Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

During the past period of time, Zhao Ming often fell into deep thought alone, replaying the last thrilling battle scene - the battle with the acid monster - over and over in his mind.

Long Jiandao summoned the shocking Shark Beast King. With an earth-shaking roar, the Shark Beast King appeared out of nowhere, emitting an extremely powerful aura, like the overlord of the ocean descending to the earth.

Immediately afterwards, the Beast King unleashed his unique ability—Beast King Domain. Instantly, a dazzling light emanated from the Beast King, like a blazing sun in the sky. Everything it touched was illuminated, forming a boundless, dazzling sea that seemed to engulf the entire battlefield.

Under the blessing of this powerful Beast King Domain, Long Jiandao's power has been unprecedentedly enhanced. The weapon in his hand flashed with cold light, as if it were made of ice crystals.

With a wave of his arm, his icy weapon instantly activated, sending streams of sharp cold air whistling out, hurtling towards the acid monster with devastating force. Each attack was like a thunderbolt, imbued with boundless power, leaving one trembling with fear.

Zhao Ming knew very well that although the Beast King Domain was a super move that could only be unleashed after the perfect combination of Dragon Sword Dao and the Beast King's power, in order to truly master and use it skillfully, it would require a long period of hard training.

Therefore, he made up his mind to train himself harder, constantly improving his own strength and the tacit understanding between him and the Beast King. Only in this way could he fully unleash the terrifying power of the swordsman and the Beast King in the difficult battles in the future.

In the days that followed, Zhao Ming rose early and went to bed late every day, forgetting to eat and sleep, and devoted himself to the intense and arduous practice. Neither the scorching sun nor the violent storms could stop him from moving forward.

Sometimes he would close his eyes and rest, concentrating on feeling the flow of the Dragon Sword Dao's power within him; sometimes he would brandish his weapon, repeatedly practicing various techniques; sometimes he would sit quietly aside, pondering how to further tap into the mysterious power contained in the Dragon Sword Dao's three special magic bullet keys: fire, water, and lightning...

It seems that the key to successfully upgrading the Dragon-Slaying Sword into the legendary "King God Dragon-Slaying Sword" lies in the swordsman's ability to control these three special powers as effortlessly as if they were commanding their own arms. The emphasis here is on control, not just skillful application! Thinking of this, Zhao Ming couldn't help but ponder in his heart.

Zhao Ming had once eagerly inquired about the secrets of the Dragon-Slaying Sword's upgrades, but the answers he received were like looking at flowers through a thick fog—hazy and blurry, never allowing one to discern the truth. Helpless, he could only rely on himself to diligently ponder and comprehend the profound mysteries hidden within.

After careful consideration, Zhao Ming finally made up his mind and resolutely left the small home that had always provided him with warmth and peace. Before leaving, he bid a fond farewell to his girlfriend, Chris Maya. He knew that if he wanted to unleash the earth-shaking might of the Dragon-Slaying Sword in future battles, he must bravely take this step.

So, Zhao Ming resolutely walked into the vast nature alone, embarking on a difficult journey to find a place that could stimulate surging energy.

Long Jiandao's figure traversed the vast expanse of the volcanic region, where scorching lava roiled, seemingly threatening to engulf the entire world. Yet, he bravely plunged into the midst, feeling the power of the blazing flames firsthand. The flames licked at his skin, causing waves of excruciating pain, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to retreat.

Finally, like the legendary phoenix experiencing nirvana and rebirth, he gradually grasped how to control the ultimate power of fire. He waved his hands, and huge balls of fire flew through the air, reducing everything in their path to ash.

Then, he arrived in a land of extreme cold, covered in ice and snow. The cold here was enough to instantly weaken steel, yet he pressed forward with determination. The wind howled, the snow lashed, and he could clearly feel the frigid force of the cold, which froze everything, flowing continuously into his body.

As he descended into the depths of the dark, deep ocean, he was surrounded by pitch blackness, with only the endless water pressing down upon him. But at that moment, he successfully harnessed the surging force of the water. The currents swirled rapidly around him, forming massive vortices that eventually merged into a terrifying force at absolute zero.

Then, he stepped into a valley of lightning and thunder. Above his head, bolts of lightning descended from the sky like giant golden dragons, accompanied by a deafening roar that terrified him. These bolts converged into a magnificent waterfall, cascading straight down to the ground.

However, Long Jiandao, caught in the midst of this, showed no sign of panic. Instead, he mastered the raging force of thunder with ease. His body shone brightly under the cascade of lightning, absorbing every ray of lightning and transforming it into even more powerful thunder.

