Fu Canglu

Chapter 272 Water Drops
The Qingmu Palace sword embryo was directly pressed firmly to the bottom of the lotus pond by the overwhelming force.

At this moment, the originally expanded sword domain let out a dull roar.

Wang Zhi's pupils shrank slightly, Chen Sijian's sword field collapsed in an instant, and the water body weighing a thousand catties fell down.

A spider web exploded on the bottom of the pool on the soles of both feet.

The long sword was erected heavily on the bottom of the pool, smashing broken bricks all over the ground, and the finely broken bricks slowly rose from the bottom of the pool. The sword embryo raised its head stubbornly, its bun was shortened, and its black hair floated and scattered in the water. He fixed his eyes on the huge shadow that slowly swam from far to near.

Qingmu Gongjian Embryo slowly let out a mouthful of turbid air, and a blush appeared on her delicate face.

It was a monster like a dragon and a snake, with a long and slender body, with twists and turns, and two clear and fiery eyes slowly lit up in the depths of the water.

Wang Zhi saw clearly the true face of this monster.

The snake turns into a python, the python turns into a jiao, and the jiao turns into a dragon.

This is a snow-white long Jiao, but with dragon horns growing on its forehead.

The long dragon swims out of the darkness, its flat head hisses and its body is entrenched. In the deepest part of the lotus pond, there are water drops of various colors that are incompatible with the bottom of the pond, rolling like thunder on the body of this white dragon.

Wang Zhi, who was pressed to the bottom of the pool by the momentum brought by the swimming of the white flood dragon, stared blankly at the huge figure.

It is about three feet in size, pure white, with distinct scales, and there is a black and distinct pupil hidden in Ruhuo's eyes, looking down at him indifferently.

At the bottom of the lotus pond in the lotus pavilion, when did such a murderous creature grow?

The former owner of the Holy Palace of the Great Darkness Sacred Mountain was said to be a very elegant demon master during his lifetime. He built the lotus pavilion for the collection of books, and he would not like to seal and raise such a fierce white dragon.

Could it be that the man raised him after he came to Lotus Pavilion?

But even if the lotus pond can accommodate it, how can there be any reason to become a dragon in one year?

What Wang Zhi cared most about was not the body shape of this white flood dragon, but the water droplets rolling back and forth around this fierce white flood dragon's body.

Each drop of water, like the size of a soybean, contains heart-pounding powerful energy.

The purple is like the thunder of the nine heavens, the black is like the flames of the Suzaku, and the white is like the snowstorm in the north.

Dozens of water droplets roll back and forth along the dragon's body, blending with each other, and the colorful colored glaze shines brightly.

"Is this the meaning of domain?"

Qingmu Gongjian Embryo suddenly realized what this white flood dragon was.

Taking a closer look, the living skin of this white flood dragon is actually filled with abundant vitality, and the various water droplets swimming outside the body are all kinds of terrifying powers that have not yet been brewed to achieve great perfection. Embryos condense.

In Wang Zhi's mind, the owner of the lotus pavilion who raises such a white flood dragon is undoubtedly a very courageous practitioner. No wonder he absorbs such a huge resource from the holy island every day. Not to mention the great success of these water drops, even if they can achieve two, they are enough to step into the strongest monsters in the Central Plains.

On the day of Baijiao's cultivation, the aura collapsed, and it would feed back in a day, and the owner of the Lotus Pavilion would have no problem entering the ninth rank immediately.

It is still a super strong ninth grade of Nankai road tire.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhi narrowed his eyes and looked up with some difficulty, trying to see the true face of the owner of the lotus pavilion clearly.

It is said that the owner of the lotus pavilion is extremely young.

Wang Zhi's eyes moved from Bai Jiao, and finally stopped on the boy in black who was sitting cross-legged on Bai Jiao's flat head with his hands on his knees.

Sure enough, he was a young practitioner.

Qing Mu Gong Jian Embryo silently said in his heart: "It's worth my sword."

