The Legend of the Dragon King

Staring at the dancing sky, it seems that the soul loop has rarely appeared for 10,000 years since the soul beast was near extinction. Isn't it extremely difficult to create a soul for 10,000 years, even if it's a spiritual tower?

But why, why does he have a long circle of souls? Who the hell is he? Being able to get 10,000 years of soul rings is by no means something that one's gift can do for a long time, and the forces behind this need to be clear. His personality was impulsive, and he had no further certainty in the face of a six-ring soul emperor with two thousand years of soul rings that could not be repaired below his own.

Instead of looking at him, Dance Sky looked down at the sword in his hand.

Heavenly Frost Sword, his martial soul. Haven't shown up in a while. He concentrated his soul with spiritual strength for a long time. He saw his old friend again. His eyes were a little crazy. At this moment, it was no longer cold, like looking at his lover, gentle as water.

“Ho!” shouted the light, at this time he couldn't care less, in front of many people, if so cowardly, how could he lead them again? So, anyway, this war is inevitable.

The first circle of soul lit up, and the whole body of squamous armor instantly emitted an iron grey light, Iron Oracle body!

His left foot stomped like a hurricane and swept away.

At his level, speed, power, has long been terrifying.

On a giant fist, the dragon scales were completely raised and hit in the front by such fists, never much later than Ling.

The dancing sky is still looking at its frost sword, standing still. Ironclad fists like hurricanes, heavy shapes and enormous rays of light, do not seem to affect his emotions at this moment.

“Teacher, be careful!” Tang Mailin shouted in the distance.

At this moment, the dancer moved empty-handed, his right wrist spinning, on the Tianfrost sword, the six soul rings actually converged together, the tip of the sword picked gently, just right on the fist like a mountain.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...” A series of crisp sounds.

When the first sound sounded, the stormy dragon-like light stopped, and with each crisp sound behind him, a scale on his fist would be picked off, and his strong body would then take a step back.

He wanted to resist and release a stronger soul power, but the first moment Frost Sword touched his fist, an extremely cold sword power had penetrated his fist, like a pointy needle, along the blood line to his body, so he had to do his best to gather soul power to cope, where else could he release the soul technique!

Seven crisp sounds, seven steps back, but the dancing sky just looks like a sword.

As the light of blue rose from him, it was just a short moment after the collision that the dance sky had amazingly condensed.

His inky green eyes suddenly turned purple, a pale purple light blooming out of his eyes, the heavenly frost sword stabbing straight.

It was a simple move that could no longer be simple, and from the beginning to the end, the eyes of the dancing sky were only on his heavenly frost sword.

But when his sword stabbed out, the light just felt like something was lit in his body, and the sharp and unmatched cold sword erupted at the same time. Not only that, he felt that his spirit seemed to be slowing down, but the blood seemed to solidify. And his famous powerful soul can't have any protective effect on him at this moment. It's like the Iron Oracle has completely abandoned itself.

The soul of the purple serpent next to the light finally moved. The huge body suddenly swelled. A silver scale was drilled on the purple body. The huge tail pulled directly from the side to the dancing sky, and the enemy must be saved!

Everyone was shocked that Dance Sky had not dodged. Yes, he had no intention of dodging at all. The blue light was rising and his eyes were still violet. He was left to the soul of the millennium to punch himself.

“Yikes!” softly, in the moment of being drawn, the blue distinction on the dancing sky became strong a few points, at that moment everyone felt like a flower in front of them, the dancing sky itself seemed to become a sword, the same heavenly frost sword in his hand.

The tail of the purple serpent's soul is right over the blade.

The purple light passes, the broken mouth is smooth, the soul screams, and the glow on the body instantly dims. And at this moment, the Tianfrost sword has reached the ray of light.

Light teeth close bite, at this time, he can not even mobilize the strength of the martial soul, the other party's strong and horizontal sword sealed his connection with the sword of the martial soul, slowed his thinking, all he can do is lift his hands, and prompt all the ability to mobilize the power of the soul to block in front of him.

“Pfft!” Blu-ray stalled.

Stopped in front of the sharp tip of his nose and separated, but the cold air turned into a sword net that sealed his entire body, his palms had been completely pierced and instantly turned pale blue like a frost sword.

“You, your eyes…, you are from that place…” said the dazed voice, clearly shaking uncontrollably, not knowing whether it was too cold or afraid.

"I was kicked out of that place because I had a bad temper," said the dancer. So don't let me see you again. ”

Blu-ray converged, as if countless blue air currents were gathering towards the dancing sky, the frost sword disappeared into a ray of light, he had long turned around and walked in the direction of Donghai College.

Only that innumerable stream of ice, including the part that went into the rays of light, followed him.

White blue sword, ice and cold, dancing sky!