Volume 2 Dragon Bird Chapter 49 Prologue
Lu Qingshan concentrated his mind, carefully feeling the changes happening to himself, and familiarizing himself with the surging power.
There was originally only a shallow layer of spiritual liquid in the Dantian, but now it was full and seemed about to overflow.
His spiritual power, both in terms of purity and depth, is absolutely unique among the foundation-building cultivators.
To go one step further, one must condense the overflowing spiritual liquid in the dantian into a golden pill.
Lu Qingshan opened his slightly closed eyes, and a strange light flashed in his dark eyes, shining with divine light.
He looked around, and the sound of the wind and other sounds were much clearer than before. This was because his spiritual awareness had been greatly enhanced and his perception had become stronger accordingly.
Just as he was about to release his spiritual sense to try out the range of his current spiritual sense.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A deafening explosion suddenly came from the sky.
Lu Qingshan quickly looked up and saw that the outer layer of clouds began to roll violently.
The next moment, the clouds began to evaporate and dissipate.
But in just a few breaths, all the clouds disappeared.
Hundreds of huge dragon beasts appeared in the air and circled.
All the dragon beasts are covered with a layer of dragon scales. Under the sunlight, the scales reflect a bit of cold light, dazzling and scorching, just like sharp cold weapons.
Standing in front of the group of dragon beasts, the leader was a man in black, with a violent and hoarse voice, "You scoundrels, the king is here."
It was the dragon demon king.
A ray of blood light rose from not far from Lu Qingshan.
The sword master's blood was boiling as he stood in mid-air, his body stopping in front of the Dragon Demon King, standing at the same height as the Dragon Demon King .
"Where is Jiao Yan?" There was a dangerous flash in the eyes of the Jiaolong Demon King. He glanced unscrupulously at the empty left sleeve of the sword master, and his provocation was obvious.
The sword master didn't take it seriously and said calmly, "We spent a lot of effort to capture Jiao Yan. It's not appropriate for Jiao Wang to let us go without any reason, right?"
"Oh?" The Dragon King's eyes narrowed. "Then what do you want?"
"One life for one life. Since the Jiao King wants Jiao Yan's life," the Sword Master said sternly, "how about exchanging your life for his?"
"Is your appetite too big?" The pupils of the Jiaolong Monster King shrank slightly, and he asked grimly, "Aren't you afraid that you will break your stomach?"
"I have nothing but a big appetite." The sword master's face gradually turned cold. "Today, not only will I take your life, but I will also require all the Jiao people you brought with you to serve you in the underworld!"
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword master raised his left sleeve.
A spiritual light suddenly rose up into the sky, and the clouds and mist that had been forced back by the Dragon Demon King once again poured out from all directions.
Only this time, the clouds became sharp, like grains of sand, sweeping towards the hundreds of dragons.
On the ground, hundreds of Dragon Slaying Sword monks appeared, all holding formation flags, with spiritual energy surging through their bodies. They were controlling the clouds to wrap around the dragon beast.
Another part of the Dragon Slaying Sword monks flew up and cast spells to face the dragon beast.
Under the restraint of the clouds and mist, in this brief moment, the human race actually took advantage of the situation.
"Childish!" The Dragon Demon King glanced around and sneered. He had expected this situation.
He didn't waste any more words with the Sword Master. A black mist emerged from his body, and in the mist, a terrifying black dragon over sixty feet long appeared in front of everyone.
At the moment when the Dragon Demon King turned back to his original form, the sword master was already holding the Crescent Moon Sword, his body turned into red light, and his speed was so fast that his figure blurred. Blood light gathered on the Crescent Moon Sword, and he slashed towards the neck of the Dragon Demon King.
Bang bang bang!
Wherever the Crescent Moon Blade passed, there was a sound of compressed air bursting.
The blood-red knife light flashed across the throat of the Dragon Demon King in an instant.
The dragon demon king was huge in size and could not dodge the ghostly knife.
clang!
However, it was different from what I had imagined, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
The knife light collided violently with the dragon scales covering the dragon demon king's neck, sparks flew, and there was even a clanging sound of metal colliding.
The dragon demon king laughed grimly and reached for the sword master's chest with his sharp claws.
