The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

Due to some reasons, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the webpage to visit this site today. Please remember the domain name of this site www.bxwx66.com (literary initials +66 dot com, bxwx66.com) to find your way home!

"I said Luo Yao, you don't think that the power of the Stone Death Sacred Sword is just a little bit, right?"

Seeing the disdainful sneer on Luo Yao's face, Yun Xiao couldn't help but let out a soft voice again. Immediately after the words fell, the seal of the hand had changed slightly, making Luo Yao's heart startled.

Hh hh...

I saw that in Yun Xiao’s hand, countless khaki silk threads stretched out from the giant sword, and at an extremely fast speed, they directly bypassed the dragon stone bi, and moved towards Luo Yao’s right hand. .

"Damn, he even learned the power of stone death!"

Seeing this scene, Luo Yao couldn't help but cursed inwardly, but he could only accept this fact again. From this fact, the other party's understanding of the Sacred Sword of Stone Fall had indeed reached an extremely deep state.

The Sword of Stone Fall is divided into three stages. The first one is naturally to sacrifice the ocher giant sword with a special aura. The average cultivator of the same level can't even handle the first blow of the giant sword.

In the second stage, from the earthy yellow giant sword, the silk thread of the power of the stone was struck. Luo Yao, as the top ranked genius in the Longxue Palace, only cultivated to this second stage.

It was Luo Yao who finally succeeded in cultivating after breaking through to the early stage of the cave, but he did not expect that a hairy boy who emerged from nowhere would have cultivated to this level.

As for the third stage, even the current Luo Yao didn't dare to practice easily, because before he reached the late stage of the cave and even before the peak, he might have a serious damage to his body.

Luo Yao is certainly a soil attribute cultivator, but it is precisely because he comes from the Canglong Emperor's Palace that he understands the dangers of leapfrogging pulse cultivation skills. It is not impossible that one carelessness will completely use up all the pulse energy.

Therefore, only those experts in the Canglong Emperor's Palace have cultivated the mid-level pulse skills of this sacred level to the highest level. No matter how talented Luo Yao is, he is still short of fire.

In Luo Yao's heart, the black boy star opposite, even if he was blessed, would only be able to cultivate to the second stage at best, and he naturally had his own way of dealing with the power of these stone deaths.

This is Luo Yao's pulse technique that he has cultivated for many years. He knows very well what kind of power is in the power of Stone Death. It is obviously impossible for the other party to use this method to hurt him.

Huh!

I saw a bunch of khaki silk threads wrapped around Luo Yao's right arm, just like he had used this power to deal with Yun Xiao just now, but the next result was a little different from just now.

The previous Yunxiao, due to unpredictable moments, was blasted into the back of his hand by the force of one of the stones, which looked quite tragic, and strictly speaking, suffered a small loss.

But at this moment Luo Yao, because he had already understood the power of Stone Death, under deliberate defense, it was naturally impossible for such a situation to happen, but it seemed rather relaxed.

"Hey, Xingchen, you are really sending charcoal in the snow, I just lost the power of the stone, let you make up for me!"

Feeling that the power of those stone deaths did not cause any harm to him at all, Luo Yao was somewhat complacent, and there was a smile on his face, and the words he exported contained a smug ridicule.

As Luo Yao said, the power of those stone deaths not only did not have any effect on him, but was used by him by some means to use the power for himself.

He was undoubtedly extremely satisfied with his response this time, and at the same time he felt a bit of contempt for Yun Xiao. He secretly said that this kid is not using any means, but he wants to use this stone death sword. Isn't it a wedding dress for himself?

If it were not for the power of the stone death of the same clan, how could Luo Yao dissolve it so easily and turn the opponent's stone death power into the nourishment of his own power loss?

In Luo Yao's view, Xingchen was just stealing chickens and eroding rice. This half-hearted stone death sword, also wanted to deal with himself, the first genius of the magnificent Longxue Palace. It was simply too self-reliant.

"Since you know this is the power of Stonefall, then you should know that there is another change in it?"

Yun laughed noncommittal about Luo Yao's words, and when he said these few words, Luo Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then a hint of anxiety rose in his heart because he already knew what the other party was saying.

"No! It's impossible! It's impossible for him to cultivate the Stone Death Sacred Sword to the third stage!"

Luo Yao roared crazily in his heart, perhaps this was the reason for his unbelief, because the other change that the other party said was actually the third stage of the Stone Death Sacred Sword.

That is the Dacheng realm that can only be cultivated by some who reach the late stage of the cave, or the peak, or even the strongest of the most sacred realm, how can the kid in this half-step cave can reach such a level?

