Dragon Tamer

"Om~~~~~"

Just when Zhu Minglang was in trouble, a sword inscription passed.

When it flew back and forth, it was like a cold wind, and it was invisible.

And when it was still in front of Zhu Minglang, it easily blended into the darkness, only its pitch-black outline could be seen, and Xingyue Guanghua was also absorbed by its sword.

Ye dye sword!

Why did Zhu Minglang forget that he still has this powerful sword inscription!

Ye Ran Sword is no longer an ancient **** soldier of Xuan Ge God Capital. After being tempered by the Sword Evil Dragon, Ye Ran Sword is actually the main body of the Sword Evil Dragon, including the original Moxie Sword of the Sword Spirit Dragon. Among Dye Sword and Sword Evil Dragon, the three strongest dark attribute sword inscriptions are combined into the current Ye Dye Sword!

The current Yeran Sword, which can be called the Yeranxie Immortal Sword, is the most powerful sword inscription. Many times the domineering aura exudes from its body gives Zhu Minglang the feeling that it is like an independent stegosaurus. , You can fight against the sword spirit dragon body!

The Ye Ranxie Immortal Sword was suspended in front of Zhu Minglang, as if it had its own spiritual knowledge, and solemnly applied for the battle.

Zhu Minglang glanced at Jian Linglong.

Sword Spirit Dragon expressed his helplessness, this guy couldn't control it very much, even if it didn't have a body, it was just a sublimated sword soul, but the sword soul seemed to have its own ideas.

"Lianhua Wanjian Wheel!"

Zhu Minglang no longer hesitates, connect with the sword spirit dragon with his heart, and then pass the sword technique to the Yeranxie fairy sword through the sword spirit dragon!

Ye Ranxie's fairy sword is being danced. This sword technique is exactly what Zhu Minglang has worked hard to urge the sword spirit dragon to practice in Yuheng Star Palace these days. It is the heavenly sword technique taught by the goddess Yuheng herself!

Thousands of swords are sacrificed, like a lotus of a mountain god, the lotus petals are made up of thousands of sharp blades, just like a bloodblade roulette, when it dances again, the sword blade like a rainstorm pear flower shoots out from the lotus flower, the blood blade The lotus petal roulette is even more like a sharp and terrifying mountain fort of swords, rotating and stirring in shock, enough to kill everything!

The nest of Yin and Fire Python seems to have been thrown into a giant strangling weapon. The sword shadows and sword energy transformed by the Yeranxie Immortal Sword have a direct slaying effect on these dark things, and it quickly expands and spreads. The fire was extinguished, and in the raging long street, only the magnificent but full of deathly breath of Lianhua Wanjian wheel was turning coldly and slowly.

Wei Zhuo saw that all his Yinhuo was cut off, and his eyes were suddenly filled with horror.

"Isn't it that I am above the gods! Why is my power so fragile!" After all, Wei Zhuo is not an old evil fairy, and this is the only kind of evil he controls.

Once Zhu Minglang was disintegrated, he also looked a bit hideous and terrifying.

Zhu Minglang stepped forward and walked in front of Wei Zhuo.

"The gods are also ranked. The temple **** you cursed is just a tolerance in the immortal class, not a priest. Do you think you can do whatever you want with evil powers!" Zhu Minglang said.

"Are you a priest??? Are you a priest???" Wei Zhuo stared at Zhu Minglang and began to feel fear.

"It's cheaper to let you die, but...you are just a puppet after all." Zhu Minglang stretched out his hand and slashed at Wei Zhuo from the air.

The Yeran Sword Evil Dragon slashed gorgeously and slashed Wei Zhuo, who had become a devil, and the black blood was scattered.

Wei Zhuocheng's two halves were on the ground. Zhu Minglang glanced at it and found that Wei Zhuo's internal organs were all braving black gas. At the same time, Zhu Minglang found that Wei Zhuo's heart was a little weird...

"Zizzi~~~~~"

Suddenly, his heart was punctured like a black water ball, and black pus came out.

As the black pus drained, his left chest cavity was empty.

The original heart is gone, and what sustains his life is the black puss heart condensed from resentment and anger...

"The heart has been taken away?" Zhu Minglang glanced at Wei Zhuo with a face that looked like a dead tree, and then said to himself, "It seems that the guy wants more than just a good life, but also some other things."

Zhu Minglang walked into the courtyard of the house and wanted to see if there were any survivors in the house.

It's a pity that these four people have no breath anymore. Not only are their lives, but their souls may also be taken away by some power. The fear they suffered during their lives, they are afraid that they will suffer torture after death.

Seeing the appearance of these four people, Zhu Minglang wished to chop a few more pieces of the old thing Wei Zhuo.

It really should be when he cursed God, let the Lei Ping Ling envoy directly hack him, so that it would not cause such a tragedy.

But at that time, Zhu Minglang could not predict what would happen up to now, let alone think that a person who has done good for a lifetime would suddenly burst out heinous indiscriminate revenge...

People's good and evil coexist after all, and the simplicity and kindness of some people often have no real misfortune.

The true benevolent is the one who has suffered immensely and has endured the torture of the world all his life, but he still treats others kindly and has compassion in his heart.

My own miserable experience is not a reason to abuse others. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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After dealing with the matter, the temple gods from other districts came.

Zhu Minglang asked Concubine Wen Ling to negotiate with them while he walked around the house of Wei's house and the burnt-out ancestral hall.

The evil fairy disappeared after finishing the transaction.

He is a typical example of changing a place after one vote, and he resolutely does not leave a clue or handle to Zhengshen. Even if Zhu Minglang hadn't deliberately traced him, other higher-ranking gods came to investigate and couldn't find him. trace.

He pulled out of the cause and effect of this tragedy, just a passer-by.

After experiencing this incident, Zhu Minglang suddenly understood some of God's arrangements.

Why is it so difficult for mortals to practice? Why is it that mortals become gods and immortals are against the sky.

Some people really can't casually give him too much power, and if he suffers a little injustice, he may commit murder and avenge the society more brutally than the villain.

This evil immortal passed away, but when this kind of person needed a butcher knife most, he sold him a fierce blade.

If this evil immortal is arrested and faced with his own trial, he can even question himself confidently: I'm just a knife seller, why is it sinful? ?

"The first pit killed Wei Zhuo’s beloved son, and then during the funeral, he kept paying attention to their home. After the temple **** set fire to his ancestral hall, he immediately persuaded Wei Zhuo to become an evil demon... this evil immortal. Why are you staring at this family? Are there any holidays with this family?" Zhu Minglang began to look for clues.

In the spell, the opponent did not leave a trace.

Zhu Minglang is not the kind of master who can track the target through the traces of spells. At this time, he needs to open up his wisdom.

Although Zhu Minglang usually doesn't like to spend his time thinking about things, he is more casual and willful, but when he needs to use his brain, he never gets worse.