Just like that, on the long and never-ending journey forward, these three powerful and mysterious auras - fire, ice and lightning, like three lively streams, slowly flowed into Zhao Ming's body.

Initially, they operated independently, but over time, they began to intertwine and entwine. This miraculous fusion allowed Zhao Ming's strength to reach an unprecedented level. As time passed, they became increasingly integrated into a single whole, without the slightest gap or barrier.

At this moment, Zhao Ming seemed to have transcended the boundaries of time and space, entering a wondrous realm beyond imagination. In this dreamlike space, flames burned to a fever pitch, like a raging ancient beast freed from its bonds, stalking the world with fangs and claws bared. The blazing fire emanated a dazzling light, blazing with such intensity that it seemed to engulf the entire world.

Yet, amidst this sea of ​​flames, a startling sight quietly emerged: icy, biting frost drifted down like snowflakes. This frost quickly solidified, colliding and blending with the blazing flames. For a moment, ice and fire coexisted and flourished, forming a bizarre scene never before seen.

At the same time, the temperature plummeted to absolute zero, as if even the air itself had frozen solid. Everything, from the flowers and trees to the birds and animals, seemed to be under a spell, frozen in place, motionless. Even time seemed to have stopped at that moment, and the entire world fell into a dead silence.

At that moment, a dazzling flash of lightning, like an incomparably sharp silver blade, suddenly split the inky black night sky. In an instant, silvery light illuminated this bizarre world where ice and fire intertwined and time stood still.

The lightning carried unparalleled shock and majestic momentum, as if it was the most primitive and wild roar and call of nature, which made people feel awe.

At that moment, Zhao Ming was completely absorbed in this breathtaking spectacle. He stared wide-eyed at what was unfolding before him, his heart filled with turmoil. At this moment, he could clearly sense the power within him undergoing a profound and miraculous transformation.

The three auras, originally independent and unrelated, unexpectedly began to merge and intertwine. Like old friends reunited after a long separation, they embraced each other intimately and finally merged perfectly into one, transforming into a new and immense force.

This power was like a surging torrent, flowing freely through Zhao Ming's meridians, bringing an unprecedented sense of fullness and comfort.

However, just as Zhao Ming was immersed in this wonderful experience, a faint mysterious sound suddenly rang out in this silent space.

The voice seemed to come from ancient times, filled with endless vicissitudes and majesty. "Congratulations, young man! You have begun to understand the true meaning of these three powers, but what awaits you next is the final severe test. Only by successfully passing this test can you truly master and wield this unparalleled power."

"Could this voice be that of the Venerable Dragon Sword King?" Zhao Ming thought to himself, thinking it was the previous owner of the Dragon-Striking Sword. He didn't have time to think about it. As the words fell, countless blurry phantoms emerged from all directions like a tide.

Each of these phantoms was tall and mighty, emitting a chilling, oppressive aura. Even more terrifying was the fact that each of them wielded a variety of sword-shaped weapons, mercilessly charging towards Zhao Ming.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Zhao Ming showed no sign of retreating. He gripped his Dragon-Slaying Sword tightly, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination.

In an instant, he swung the sword fiercely, and a blazing flame instantly engulfed the entire blade. Immediately afterwards, a layer of crystal-clear ice rapidly spread along the blade, like a beautiful yet cold silver snake. Simultaneously, dazzling bolts of lightning, like a spirit snake emerging from its cave, flexibly and freely wrapped around the sword.

Zhao Ming had already unleashed the self-developed swordsmanship he had painstakingly cultivated. His posture was as nimble as a flying swallow, his movements as fluid and natural as flowing water. Each swing of his sword carried the force of thunder, accurately striking the impulsive phantoms that charged at him.

For a moment, the sword light, fire light, ice light and lightning light complemented each other, forming a beautiful yet thrilling picture.

Finally, after a fierce and arduous battle, as the last phantom was shattered by Zhao Ming's fierce sword moves, he suddenly felt a blinding light suddenly appear before his eyes. The light was so bright that it was almost impossible to open his eyes, as if it was swallowing up the entire world...

When the dazzling light gradually dissipated, he slowly opened his eyes and was surprised to find that he was in the familiar real world.

At this moment, the dragon-slaying sword he was holding tightly was emitting an unprecedented brilliant light, as if it had returned to its original state after experiencing the vicissitudes of time and perfectly integrated with the sword art.

