Longevity Immortal Mansion Time Dragon Seat

Chapter 215
Chapter 217 Sword Control



Zhang Yu once again used his magic to flash behind the Dragon Emperor.

"Buzz!"

The sound of a sword cry suddenly sounded, and a silver-white sharp sword pierced through the air, nailed fiercely on the Dragon Emperor's head, and chopped off its head.

The Dragon Emperor turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared in place.

……

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for completing the hidden task 'Dragon's Reverse Scale', the concentration of the dragon's blood essence has increased to 30%.

Zhang Yu's eyes widened, staring at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

In front of him is a vast mountain range, towering toweringly, like a giant dragon winding and circling.

The clouds and mist are lingering, as if dragon patterns are dancing in the air.The sun shone through the clouds and reflected on the mountains, like dragon scales flickering.

This is the territory of the Dragon Clan, a mysterious and magnificent land.

Zhang Yu took a deep breath and felt the surrounding air. The air here was extremely fresh and full of vitality.

He stepped onto the mountain range carefully, feeling the ground under his feet, as if he could feel the pulse of the earth.

The smooth and hard stone under your feet, like dragon scales, makes people feel awe.

He held the map tightly in his hand, his eyes were firm and determined.This is the only clue for him to come to this mysterious territory, and it is also the beginning of his search for the Dragon's Reverse Scale.

He is determined to find this fabled treasure no matter how hard it takes.

A breeze blows, with a faint floral fragrance, which is refreshing.

Zhang Yu looked up and saw a sea of ​​flowers not far away, colorful and blooming like a brocade.

He walked towards the sea of ​​flowers, feeling the soft touch of the petals on his cheek.

These flowers are delicate and fragrant, as if welcoming him.

He continued on, gradually approaching the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

Suddenly, a gorgeous butterfly flew past him, dancing gracefully.Zhang Yu stared at the butterfly intently, feeling its graceful dance.

A butterfly lands lightly on a blooming flower, and its wings are shining with colorful light, which is very beautiful.

He gently stretched out his hand, trying to touch the gorgeous butterfly.

The colorful butterfly sensed his actions, flew up instantly, and danced around his side.

Zhang Yu smiled slightly, feeling close to nature, as if he was integrated with this mysterious land.

Finally, he came to the end of the mountains.

A huge waterfall appeared in front of my eyes, and the water flow was turbulent and majestic.The water droplets splashed, forming a beautiful rainbow.

Standing in front of the waterfall, Zhang Yu felt the coolness and comfort of the water splashing on his face.He stretched out his arms, spread his palms, and let the water drip on his palms.

The water droplets converged into a drop of water in his palm, which was crystal clear.

He stretched out his palms towards the waterfall, and the water ran through his fingers.

He closed his eyes, bathed in the baptism of the waterfall, and felt the power of water and the power of life.

His body seemed to be purified, glowing with new vitality.

When he opened his eyes, there was a dragon's reverse scale shining brightly on his palm.It is like a bright pearl, exuding mysterious and powerful energy.

Zhang Yu gently held the dragon's reverse scale, feeling the warmth and strength it brought.

He knew that this was the beginning of his journey of cultivation, and it was also a symbol of the great challenge he was facing.

He looked into the distance, with a firm light shining in his eyes.

He is determined to maximize the power of the dragon's reverse scale and become a real cultivator.

He has to face the wrath of the Dragon Clan, meet the challenge, not afraid of difficulties, and move forward bravely.This is his destiny and his glory.

It was already night, and the bright moonlight shrouded the earth, and everything was sleeping, quiet and peaceful.

Zhang Yu lay on the bed, tossing and turning, his mind was full of the shadow of the dragon's reverse scale.

Standing in the spacious and bright training room, Zhang Yu stared at the neatly arranged bookshelves in front of him.

The bookshelves are filled with all kinds of ancient books, giving off an ancient atmosphere.He gently stroked the cover of the book, his eyes gradually deepened.

On the top shelf of the bookshelf, he found a thick and old book with "The Art of the Sword" written on the cover.

He gently picked up the book and read it carefully.

The book records a special sword technique for controlling flying swords. This kind of sword technique requires strong spiritual support, so it is called the sword technique.