Relying on his physical body to block the sword master's sword, he was not hurt at all, and there was not even a white mark on the dragon's scales.
Facing the dragon claws swung by the demon king, the sword master quickly raised his sword to defend himself.
Bang!
A powerful and irresistible force was transmitted along the sword master's arm to his body. Under the force, the sword master's body flew backwards involuntarily and hit the ground with a bang, creating a deep hole in the ground.
"As expected of a peak fourth-grade monster. Its body is so strong that I am no match for it." The sword master struggled to get up, wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and looked towards the Dragon Monster King with a bit more vigilance in his eyes.
He was a physical cultivator, one of those cultivators with a strong physique, and he also relied on the power of magic weapons. However, just a head-on fight with the Dragon Demon King was enough to cause him minor injuries.
The most important thing is that the scales on the dragon demon king's body are comparable to top-grade defensive magic weapons. Even with his full-strength sword attack, he was unable to break through the defense.
This battle was indeed not easy. The strength of the Dragon Demon King had greatly increased compared to two hundred years ago.
Why is its strength growing so fast?
A cold light flashed in the sword master's eyes, and he was very puzzled.
According to common sense, the lifespan of the demon race is extremely long, and correspondingly, their strength improvement is much slower than that of humans. However, the speed at which the Dragon Demon King's cultivation increases breaks away from this common sense.
"With just this little strength, do you dare to attack me?" The Dragon Demon King's voice was like thunder, his eyes as big as copper bells were extremely cold. He looked down at the Sword Master, his tone full of disdain.
Just as the Dragon Demon King was uttering harsh words, a blurry black afterimage suddenly appeared and flashed through the air.
puff!
Without much defense, and the black afterimage was extremely fast , it swept across the back of the Dragon Demon King, causing a large amount of blood to spill.
The dragon demon king was injured!
The Dragon Demon King felt the pain and couldn't help but roar angrily, his vertical pupils fixed on the black afterimage that was circling and swaying in the air like a swimming snake.
This time he saw clearly what the black shadow was.
It was a completely black sword, and the sword exuded a dangerous aura that made him feel cold.
At this time, a huge wound had appeared on his back covered with dragon scales.
"What a sharp sword!" The dragon demon king became alert.
The edge of the Heavenly Grade Sword is three feet high, so sharp that even the scales of the Dragon Demon King cannot block it.
A slender figure appeared in front of the sword master with an extremely grim expression.
It was Xue Zhuyong.
It was the dragon demon king who was injured by him using the three-foot-long sword.
Xue Zhuyong was not a sword practitioner, nor had he practiced the art of flying swords. He simply used the three-foot blade as an ordinary magical weapon.
But even without the bonus of flying swordsmanship, the three-foot blade's lethality to monsters is still unexpectedly strong.
"Just preparing these things, you dare to slay the dragon?" Xue Zhuyong frowned and asked the master of the sword.
"Of course there is more." The sword master said in a deep voice, and then shouted softly, "Get up!"
Following a light shout from the Sword Master, the formation suddenly became windy and cloudy, and countless clouds and mists emerged again.
These clouds instantly condensed into a giant.
The giant was a hundred feet tall, with three heads and six arms, each holding a heavy weapon such as a cloud spear or a trident.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The wind was blowing hard, and the cloud giant waved a weapon made of clouds and smashed it at the dragon demon king.
The dragon demon king swam and adjusted his position. At the same time, he swung his tail and swept towards the waist of the cloud giant, as if he wanted to cut the cloud giant in half.
The huge body restricted the movement of the Cloud Giant, and the dragon demon king's tail, which was condensed with black light, easily passed through the waist of the Cloud Giant.
Without any obstruction, the mist around the waist of the cloud giant was immediately dispersed.
But at the moment when the dragon demon king retracted his tail, the scattered clouds that had been cut off at the waist of the cloud giant immediately condensed again.
The cloud giant was not affected at all.
Just like trying to cut off the water with a knife, the water will only flow faster.
However, the six weapons, which were clearly made of clouds and mist, smashed into the body of the Dragon Demon King without any change in momentum, making a loud crashing sound.
Even though the Dragon Demon King had such powerful physical strength, he still fell several feet down after being hit by this attack before he could steady himself.
