Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

"die."

In response to him, there was only one extremely cold voice.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Xu family, the two fought fiercely. In the end, the aftermath of violent energy almost flooded the area that looked tens of thousands of meters away.

what……

A few minutes later, with an unwilling roar, instead of killing the opponent, Xu Yang, the head of the Xu family, was torn into pieces.

The silver-haired man was extremely powerful, and his heart was even more ruthless. He began to slaughter all the immortals in the Xu family.

Half a day later, the news of the massacre of the Xu family shook the entire Yanzhou like a bolt from the blue!

A warship traverses the sky, its whole body glowing with golden luster, filled with sacred and powerful waves.

"Master, the Xu family is gone."

The silver-haired man knelt in front of a young man in fine clothes, and reported respectfully.

"Before the Taiyan Dynasty fell, the Xu family and the Lingxiao Temple were the first forces to carve up its territory and resources."

"The Xu family has disappeared, and we will go to Lingxiao Temple next."

The young man in the fancy dress said lightly with his hands behind his back.

He looked young on the outside, but there was a sense of vicissitudes in his tone, and the aura revealed in his gestures made the silver-haired man very awed.

"As ordered."

The silver-haired man nodded.

One day later, following the Xu family, Lingxiao Temple was also attacked by a mysterious strong man.

The Hall Master and several Supreme Elders were all killed in battle. Except for a few disciples who escaped, almost all the disciples of the Lingxiao Temple were brutally slaughtered.

For two consecutive days, the Xu family and the Lingxiao Temple, one of the best in Yanzhou, were destroyed one after another, making countless immortals of various forces panic.

At the gate of Haoran Sword Palace, a man wearing a black iron mask suddenly walked slowly.

"who?"

Seeing this man, the Sword Palace disciple guarding the gate asked vigilantly.

"Go and send a message to that old bastard Lin Yue for me."

"The strong man of the Kuang clan of the Taiyan Dynasty, Kuangjian has returned to Yanzhou, and just destroyed the Xu family and Lingxiao Temple one after another."

"If Haoran Sword Palace doesn't make enough preparations, the end will be very miserable."

After speaking, the masked man disappeared in place without waiting for the Sword Palace disciple to react.

"Who is this guy?"

"Senior Brother Xiao Wang, what shall we do?"

"No matter who he is, since he is sending news to the sect, we must immediately report it to the Great Elder."

After a brief discussion, the two Sword Palace disciples guarding the gate decided to report it immediately.

Soon, Lin Yue and Guan Shan learned about it.

Chapter 393 Hatching Dragon Eggs

A plant of immortal medicine took root in the void, and let down the dense immortal substance, which made the whole quiet pavilion seem to be filled with chaotic mist, with a transcendent and sacred energy spreading and expanding.

Zhao Fan's eyes are deep and calm, and he has a calm temperament that does not match his appearance.

He didn't continue to practice, because his own realm cultivation base has been raised to the extreme level of Luo Tian's immortal level.

Unless one can step into the threshold of Xuanxian, it will be difficult to improve if one continues to practice blindly.

It's like a reservoir full of water. Unless the volume of the reservoir is increased, no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to retain more river water.

"Do you want to start signing in?"

At this time, Zhao Fan's mind heard the familiar prompt from the system.

"Start signing in."

Zhao Fan said habitually.

"If you sign in successfully, you will be rewarded with Yuanyang Shenyan."

As soon as the system's voice fell, a cluster of jumping divine flames appeared out of nowhere in front of Zhao Fan. The flames were glowing with purple and gold, and the heat wave was rolling, making the temperature inside and outside the You Pavilion rise by more than ten degrees.

"Yuanyang Shenyan, the fire of the most rigid and yang."

"It can be used to refine alchemy, and it can also hatch the eggs of divine beasts and alien beasts."

The introduction of the system was very simple, but it made Zhao Fan smile.

"I don't need alchemy and refining tools."

"But I do have an egg of a divine beast."

Zhao Fan smiled slightly, thinking of the real dragon egg obtained through the system reward before.

He didn't find a suitable hatching method before, even in the ancient inheritance of Haoran Sword Palace, there is no relevant record about the hatching of real dragon eggs in its sect.

He had almost ignored the matter of the real dragon egg, but he did not expect the system to give such a reward today.

From the looks of it, the system deliberately let itself hatch a real dragon egg.

Without too much hesitation, Zhao Fan took out the real dragon egg and directly urged Yuanyang Shenyan to perform the sacrifice.

The jumping flames, after touching the real dragon egg, not only did not cause any damage to it, but sank into the surface of the eggshell like mercury.

The real dragon egg continuously absorbed Yuanyang Shenyan, and complex and profound lines appeared on the originally solid surface of the eggshell.

"It really does work."

