Starting From the Dragon Clan To Penetrate the World

The whole world is in a hurry!

　　 When people are immersed in the joy of the New Year, disaster strikes mercilessly.

　　 In Tushan's cave, the white-haired man opened his eyes, because someone broke into the cave of Eliyi, feeling anxious.

　　 He looked at the person who came, "Sister Honghong, what's the matter?"

　　 Tu Shan's red eyebrows are solemn, "The creatures from outside have entered, and I, as the main demon league, will support the Western Regions...I think you should know about this."

　　Eriyi also withdrew from Qian Qiu's dream at this time. Hearing this news, his face was not very pretty.

　　 The main task of her and Lu Chen is to protect the survival rate of humans and monsters in the turmoil at more than 50%, but this task is not kind enough to specifically remind the explorer when the turmoil occurs.

　　 Hundred years have passed, everything is fine, Lu Chen and Eriya are gradually getting a little relaxed. They didn't expect that they would come in when they came in, and there was no enlistment at all.

　　 To make matters worse, because Tushan does not border any borders, they must have received the news at the latest.

　　 With the combat power outside the circle, if you cross that line, it would be a slaughter!

　　 Lu Chen quickly got up, "Sister Honghong, let's go. Fan Yunfei lives in seclusion on the northern border of the Western Regions. You'd better let him stare over first."

　　 He traveled in the mainland ten years ago, visited his old friend, and saw Fan Yunfei there, where he was chasing Li Xueyang again as a dog licking his reincarnation.

　　 Ten years have passed, with Fan Yunfei’s second stupid son’s way of picking up girls, I’m sure I still can’t do anything. I won’t leave there. If Hong Hong goes there, I should be able to find it.

　　 As the true. The strongest red thread fairy, Red Red is a horse, should be able to help Fan Yunfei get his demon power right away.

　　 As for the unsuccessful renewal of fate, Fan Yunfei also distinguished his priorities at this time. The Western Regions are all his people.

　　 "Lu Chen, do you want it?"

　　 Honghong also knows that Sunset has changed her name. Although she doesn't understand the meaning of this, she still calls the new name according to the other party's wishes.

　　 She originally wanted to say that she would leave. If it is going to be chaotic today, she wanted to invite Lu Chen to sit in Tushan and take care of everyone, but watching Lu Chen take out a thousand-mile chasing talisman, she seemed to be leaving.

　　 "Go to the northwest, the human race does not have a demon emperor."

　　 Lu Chen said, preparing to urge Qianli Chase, he said to Huili on the team channel: "Eliyi, you go to Beishan, you can't stop there."

　　 He knew the strength of the demon emperors everywhere. Beishan and Nanguo were absolutely unable to withstand offensives outside the circle. Even if it was just a delay, it could not be delayed for too long.

　　 There are Hong Hong and Fan Yun flying in the Western Regions. It’s no problem to stay for a day. The problem lies in the South.

　　 "Sister Honghong, go to wake up Sister Yaya and let her go to the South with Sister Rongrong. This is not a family business."

　　 Lu Chen said to Hong Hong, if the creatures outside the circle are allowed to come in, no one should think about it.

　　 Tushan does not border the circle, because the most east is the country of Aolai, and no creatures outside the circle dare to come from there. Even if the three young masters of the Aolai country are not now, there are still strong people sitting there.

　　 But they can't just sit and watch because they are deep in the interior. One day, the fire will burn on their heads. It's clear that the truth is red.

　　 She nodded, "I have let Ya'er and Rongrong go. Now that you have made a decision, then I won't say more."

　　 Honghong felt a little guilty in her heart. She originally wanted Tu Shan to leave one or two demon king-level existences to sit down, because her daughter was here.

　　 Time is running out, and the few people have no more words, Hong Hong turned around and set off, and Lu Chen also activated the Thousand Miles Chasing Talisman.

　　 The Thousand Miles Chasing Talisman in his hand was left by Li Quzhuo, and it can be located to the northwest. Although he can't reach the border at one time, he can reach that line after two transits.

　　 Eriya also has such a thing in her hands, and it only takes a minute to go to the southern country.

　　 Honghong's way to go to the Western Regions is much simpler, using the positioning talisman to pass to the royal capital of the Western Region Shahu.

　　 As the leader of the demon league, Tu Shan now has this directional teleportation with several major demon nations, which is convenient for support and contact.

　　……

　　 The border of the human race, the gate of non-crossing heaven has been broken, and the first batch of support from the Yiqidao League arrived, but in front of the creatures outside the circle, it was as weak as paper.

　　 A Tian-Eyed monk from the Yang family was holding a Dao sword and slashed it towards a green creature outside the circle, but his chest had already been sliced ​​open before the sword light had fallen on the spot.

　　 The Zhang Family Swordsman was intent on killing Ling Ran, but someone in the sword formation kept vomiting blood and fell down. In the end, a younger disciple slammed a killer on the Patriarch and pierced his chest.

