Become the Lord God from adversity

Chapter 91
"Huh?! Answer my question!" Seeing that Yue Zhou didn't speak, he drank drunkenly and the yellow dragon scale sword touched the ground. His golden and white shirt moved automatically without wind, which made him even more majestic and domineering, full of royal style.

Just as Yue Zhou was about to speak, he saw that Gu Ling Die Yan had already taken a step forward, and he actually took the initiative to speak to Drunken Huanglong: "My friend, Gu Ling Die Yan advises you not to interfere in this matter."

Although the aura of Drunken Yellow Dragon was strong and domineering at this time, it was not enough to make the Great Master Guling Shiyan feel afraid and leave directly.

However, Yue Zhou's heart moved. When he saw the Haha Dragon appear, he was a little worried about the passing of the ancient mausoleum and turned around and left.

But he didn't expect that Gu Ling Die Yan was still making plans of his own.

Yue Zhou was right when he thought about it carefully. Daolong's lineage is different from other warriors. There is a big difference between the superficial aura and the actual combat power.

For example, a good friend with a blunt smile and sword, usually looks at only a six-star breath, but under the life-and-death fight, awakening the dragon soul, opening the eyes of the sword dragon, his power can directly break from six stars to seven stars.

Although the current cheap uncle, Hahalong, is the strongest among the Yutian five dragons, under normal conditions, he is only at the seven-star level, which is the same as the ancient tomb's passing smoke.

But how could Guling Siyan know the secret of Daolong, let alone know that the power of the person in front of him can go straight to the eight-star level when he explodes with all his strength.

In his opinion, both of them are at the same level, although they will be afraid, but how could they turn around and leave out of fear? !

It's so good, after letting the cheap uncle take him down, I have plenty of ways to concoct him.

He actually wanted to catch himself in the smoke and cut the chicken, this kind of hatred was much deeper than Dongfang Dingli cutting himself.

However, as soon as Guling Shiyan opened his mouth, he immediately attracted the drunken Huanglong's attention.

"Zheng!" The dragon scale magic sword turned, and the ancient tomb's dying smoke only felt the golden light.

A pair of majestic and domineering eyes stared at him, and he felt a sense of oppression invisibly.

"This person is your opponent?!" Drunken Huanglong looked at the passing smoke of the ancient tomb, but his tone made it clear that he was talking to Yue Zhou.

"En!" Guling Siyan murmured, but felt something was wrong.

The person in front of him should basically be similar to himself, how could he put such pressure on himself? !
Yue Zhou reacted immediately, nodded, and pointed at the passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum: "That's him!"

Then he added an explanation: "This person's crimes are heinous, and there are too many books to write about. He likes to plunder talented people the most. Castrating them is even more disregarding human life. Uncle, you must not let him go!"

"The child on his back was kidnapped by him!" Yue Zhou pointed at the passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum, but he was worried that the drunken Huanglong would have reservations and finally let him go.

After all, in the original plot, the drunken Huanglong spent most of his time on the road of reforming his brothers.

However, a long time ago, he dared to stand up, and after being abandoned by the world in the First World War, he turned into Luo Hou of the Martial Lord of Extermination.

It can be seen that he is a man with chivalry in his heart.

If he didn't know the true face of Guling Shiyan, maybe he would just repel it and finish the job.

However, Yue Zhou wanted to make Guling Shiyan pay a sufficient price, and he had to pay the price for the danger of cutting chickens.

Coincidentally, the upper limit of the Deed of the Styx is seven stars, and the dead smoke of Guling has not yet surpassed this category.

Yue Zhou was already thinking in his mind about how to clean up the ruins of the ancient mausoleum after this matter was over.

However, Gu Ling Dieyan felt a little unfair at this time. It was clearly Qi Taizu who took the initiative to make the deal and handed the person over to him.

However, he was always arrogant and would not explain.

"Hahahahahahaha..." The one who answered Yue Zhou laughed out loud and full of pride.

Gu Ling Shiyan felt a dangerous aura in his heart, an ominous aura.

"That's great!" The drunken Huanglong looked up to the sky and smiled with great pride: "Today, I will eliminate this trouble for you in exchange for the news about Chilin!"

You only know Chi Lin, don't the other brothers ask about it?Yue Zhou complained inwardly.

As soon as the words fell, the drunk Huanglong didn't wait for Yue Zhou to answer at all, raised the dragon scale of the magic knife, and immediately the golden dragon's energy burst into the sky, and the sound of the dragon's chant resounded through the sky.

