappeared without a trace, apparently returning to the place where the real body of the World-Destroying Demonic Sword was hundreds of millions of miles away.
Han Jiulin's consciousness slowly returned to his mind, and then he slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was in a strange place.
"Where is this?"
Han Jiulin quickly stood up from the bed and found that the serious internal injuries in his body had healed a lot. Then he walked out of the stone house and saw a lush forest. The surroundings were very quiet, except for a waterfall flowing down from the side.
I saw that the trees here were all extremely tall, each one several times larger than Han Jiulin, and Han Jiulin could not tell the species of these trees at all, as each tree was completely inconsistent with the trees he knew.
After Han Jiulin searched for it, he saw the golden dragon first, so he walked up to it and asked: "Xiao Jin, where is this place?
Where are the others?"
When the little golden dragon heard what Han Jiulin said, he just looked at him blankly, and then shook his head again and again.
Han Jiulin couldn't help but feel speechless when he saw this. Such a stupid dragon, even if it was really a descendant of the Dragon Clan, would probably never become the legendary Dragon God.
If it could become a dragon god, Han Jiulin felt that all the other dragons in the dragon clan would simply commit suicide.
"Jiulin! Are you awake?"
Huangfu Zhirou was walking in the forest when she suddenly heard Han Jiulin's voice and rushed over immediately, stepping on the fallen leaves, making a constant rustling sound.
The golden little dragon was overjoyed when he saw Huangfu Zhirou, and immediately wanted to jump into Huangfu Zhirou's arms, but was caught by Han Jiulin by the tail.
After seeing Huangfu Zhirou appear, Han Jiulin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "Princess Zhirou, what exactly is this place?"
Huangfu Zhiju said: "Oh, this is the territory of the alchemist of our Third Master Academy. It's called Feng Yanlin. You were brought here by the Vice-President to recuperate after you passed out in the competition field. It's already the third day.
Okay, by the way, how is your injury?"
Han Jiulin said: "That's it... my injury has been mostly healed, so there should be no problem.
But who is taking care of me these days?"
Han Jiulin guessed that although Zhang Guanfu, the vice president of the Third Normal College, took good care of him, he would never leave the affairs of the college to take care of him, so he sent someone else to take care of him. Now that he woke up, he wanted to go there.
People thank you.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Huangfu Zhirou hesitated and said: "That... that is actually... Xiaojin has been taking care of you these days!"
When Han Jiulin heard this, he thought it was nonsense. With the virtue of this stupid dragon, it would be good if he could take care of himself. Why should he take care of himself?
What a joke.
Seeing that Huangfu Zhirou was pretending to be calm, he asked tentatively: "Princess Zhirou, aren't you the one who has been taking care of me these days?"
"How is that possible! I...of course it's not me. I am the princess of the Giant Spirit Palace, and my maids have always taken care of my food and daily life. How could I take care of others?"