Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 249

Seeing the old man's look different, Lin Xuanji couldn't help asking, "Old man, what's the matter?"

"You said just now, the three of you ate that dragon egg?" The old man was expressionless and didn't answer the question.

Lin Xuanji froze and shook his head quickly: "I ate a little egg juice and almost let that person and one beast eat. Both of them ate spouting gush, and couldn't hold back anymore!"

"eat a bit?"

The old man sneered: "Even if you take a drop, don't think about the relationship! Do you think the dragon egg is so delicious? Eat it clean, and you can walk away by patting your ass?"

"Old man, what do you mean, don't scare me."

"There's a dragon, here I come."

"what?"

"You stay here, don't leave the city!"

After the old man said this sentence, his body changed into a streamer and disappeared in an instant.

...

Outside the city gate, a woman in a blue armor looked stern and tall, with a chill all over her body, looming murderous in her eyes, and walked towards the gate.

The armor on the woman's body is very special, as if pieces of blue fish scales are perfectly connected together.

The closer to the city gate, the denser the crowd.

The Qingjia woman came near, without any intention of slowing down, and crowded away from the crowd and went straight to the city gate.

"Squeezed, what?"

A monk in front turned abruptly, staring at the woman in green armor, putting her palm in a storage bag, her eyes threatening.

In the King City, except for some special venues, fighting and killing are prohibited.

But after all, it's outside of Wangcheng. If a battle breaks out, the Wangcheng guards won't care.

Faced with the threat of this monk, the Qingjia woman was expressionless and continued to move forward without even stopping.

The monk on the opposite side frowned, using a spying technique to investigate the Qingjia woman, and found no trace of aura.

Most importantly, there is no storage bag on the body of this young woman, which means that this person is just a mortal!

"act recklessly!"

The settling monk was so impressed in his heart that he scolded and found a flying sword out of the storage bag to inject spiritual power.

Wow!

Two spirit patterns lit up on the sword.

Zhongpin Feijian!

"disease!"

The monk Jianji gave a whisper, and Feijian pierced the brows of the Qingjia woman.

The people around had already dispersed, for fear of spreading to themselves.

If the Qingjia woman turned a blind eye to the flying sword, she continued to move forward.

The monk at the opposite side sneered in his heart, and his eyes flickered.

when!

Fei Jian stabbed the brow of the Qingjia woman, and she was bounced open, sending out a sound of Jin Ge fighting!

The foundation monk's face changed.

The spectators were stunned.

Can Zhongpin Feijian not pierce the flesh?

What exactly is this person doing?

The Qingjia woman had approached at this moment, suddenly reached out her arm, stretched out a slender finger, and gently touched the head of the monk Zhuji.

Looking at the finger of the Qingjia woman clearly, the monk Zhuji felt unable to move at all, and could not escape.

puff!

A crisp sound.

The Qingjia woman closed her hand, and in front of the monk of the building base, there was an extra blood hole, and the blood flow was like a note.

The man's eyes were dim, and he fell to the ground with a plop, and the corpse was on the spot!

Seeing this scene, everyone was uproar.

The guard standing at the gate of the city, originally holding a lively mentality, suddenly became tense, just as he was facing the enemy.

These guards are not high, but the guards are at the gate of the city all the time, and there are too many people who have seen them.

On the body of this young woman, they smelled an extremely dangerous breath!

"Come come and stop, report your name, from what school and school, and from which country are you born?" A guard shouted.

The Qingjia woman was expressionless and continued to move forward.

It seems that nothing is happening in the world, and anyone can stop him for half a step.

"Ok?"

The appearance of many guards changed, and one after another found out the flying sword from the storage bag, ready to shoot.

"Taoyou, you've crossed the border."

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded.

Many guards felt that there was a flower in front of them, and there was an old man in front of him with a Confucian view in his head.

Strange to say, after the old man appeared, the Qingjia woman actually stopped, and there was a swipe of jealousy deep in her eyes.

The old man said lightly, "Go back."

"You want to stop me?" The Qingjia woman opened her mouth, narrowed her eyes, and began to exude an ancient and vicissitudes, powerful and majestic like a god, irresistible.

Under the shroud of this breath, all the people around, whether mortal or cultivators, have a sense of awe to bow to the ground and worship!

"expensive!"

The Qingjia woman suddenly opened her mouth, and a loud roar burst into the depths of her throat, wearing a golden crack!

Long Yin!

puff! puff! puff!

The people closest to the Qingjia woman burst into shape and turned into a mist of blood.

咣 Dang!咣 Dang!

The flying sword in the hands of many guards fell, his head was held in both hands, his face was pained, and his ears were bleeding!

"Sin beast, in front of me, dare to make trouble!"

The old man sang loudly, his voice was loud, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, it contained a powerful power, and instantly interrupted the sound of the dragon that rang through the world.

Hundreds of people outside this gate would die unless the old man speaks!

The crowd calmed down, panting heavily, gasping, feeling like they had walked away at the gate of the ghost with a lingering fear.

I do not know when the old man has a folding fan in his hand.

The old man's body moved, approaching the Qingjia woman, holding up the folding fan in his hand, smashing his head and covering his face.

"boom!"

The woman in green armor stepped on the ground with two feet on the ground, and the soil fluttered.

The shape of the Qingjia woman was still in the air, and she began to swell!

Just under the eyes of everyone, a horrifying dragon with a huge body soared into the sky, appeared in front of them, hovered over them, exuding a devastating atmosphere.

"This is a dragon, a dragon, a dragon?"

"Oh my God, the dragon really exists!"

Many monks were frightened, their voices trembling, and they all sat on the ground.

Even the Wangcheng guards felt powerless at this time. Under the majesty of the Dragon, no resistance could be born.

Like scales poured in molten steel, sharp minions, indestructible body, the dragon is covered with danger and power everywhere.

The old man's look remained the same, rising up into the air, and confronting the dragon, he had the momentum overtaking the dragon!

The old man's body looks small, even less than a scale on the body of the dragon, but it seems to contain a force that can destroy the sky and the earth!

"If you haven't retreated, don't blame me for being ruthless, and I have cut you today!"

The old man looked at the opposite Shenlong coldly and issued a warning.

Roar!

Shenlong opened a huge dragon mouth and sprayed a blue dragon flame, which instantly incinerated the surrounding air and aura and rushed towards the old man.

(End of this chapter)