Chapter 240 Flaw

The sect ratio is one of the most prosperous in the five regions, because here will determine the ranking of the nine most powerful sects on the ancient star. A sect with fresh blood is the truly powerful sect, which is unchanged.

This is the peak competition between the young generation. Each sect takes turns to accept challenges and cast three of the most outstanding disciples to compete. The strong are respected.

"It seems that Jianyumen is determined to fight against Qionghua's faction." Long Qianshang was full of powerful breath, and a long cyan dragon shuttled from the depths of the space.

Ji, also belongs to the dragon. The pool fish is full of 3600, and the dragonfly is long. It can lead the fish to fly in the water, that is, the dragonfly goes away. It is rumored that Jiaolong is formed by the intersection of dragons and dragons. One is good and one evil, and its cultivation is connected to the sky.

This dragon has 3600 feet, and the cyan scales seem to be made of the most exquisite divine iron, reflecting beautiful brilliance in the sun.

"What a dragon. I didn't expect Long Qianshang to hide such a card. It seems that there are variables in this test." Yuntian Fengyu originally pinched a sweat for Long Qianshang. At the same time, it was too terrible to kill Hui and Jian Qingchen. Both of them have cultivated the way of space to an extremely profound level. In the realm, the Qionghua School has lost a lot, and Jianxiu is the heaviest person in the world, often in three or two moves. Determine people's life and death, this level of strong is not what Long Qianshang can compete with, but the existence of this dragon breaks this balance. As the young owner of Shuiyunmen, how can Yuntianfengyu not see the power of this rumored world-controlled water-shaped monster is.

Jianyinghui was also stunned, but this surprise immediately flashed away. He also saw that the dragon in front of him had reached the level of the fifth grade of the king's level, and even he was one line apart, but this level was obviously not enough to fight against Jian Qingchen. He knew that this brother had reached the high level of the king's level. In the cultivation of Tongxuan, Jiaolong can't compete at all. As long as he restrains Long Qianshang, the situation will be one-sided.

"Brother Shijie, those two will be handed over to you." Jian Shuhui said to an ordinary young man beside him who had almost no sense of existence. Only then did everyone notice the ordinary man with a withered yellow sword.

The ordinary young man just nodded, and his sense of existence dissipated a lot at this moment. He seemed to have become a part of nature and could not be detected at all.

"Who is this person? I didn't even notice his existence before." An outstanding disciple of the Knife God Sect exclaimed. Before, he had not noticed this seemingly invisible man. You know, with their thorough senses, he could even detect flies a hundred miles away, but now a living person has missed it. This has to be said that this is a terrible thing. Think about such an existence. Suddenly appearing behind you, everyone was immediately shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. Such a hidden power is really terrible.

"This person is the legendary shadow killer, Jian Shijie. It is said that the strong man who assassinated the peak of the king's level has retreated." A girl of the Three-Flower School couldn't help exclaiming that the assassinating the king-level strong can still retreat. Such an existence is not something they can contempt about at all, and everyone can't help but begin to sympathize with Long Qianshang and others.

"Be careful." Long Qianshang didn't say anything more. He knew that a little distraction in the top duel in the integration was a failure, so he must maintain the best state at all times to win the line.

Maybe he felt the master's magnificent fighting spirit. The breath of the dragon fighting in the long sky kept rising. The awe-sting spiritual power was like the divine wind blowing from the beginning. With a slight shock, the heaven and earth collapsed. In such a dense wind, even the mysterious body of a king-level strong man will be easily torn apart.

"Battle!"

Guangling Fairy and Miaozhu's eyes were cold in vain, and a decisive will to kill emanated from these two equally beautiful women. At this moment, no one dared to treat these two beautiful women as women with no power.

"Kill!"

