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Xu Maoming came with a fierce momentum, the other two also did not show any signs of backing down.

One of them stabbed out with his sword, and a dragon of sword Qi appeared in front of him. Whoosh! Whoosh! The sword qi really did produce a dragon's roar. His voice was sad and his eyes were staring straight, "Isn't this the legendary Wandering Dragon Sword?"

So it turned out that this person's strength wasn't extremely strong, but rather, the sword in his hand was overbearing. The Wandering Dragon Sword was created by the dragon bone after the death of a holy dragon. Its might could be described as terrifying. With a wave of the sword, it broke the mountain and pointed to the sky. As soon as he was born, countless people went crazy for him.

It was already a tragedy for the skeleton to become the emperor's weapon, let alone for the sword's owner to command the dragon bone essence without any respect.

This was the sorrow of the deceased. They had always been mysteriously left behind in the world by someone else in a special way, to be used as a puppet by others.

The Qi dragon roared as it approached. Its spirit carried an indescribable sadness as it struck out at the swordsman with all its might, "You are not worthy of this sword. "Great Non-Phase Palm."

Boom ? ? The giant hand was born in the air and sank deep into the ground.

This palm strike shook the Blue Whale's heart, which was in the air above the valley, to the point that it was on the verge of collapsing. The white light was flickering with intense unease. Xu Mao Ming was lucky enough to dodge the palm strike, but the one wielding the Wandering Dragon Sword was not as lucky as him.

Who would have thought that the Spirit Apostle would suddenly erupt? Shouldn't he focus all his attention on protecting the other four? Xu Maoming's heart skipped a beat as he felt vexed. Ye Qian, who should have been poisoned just now, had clearly focused his attention back on them after his spiritual attack.

He had missed the best time to eliminate the spiritual average. It was unknown how long it would take before he could make a move again.

The large elephant was invisible and was formed from something. The place it landed on was a rock, so the thing that was pressing down on that person was a huge rock.

Roar ? A deep dragon roar came from under the huge rock. That stubborn and resentful voice made people sad.

Boom! A powerful force shattered the huge rock, followed by a burst of yellow light. The shadow of the True Dragon spiraled upwards.

"Hahahaha, your cultivation is heaven-defying, but you're still not Huang Long Gan Xuan's match." The man laughed wildly in the shadow of the yellow dragon.

Roar! The yellow dragon let out a painful howl that filled the air with sword winds. The might of a Saint was enough to intimidate the world. Even though it had been dead for countless years, even though it had already become someone else's puppet, it remained arrogant and independent.

Xu Maoming furrowed his brows. Huang Long's anger had awakened many people who were poisoned. The situation was not good for him. However, that fellow forcefully released the soul of the Yellow Dragon. Clearly, he wanted to risk his life.

"You're courting death, you kept asking me for help to refine the Wandering Dragon Sword, but now you're releasing the Yellow Dragon Soul." Xu Mao felt his heart clench. The Wandering Dragon Sword was a treasure that everyone coveted. In the worst case scenario, he might be surrounded and attacked. In the event of a fierce battle, the sword's berserk mode was certain.

If he didn't leave now, then when? He quietly moved, taking advantage of the chaos to rush towards the mouth of the cave.

Roar, the Yellow Dragon tried to fly towards the heart of the Blue Whale, but the man's right hand held onto the upper palate of the mysterious man and roared, "Bastard, leaving your soul behind is just a pity. Trying to escape from me is futile. I'll let you live a few more days after you kill Ling Jun. "

The yellow dragon twisted in the air for several breaths of time before finally diving down towards the Spirit.

"Heavenly Dipper!" His blood was boiling, and he was using the worst control that a common loser could do to a dead saint. It was time to kill!

Ling Jun faced off against the sandstorm and used his hand in place of a sword to unleash the Escaping Sword Slash.

