The Sword Saint of Daqin is in the Shape of the Moon Daqin

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The sword was trembling.

The sword intent is gushing, and the sword energy is swaying.

An invisible force, centered on her, spread to the surroundings.

in front of

The big river, with its flowing water, is even more turbulent. Under the pressure of the majestic force, countless water columns soar into the sky, turning into water columns, connecting heaven and earth.

Dark clouds, thunder, wind and rain... The dark world is intertwined into a terrifying scene here.

That is the power of the dragon.

Huge and terrifying.

But the silk sword buds are scattered in it, but it seems to be omnipresent.

this moment,

The dragon is roaring, fearing, and even more angry!

under the river.

Facing the rolling sword intent and sword light, the black flood dragon wrapped around the pillar raised its head to the sky and roared.

"Before the Dragon Lord...an dare to be presumptuous!"

The sting of the sword blade made it fearful, but the pride of being a dragon did not allow it to retreat here.

Not to allow the other party to hurt the people under him in front of him——

Who is the great practitioner in the world?

Not sure.

But it knows...

You must not lose, you cannot retreat!

"I am based on the infinite flow of the great river... Even if the gods of the past come down, I have the confidence to fight, even if it is a great human practitioner?"

This is his reliance.

His confidence.

Dare to make trouble in the world, how can it be possible that he has no support at all?

The power of the dragon smeared at the bottom of the river, like ink spreading, and also like dark clouds, resisting the falling sword qi from the sky.

"Dragon Lord is indeed mighty!"

Seeing that the sky-filled sword energy was blocked, the old witch next to her couldn't help but smile.

Her choice was right after all.

"After the Dragon Lord successfully transforms into a dragon, the old body can also take the opportunity to devour the mystery, let himself escape from this fragile human body, and enter the fairy world where the legendary gods and immortals retreat—"

"Enjoy eternal freedom!"

It was exactly what she longed for.

her longing.

For this reason, even betraying the human race, betraying one's own race, or even selling one's self and soul, one would not hesitate to do so.

She was thrown into the water and almost died. Because she was infinitely close to death, she has great fear of death.

want to survive.

at all costs...

Click, click, click.

There was a cracking sound, which rang in my ears.

The old witch was taken aback.

then……

There was a buzz.

Her brain suddenly trembled violently, and in the next second, that withered body, which should have been dead, exploded directly.

A sword qi soared into the sky.

Bring up a blood mist.

That was the "rain" that just fell on her body, and the "sword bud" that fell on her body germinated and came out through the body at this moment.

With a bang, the body fell.

The old witch is dead.

Jiaolong froze for a moment, widened his dark golden eyes, and then became completely angry!

Dragons belong to the category of natural leaders and monarchs.

With extremely strong self-esteem, arrogance and possessiveness, in his view, no one can touch his own things, even if it is his subordinates, he can only be killed by himself.

This is the bottom line.

It is also a reverse scale.

And now...

Ni Lin, was touched.

--Roar!

The bottom of the river was completely turbulent. Countless sea creatures felt the huge oppression, and instinctively wanted to stay away, but in the next second, they were directly crushed into meat paste by the terrifying oppression.

Layers of blood mist smudged and entangled, dyeing the pitch-black scales red.

Jiaolong's anger was completely ignited.

The dragon raised its four claws, stomped on it, and broke away from the huge stone pillar wrapped around it, soaring into the sky!

The wind is stronger.

Thunder was even more anxious.

On the surface of the river, there was a crash, the water burst, and a huge shadow rose into the sky.

"I am the Dragon Lord of the Wushui River, and now I am flooding the city of Ye County—"

He growled.

Wanting to soar into the sky, use the dragon's innate ability to cover the world with the ancient biological base it holds, urging the rain to fall, causing the river to flood and submerge the entire city.

However, as soon as he raised his head, he bumped into the boundless sword energy.

In an instant, he met a pair of vermilion eyes.

——Mustard seeds.

She was on the river and had been waiting for it for a long time.

"you……"

Flood Dragon froze for a moment. With his huge body like a mountain, when he faced a figure that was so small that he couldn't even compare to his own nails, all his anger and restlessness disappeared in an instant.

Instead, fear.

can feel...

It is an even older mystery.

more ancient existence.

The sleeves fluttered, the girl held the sword in her arms, raised her head, and looked at the huge monster.

The rain stopped in front of her.

The torrential river is at her feet, and she can only crawl like a tamed pet.

Mysteries will fail in the face of older mysteries.

Such magical powers,

The same goes for living things.

— Faerie.

And... a fairy who has survived for a long time!