He knew very well that after the thrilling experience just now, he had successfully broken through the bottleneck and had the ability to upgrade this dragon-slaying sword into the legendary "King God Dragon-Slaying Sword".

At this moment, something unexpected happened—the Dragon-Slaying Sword suddenly broke free from his grasp and floated into the air. A surge of powerful blue energy continuously flowed from its blade, rushing towards the sky like a raging sea.

These blue energies quickly condensed in the air, emitting a dazzling blue light and converging into an incomparably powerful force. In an instant, a deafening blue lightning suddenly split the sky, exploding with an earth-shattering roar.

Under the cover of this brilliant light, the evolved "King God Dragon-Slaying Sword" finally revealed its shocking full appearance: the sword body and shield were combined into one, exuding unparalleled majesty and peerless sharpness, like a unique artifact descending into the world.

Then, a deep and powerful voice rang out from the Dragon-Slaying Sword: "I am the King God Dragon-Slaying Sword! Now, let us complete our new magnificent transformation together, Zhao Ming!"

Hearing this voice, Zhao Ming felt a surge of ambition and passion in his heart. He responded without hesitation, "Alright! Let's fight side by side and continue to wipe out all evil forces!"

"Come on!" Zhao Ming shouted. His left hand tightly grasped the blue-gold dragon-shaped shield, which shone with a mysterious and dazzling light, like the scabbard of a peerless sword. At the same time, a brand-new transformation key appeared out of thin air in his right hand.

"King's Dragon Sword Key, activate!" Zhao Ming shouted solemnly, his voice resounding like a bell. As he spoke, the King's Dragon Sword Key instantly sank into the lock on the golden dragon head of the King's Dragon Sword.

Immediately afterwards, with a crisp "whoosh" sound, the King God Dragon-Slaying Sword shot out from its shield scabbard like a flash of lightning, carrying with it an unparalleled momentum. The sword body shone with a dazzling golden light, as if it contained endless power.

"Change, Wang Shenlong Sword Art!" The Magic Dragon shouted again, his tone firm and powerful.

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sharp sound of breaking through the air - "Shua", and Zhao Ming moved as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had pulled out the majestic King God Dragon-Slaying Sword from the shield scabbard.

At this moment, Zhao Ming exuded a terrifying aura of power. He shouted in a resounding voice, "Dragon Strike, Transform!" With his roar, a gigantic aqua-blue dragon suddenly emerged from the King God Dragon Strike Sword. This dragon was immense, radiating an incomparably powerful aura. Its ferocity was truly intimidating.

The dragon swirled through the air, its fangs bared and claws snarling, emitting deafening roars from time to time. The roars resounded through the heavens, shaking the very world, as if the entire world was trembling. A moment later, the dragon swooped down, lunging directly at Zhao Ming. The moment it made contact with Zhao Ming's body, it transformed into a streak of blue light and merged into him.

"Wang Shenlong Sword Art, come on!" At this time, Zhao Ming had completed a gorgeous transformation. He was wearing a set of dragon-shaped armor shining with dazzling light, and holding Wang Shenlong Sword and dragon-shaped shield in his hands. He looked extraordinary and majestic.

The blue and white armor on Long Jiandao's body underwent a surprising change after upgrading to "King Shenlong Jiandao". The original blue and white color was replaced by blue and gold, making the entire armor emit an even more dazzling light.

This new set of dragon armor seemed to be woven from countless glittering stars, and each scale shimmered with a mysterious light, as if containing endless power. Donning this dazzling set of dragon armor, Long Jiandao looked like a god of war descended from the sky, so majestic that no one dared to look directly at him.

The armor's design is particularly ingenious, with the dragon's head held high, majestic and solemn, its claws razor-sharp, seemingly capable of tearing through the void. The dragon's body is sleek and natural, as if dancing in the wind, imbued with a vibrant beauty.

He held his head high, chest puffed out, and with a swipe of the Dragon-Striking Sword in his right hand, he held the shield and scabbard in his left hand. The Magic Bullet Dragon suddenly let out a resounding roar! This roar, like thunder, resounded in all directions, fully demonstrating the immense strength of this Magic Bullet Warrior, reborn through courage, and the supreme glory that only belongs to the King God.

When Long Jiandao donned the armor, he felt an unprecedented surge of strength. He knew that this armor was not only a symbol of his strength, but also a manifestation of his responsibility and mission. In future battles, he would rely on this upgraded dragon-shaped armor to protect world peace and tranquility.