With trembling hands, the Ancestor Xianlong placed the "Nine Treasures Dragon Sons" one by one on the brows of the bronze statue of the Dragon Son. There was a hole in the mechanism, and the exposed space could just accommodate the "Nine Treasures Dragon Sons".
After the placement of the "Nine Treasures Dragon Son" was completed, the ancestor of Xianlong twisted a few times between several dragon pillars on the Jiuqu Dragon Bridge.
Rumble, rumble, click!
There was a sound of the machine, the water and the Milky Way below the Jiuqu Dragon Bridge flowed cleanly along somewhere, the ground shook for a while, and then on the open space in front of the dragon chair, an altar gradually rose, on which a dragon-shaped Excalibur.
Supreme Dragon Sword.
The magic weapon used by the Dragon God back then.
The world's number one sword.
Li Muru looked excited, and looked at Supreme Dragon Sword with uncontrollable greed.
"Bless the ancestors, Ao Baixuan, the descendant of future generations, has finally fulfilled the millennium long-cherished wish of the Ao family!" The ancestor Xianlong burst into tears, and with a mournful cry, he fell down in front of the dragon chair.
Li Muru was obviously also awakened by the voice of the ancestor Xianlong, so he quickly restrained his expression, walked forward slowly, cupped his hands and said: "Congratulations, Brother Ao, for getting what you want."
Hahaha…
Patriarch Xianlong laughed wildly, turned his head to look at Li Muru, his tone suddenly returned to the arrogant posture of the past, and said with a condescending smile: "Then I have to thank Brother Li for his help."
"Where is it?" Li Muru's eyes flickered, and he gave way again and again.
A trace of color flashed in the eyes of the ancestor Xianlong, and with a clang, he pulled out the supreme dragon sword on the altar, and the whole bronze hall was instantly radiant, and then the divine light slowly converged into the sword body.
At this moment, Ancestor Xianlong's eyes showed a sluggish look, as if a Buddha was traveling in the sky.
But Li Muru was terrified, because the moment the divine light overflowed, the blood infant sword on his waist let out a mournful cry, as if he was oppressed by the opponent's divine light and was in great pain.
Li Muru was slightly startled at first, then a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly pressed his hand on the blood infant sword at his waist. Nourish the Blood Infant Sword with the blood-line qi, appease its sword soul, and at the same time look at the big bald head of the ancestor of the immortal dragon, even faintly wanting to kill him with a sword.
This is the deepest desire in Li Muru's heart, to kill the ancestor of the immortal dragon and snatch the treasure of the dragon god.
But on the one hand, he is not sure of killing Patriarch Xianlong completely, especially when the Supreme Dragon Sword is in his hands; It's too early to do it.
After a while, Patriarch Xianlong suddenly woke up from his trance, glanced blankly at Li Muru next to him, and then appeared in deep thought.
"Brother Ao, what happened?" Li Muru asked pretending to be concerned.
"It doesn't matter." Ancestor Xianlong showed a smug smile and said, "It's just an inheritance of a piece of divine thought left by our ancestors in the divine sword."
hiss.
Li Muru couldn't help but gasped.
How precious is the divine sense left behind by Dragon God Ao Lie thousands of years ago? Could it be the secret of "Shattered Void"
The ancestor of Xianlong laughed, and said: "Brother Li, don't think too much, the spirit left by the ancestor is not the dragon god, but the resentment of the second generation before his death. What he said is just the enemy of the ancestors, and it is reserved for future generations to avenge. But most of them have already disappeared, and I don't need to do it myself."
"Oh, so that's the case." Li Muru showed a stunned expression.
I believe you ghost!
Li Muru could not stop cursing in his heart.
"Dragon God's relic, is this the only divine sword?" Li Muru asked.
"There are also nine-style sword moves and [Aoyi Longshen Jue] exercises."
When Li Muru heard this, he was surprised again.
"[Aoyi Dragon God Art]!? But that... [Aoyi Dragon God Art]?"
There are countless well-known martial arts in the world, but the highest gold-level martial arts in the true sense is the "Aoyi Dragon God Art" passed down by Sansheng Daoshuai.
It was this decision that Li Muru asked.
The ancestor of the Xianlong sneered, and said slowly: "If loach becomes a spirit, it is also worthy of being called a dragon? However, the ancestor of the Shuai family was the general of our Dragon Dynasty, and the second generation raised him from a young age, and taught him unique skills. Dragon God Jue] only taught the three forms, relying on its own talent, it postponed the second half of the exercises. It seemed powerful, but in fact it was quite different. Later, the world was in chaos, and the second generation died, and the real [Aoyi Dragon God Jue] was buried forever It's underground."
I see.
Unexpectedly, there is such a relationship in history.
The Ancestor Xianlong looked at the surrounding environment, heaved a long sigh, and said: "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, my Ao family has been looking for the bronze dragon pagoda for thousands of years, and I have been a monk on Zijin Mountain for decades, but I have not found it. , the bronze dragon pagoda, which was originally located on the top of the mountain, fell down the cliff in a violent explosion and sank into the mud of Yunmeng Daze. It is close at hand, but we can’t meet each other. If Brother Li didn’t understand the clues, the old man I’m afraid it will be difficult to find this place in my whole life.”
Li Muru laughed, and said: "Where, where, it's just a clue found in some ancient books. In the end, it depends on Brother Ao to enter this place. Now that the relic has been obtained, we just leave here."
"Wait a minute." The ancestor of Xianlong smiled, and under Li Muru's surprised eyes, he slowly walked up to the dragon chair, first sat down firmly, closed his eyes and sighed, and then moved his hands on the left and right armrests. plate.
Crash!
On the Nine Dragon Wall behind the dragon chair, two huge dragon heads on the left and right opened their mouths together, one of which poured out countless gold and silver jewels, and the other side were tightly wrapped scrolls.
"This is… "
The ancestor of Xianlong said in a deep voice: "Ten thousand volumes of secret books of the major sects hidden by the Dragon God thousands of years ago; and the treasures hidden by the Dragon Mystery, the wealth is incomparable to the country."
Li Muru suddenly showed amazement.
The ancestor of Xianlong laughed loudly, and said: "Thank you brother Li for escorting me. As long as you can assist me in the future, half of the treasures and secret books here will be given to you. After I have successfully cultivated the real magic skills and swords, I will re-enter The throne, and then the dragon god, you will be my right-hand man, the minister of the shoulders, hahaha... "
"Thank you, Brother Ao, no, thank you for your reward." Li Muru bowed to the end, but he couldn't hide the monstrous killing intent and ambition in his eyes.
…
Yangzhou Prefecture.
The inner mansion of the Dajimen was thrown into chaos by a surprise attack at night.
Hundreds of disciples of the Euphorbia Sect lined up in a dense halberd formation, forcibly blocking the masked men in black who tried to rush into the inner mansion.
There are dozens of these masked men in black, but everyone has great martial arts, and the coefficients are all innate masters. If these elite disciples of the Euphorbia Gate were not skilled in formations and resisted desperately, they might not be able to survive the sudden first round. It has already killed them to pieces.
The enemy's purpose is very simple, Xing Aotian in the inner mansion is seriously injured and comatose, as long as he is killed, the resistance force of Yangzhou mansion will completely collapse, giving the White Lotus Sect an opportunity.
The entire Euphorbia Gate was on fire, and there were shouts of killing everywhere. This was only the main entrance of the Inner Palace. In the other three directions of the Inner Palace, a similar number of men in black were rushing in.
A breach in any direction will lead to the breach of the last line of defense at the Great Ji Gate.