　　 The old Patriarch of the Zhang family avoided the vital point at the moment of his death, and shook his grandson back with a palm, "Be sober!"

　　 He had read the accounts of creatures outside the circle in the notes left by his ancestor Zhang Zheng. He knew the main points of the enemy and was able to stick to his heart, but many young people could not.

　　Golden light flashed, and when everyone was desperate, the long-brown-haired man stepped out of the void, holding a Taoist sword with the word “royalty” engraved on the hilt. It was the master of the contemporary Wangquan Mountain Villa, the grand plan of Wangquan.

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu is more than 40 years old, but he looks a bit old, because he has not understood the true meaning of the sword intent of the king, every time he cuts the sword from the sky and the earth, he consumes his life.

　　 The four guardians of wind, rain, thunder and lightning lined up behind him, Wang Quan Hongtu frowned and his heart gloomy looking at the mess in the frontier.

　　 But he can't express the panic, he is the strongest here, the strongest of the human race today, the leader of the Yiqi Dao League!

　　He is the spiritual leader of everyone. If his aura loses, then there is really no vitality in this battle.

　　 He pinched the sword art in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "The king's sword 13-way swordsmanship, cut!"

　　 The King Power Sword in his hand made a roar like a dragon, and the golden light pierced through the sky across the sky, dozens of demon king-level creatures outside the circle were beheaded by a single sword.

　　The monk in the frontier fortress saw the power of the leader, and he immediately became energetic, "The leader is invincible in swordsmanship, brothers, don't be afraid, kill!"

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu slashed this sword, but he was not happy because of the results of the battle. Among the people present, he had the highest cultivation level and the best eyesight. Naturally, he could see that he killed some weaker creatures outside the circle.

　　 Of course, this is what he did deliberately, not to allow fear to pervade people's hearts constantly. If this goes on, the creatures outside the circle will kill people without even having to do it.

　　The circle of foreign economics is in the hands of the Quan family, and the Wang Quan family also keeps a copy. Every Patriarch must read it thoroughly to prevent such a day.

　　 Wang Quanhong plans to guard his spiritual consciousness, with the sword pointing outwards, "The battle is over, I am the swordsman!"

　　 As he said, he took a volley, and once again cut out a sword of heaven and earth. This second sword has begun to overdraw his lifespan.

　　 But Wang Quan Hongtu didn't hesitate. After the second sword, dozens of creatures outside the circle died under the royal sword, and he cut out the third sword.

　　 "Patriarch!"

　　Wind Guardian said worriedly, he knew the situation of the Patriarch, how could he use this sword like this! ?

　　 Cut it down like this, without a few tricks, it will die.

　　 "It's okay, notify the people behind to start evacuation, I can block one hour, it's okay."

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu's face was calm, and he spoke to his subordinates.

　　 He glanced at the strange creatures outside the circle. Most of the creatures outside the circle also looked at him, or fixed their eyes on the King Power Sword in his hand.

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu slashed three swords in a row, stabilized the situation, and gathered the remaining Yiqidao cultivators together and began to fend off the enemy.

　　 His mottled brown hair became paler, but his spirit was at the pinnacle never seen in this world. As the tip of his sword, he cut out one sword after another.

　　The battle was so easy, he laughed loudly and his head was white.

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu knew that he was the one with poor talent among the past patriarchs.

　　 Like the previous two hundred years, the brilliance of human beings has been over, and in this life, there will be no genius in this world after all.

　　 ridiculous, he has become the strongest in the Yiqi Dao League.

　　 He has never been proud of such things, and laughed at some people discussing that he is the weakest head of the royal family in modern times.

　　 Yes, I know I am not strong enough, but I don't want to shame the royal family, don't want to shame the royal swordsmanship, don't want to shame...human beings.

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu strode forward, swinging his sword again and again to resist the offensives of creatures outside the circle. Under the real kingship sword, no creatures outside the circle can be underestimated.

　　Because this sword is a peerless killing sword, it can slay the souls of living beings and learn from the souls the "techniques" they mastered before they were alive.

　　 The battle situation is stable, and the human side is in agitated mind, quite a bit more and more courageous in the war.

　　 The monks looked forward to the grand plan of the royal power, shouting the mighty power of the lord, and their momentum was greatly lifted.

　　 But Wang Quan Hongtu turned his back to everyone, but the oldness and worry on his face could not be concealed, because a few large creatures outside the circle were staring at him.

　　 The few creatures outside the circle saw the King Power Sword at first, and were very cautious, and did not approach it, but at this moment they seemed to have figured out their own reality and forced them towards their formation.

　　 The three creatures outside the circle are all of the Demon Emperor's level. The sea-like mana makes Wang Quan Hongtu's forehead appear with fine beads of sweat, and even his breathing is a little bit difficult.