"I'll strike while the iron is hot and hatch this real dragon egg."

"If you can have a beast as a mount, wouldn't it be something to be proud of?"

Zhao Fan showed a smile on his face, and poured his own immortal power into the Yuanyang Divine Flame, making the flames that had been somewhat dimmed become raging and exuberant.

Under the burning of the raging flames, the real dragon eggs underwent more drastic changes. The complex and profound patterns seemed to be inscribed in the order of immortality, exuding a great and mysterious atmosphere.

As strong as Zhao Fan, his heart shuddered, and he felt the oppression coming to his face.

It was as if what was in front of him was not a real dragon egg, but a real dragon roaring proudly to the sun, moon, heaven and earth, with a soul-like coercion pervading.

This is Longwei!

Only a real dragon with the purest blood can produce the breath of a divine beast.

Before successfully hatching, there is such a domineering Long Wei, once it is successfully born, what kind of atmosphere will it be?

Thinking of this, Zhao Fan had a glimmer of expectation.

Even in the fairy world, mythical beasts belong to the rumored super creatures.

A complete divine beast is a terrifying existence that can compete with the fairy king, and it is also the supreme totem in the hearts of the fairies.

Under the urging of Zhao Fan, Yuanyang Shenyan turned into golden flames, which continuously submerged into the real dragon eggs at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As time passed, the fluctuations emitted by the dragon egg became stronger and stronger, and in the end, there was a rhythmic movement.

thump, thump...

Like the sound of a heavenly drum, it shook the entire Youge to roar.

Fortunately, Zhao Fan made a timely move and laid down a powerful restraining formation to isolate the perception of the outside world. Otherwise, such a movement would probably alarm many people in the sect.

"It can cause such a movement before it is born."

"I want to see how extraordinary the beast is."

The corners of Zhao Fan's mouth curled up, drawing a beautiful arc.

after an hour.

"Crack."

With the sound of cracking, a small head struggled out of the eggshell.

"Is this the real dragon?"

Zhao Fan was a little taken aback. The little thing in front of him was no more than half a meter long. Its body shone like a jewel, its small paws were pink and cute, and its two big eyes were even more clear and bright.

From the outside, there was a bit of the majesty of the legendary beast there, more like a cute golden loach.

"Hoohoo!"

The little guy crawled to the ground and barely supported himself up with his pink paws, but he still couldn't control his balance. His appearance of stumbling around was very funny and cute.

Its eyes were bright, and it looked at Zhao Fan curiously. Immediately, it crawled onto Zhao Fan's lap like a familiarity, yawned, and immediately fell asleep.

The corner of Zhao Fan's mouth twitched, did he regard his thigh as a comfortable nest?

"What did I hatch out of?"

"Is it really a dragon?"

Looking at the little thing on his leg, Zhao Fan looked less and less like it.

The little guy ignored Zhao Fan, and seemed to recognize him as a relative, turned over comfortably and continued to sleep soundly.

"Little things are not afraid of life."

"Forget it, since you were hatched, from today on, you'll be called Little Jinzi."

Zhao Fan smiled and said.

"I don't know if real dragons are male or female."

"The name is a bit male-friendly."

Zhao Fan thought for a while, picked up the little guy, looked it up and down, and finally thought that he won't make a mistake when he got the name.

Anyway, I made a mistake, so I will change it later.

From then on, besides Zhao Fan, another cute little guy appeared in the peaceful Youge.

……

The former site of the Taiyan Dynasty.

A young man with his hands behind his back looked at the ruins in front of him, his expression was neither happy nor worried, showing no emotion at all.

"Master, don't be sad."

"You returned to Yanzhou in person, and you have wiped out the Xu family and the Lingxiao Temple, and you will be able to establish a dynasty again in a few days."

The silver-haired man spoke respectfully and comforted him.

"It's not sad, but I have some nostalgia."

"The dynasty established by my grandfather was destroyed ten years ago. It's all because I came back too late."

"But it doesn't matter, as long as I'm still here, the Taiyan Dynasty will still be here."

The young man's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice.

"The master's contribution to good fortune will surely unify Yanzhou and Qingzhou."

The silver-haired man gave a timely compliment.

"No need to flatter, follow me to Qingzhou." The young man said expressionlessly.

"Master, do you want to do it yourself?"

"It's just a Haoran Sword Palace, just let me go there."

"You do not understand."

The young man shook his head, looked at the distant sky, and said lightly: "To destroy the Taiyan Dynasty, the Haoran Sword Palace must have given birth to a strong swordsman, or there must be a return of a great murderer who was wandering outside in the past."

"In either case, it's worth a trip for me in person."

As soon as the words fell, the warships crowded the sky and crossed towards Qingzhou.

Chapter 394: Not afraid of death is coming