Dominating Sword Immortal

Coming to the second floor of the secret pavilion, Ye Dust thought about it, still didn't get Niu Demon Shan Yan Yu Jian, now just a blood-cutting ghost finger, it takes a lot of energy, then to cultivate Niu Demon Shan Jian, the leaf dust cultivation time may have to be torn apart.

Everything will wait for the Blood-cutting Ghost to cultivate to the realm of small completion.

“Dragon messenger, Blood-cutting ghost means you can practise, don't pass it on.” Send the leaf dust to the door of the secret pavilion, the elder guardian warned.

"" Don't worry, Elder Tian, Leaf dust is not reckless person. ”

After that, take steps and gradually move away from the Cabinet.

“The palace master and the lady's eyes are amazing. ”

The Pavilion Elder retracted his sight and returned to the Pavilion.

……

The Dragon God Heavenly Palace is a living person. If you don't know any of them, the Dragon God Heavenly Palace will not be called the Dragon God Heavenly Palace.

Yunxia lived outside and Elder Yu waited there.

“Divine Dragon Envoy!” When he saw Ye Dust, Elder Yu smiled.

“Elder Yu, sit inside. ”

Leaf dust waved, Yunxia jujuju law immediately opened.

Under the Chinese maple tree, two people surrounded a stone table in front of Yunxia dyed a crimson lake, slowly finishing tea.

Half-sounding, Elder Yu put down the teacup, "Divine Dragon Envoy, how is Green Dragon Hall? ”

The corner of the leaf mouth lifts, “One good news, one bad news, which one do you want to hear first? ”

“Bad news first! ”

Elder Yu took a deep breath and listened to the good news before listening to the bad news. His mood would be very heavy, he would listen to the bad news first, then listen to the good news, maybe it would be better.

“A week ago, I was ambushed and lost more than four hundred and thirty people while transporting resources with Lord Xu of the Great Hall, and Linghai was able to die twenty-three times and more than four hundred people with strong stars. ”

Shh!

Elder Yu sucked in a breath of cold air, and the divine color changed. This time, the dead Linghai could have been a little less, but the star polar strong suddenly died more than 400, which is worse than the loss of Lord Hu. After hearing this news, he was almost suffocated.

With a bitter smile, Elder Yu drank a sip of tea. “That's true. ”

Then, his divine colour rose sharply, “Let me know who is the leper, I will make sure to let him taste the pain of the Myriad Snake Phage. ”

Without rape, the Green Dragon Palace would have been ambushed twice. Two losses, nearly 800 people, is a painful and angry number.

It sounded so loud, Elder Yu couldn't speak, his mood fluctuated.

sighed, Ye Dust said: “Elder Yu, don't you want to hear the good news? ”

“Go ahead! ”

Elder Yu does not expect Ye Dun to give too much good news.

“Is it good news that more than 430 people have died on our side and more than 2,000 on our side?” Leaf dust raised the cup, laughing.

“More than 2,000 dead enemies? ”

Elder Yu did not react at the moment, the difference was too great.

“Would you mind saying again, how many enemies have died? ”

“More than 2,000. ”

“More than 2,000! Over 2,000! Ha ha, more than 2,000 dead, more than five times what we lost, haha! ”

Elder Yu laughed out loud, laughing shocked Zhongpin Maple tree brush shaking, flaming red maple leaves fell and danced with the wind.

“How did you kill more than 2,000 enemies, Divine Dragon Messenger? ”

Elder Yu swept away his depression and was in a much better mood. He asked curiously.

Leaf dust did not hide, said the day over again.

After listening, Elder Yu looked at Ye Du with respect, “The dragon messenger fruit is truly divine, I Yu admire it. ”

Though Ye Dust said less about his factors, does Elder Yu not know that he can kill more than 2,000 enemies? The key factor is Ye Dust. Without him, he cannot circumvent the ambush. The end will be the opposite, and only then will he end up completely defeated.

“Divine Dragon Envoy, this is a big thing. If you are not in trouble, please come with me to the Presbyterian Palace. Everyone is very concerned about the situation of Green Dragon Palace. ”

“Okay.”

Leaf dust has no rhetoric.

……

Elder's Palace, seats are empty.

The elder rarely smiled, laughed more and more, and finally laughed, and the elder next to him laughed, which was a relieved laugh.

Where are the other elders so implicit, one hand dance and one foot dance, with their movements to express excitement, the talking sounds like boiling boiling water, crackling, the Palace of Elders has never been so messy, but no one came out to stop it.

“Killing more than 2,000 enemies, that number has been comparable to the losses of my Dragon God Heavenly Palace for several years, it's just a battle. ”

“The four major hostile forces should be relieved of their flesh and pain this time. ”

“Fortunately, we have brought in the Dragon Messenger, or we will be the ones to suffer this meat pain. ”

“That's what you say. ”

Presbyterian cauldron of voices.

ccough

It was too chaotic to talk. The Second Elder cleared his voice and let everyone quiet down. Then he said: "Dragon messenger, how many of my dragon gods Tenmiya disciples died? ”

His psychological bottom line is half dead. Although only three of the disciples who went to the Spiritual Sea Realm were cultivated, the others were cultivated by the Star Pole Realm, but those who could become disciples of the Dragon God's Heavenly Palace were geniuses among geniuses. Dead one is equivalent to the death of dozens of ordinary star pole strong people.