　　 He forcibly stabilized his mind, recalling the teachings in the notes of his ancestors, facing the creatures outside the circle, his mind must not be messed up!

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu took a deep breath, the Wang Quan Sword was in front of him, his sharp sword intent agitated all over his body, the mana agitated his Taoist robe, the dazzling golden light was dazzling, and the sharp intent approached the soul!

　　 The monks behind them saw this scene, all in awe.

　　 "The King Power Sword is invincible in the world!"

　　 "The sword of heaven and earth is unstoppable!"

　　 "The Patriarch of King Power killed these evil things!"

　　"..."

　　 Many monks are in high spirits, and the shouters cheer for the royal power.

　　 And Wang Quan Hongtu also took out his sword at this time, and a piece of golden light traversed the sky, slashing towards the three creatures outside the circle, one red, one green, and one pink.

　　 When Wang Quan Hongtu slashed this sword, he almost had to lose his strength and his face became extremely old. This was the pinnacle of his life, a sword that could not have been slashed.

　　 Even if his life is about to be exhausted, he still feels worth it. The life burned by the sword of heaven and earth should be used in such a place.

　　 The sword opened the world and broke the world. He wanted to burn his life and leave a fire for future generations!

Ding-

Amidst all the expressions of shock and consternation, at the forefront, the green gilt who was more than three hundred feet tall, stretched out his right arm, **** gently clamped the sword light, making a sound of gold and iron. .

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu’s old Patriarch’s powerful sword, the pinnacle sword of his life, was blocked by this green monster with his bare hands.

　　 The remaining sword energy did not cause any waves, nor even touched the two outside creatures behind the green gilt demon.

　　 suffocation, despair, cognitive collapse, various emotions dispersed in the crowd.

　　 Wang Quanhong figured out with disheveled heads, with self-deprecating mouth corners, and roared to the sky: "Heaven is going to perish my human race!!"

　　The green gilt demon put down his hands, and did not rush to kill people. Instead, he uttered words and looked at the royal sword in Wang Quan Hongtu's hand, "Is this the sword? Heaven and earth sword, it's ridiculous."

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu was stunned, then his anger surged, and he was immediately suppressed by himself, keeping his heart, his eyes were gloomy, "It's not the royal sword, but I can't."

　　 At this time, the monk who was still alive in the frontier was filled with despair, and looked at the white-haired Wang Quan Hongtu with grief.

　　 Yes, if it weren’t for my human race’s slack in recent years and no genius to come out, why would the frontier fortress battle be so miserable today?

　　 But no one will accuse Wang Quan Hongtu for being too weak, because everyone knows that the old Patriarch has tried his best.

　　 Just as the royal power roars to the sky, is it that the sky will destroy my human race?

　　In other border countries, there are still demon kings sitting in town, and our human race has only one kingship sword today, but the true strongest swordsman fell over a hundred years ago.

　　 What if the Eastern League leader and the Deputy King Power were still alive, even if there are several Demon Kings among the invaders today?

　　 "It turns out that people can't do it. I will take this sword and give it to the ancestor king. He will be very happy."

　　 The green gilt fiend smiled and stepped forward, his body swelled further, but the fluid skin exuded a metallic luster, and the power seemed to break through the sky.

The creatures outside the red circle and the pink creatures behind 　　, the two powerhouses of the Demon Emperor class, also followed the footsteps of the Green Gilt.

　　 Wang Quan Hongtu raised the Wang Quan Sword with trembling hands, UU reading www.uukanshu. If com cuts another sword, he will sit on the spot, even if he hits the stone with a pebble, he will leave the strength of the royal family in the world forever.

　　 "Leader!"

　　 "The King Power Patriarch!"

　　 Many monks screamed, carrying mana, and various magical powers to the green gilt demon, but there was no half-wave in the fluid of steel.

　　 The feeling of despair, sorrow, and powerlessness fills everyone's heart.

　　 "Could God kill us!"

　　 "Human race, is there really no strong person who can defeat them?"

　　 "Nan Nan, I have to take a step first. I hope you can hide and live longer."

　　 For a while, the monks roared and displayed magical powers, some asked the heavens and the earth, and some missed their family members.

　　 There used to be 80,000 monks in the frontier fortress, but now there are only 7,000, but in a quarter of an hour, life and death are the difference.

　　 The green gilt demon stretched out his hand, ignoring Wang Quan Hongtu's intention to activate the sword, and directly grabbed the Wang Quan Sword, "This sword belongs to me!"

　　 When the big hand of the green gilt demon was about to cover Wang Quan Hongtu, its hand stopped when it was only three feet away from the Wang Quan Sword.

It’s not that it changed its attention to these humble lambs and stopped, but it could no longer move forward. The ground under its feet collapsed, and the infinite power blessed it. I can't take it back.

　　 Just because it was standing alone on the back of its hand.

　　 The man in a black robe volleyed in the sky, and his white hair was vast and fluttering.