The drunken yellow dragon has already sprung out, the divine sword and dragon scales are fierce, with the momentum of splitting mountains and ground, slashing furiously with one blow.

Gu Ling Siyan's face darkened, but he had already been prepared, and he had already reacted. He turned around and avoided this majestic sword strike from the front.

The magic knife slashed the ground, and the vigorous energy scattered into the ground. In the land of hundreds of feet, the vegetation, trees, mountains and rocks were all shattered as if they had been hit hard, and the ground was covered with debris and smoke.

However, in just an instant, all the smoke and dust in the sky were moved by the wind and scattered in all directions.

However, he saw that a thick black sword had already cut towards the drunk Huanglong without making a sound.

"Dang!" Sparks splashed, and the drunk Huanglong slashed through the air, but his movements did not show any delay, and he turned around and made another slash.

The black swords and divine knives collided, but Guling Shiyan took three steps back again and again, his heart was shocked beyond words.

The saberman in front of him had a majestic saber technique, and his foundation was extremely majestic. With a single slash, he was actually at a disadvantage.

Moreover, that kind of majestic sword intent is like an emperor going on a tour, sweeping away all the dark and evil spirits in the world.

Who is this person? !
Drunk Huanglong, never heard of this name.

Logically speaking, a person with this level of cultivation should never be so unknown.

The doubts in Gu Ling Shi Yan's heart deepened.

However, the doubts in his heart did not slow down his movements in the slightest, his movements were subtle and subtle, and the black sword moves without a fixed pattern.

The movements between the movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, containing the wonderful truth of nature. They are also like wind and rain on an empty mountain, changing without any certainty, without any obstruction, and with a vague feeling like smoke.

At this time, the passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum wanted to deal with the majesty of the drunken Huanglong with such emptiness, and did not fight him head-on at all.

No matter how magnificent the sword intention is, no matter how strong the foundation is, once it fails one after another and falls into a protracted battle, the momentum will always decrease.

It has to be said that the title of Grand Master of Guling Passing Smoke is not for nothing. Although his character is not good, his martial arts attainments are not false.

Facing opponents like Zuiyin Huanglong, he knew exactly how he should respond.

Empty and ethereal is magnificent against the general situation, no matter how majestic and domineering your emperor is, no matter how majestic and domineering your emperor is, no matter how majestic and domineering your emperor is, no matter how powerful you are, you will command the heaven and earth and sweep the world.

I am born in the midst of misty winds and clouds, how can imperial power add to me?
However, Guling Shiyan is a great master of a generation. Could it be that Huanglong's attainment in martial arts is worse than him? !
As the head of the five imperial dragons, Drunken Yellow Dragon was born with the body of a five-clawed golden dragon. He is the most noble emperor. He was trained as the next Dragon King since he was a child and received the best training in the upper heavens.

No matter which aspect it is, it is the best choice.

The abacus of the dead smoke in the ancient mausoleum, how can you not see through the drunken Huanglong? !How could it be possible for him to get what he wanted?

With a horizontal slash, the aura is like a rainbow, and Gu Ling's dead smoke swings the sword like rain, and the black sword aura is like raindrops falling.

However, the storm was set off by the drunk Huanglong, and they were all drowned.

Gu Ling Shi Yan's body was ethereal, he took the opportunity to dodge, turned around and slashed with his sword again, the sword came out silently, as fast as a black lightning bolt, stabbing towards the drunk Huanglong.

Until now, the rhythm of the battle was in his favor.

This person's sword is powerful, but his speed is not enough. The gap between the swords in succession is enough for him to avoid, and he can also find opportunities to counterattack with his sword.

Guling Shiyan didn't expect to be able to use this kind of tactics to catch the flaws of the swordsman in front of him.

He was just using this simple procrastination to weaken the swordsman's spirit.

However, this knife surprised Gu Ling Shiyan.

But when he saw the drunken dragon, he slashed through the air with his sword, and the vast force still erupted, pulling out a white air wave visible to the naked eye, spreading away, until it smashed a big rock in the distance.

However, at this moment, the drunken Huanglong's inner energy was brought up, and Shen He rang out: "Yelong whirls!"

The Divine Sword Dragon Scale suddenly turned around and slashed, the momentum became more fierce, and the dragon of the emperor turned into a fierce dragon at this time.

One knife comes out and one knife falls, originally it always needs a moment of stagnation, a change of breath and a move.

Guling Shiyan has rich experience in martial arts, so he seized this opportunity and kept fighting against the drunk Huanglong.