Whoosh, whoosh. Those who had regained consciousness could see that it was about to be devoured by the Yellow Dragon. However, before they could blink, it had already disappeared.

Just as everyone was trying their best to find the spiritual energy, a few rays of red light flashed in the heart of the blue whale.

Phew, the huge, burning heart of the Blue Whale, which still seemed to be beating, struck the Yellow Dragon like a bolt of lightning.

Roar! The Yellow Dragon opened its mouth wide and swallowed the flames head on.

Huuu, the world in the mountain suddenly became dark, and the Yellow Dragon became the only light source. From dim to glaring, from pain to calm, from low to silence.

Finally, a heart-wrenching laugh broke the deathly silence.

"You will always be the slave of our common loser, always will be." That person's roar set off endless rays of light, filling the entire mountain range with his madness.

The aura that was approaching the Saint level left everyone dumbstruck. He was ready to swallow the yellow dragon and break through the Holy Barrier.

Within the massive dragon-shaped radiance, that person's figure gradually became clearer, bringing with it a dazzling, holy light.

Becoming a saint was the dream of every cultivator. Some people's cultivation came from such an easy task. The contestants couldn't help but sigh that they were inferior.

Ling Jun was also stunned. He did not expect this person to be able to suppress Huang Long. This way, his good intentions would hasten its demise.

What else can stop this? He had no choice but to attack. Ling Jun gritted his teeth and sighed, "Senior, I can't save you. At least I can't let that fellow sully your heroic soul."

Just as Ling Du was about to form the Soul Extinguishing Array, a mirage appeared in front of Huang Long. Only one person would be able to achieve such a fast speed, and that was the illusion. Furthermore, it was her primordial spirit. If she wanted to use the Absolute Soul Formation, she had to pull it away first.

He couldn't teleport, but he definitely wouldn't help. In less than a breath of time, two yellow dragons appeared in the air.

He knew that Caution Illusion was a dragon, but he didn't think that she would actually be the once highest-ranked member of the Dragon Tribe ? the Yellow Dragon Clan. The fact that her primordial spirit had left her body had been completely involuntary, which meant that Gan Xuan hadn't completely lost yet.

"The Eight Symbols Seal." Ling Jun suddenly heard a weak voice.

The Spirit Master had already come to the divine sense and unrestrainedly placed a seal on him. Seal the alarm and the yellow dragon.

At the same time, the Wandering Dragon Sword turned into a three-foot-long sword that spun around the True Illusion.

"With an evil smile on his face, Gan Xuan purposely showed weakness in order to rebirth the Profound Qi from his illusion." You are all in my art. If you want to live, you should ask me for my opinion. "

Chi. The spirit energy also appeared in the seal.

"Little friend is the winner, I'm impressed, I'm impressed." The Wandering Dragon Sword let out a human's voice, but it didn't feel weak at all.

The overweeningly arrogant male loser and the police hallucination were unconscious, so his spirit had no choice but to be wary, because this sword could at any moment shatter the guard hallucination's primordial spirit.

Wandering Dragon Sword Gan Xuan said, "Little friend, you're meddling in the affairs of the dragon clan."

"I don't care about the family matters of the Dragon clan, but you can't do anything to my friend's disciple."

"The disciple of a friend? "Hehe, your hands are long enough, I wonder if you have the ability to do so?" The Wandering Dragon Sword suddenly charged towards Ling Jun, but the sword beams struck the male loser's unlucky fellow.

"Even if you get their power, you will not be able to escape my Dao Seal. Besides, your enemy is not only me." The spirit disappeared with a bang, and a soul emerged from the body of the male loser.

"You still can't endure the loneliness. So what if you're reborn?" This person seemed to be extremely disappointed.

He was the one who had refined Gan Xuan's remains, Gong Zhuang Xiao. Refining the skeleton of a Saint was not an easy task. In order to suppress the Wandering Dragon Sword, he had to convert his energy into soul and control Gan Xuan.