The previous Luo Yao had never thought that something like this would happen. In his mind, it was simply impossible. Such a state of success is simply a fantasy.

At this moment, Luo Yao has not sensed the changes in the power of those stone deaths, but from Yun Xiao’s tone, he has developed a sense of alertness, no matter how he does not believe what the other party is saying, he dare not use his own life. Come kidding.

What if what Xingchen said is true, what if the other party really cultivated the Stone Death Sacred Sword to the highest level?

In fact, after seeing Yunxiao's previous series of methods, Luo Yao had already born endless fear of this young man in black.

Therefore, at the next moment, Luo Yao subconsciously sensed a crisis, and desperately forced the power of the stone death that had just been absorbed from his body.

"The reaction is not slow, but it's too late!"

Looking at Luo Yao's movements, Yun Xiao couldn't help but sighed in a soft voice, but the next moment his hand had already changed quietly, a majestic and weird force exploded directly on Luo Yao's right arm.

Bang!

Only a soft sound came, and Sheng Zhao, who was watching the battle not far away, suddenly saw a spot of Luo Yao's right arm, a splash of blood appeared on the ground, and a few pieces of minced meat were mixed in it. For blood.

"Damn it!"

Compared to the onlooker Sheng Zhao, Luo Yao, as the person involved, had a distorted expression at this moment. Although it was just a traumatic injury, it was also extremely painful.

It was as if a small bomb exploded in Luo Yao's right arm, exploding the blood and blood of his meridians.

From this point of view, Luo Yao was no different from Yun Xiao just now, and even more miserable.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just as Luo Yao's face became extremely distorted and gloomy, three more soft voices came out, and then three blood blossoms appeared, and his entire right forearm was almost completely out of shape.

This may be the third stage of the Sacred Sword of Stone Fall, which is even stronger than the power of Stone Fall that Luo Yao just displayed. Even Luo Yao, who has an extremely understanding of the power of Stone Fall, is unprepared.

In fact, Luo Yao's understanding of the Sacred Sword of Stone Fall only stayed in the first two stages. He did not cultivate to the third stage. Naturally, it is impossible to have too much in-depth understanding of the power of this stage.

However, the guy called Xingchen in front of him, with his cultivation of only a half-step in the quiet realm, had even studied the Holy Sword of Stone Fall to such a level, which caused De Luo Yao to feel extremely jealous despite his pain.

At this moment Luo Yao really regretted it. If he had known that the third stage of the stone death force had such power, even if he was killed, he would not **** the stone death force into his body.

He just wanted to disgust the other party and wanted to take the power of Stonefall as his own, but he didn't expect that this would simply lead the wolf into the room, so that his entire right forearm was about to be blown to a bone.

"Get out of here!"

Fortunately, Luo Yao is not comparable to ordinary cultivators in the world. He also has an extremely deep understanding of the Stone Death Sacred Sword. After a brief period of panic and anger, he quickly settled down and sent out a storm. The sound of drinking.

With the sound of this violent shout, a special and weird breath rose from Luo Yao's body, and then the power of the stone death that raged on his right forearm was born by this power. Driven out of him.

"This breath..."

Even Yun Xiao was surprised. With his understanding of the power of the stone death, it is impossible for the power of the stone death to be expelled so quickly. If it is not helpful, Luo Yao’s right forearm will be blown up. The break is over.

Once that time comes, Luo Yao who loses a small arm will inevitably drop in strength, and Yun Xiao will deal with it again, but he won't be so constrained. All this is in his plan.

However, Luo Yao didn't know what was going on in his body. At this moment, a mysterious and powerful power appeared, and this power could not even compete with the power of Stone Death, and he was immediately expelled.

"It seems familiar!"

Although Yun Xiao was shocked in his heart, he would not be too gaffe. In his careful induction, although the induction was quite vague, he felt a touch of familiarity from the breath of power.

For a while, Yun Xiao didn't know where this familiar feeling came from, but anyway, after this power broke out, Luo Yao's crisis this time was completely solved.

Although Luo Yao's right forearm was blown to blood and blood, it was strictly a skin and flesh injury. It looked terrifying, but it did not have much impact on his combat effectiveness.

It's just that such a hairy boy made this look, and the arrogance deep in Luo Yao's heart finally rose up uncontrollably, which was a shame to him.

Luo Yao, as the first genius of Longxue Palace, or even the first genius of Nine-layer Dragon Xiao, has never suffered such a big loss. He has always caused others to suffer the most, and he can't swallow this breath anyway.

If you like Nine Dragons, please collect it: (www.wuxiaspot.com) Nine Dragons is the fastest literary update.