However, at this moment, Drunken Huanglong struck twice in succession, with no gap between them, and his power and power were even stronger.

Moreover, at such an opportunity, I cannot avoid it. If I avoid it, I will give up the rhythm of the battle.

Only hard work!What are you afraid of? !A thought flashed in Guling Shiyan's mind.

Holding the black sword horizontally in his hand, the momentum is concentrated, and the sword intent is awe-inspiring.

"The sky is the god, the sword is the soul, there is nothing in all directions, it is the human sword!" A long chant, the sword is full of energy.

At this time, the ancient mausoleum is gone, there is nothing but the sword, there is only one person and one sword, the heart and the sword are united, and the sword is as one.

Alone with a single sword, facing the fierce dragon in the sky, raise your sword to the sky.

Baidai Kunwu swung out his sword, and the sword light was like a rainbow.

"Drink!" With a soft drink, the swords clashed.

Yanyun is always misty, facing each other head-on, how can they defeat Huanglong?

The great master took three steps back, Bai Dai Kunwu's sword edge pierced the ground, and on the slender five fingers, blood fell down, adding a touch of scarlet to Bai Dai Kunwu.

Drunken Huanglong went one step further, and the magic sword and dragon scales revived again.

In such a desperate atmosphere, Gu Ling Die Yan knew that there was no way to retreat, so if he fought to the death, he might be able to find a chance to survive.

Make a quick decision, EMI Kunwu Yiheng.

"Absolution by Heaven, Judgment by Earth, No Blame for Man, Return of the Three Swords!" Heaven, Earth and Man, the three talents, were transformed into their own swordsmanship by the passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum, and achieved the famous Three Swords of Heaven, Earth and Man.

Right now, at the most desperate moment, the grand master's mind sinks into one, and the three famous swords in the world belong to one sword.

The meaning of the Three Swords is transformed into a single thought, which comes from the heart.

Bai Dai Kunwu moved slightly, the sword intent was so vast that even drunk Huang Long's eyes showed admiration.

"A good swordsman, regardless of virtue, just in terms of martial arts, I should give you enough respect." Drunken Huanglong came over step by step, holding the magic sword Dragon Scale, with admiration in his words.

In an instant, a golden streamer flashed in his eyes, and the emperor became even more imposing.

The dying smoke of the ancient mausoleum can only be felt by my ears, and there seems to be a faint roar of a dragon that shakes the sky.

"Qingyu Huanglong Slash!" The drunken Huanglong moved, and on the dragon scales of the divine sword, the sword was full of energy, and his figure moved quickly, heading straight for the ancient mausoleum.

At this time, Daolong opened his eyes, and the drunken Huanglong improved his speed, strength, and momentum.

"Drink!" However, at this time, the Grand Master was full of sword intent, and was unfazed when he saw this scene.

In his heart, there is only one sword!
The heart moves, the body moves, the sword moves!

Dragon chant and sword whistle resounded through the sky.

Strong winds howled around, a storm suddenly rose in the center of the battlefield, and there was no trace of cloud in the high sky.

Even Yue Zhou, who was watching the battle from a distance, could feel the strong wind blowing against his face, mixed with residual sword energy, which cut his cheek and blood slid down.

However, he didn't pay attention to this matter, and looked at the center of the storm with all his attention.

This series of duels ended so quickly that he didn't even think about it, and there was no time for the drunken Huanglong Sword to leave someone to sign the contract.

Baidai Kunwu fell quietly to the ground, dripping bright red on the sword body.

Daolong opened his eyes, it was crushed by absolute strength, and it was useless to wash the pulse twice.

"I send you on the road with the eyes of the sword dragon, I am worthy of your cultivation." The tone of the drunken Huanglong is still so high-pitched.

"Heh." At the last moment of his life, the great master Gu Ling passed away and smiled dejectedly.

But he insisted on using his last strength to untie the child from behind.

Hugging him in his arms, he gently stroked the bloody and tearful eyes on his face, as if unwilling to part with him.

"I! I'm not willing!"

In the end, there was only a long howl, echoing the ancient pulse of Panlong.

The god of the smoke capital, the great master died in the ancient tomb, and the sword died here.

(The Grand Master’s force value has been changed. It has been changed. It has been changed. Important things have been said three times. Eight stars have been changed to seven stars. I saw many book friends asking this question.)
　Thanks to Tiandi Xiao and Yunshang Songshu Yuexiahe for their rewards.

　　
　
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