Wang Zhi pressed down with both hands, pressing on the hilt of Chen Sijian's sword that had smashed into the bottom of the lotus pond.

The bottom of the lotus pond is no longer peaceful.

Centering on that Cyanwood Palace sword embryo, the entire lotus pond was turned upside down, the sword energy was reversed, and the boundless water vapor rushed away, forming a prototype barrier several feet in size.

The white flood dragon that had swum close slowly squinted its eyes, was pushed away by the sword aura and retreated, two claws protruded from between the electric light and flint, and grabbed the bottom of the lotus pond tightly, so it was not directly swept away by the sword aura.

Sitting cross-legged on top of Bai Jiao's head, the little hall looked calm, and had already stopped at the third level of Zhulian phase. Between his eyebrows, the sword energy that the Qingmu Palace sword embryo had handed out before hovered and advanced, and it had already passed. Within one foot, slowly continue to advance inch by inch.

Yi Xiao had no expression on his face, and let the sword embryo's sword energy continuously burst out from the bottom of the lotus pond, and the whole lotus pond would be thrown upside down.

The fire light in the two pupils of the white flood dragon was slightly extinguished, and the darkened pupils slowly moved closer to the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the head, as if waiting for the man's order.

His Highness tapped his index finger and muttered silently.

"The momentum is coming."

Bai Jiao cheered up, and his pupils were instantly ignited with a blazing fire that was several times stronger.

Baijiao stretched out a claw with difficulty, and a blue water droplet swam to the claw rolled down from his body.

The movement is natural, as if handing out the cyan water drop.

The cyan water drop was extremely heavy, and it contained a thousand ton of weight, and it smashed against the water air and sword air.
The barrier above Wang Zhi's head, which looked like a big bowl turned upside down, was instantly struck by lightning.

The sword intent barrier that turned the big bowl upside down did not shatter directly. Unexpectedly, it had excellent toughness. The place hit by the blue water drop desperately sank, and in the end it was only sunken a few feet, accompanied by Wang Zhi, who was flying with black hair. Pressing Chen Sijian again, the sword intent roared again, with the potential to bounce off the blue color to the water drops of domain intent.

"it is good."

His Highness narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "See how many times you can carry it."

There are two on your fingers.

The second drop of water fell down.

Sword Embryo Wang Zhi Chen Sijian plunged three feet into the bottom of the lotus pond, his hands trembling unsteadily.

The third drop of water fell down.

The sword hilt of Chen Si's disciple can be seen, and the gravel at the bottom of the lotus pond floats up. The green wood palace sword embryo knelt on one knee, his eyes were red, his hands were still firmly pressed under the hilt, and he forced out his whole body to resist the attack. The weight of the underwater world.

Aoki Gong Jianyu is a character who is extremely stubborn, at this moment he still refuses to admit defeat, holding the hilt of the sword upside down with both hands, leaving a thread to draw the sword, suffering bitterly, still waiting for an opportunity to draw the sword to fight back.

Yi Xiao's face was calm, and he slowly closed his palms, Bai Jiao stretched out his claws again, and the fourth and fifth water drops all smashed out.

The bottom of the lotus pond was blurry.

The sword field condensed from the sword embryo was as fragile as paper in an instant, and in the fragmentation, the whole underwater world was like a shattered lens, leaving only the vague figure of the young sword embryo standing up against the lotus pond water.

The moment the sword field was broken was also the moment when all the pressure was subtracted.

It was the only moment when Wang Zhi could draw his sword.

Aoki Gong Jianembo swung the long sword with both hands, before it was too late to hand it out, there was a red water drop deep in the pupil that became bigger and bigger.

The paths of Chen Sijian and the red water drop inevitably overlap.

Wang Zhi pointed the tip of his sword at the drop of water without hesitation.

One sword breaks all spells.

It's a pity that the ending is not what he expected.

