Everlasting Sword God

Fairy Sword God Treasure is not a dragon treasure in the general sense.

The dragons know the treasure, as long as it is near them, even if it is a treasure hidden deep in the ground, they can sense it. For mortals, the treasures of the Dragon family are treasures of gold and silver, and for warriors, they are secret recipes of elixir. Most of them are things that everyone needs.

However, this magic sword is not the same.

This is a secret that has been passed down from the Dragon Palace for many years. Even the King Zhao Dalong, the suzerain, couldn't figure out the details of this divine possession. On several occasions, he tried to open the magic sword and explore the source of sword energy, but all came back from the feathers.

The Longjun Lord also faintly heard his father arguing with the old ancestors in the house, knowing that since the emergence of the Immortal Sword God Tibetan five hundred years ago, generations of the Dragon tribe had tried to solve the mystery. Unfortunately, no one succeeded. Also ashamed.

So she led Shen Zhenyi to come, just to play tricks on him, his look of lightness and lightness, it makes people angry.

"Three sons, this is it."

The Lord Longjun stood first, stood on the top of the mountain, and pointed to a boulder flying out of the sky.

Under the mountain, the waves are rushing to the shore, the sky is turbulent, and a large river winds through the mountain. The Dragon Palace is on the bottom of the river, but ordinary people cannot see it.

Shen Zhenyi nodded his head slightly, looking at the mountains and rivers, still as before, but no longer seeing the old man, sighing slightly, walking like a boulder on the top of the mountain.

"Who's coming? This place is the place of Dragon Emperor's Mansion.

As soon as two steps were taken, he heard the roar of thunderous thunder. A burly middle-aged man with a semi-nude upper body and a tortoise shell on his chest turned out from behind the stone and stopped in front of Shen Zhenyi.

The comer's hair was red, his face was fleshy, and he looked extremely fierce.

"Second uncle!" The Lord Longjun hurriedly greeted him. "This is the third son of the abandoned sword mountain village. I will take him to see the magic sword."

That man is of the blood of the Dragon family, Zhao Neng, cousin of the Dragon King Zhao, is responsible for guarding the Immortal Sword God's possession. In terms of seniority, the Lord of Longjun is calling him a second uncle.

Zhao Neng was stunned, and the Sword Artifact Collection can be said to be the forbidden area of ​​Dragon Emperor's Mansion. How could the Lord of Longjun bring an outsider here?

He thought for a moment, glanced contemptuously at Shen Zhenyi, and returned to taste.

Although Zhao Neng is not the core of Dragon Emperor's Mansion, he has high strength and strong control, and has his own source. Of course, he heard that his cousin had been confused for a few days now, and since surrendering himself, he actually wanted to marry some abandoned sword mountain village, and gave his little niece's life to a mere human for nothing.

Most of the Dragon Palace is ironic, but now the Lord of Long County brought Shen Zhenyi here, it seems to give him a little complexion.

Zhao Neng had something in mind, and he sneered with sneer: "Here is God, can it be that he is such a mortal?" Do n’t be greedy and insulted! "

The Lord Long Jun praised the second uncle, and smiled and said hopefully: "The three sons were shocked and brilliant, so I brought him here so that he could feel God's possession of sword energy, or gain something. "

As long as the lords of the dragon clan have been able to withstand the siege of Jianqi, they will retreat outside the possession of the Immortal Sword God, and feel the sword qi that is revealed in them, and they will gain something.

However, this first requires a strong body. If you can't bear the sword, then you will be terrified.

Zhao Neng laughed with a smile: "Since the niece is so eccentric, the second uncle can't stop you. Just this boy"

He continued to hold Shen Zhenyi in disdain, and shook his head impatiently: "I'm afraid he can't enter the Three Swords of the Immortal Sword, I'm afraid I will let the little niece down!"

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The closer to the big stone on the top of the mountain, which is the entrance of the Immortal Sword God's possession, the sharper the sword's breath is, Zhao Neng himself cannot walk within three feet of this stone. Although Shen Zhenyi is a person who cuts the moon, maybe he has some talents, but he has only reached the world of Baxiu in three years. How high can he be?

I'm afraid that if I can't walk halfway, I will be stabbed with sword piercings.

So Zhao Neng and the Lord of Longjun didn't stop, just waiting to see Shen Zhenyi's joke.

Shen Zhenyi didn't even care what they were talking about.

He kept his eyes fixed on the boulder on the top of the mountain, and there was a slight tenderness in his eyes.

In those days, I did it by hand, but I didn't think that the deceased actually kept it until now-it was not an amazing thing at first, but it can also be regarded as a treasure in this eight-repair world. The other party did not take it, but just kept it as a thought.

"The pearl is dusty, after all, it ’s not good. If you leave this thing here, I will take it away, and by the way, resolve the catastrophe of the Dragon Race."

Shen Zhenyi murmured to himself.

Although the Lord Long Jun was not far away from him, he never heard it.

I saw Shen Zhenyi stepping forward, bypassing Zhao Neng, about two or three feet away, and suddenly a cry, Yi Yi fluttered without wind, apparently has entered the envelope of sword air.

"Here it is." Zhao Neng whispered to Long Jun. "Let's see, how many steps can he take? Toad also wants to eat swan meat! I see him kneeling within ten steps!"

The Long Jun host smiled and quickly bowed his head.

Shen Zhenyi was just like a okay person, walking in leisurely court, when Zhao Neng's words had just fallen, he had already taken ten steps. His clothes are flying higher, but his pace has not slowed down.

Zhao Neng slightly embarrassed, biting his teeth, "I can't see that he still has some skills, but no matter how, every step forward, the sword air will be twice as dense, and he must be struggling!"

Shen Zhenyi's ability to reach this level was within Long Jun's expectations, but going further, even if her father Zhao Dalong Wang had some difficulty, Shen Zhenyi was absolutely impossible.

"Yeah?"

The Lord of Long Jun covered her mouth in horror. In her expectation, Shen Zhenyi had already taken another ten steps, almost reaching the limit of the Emperor of the Dragon Emperor's Palace.

"This man's cultivation"

Zhao Neng's face changed, and Wu insisted on gnashing his teeth. "He can't go any further. The Dragon Treasure, where is that easy?"

Shen Zhenyi moved forward calmly, ten steps, nine steps, eight steps one step!

He is only one step away from the boulder on the top of the mountain!

Zhao Neng was able to hear the crackling of his face, his muscles were tightened, his eyes were hot!

At this time, Shen Zhenyi had surpassed the lords of the imperial palaces of the past and walked to the farthest place.

Dragon County master is like a wooden chicken.

But what shocked them-still after.