From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 44 New World (Please collect!)

"That's right, brother.

Whether we fight or not is another matter, what chance do we have of winning! ' asked the giant again.

"Why do you have so many questions today?"

The man next to him looked elegant, dressed in white, the mountain wind blowing, his clothes fluttering, he didn't look like a barbarian, but like a scholar of Daxia Academy.

"Thirty percent!"

"Only [-]%!?"

Torre's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief.

"Thirty percent is already quite a lot. That is the most powerful empire on this continent, and there is at least one grand master in charge."

"The Grandmaster is that powerful! Stronger than thousands of troops?"

"Better than a hundred thousand soldiers!"

The man in white explained: "It is precisely because of this that we have to cooperate with the Nangong family. We are fighting head-on. They provide information and contain the masters, especially the masters above the level of grand masters. I hope they can complete the task."

"Do you have to do it with a [-]% chance of winning?
And...the Nangong family is not a good thing either!

They just send a few people out to provide some true or false information, and they will cost us half of the results of the battle! "

"It's abominable!"

"It's up to people to do it, and it's over, even if there is only a [-]% chance of winning, I still have to do it!"

The man in white turned around.

Looking at the sacred and vast Daxue Mountain in the eastern sky, his eyes are cold.

……

To the north of the vast wilderness, beyond the untraceable land beyond the sky, through the sea of ​​ashes, in the boundless gray fog, a narrow and long passage looms.

Cross this passage and continue north.

It is a wider new world.

The new world and the old world are closed by the high wall formed by the endless gray fog. For thousands of years, no one can cross it.

But in recent years.

A narrow corridor appeared in the gray mist, running through the entire sea of ​​ashes, connecting the old and new worlds.

now.

The new world, an endless ocean.

A few tall and precipitous ghost buildings are shrouded in mist, ghost fires are faint, and demonic energy is lingering, just like ghosts, which makes people shudder.

"True Dragon!"

In the hall made of bones, on the throne, the elder of Samsara Sea couldn't hide his shock, and lost his voice.

"It looks right, it really is the legendary real dragon!"

"Jie jie jie... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that, although that guy Charo failed, the disciples arranged in the Taoist sect brought us a big surprise!"

"As expected of the land of the human race, the mysterious and unpredictable world of origin, it is unexpected that the real dragon that has been extinct for thousands of years can be found in it. If I can get the real dragon, I will definitely become the ruler of the human race in the Sea of ​​Samsara!"

"At all costs! Must get this real dragon!"

"As ordered!"

Under the main hall, the disciples kneeling respectfully on the ground got the order, retreated quickly, and began to prepare for this matter.

……

old world.

In the west, in the Xuankong Temple, the six holy places of martial arts.

Beside the Tall Town Demon Tower, in the silent stone forest, the white-browed monk in thin gray clothes with a kind face put down the broom in his hand.

Head up.

Under the iron-gray sky, a storm is coming.

"A thousand-year-old watch, but a flash of light...Since Jiang Daoheng left, the moment of change is finally coming."

A gust of wind blew by, rolling up the fallen leaves all over the sky.

Then the thunder exploded, the rain poured down, and under the dark sky, only the thin figure of the old monk remained motionless, as stable as a mountain.

……

dry all.

in the palace.

After letting Su Li go, some time passed.

Practicing, reading...

The days are monotonous but not boring.

The astrology seen in the imperial mausoleum was slowly put down by Jiang Zirou.

Leaving aside whether the notice is true or false.

The war on the frontier was too far away for Jiang Zirou, and even if a war really broke out, it was her brother Jiang Heng who needed to worry about, not herself.

"I'm just an ordinary princess with no real name..."

Jiang Zirou said softly.

At night again, sign in at the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the daily sign-in is successful, and the exercise reward "Drawing the Sword" is obtained."

Sword drawing... seems to be a remarkable thing.

A vast spiritual thought passed into Jiang Zirou's eyebrows.

Sword drawing technique, as the name suggests, is a technique of swordsmanship.

This sword technique is very special, it only has one move, and it is divided into four realms, breaking the river, dividing the sea, splitting the ground, and opening the sky.

The more times you draw your sword, the higher your realm will be...

In other words, the magic of this technique is that there is no threshold for its practice. Even ordinary people with very low aptitude can practice according to the above method if their realm is sufficient.

Over time.

It can also exert extremely powerful power.

"interesting……"

Jiang Zirou has a very good comprehension ability, and within half an hour, he has almost comprehended it.

In a quiet courtyard in the palace.

As soon as he raised his hand, the famous sword Daxia Longque had already fallen into Jiang Zirou's hands.

Bow down and let your strength penetrate.

"Chong!"

Accompanied by this sound like a dragon chant, if the blue dragon roared, a magnificent sword pierced through the sky.

on the sky.

The dense dark cloud was divided into two, the substantial knife gang and the dark cloud rubbed violently, thunder burst out, roaring, and the flickering electric light illuminated the entire imperial capital, and even the surrounding mountains were brilliant.

Sleepy people wake up.

After seeing the change in the sky, he breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to his bed to continue sleeping peacefully.

"This power... is more powerful than I imagined."

There was such a big commotion.

Jiang Zirou stuck out her tongue, and was relieved when no one noticed her.

Going back to rest.

When I have time in the future, I will find a place to practice slowly. This method is undoubtedly the method of the saint realm, and it may even be more profound.

Although there is no barrier to entry.

But if you want to practice to the point of perfection, even with a talent like Jiang Zirou who is the best in the world, you still need to spend a lot of hard work.

Go back to your own house.

After washing, put on a light coat, and lie down on the bed to sleep comfortably.

But just close your eyes.

A slight tingling sensation appeared on his forehead, and he stretched out his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows. The dragon scales the size of a fingernail were hot, and a dangerous signal came from it.

Turn on the oil lamp and come to the mirror.

The beauty is like jade, with a little vermilion between the eyebrows, burning like fire.

Jiang Zirou's face darkened, and it was rare to be a little angry.

"Xiaolong is in trouble?"

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