That Chen Sijian is a rare and good sword in Qingmu Palace. The tip of the sword is extremely sharp. Naturally, it will not be folded under the unfinished domain meaning. It was only the moment when the sword tip touched the domain mind. Wang Zhi felt the fifth red in horror. The gap between the water drop and the previous four components.

This red water drop is much heavier than the four that were added together before. Even some of the domains that have been completed are far inferior to this red water drop in terms of weight.

It was as heavy as a thousand jun, and it hit the tip of the sword, driving Chen Sijian to sink directly, and fell on his chest.

The young Qingmu Gongjian embryo suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of blood, arched his body in pain, when his vision was blurred, he saw a figure fall into the lotus pond, sank to the bottom in an instant, hugged himself with one hand, and quickly wiped Chen Sijian's body with the other finger, The red water drop directly bounced off the tip of the sword.

"Master Master"

Wang Zhi coughed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were blurred, he looked at the blood in the lotus pond mixed with the blood in his hair, and the familiar face in front of him, and murmured: "How could I lose?"

The master of the Qingmu Palace who fell into the bottom of the lotus pond had a gloomy expression. The first thing he did was to use Yuanli to investigate the injury of his proud disciple. He saw clearly that Wang Zhi had only suffered some skin trauma. After no hidden injuries were left, her complexion looked a little better.

This Palace Master Aoki, who was once overwhelmed by the Master of the Great Light Palace, was also known as a swordsman genius 20 years ago. Everything in the Holy Island speaks for her strength. She is able to control a holy mountain as a woman, which shows that the realm of cultivation is strong. .

His Highness, who was still sitting cross-legged on Bai Jiao's head, spread his palms slightly at this moment. Under the control of his mind, the five water drops rolled back to Bai Jiao's body one by one. Among all the meanings, the most important, Yi Xiao spent the most time The meaning of killing domain was flicked away by Palace Master Qingmu, and it faded by three points for no reason, which made Bai Jiao so painful that he wailed in a low voice.

Yi Xiao knew that it was wrong to hurt others, so she patted Bai Jiao's head lightly, not caring about these losses.

The Master of the Qingmu Palace turned around and had a beautiful face, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Yi Xiao said: "It's just some superficial wounds, if she hadn't let her kill her heart, she wouldn't have been hurt by this sword."

The Master of Qingmu Palace asked calmly: "So."

She mentioned Chen Sijian instead.

He smashed into the bottom of the lotus pond!

The sword energy countless times stronger than Wang Zhi swept away

Thousands of pools of water in the lotus pond exploded with a bang, smashed and smashed by the sword energy.

The sword energy is exhausted.

There is only an empty lotus pond with broken bricks and tiles.

His Highness, who straddled the white flood dragon, patted the white flood dragon's head lightly when the sword energy burst out. The white flood dragon was extremely human, and it shrank instantly.

Yi Xiao covered her face with one hand, and resisted the sword intent that spread after the master of the Qingmu Palace withdrew his hand with his little diamond body.

The palm of Little King Kong's physique and body was torn open several bloodstains in an instant, and then quickly scabbed over.

shocking.

After the little highness landed on the ground, he slowly put away his palms, and the rope made by the white flood dragon was tied to his wrist like this.

Yi Xiao looked down at the bloody palm and shook her head.

The sword energy of this sword is so strong that it can no longer be judged by common sense.

The Master of the Cyanwood Palace obviously stopped, and the sword energy was already approaching those half-step masters.

He just wanted to force himself to bow his head and apologize.

The little highness slightly clasped his palms together, his palms felt sore and numb, he asked with a soft smile, "One injury for another injury, isn't that enough?"

What kind of reason is it that you come to the door by yourself, but you can't beat yourself in the end, and you have to make an apology yourself?

I don't agree with this theory.

The Master of the Qingmu Palace sneered and said: "Raising white flood dragons, seal dragons and snakes, such a big skill, relying on the physique of a small diamond, I really think this palace can't do anything to you?"

(End of this chapter)