A desire surged in Zhang Yu's heart. He longed to master this technique and make himself stronger.

He sat quietly on the floor of the practice room, and began to study the "Royal Sword Jue" carefully.

The first part is about how to control the flying sword to attack the enemy, and the second part is about controlling the flying sword with extraordinary power.After memorizing the two exercises, he put down the book and started practicing.

Bathed in the faint sunlight, Zhang Yu stared intently at the flying sword in front of him.

He put his palm on the hilt of the sword, feeling the slight vibration from the blade.

As he poured his spiritual power into the flying sword, a cold aura emanated from the sword, making one's heart palpitate.

With a thought in his mind, the flying sword rushed straight towards a boulder in the void like an arrow leaving the string.

The flying sword pierced through the air, made a sharp buzzing sound, and instantly hit the boulder, breaking it into pieces.

A hint of excitement flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes. The power of this imperial sword attack was far beyond his imagination.

However, he is not satisfied with this.He knows that only by completely controlling the flying sword can it exert greater power.

So, he continued to practice, trying to manipulate the flying sword to make more precise Yujian attacks.

In the practice room, he was agile and dancing.

Every time the flying sword is swung, it carries an unparalleled force, cutting through the air and making a piercing sound of wind.

His eyes gradually became sharper, his eyes were like lightning, and he watched Fei Jian's every movement.

With the passage of time, Zhang Yu gradually mastered the mystery of Feijian.

There seemed to be a tacit understanding between his body and the flying sword, every swing was accurate without the slightest hesitation.

His movements became more and more proficient, and every attack was as fast as lightning, making it impossible for people to dodge.

His figure quickly shuttled through the training room, like a nimble cheetah.

The flying sword turned into a ray of light, and quickly traveled through the space, leaving behind afterimages.

His speed was several times faster than before, and every attack was like a gust of wind and rain, making it hard to resist.

Zhang Yu stopped practicing with satisfaction, sweat dripping down his forehead.

He felt a change in his body, he became stronger.

However, he knows that this is far from enough. He needs to work hard to become stronger in order to face the upcoming challenges.

As night falls, the sky is dotted with stars.Zhang Yu sat cross-legged on the bed, recuperating his tired body.

His body is strong and powerful, and the power of his blood is extremely powerful. However, the long-term and high-intensity cultivation still makes him feel exhausted.

He slowly withdrew his breath, took a deep breath, and his eyes shone with wisdom.

The scenery outside the window gradually became clearer.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the mountains in the distance are like a giant dragon winding and circling, vaguely revealing a majestic and majestic atmosphere.

The stars are dotted in the sky, like countless sparkling diamonds, exuding mysterious and charming light.

The breeze blows, bringing a faint floral fragrance, refreshing.

Zhang Yu stretched out his hands on the bed, his fingertips trembling slightly.

His fingers are long and strong, and every phalange reveals tenacity and determination.

Following his movements, the surrounding air seemed to fluctuate and tremble slightly.

He closed his eyes, calmed down, and the power of the blood in his body began to circulate.

His body gradually exuded a faint golden light, like the warmth of the sun shining on the earth.

His skin was slightly flushed, and delicate beads of sweat slid from his forehead, reflecting his resolute expression.

His brows were slightly frowned, as if he was facing a huge problem, but the wisdom in his eyes made people feel reassured and trustworthy.

Under the starlight, his body gradually regained its vitality.

His muscles gradually became tighter and stronger, and a mighty breath exuded.

His breathing gradually stabilized, every inhalation seemed to absorb the essence of the world, and every exhalation exuded endless power.

As time passed, his cultivation entered a whole new realm.

His body seems to be one with the surrounding nature, connected to the earth.

He could feel the pulse of the earth, hear the wind blow through the leaves, and even feel the faint communication between the stars.

There is a spark of wisdom in his eyes, and he has surpassed his limits and stepped into unknown territory.

The night gradually dissipated, and the dawn gradually rose.

Zhang Yu's training is over, and his body exudes an unparalleled power.

He slowly opened his eyes, revealing an indescribable brilliance in his eyes.

He stood up, feeling the new power, and his heart was full of expectations for the future.