The sword dust is a sword dust, and the ancient fairy sword exudes immortal divine brilliance. In the sword road, it integrates the road to heaven and connects the bitter sea and the other shore. This is the strongest understanding of swordsmanship. At this moment, the sword dust seems to incarnate into an ancient sword saint, holding the Shangfang's sword and exercising the power to kill the people with this gentleman's soldier.

The 3600-foot body of Jiaolong seems to be shrouded in this road to heaven and has no escape. This is the true essence of this sword. Once the sword comes out, the world will lose the opportunity to escape. This is a supreme sword to cut off the entity and nothingness of the world and cut off the cause and effect of life and death.

"Roar."

However, the existence of the sacred beast level of Jiaolong will naturally not be stupidly waiting to die. The huge body is integrated with the divine blood of the ancestors. The dragon shakes its tail, a water-blue light arc flies, and the blue beam of light floods the heaven and the world. A fierce dragon plunges into the blue wave, just like a dragon returning to the sea. Once What will happen if the dragon returns to the sea? Then no one can stop it.

Sure enough, the deadly sword light shot into the light and suddenly lost its movement. It seemed that the stone sank into the sea and there was no way to rise a wave.

However, there was no joy in Long Qianshang's eyes. His eyes stared at the blue splash until he saw a strange red in the blue light. He knew that Jiaolong was injured by this move, so it seemed that the sword dust was much more terrible than expected. He knew that he must be fast. Only by defeating the sword and killing Hui quickly can the situation be reversed.

"The seal of the dragon."

Long Qianshang's purple-gold robe floated up. He drew round by hand, and the golden dragon spirit was transmitted from his spine to his hands. The complex patterned top-like rotation quickly condensed into a golden seal that suppressed the heavens. This is a square golden seal, and the transparent and flawless body appeared from the beginning to the present. All kinds of dragons, including the ancient Yinglong that swallowed heaven and earth, the ancient dragon that fought against the sky, and the Taichu dragon that adhered to the will of heaven and earth...

This big seal seems to condense the will of all the dragons so far. Those who once negatively suppressed the world seem to have crossed the long river of time and directly crushed the sword and the glory. The huge power can't help but make people feel the fear of the soul. This is the power of the ancient dragon, as the most powerful from ancient times to the present. The holy beast, their pressure is not something that ordinary people can compete with at all. Sure enough, even the body of Jian Shuhui stiffened in an instant.

"The power of the ancient dragon is really extraordinary." Jian Xinghui licked his lips, and the panic in his eyes was instantly replaced by excitement, as if even Tianlong could not stop his fighting spirit.

"A sharp sword, a sharp heart."

The body of Jian Killing Hui shrank in the space, and the space turned into another Jian Killing Hui. The power of Tianlong Dayin bombarded down, and the body of the space directly burst, but this did not make Long Qianshang happy at all. He almost subconsciously withdrew a few steps. A black horse practiced across the sky and fiercely The sword spirit almost destroys a space, and even the laws between heaven and earth can't let this sword light stay at all.

"I didn't expect you to escape." A black figure came out of the crack in space, and his stubborn eyes looked down at the world. The power of space kept emerging like a tide, and the terrible oppression made people breathless.

"But your two sisters are not so lucky." Jian Jianhui smiled strangely. Long Qianshang looked back, and his sharp eyes tightened in an instant.

Miaozhu's slender body was covered with blood marks and was crumbling. Guangling Fairy was still struggling to support Jian Shijie, but the situation was definitely not good. The beautiful white shirt was covered with scars, and the white fog dissipated, revealing a beautiful face comparable to Yun Ningfu.

"It's not good to be distracted at this time."

A cold voice came, Long Qianshang's eyes shrank and subconsciously jumped in the space, but a palm seemed to cross the distance between time and space and was fiercely imprinted on Long Qianshang's body.

At this moment, Jian Qingchen released all his sword spirit. A simple and unpretentious sword wind crossed the distance of time and space and directly crushed the body of the dragon. The dragon roared sadly and turned in the waves, and the blood dyed the sky red.

Fal to the ground!