“Four dead, one core disciple not dead. ”

Leaf dust answers truthfully.

“Okay.”

The Second Elder took a sigh of relief and died four times, far below his psychological bottom line. "Continue to let them practice in the Green Dragon Palace. After this time, another group will go. ”

Rumor has it, the elders nod their heads, war is the most able to grind people, two times immortality, whether it is survivability or mood, must improve a great deal, of course, grinding twice is enough, also give other dragon god temple disciples some chance.

After the exhalation, the elders slowed down and said: "This time the four major hostile forces will lose a lot, they will not stop. The dragon will inevitably make you their target, and they will definitely find a way to get rid of you. ”

“I know that, Grand Elder, don't worry. ”

Leaf dust is already mentally prepared.

“You have the ability to avoid evil, and I'm sure you'll be fine, if you have to, you can abandon anyone, as long as you live.” The elders cannot explain why leaves and dust can avoid ambush and raid each other, but can only be attributed to the magical forces of becoming jihadist and avoiding evil.

“It shouldn't have happened. ”

Leaf dust is sure.

“So best. ”

After the council of elders ended, Elder Yu brought Ye Dust to the treasure trove again, allowing him to choose a second chariot.

Leaf dust capability is unquestionable. One tank is no longer enough. Two tanks will undoubtedly make Leaf dust team stronger. If there is not only one tank left in Dragon God Palace, all three tanks will be fine for Leaf dust.

The newly obtained tank is called a vinyl tank, slightly weaker in quality than a Golden Dragon tank, and the head can eject water bombs.

After a night of rest in Yunxia, the next day, Ye Dust stepped on the road to the Green Dragon Palace.

……

Half a month went by and the Azure Dragon Palace was quiet.

Lin Canghai lives in the corner of Qinglong Island, where no one has been there for 100 miles. Over the past half month, there has often been swordsmanship and the wind and clouds have changed color.

In the gambling agreement with Ye Dust, Lin Canghai lost without a doubt, the loss simply fell. He walked on the path of Sword Road. Lin Canghai has never lost in his generation. He is not bad in nature, but he is accustomed to high altitude. Even if people are peaceful, he will not be deemed to have done nothing.

He did not resent leaves and dust, but merely wanted to make himself stronger, waiting for his day to challenge this rising young sword sect.

Compared to Lin Canghai side, the leaf dust side seems much quieter.

Because leaf dust is cultivating the blood-cutting ghost finger, the blood-cutting ghost finger causes little movement and brings only death and terror.

“Cut!”

Standing still under a large tree, Leaf dust held his breath, his eyes sharply sharp, his fingers in the right hand food rose, and he used a line.

Silently and silently, the upper half of the tree seemed to lose moisture, suddenly the wind dried up, the leaves instantly died yellow, ruthlessly dried down, the whole tree except the lower half, became dry and dry, not a little angry, as if the life was erased.

“Blood-cutting ghosts are blood gas, but blood gas contains the essence of life, and trees contain the essence of life, which is equally effective, but only half as effective, only in the face of real flesh and blood. ”

Blood-cutting ghost finger is really hard to cultivate, leaf dust is highly enlightened, five times that of ordinary people, but in the first few days, he still has no clue. Later, he carefully looked at the description in the booklet, and realized what kind of mood is needed to judge life and death. After a little understanding, leaf dust every time he cultivated the blood-cutting ghost finger, he had to chop the murmur with his sword, and finally learned the blood intercepting ghost finger initially.

Of course, at this time, the blood-cutting ghost refers only to the entrance, and there is still a long distance from Xiaocheng. At most, we can only deal with ordinary spiritual sea power.

Time passed day by day, the leaves and dust also made a slight progress, which was very small, comparing the effects of the second and first day with little difference, and only after a while could the slight gap be felt.

With so much knowledge of the blood cutter finger, Leaf dust increasingly feels the strange and frightening of the blood cutter finger. When practicing this finger, he can occasionally see some horrible scenes. The desert is devoid of life, the dead spirits wander, the ghosts burn heaven, the dead spirits, one can't see the appearance, the body is wrapped in a broken white cloth, the death breath is very strong.

Leaf dust doesn't know. Is this a vision, or what?

Yet the leaves and dust will not be afraid of this, the practice, still practice, and he finds that when a terrible scene emerges in front of him, the cultivation of the Blood-cutting Ghost finger will be much smoother, and the work will double, as if there is an invisible force cooperating with him.

So, more than half a month later, the blood-cutting ghost finger of leaf dust is about twice as advanced as when it was first introduced. Once the finger is drawn out, the whole tree's life will be erased and I don't know where to go. At this time, leaf dust can already occasionally see the dead soul in a white robe. Unlike other dead souls, this soul seems to have the wisdom, the energy of death, unimaginable.

ps: This is yesterday's third chapter, written late into the night, the temple swelling, early rest. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)