Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 118 Nine 10-year Soul Rings

Seen from the sky, about fifteen kilometers in diameter, it was covered by this weird dense forest. Zhao Mingyu ran away immediately after finding out. Last time, he was really lucky and took a small life.

"No, it should have been formed just now. It hasn't formed since the last time I came here, so I'm not sure that I'm dead, but it's luck." Zhao Mingyu thought about it carefully, and the scene was indeed normal.

Last time, it was dealt with in time. If the monster is not allowed to break through, the nearby city will be destroyed.

Don't think about it so much now, Zhao Mingyu took out all the props that he made, starting from the abandoned factory as a dot, eight kilometers away, Zhao Mingyu carved them one by one on the tree, and the idlers might be able to save people by dispelling the spells.

The workload is heavy, and it cannot be sloppy. Zhao Mingyu is very cautious in every portrayal, and strives for perfection...so it seems even slower...

It wasn't until the sun rose the next day that Zhao Mingyu drew the last one. With a circumference of [-] kilometers, Zhao Mingyu drew a hundred of them.

With the input of Zhao Mingyu's soul power, this magic circle, which is free for idlers, has also been completed.

Zhao Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "In this way, ordinary people won't break in. Even if it's resolved, ordinary people won't be able to take it physically."

"Should I tell Shrek or grandpa..." Zhao Mingyu hesitated for a while and called his grandpa. It would be better to find his old man.

Zhao Mingyu dialed his grandfather's phone number and said respectfully: "Grandpa, I want to tell you something, I found an evil spirit..."

Zhao Mingyu told him the whole story.

A very young voice came from the other end of the phone: "I see, what are the coordinates."

Zhao Mingyu was stunned for a moment and informed the coordinates, the dense forest in a certain area.

Everything was quiet, and the space was torn apart. Zhao Mingyu was stunned, and a young man in his twenties stepped out.

Zhao Mingyu stared at him frantically and thought: "My grandfather looks younger than my father, this ability to cross space..."

The brown-black eyes seemed to be shining with stars, and the deep eyes were full of the baptism of the years, the black hair was scattered on the shoulders, so handsome that people couldn't help but secretly marvel, and there was a warm breath around him.

"Hi, grandpa..." The corners of Zhao Mingyu's mouth twitched.

"Xiaoyu, are you startled? Hahaha." The young man couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, his expression became serious: "Is that right there? Grandpa comes whenever he goes."

Zhao Xingchen floated up, like a banished immortal.

Zhao Mingyufei watched quietly behind him: "Forget it, my dad, why didn't my mom explain clearly."

As nine red soul rings emerged from his body...

"There's a big problem, the nine red soul rings... It seems that they are big characters who appeared later in the original book. I'm out of luck in this time travel." Zhao Mingyu's face was weird.

Starlight shone all over Zhao Xingchen's body, and a bright yellow sword appeared in his hand. With a flash of his arm, the sword with starlight instantly expanded to hundreds of meters, followed by the sound of a sonic boom.

Abandoned factories, not huge house monsters screaming, then shattered into pieces less than one centimeter, and finally annihilated, leaving nothing...

Zhao Xingchen pushed his arms outward, all the evil spirits disappeared, Zhao Mingyu's invincible enemy was crushed by Zhao Xingchen with one hand...

"Xiao Mingyu, you are calling at the right time. Grandpa, I just have time. You should study in Shrek. Just remember to come back when the time is up." Zhao Xingchen disappeared in the starlight after speaking, exactly like Zhao Mingyu...

It took Zhao Mingyu a while to get out of the shock, his body was not breathing smoothly, and it was useless for those idlers to be exempted from entering.

"Grandpa doesn't have much time? It seems that calling him this time is lucky..."

Zhao Mingyu observed again in the air, the earth veins were not filled with Yin Qi, even the earth veins had been purified, their strength was unfathomable.

The trees that had been invaded by the evil spirit withered away, and Zhao Mingyu came to the side of the abandoned factory, only to find scattered steel dust and brick dust.

He was also a little tired after he hit the ground with his buttocks. He had done so much work for nothing.

"Can Titled Douluo really be good at keeping his face? I think many of the others are old men..." Zhao Mingyu touched his chin and said.

After the matter came to an end, Zhao Mingyu returned to the college. He came to the work-study student dormitory, and now he was alone, and the others were still taking exams.

What happened today was so wonderful that Zhao Mingyu felt unreal. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally meditated. After a while, there was a knock on the door again.

"Is Na'er looking for something at this late hour?" Zhao Mingyu finished his practice, walked over to open the door...

When he opened the door and saw that it was Yuanen Yehui, Zhao Mingyu instantly looked disappointed.

"Wait, what's the matter with your eyes, am I just so annoying?" Yuan En Ye Hui came to knock on the door just after seeing the light in the room here.

"What are you looking for from me? Is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow?" Zhao Mingyu said casually.

Yuan En Ye Hui ignored him and went straight inside and sat down.

"I... How much is the medicinal bath you prepared for me? I want to write it down and return it to you when I have money." Yuan En Ye Hui mustered up the courage to ask.

"... "

"It's up to you to figure it out. Last time, there were probably hundreds of millions of federal coins. What's the matter, are you scared by this number?" Zhao Mingyu played with his taste.

Yuan En Ye Hui's mind went blank after hearing this number.

"Not to mention the coordinates of Yingzang's Fallen Angel Martial Soul last time, don't take it to heart, your hard work is the best reward, and you are also my student, hahaha." Zhao Mingyu laughed loudly.

Zhao Mingyu still felt that Yuanen Yehui was the most suitable to succeed him, while Tang Wulin was not.

Yuan En Ye Hui knew that she would never be able to repay this kindness for the rest of her life.

"I...I will work hard." Yuanen Yehui bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth.

"That's right." Zhao Mingyu nodded.

"You just said students, right? This is what happened..." Yuanen Yehui's eyes were full of doubts.

"Have you forgotten? Didn't you say you asked me to teach you skills last time, isn't this my student?" Zhao Mingyu smiled.

"That's just communication among classmates..." Yuan En Ye Hui's voice was soft.

"All in all, that's it. You'll know when the time comes." Zhao Mingyu disappeared immediately after finishing speaking.

"Again, it's so annoying to talk halfway, can't you explain clearly!" Yuan En Ye Hui was full of resentment.

"Leaving again." Seeing him leaving, the girl also left the room, and the place became quiet again.

Zhao Mingyu still came to Avalon to practice, and the energy of heaven and earth circulating in his dantian was sucked into his body, nourishing the meridians.

The operation of the soul power burst out with the power of the blood, and the dragon factor felt stronger after the last transformation.

"When I was a teenager, I predicted that I would be fully awakened by 21, and I was too conservative. If I didn't control it, I would completely change in two or three years..." Zhao Mingyu thought distressedly.

Of course he would be happy in the past, who would be unhappy when he became stronger, but now he doesn’t have that mood anymore, his life will come to an end after completely transforming it, and that time is also when he is the strongest, perhaps this is the blessing given by Avalon 【curse】.

　When you can't bear a blessing, it becomes a curse.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)