"Dragon! My God, it's a dragon!"
Countless people cheered, that is a dragon, a real dragon spirit!
The long dragon soared to the sky, tossing and turning in the sea of clouds, extremely domineering.
There were no dragons in this era, and people worshiped dragons as the most noble totems, and being rich as a master dragon slayer gave him the highest level of recognition.
Master Dragon Slayer never imagined that in his lifetime, he would actually be able to see the real dragon spirit.
"How did you do it..." Ling Feng opened his mouth and stammered, "Even... even my teacher has never practiced such a weapon."
Millions of soldiers prostrated themselves on the ground, this bow was not for anyone, but for the weapon that could fully display the general's soul.
"I will cherish it well and never let you down." Master Long Tu couldn't let go of it, holding the giant knife in his arms, and it seemed like he wouldn't let go if anyone came to grab it.
"How did you do it? Tell me, how did you do it!" Ling Feng was excited and incoherent, grabbing Xiang Nan's arm.
Xiang Nandao: "Countless life and death disasters, countless bloody battles, just forged this knife."
"It cannot be shaped by any means of refining, because it represents my martial soul."
These words made the warriors at the scene feel deeply touched.
The gongs and drums of victory sounded, and the victory of the monster siege defense won the emperor's praise, and he wanted to personally meet the Dragon Slayer Master.
The inner courtyard of the palace was full of gongs and drums, full of joy, and red lanterns were hung everywhere.
The emperor greatly praised Master Dragon Slayer and bestowed him with several prestigious titles.
But Xiang Nan didn't follow him. He was strolling in the streets of Glory City. He had already asked Ling Feng about the residence of Yu Wenling, the number one craftsman in the empire.
"There are still twenty-two hours, and the false gods will come." Big Snake said.
The defensive battle was fierce, but it didn't last long, and it ended in just an hour. Of course, a large part of this depended on Xiang Nan's knife.
Gorgeous carriages sped past on the criss-crossing avenues, and on each carriage was a strong martial artist with profound cultivation.
The masters of this era are not deep in the sect, their status is very high, and most of them work in the royal family.
These people crossed the city in a horse-drawn carriage on the opposite side of Xiang Nan, and passed by Xiang Nan, but no one knew that the biggest reason for this victory was Xiang Nan, whom they didn't even take a second look at.
And they all headed towards the palace, to participate in the feast, and more importantly, to observe the magic sword that had killed the Changhe-level monster!
This knife has quickly spread throughout the Glory City, making countless people crazy about it.
And on the street, finally ushered in a carriage with an extremely exaggerated shape.
This carriage is like a walking palace, even if there are people competing in martial arts, it can be used. The top of the carriage is in the shape of an octagon, and the octagon is raised high, like a phoenix about to fly into the sky.
And pulling the carriage were a total of twenty monsters over fifteen meters tall, and they were actually divided into four rows at the front and back! The ostentation was so large that it was unprecedented.
But there was only one person in the carriage.
The corner of Xiang Nan's mouth turned up, and he said, "The person I was looking for appeared."
The confident and calm Xiang Nan, with his feet slightly off the ground, was about to jump directly into the carriage from the window.
The moment the two passed by, Xiang Nan stopped. Instead of rushing in, he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
"I... I'm stupid! Master?"
In the blink of an eye, Xiang Nan saw Yu Wenling's face clearly.
The appearance of that person is exactly the same as old man Mo Ling!
It's the old Mo Ling who promised "If there is an afterlife, let me be your master"!
"It's such a coincidence?" Xiang Nan's complexion changed, and the circles of his eyes were also red.
Big Snake said: "History is really a drama, just like our dream world itself, it is grotesque."
Xiang Nan knew very well that the old man only looked the same as Mo Ling, but he was definitely not Mo Ling.
It was already 290,000 years ago, and Mo Ling would definitely not be able to live for such a long time, and Yu Wenling's realm was much higher than Mo Ling's.
But when he saw his face, Xiang Nan knew that maybe the sky gave him a chance to fulfill his wish.
Did Mo Ling, who was desperate to die with the Bai family just to save Xiang Nan for the last time, really be known by Quan Xia
In this world, there are very few people whom Xiang Nan can absolutely respect, and Mo Ling is one of them.
In the imperial palace, countless masters gathered.
When Yu Wenling entered the arena, all martial arts masters and civil and military ministers all bowed slightly to express their respect for this old man who had dedicated his life to Glory City.
All the weapons used by the military were made by Yu Wenling and his students.
The city wall project, which can be called a miracle in the history of mankind, was also built under the guidance of Yuwen Ling. Without Yuwen Ling, there would be no human civilization in this era.
"This is a good knife." Yu Wenling held the giant knife in both hands, nodded and said, "It came from the hands of an expert."
At this time, there was a commotion outside the palace.
"You can't break in!"
"Bold! The Royal Inner Courtyard, you entered it just as you said."
Everyone frowned, secretly wondering who is so bold, even dare to break into this place
Ling Feng glanced back and was overjoyed: "Ah, it's him! He's the owner of the sword!"
Hearing this, the scene was suddenly quiet.
When Master Dragon Slayer saw Xiang Nan, he was also very excited. He rushed up in three steps and two steps, pushed away the guards who blocked Xiang Nan, and said angrily: "Bold! Even this... this little brother dares to stop him!"
They didn't know Xiang Nan's name, and they still don't know how to address him.
Xiang Nan didn't see Master Dragon Slayer at all, he just nodded slightly, and entered the hall with a stride, and then, his hands trembled slightly, and he looked at Yu Wenling with red eye circles.
Yuwen Ling has seen many such fanatical admirers, and some even fainted on the spot, but Yuwen Ling never cared.
But facing Xiang Nan, the owner of this knife, he did pay attention to it.
"Did you forge this knife? Or your teacher forged it." Yu Wenling asked while holding the Dead Man's Blade.
"I practiced it." Xiang Nan calmed down the excitement in his heart, but standing in front of him was a person exactly like Mo Ling, who had saved his life!
Without Mo Ling, Xiang Nan would not be what he is now, and he would not even be able to complete the Taiyi Divine Art.
"Nonsense!" That Yu Wenling suddenly became angry, and said: "This old man hates liars the most in his life. This kind of weapon has reached half a level of magic!"
"Even this old man, just today, realized how to forge the ability to forge a magic weapon. How to forge such a precious weapon at your young age!"
"That's right, we don't quite believe it." Many martial arts masters and royal refiners with extraordinary identities all shook their heads. Yu Wenling said: "If you want to convince me, then forge a weapon like this on the spot!"