He knew that there was still a long way to go in his cultivation, but he had already taken a solid step.

He will continue to face challenges, constantly surpass himself, and become a stronger existence.

He will use wisdom and courage as weapons to sail to the unknown shore.

……

When the morning glow gradually illuminated the entire Universiade Island, Zhang Yu took steps from his Immortal Mansion of Longevity, as if a god of dragon and snake descended into the mortal world.

With the improvement of the blood of the real dragon, the dragon and snake patterns on his body surface showed more gorgeous colors, like a delicate picture scroll.

His body became even taller, and his muscular lines outlined strong strength, revealing an unparalleled majesty.

The sun shone on Zhang Yu's resolute and determined face, and his eyes shone with wisdom, as if he could see through all the secrets.

His skin became tough and elastic, like dragon scales, capable of resisting attacks from any enemy.

His defensive ability has been greatly improved, and even a strong man in the transformation stage can hardly easily hurt him at all.

Zhang Yu raised the flying sword in his hand, and the sword exuded an aura, like a living dragon flowing in the sword.

His fingers lightly touched the hilt of the sword, and the blade trembled slightly, as if communicating with Zhang Yu.

His eyes showed his trust and respect for this flying sword.

Zhang Yu took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength on the tip of the sword.

He stared at the distant goal, full of fighting spirit and determination in his heart.

With a deep shout, his body rushed towards the target like a bolt of lightning.fly
The sword danced in his hand, and the light of the sword streaked across the sky like a meteor, tearing apart the space in an instant.

His movements are like clouds and flowing water, and every swing of the sword is accurate, full of endless strength and speed.

His sword is fierce and vicious, and every slash has the aura of destroying everything, as if it can turn all enemies into ashes.

However, as time went by, Zhang Yu's face gradually became serious.

He realized that he had underestimated the power of this flying sword.

I thought that with my own strength and swordsmanship, coupled with this Lingbao-level flying sword, I could easily defeat any strong man.

However, the reality told him that the power of this flying sword was far beyond his imagination.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and tiny beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

His eyes were fixed on the target, thinking about how to give full play to the power of the flying sword.

He knew that only through continuous training and sharpening can the power of the flying sword be brought into full play and become the true pinnacle of swordsmanship.

He secretly made up his mind that no matter how steep the road ahead was, he would persevere.

Only by constantly challenging yourself can you become a real strong man.

His body was as straight as a sword, and his powerful aura permeated the surroundings, as if he wanted to cover the entire Dayun Island under his own power.

Zhang Yu's gaze was firm and profound. He knew that only by constantly breaking through his limits could he become a true legend.

Holding the flying sword in his hand tightly, he took his own steps again, marching towards a higher realm.

"Boom!" There was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and dark clouds covered the entire sky.

The strong wind howled, and the torrential rain poured down one after another, like silver filaments, scattered on the ground.

The chill spread quickly, and it seemed that an unusual storm was coming.

Zhang Yu didn't pay attention to the sudden rainstorm, he was still concentrating on his cultivation.

He was in an ancient cave, surrounded by strangely shaped stone walls, like the scales of a giant dragon.

The mysterious atmosphere in the cave enveloped him, as if he was isolated from the world, and only the faint light shone through the cracks in the stone, barely illuminating his resolute face.

He completely forgot everything that happened outside, only the flying sword in his hand kept waving.

That sword, the body of the sword was as white as jade, and the edge of the sword shone with cold light, like a flash of lightning piercing the dark night sky.

He skillfully wielded the sword, the sword aura was as fierce as a dragon, like a violent storm, causing ripples in the surrounding air.

He wants to use his sword to wash away the dirt in his heart.

Every time he swung the sword, he could feel the vibration from the blade, as if he was talking to his heart.

He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the swordplay without distraction.

His thoughts were flying along with the sword intent, and the sword moves were unpredictable, playing in his body like a soul-stirring piece of music.

With the deepening of his cultivation, his body gradually emitted a strong sword energy.

This sword energy condensed all his strength and determination, like an invisible sword, piercing through the confusion and anxiety in his heart.

His eyes shone with a sharp light, as if he saw the goal he was looking for through the darkness.

(End of this chapter)