Chapter 104 Chengqi

The voice was boiling, and there was no cloud in the sky, which seemed to be scared away by the noisy sound. Lu Chong frowned and looked at the burial sword city. At this time, a divine idea came from the heavenly wheel.

"Master, that black beard is in someone's body. It's so hot, ah."

Lu Chong's mouth twitched, ignored the pervert, and looked at the middle-aged monk with a smile. The middle-aged monk also seemed to be happy to talk to Lu Chong. When he saw Lu Chong looking over, he also looked at him with a smile.

Lu Chong asked:

"Brother, what kind of monster is suppressed under this sword city?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this came out, the lively middle-aged monk fell silent. After a long time, he slowly said:

"Do you know that before ancient times, there was another era..."

Lu Chong was shocked when he heard the words and had not yet spoken. The middle-aged monk continued to say:

"No matter in ancient times or now, the dragon race was a very powerful race. In that era, they were the real rulers, with overlord pterosaurs running rampant in the sky. Among them, they were very powerful, such as Fengshen pterosaurs, who were born to master the road of space. They were not only very large and horrible, but also cultivated to the sky;

There are monks who have obtained the secret method of that era. There is a newly born wind god pterosaur, whose cultivation is a great realm;

There are snake-necked dragons and fish dragons in the sea, which are all horrible existences that set off huge waves between movements;

As for the land, there are horrible existences such as Tyrannosaurus rex and shark-toothus, among which there is an extremely strange dragon called Stegosaurus, which is the virtual shadow that has appeared before.

Lu Chong was puzzled and asked:

"Why is it called a strange man?"

The middle-aged monk seemed to smile bitterly and said:

"The cultivation of the Stegosaurus is horrible, and the sword on its back is easy to tear the rest of the dragons, but he is a vegetarian..."

Lu Chong was speechless when he heard this. After a while, he said slowly:

"Is this stegosaurus a pure-blooded stegosaurus?"

The middle-aged monk nodded and said with lingering heart:

It is said that this stegosaurus was already in adulthood when it appeared. It was at its peak. The nature of the stegosaurus made it not like to fight and wandered around the world, but it was too huge and its cultivation was too horrible. Sometimes a random move may cause a large number of life deaths;

Therefore, driven by a group of people, the human race began to kill it. At that time, the cultivation of the sword dragon was conservatively estimated to be in the realm of the emperor, but with his huge body, it was enough to match the power of thousands or even tens of thousands of emperors, so the human race suffered heavy casualties.

"Then how did you subdue him in the end?"

"It is said that the three emperors and five emperors of the Renwang Hall suppressed it together, and then built this stone city. The oldest name of the stone city is Jiancheng."

Lu Chong nodded to show his understanding. When he was about to ask about the sword dragon's attack method, a sharp sound sounded in his ear.

Lu Chong was shocked. At the previous moment, the sound of breaking the air seemed to be still very far away, but at this moment, he came to his ear. He didn't have time to think too much about it. He showed a strange range and dodged dangerously.

was a terrible sword spirit. He wanted to tear Lu Chong's body and was avoided by Lu Chong in time, but when he stepped in, he still tore off Lu Chong's clothes, leaving a scar on his waist. Then, a terrible sword swarmed along the wound.

Lu Chong snorted coldly. If others suffered this, he would probably be tortured by the sword spirit, but he had just refined the sword heart of breaking the world. This level of sword intention is more appropriate for him to call it a tonic.

Sure enough, Lu Chong blushed, and there was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, and the scars had already healed, looking at the place where the sword spirit hit with desire.

There, on a giant sword stood a young man in gorgeous clothes, but his handsome face was gloomy at this moment. Obviously, he found Lu Chong's expression, which made him very unhappy. Looking at Lu Chong, he shouted coldly:

"Kid, you killed the six sword servants who cast the sword elders in my sword hall?"

As soon as this word came out, there was an uproar. Everyone looked at Lu Chong one after another to see who killed the disciples of the Sword Hall was.

Lu Chong changed his mind and didn't say anything. At this time, he could no longer pretend to be a royal disciple. He was afraid that he would be found in an instant, but it would anger the group of real royal disciples, which was really not good.

Thinking of this, Lu Chong looked up, looked at the man, and sneered:

"How is it? Want to kill me?"

I didn't expect the man to laugh when he heard the words:

"It seems that the little brother hasn't joined a certain sect yet, right? I think your understanding of kendo seems to be good. Why don't you join my sword hall?

A word shocked a thousand waves, and everyone talked about it. Lu Chong also shrank his pupils. He didn't expect this person to say so, but if he really joined it, he was afraid that he would never come out. Lu Chong saw the color that flashed in the man's eyes, which showed that the man thought that Lu Chong would definitely join.

If Lu Chong invited him before killing the six sword servants of Jiantang, Lu Chong would definitely agree, but now, he not only killed Jiantang, but also has no reputation. If he rashly agrees to his invitation, there must be a conspiracy.

Sure enough, the middle-aged monk suddenly interrupted:

"He wants to trick you into entering the sect, and then torture you fiercely. Jiantang is an elite disciple to deal with you, a new disciple of the outer gate, and there are 10,000 ways to torture you."

Lu Chong nodded to show his understanding. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged monk's words were heard by the disciple of Jiantang, and his face turned red, with a trace of resentment in his eyes, pointing to the middle-aged man.

A sharp sword spirit attacked, like a dragon, tearing through the sky. Lu Chong was shocked, blocked the middle-aged monk, shouted loudly, and punched out.

A golden spiritual power gushed out of the fist and swept over. Among them, if there was a silk sword spirit, everyone did not notice it. When Lu Chong bombarded out this silk sword fist, a trace of light flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes.

Boom!

A loud noise came, and the disciple of Jiantang's face was cold and had no effect, while Lu Chong retreated back, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth and his eyes were gloomy.

The disciple of Jiantang laughed: "Remember, the person who killed you is called Jian Ao!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge sword under his feet began to emit a gray light. Lu Chong gritted his teeth and was about to use the purple wooden sword, but a man came out behind the disciples of the sword hall and said:

"Don't kill it, ask the whereabouts of that thing."

Jian Ao stopped helplessly. The speaker was an elder in the sect. He could only be obedient. Just as he was about to ask, he heard a loud noise.

The horrible sword dragon shadow appeared again, with a roar and waves sweeping everywhere. Countless monks were thrown out from afar, and some of the weaker cultivation were shocked to death by this roar.

I only saw that the gate suddenly emitted a faint light, and the dense divine lines slowly disappeared, leaving a space about 100 feet in diameter at the gate.

The crowd was slightly silent for a moment, and then rushed over like a flood and squeezed over desperately. Lu Chong's eyes flashed and he was about to greet the middle-aged monk, but found that he had long disappeared. He couldn't help laughing at himself:

"It's so fast."

However, Lu Chong fell down and did not complain about him. Anyway, he still helped him solve his puzzles. He kindly reminded himself. Thinking about this, Lu Chong shook his head with a smile. At this time, Jian Ao had already rushed over with a dark face.

Lu Chong snorted coldly, and his eyes flashed. He looked coldly at Jian Ao, turned around and walked away, turning into a firelight and disappeared.

Jian Ao didn't react. He didn't expect Lu Chong to run so cleanly. The last glance made him unhappy. He hummed and returned to the camp of Jiantang.

At this time, the people of Jiantang actually took out several black beards, and only saw that the black beards were shaking. They looked at each other, turned into Taoist streamers, and swept in.

And many other big forces appeared in their hands with these black beards, and they swept in one by one with an excited expression.

Burial Sword City, open!