After my Taoist partner was destroyed, the fairy who coveted me took action

He swung his sword, and the moment the moonlight sword energy rose, it was like a bright moon rising in the darkness.

The overwhelming tide of trees was destroyed in an instant.

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"This sword won't do. Although it has survived wars and decades of erosion, it still remains in its original state and can cut iron like mud. But I feel like even if it is recast, it won't be as powerful as Senior Sister's Liuying Sword. I don't want it."

"This sword is thick, black, and big. It doesn't suit me at all."

"This sword is beautiful, but it is too badly damaged. I guess the possibility of cultivating an innate sword spirit is zero, right?"

"..."

Buyujian flew leisurely in front, leading Yu Xiaoyan and Qing Yueqiu to select those useless swords that did not respond to Pei Yuhan's call and were most likely extraordinary.

As a result, Yu Xiaoyan picked and chose but was still not satisfied.

It’s not that her appearance is bad, but her potential seems limited and cannot be compared with senior sister Liuying.

Just when the seventh selection failed and Yu Xiaoyan was about to follow Buyujian to find the next sword.

Rumbling--

The entire island was shaking as if a dragon was turning over. Some huge monster was moving in the rock strata beneath the island.

The Silent Sword sensed something and soared into the sky, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards its master.

Qing Yueqiu and Yu Xiaoyan looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

They knew that something had happened to the Master.

"I have to go to Master!"

Qing Yueqiu spoke first, her scarlet eyes full of determination.

Yu Xiaoyan nodded, indicating that she wanted to go too, but Buyu Jian flew too fast. Where should they go to find their master?

Just as she finished asking the question, there was a sudden roar of landmine in front of them, and dust rose into the sky like a volcanic eruption. Countless dark green vines and dark tree roots rose from the ground, reaching high into the sky like pillars.

This wooden dragon made of vines and tree roots was chasing a swordsman in white.

"Master is there!"

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"The formation is really grand, but these are just external objects driven by the formation. Your true self never appears, so you can't stop me at all."

"Let me see, what secret plot are you planning by appearing on this Tree Sea Dragon Island and refining the souls and blood of the thousands of cultivators who died here during the war between good and evil?"

Pei Yuhan grasped the flying Silent Sword, raised his hand and swung the sword down. The mighty sword energy was like the Milky Way falling from the sky, cutting most of the tree dragon below into pieces of wood.

The other hand holding the Liuying Sword raised its hand and swung it, and the sword energy turned into thousands of crescent-shaped lights, circling and strangling the wooden dragon like a flying disc.

Pei Yuhan held two peerless swords in his hands, and with unstoppable momentum, he shattered all obstacles in front of him and charged back into the pit.

[You, a sword cultivator, are really courting death! ]

An extremely angry voice came from the bottom of the pit.

A mysterious monk in a black robe jumped out from there and with a wave of his hand, the entire forest of giant trees shook.

The next moment, a tree giant as tall as a mountain overturned the soil and was about to rise from the ground.

It's unknown how long this tree giant has been incubating, but the spiritual pressure brewing in it is already approaching the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Once it fully awakens, it will definitely be a big trouble with the help of the terrain of the giant tree forest.

only……

"you are too slow!"

Pei Yuhan no longer concealed his speed. He instantly arrived in front of the man in black robe and slashed with a sword.

"No, I can't dodge this sword!"

The man in black robe didn't expect that Pei Yuhan had been hiding a trick during the fight just now, and deliberately lured him out of the cave. This not only interrupted his spell casting, but also put him in life and death crisis!

He gritted his teeth and took out a precious life-saving wooden sculpture. The wooden sculpture emitted a divine light that blocked the mighty sword energy of the Silent Sword.

When the divine light offset the sword energy, the wooden sculpture turned into debris and dissipated, and the man in black robe prepared to escape back to the abyss.

"Want to go?"

Pei Yuhan sneered, and swung out the second hidden Liuying Sword, creating an exaggerated white crescent-shaped sword energy that was nearly a hundred meters long. Amid the screams of the man in black robe, the crescent-shaped sword energy crushed into the abyss.

It was like a waning moon falling into the mountains.

At this point, the outcome has been decided.

"So...so strong."

Qing Yueqiu, who was watching the fight on the side, took a deep breath. After seeing Pei Yuhan's attack posture, she finally realized how ridiculous her idea of ​​coming to help her master was.

Why would such an unparalleled master need her help?

hum-

The Liuying Sword slid through the air like a swimming fish and landed in front of Qingyueqiu. It trembled happily. Apparently, in the battle just now, this ancient sword from three thousand years ago had been used very effectively.

"Yueqiu, take Xiaoxiao away from here first. I want to go down and see what the demon has placed on this island."

After Qing Yueqiu grasped the Liuying Sword, the master's voice came from above.

Chapter 133 The Ancient Dragon Revives

“Ahem… Damn it! Where did this kendo master come from? It seems like he just happened to pass by here… What bad luck!”

At the bottom of the abyss, the black-robed man who was pushed here by the crescent sword energy had his clothes torn to pieces and his waist was cut in half.

However, in the cross-section of his body, there was no blurry flesh and bone fragments, but rather wooden textures and twisting vines similar to those of the wood demon clan. It was this inhuman physiological structure that prevented him from dying on the spot after suffering a fatal blow.

Gajigaji~

Dense vine sprouts sprouted from the upper and lower torso, intertwining with each other, barely gluing the black-robed man's body together and briefly restoring his ability to move.

He took out a transmission token and uttered a divine voice.

"Calling the headquarters, I'm the gravedigger of the Tree Sea Dragon Island. The dragon tomb on the Tree Sea Dragon Island is under attack and I can't defend it anymore. Please give me some instructions... ahem..."

The gravedigger wiped the green blood that looked like plant nutrient solution flowing from the corner of his mouth and called out weakly.

He raised his head and looked toward the top of the pit.

The faint sound of swords was approaching here... The news that he was not dead yet might have been known by that terrifyingly powerful swordsman.

Once the swordsman arrives here, he will die.

Although this completely vegetative body no longer had a heart after undergoing the [Demon Transformation], the gravedigger still felt a tremor of fear and panic in his chest.

This feeling of approaching death made him recall the time when he was still a living person with body temperature.

Beep - the token in hand gave instructions:

[The headquarters has received a request from the Dragon Island of the Sea of ​​Trees. According to records, the dragon corpse of the Dragon Island of the Sea of ​​Trees has been revived to 70%. The news must not be leaked. Please ask the gravediggers to activate the dragon corpse and kill the enemy as quickly as possible.]

After receiving the instructions, the gravedigger was somewhat shocked that the headquarters had made such a rash decision, intending to expose this horrific creature, which had been extinct in the early days of the Shenhuang Era, to the eyes of the world in advance.

Has the headquarters already prepared everything?

The gravedigger was shocked by the depressing future that was full of wind and rain and impending storm, but then he sighed.

Never mind... All this has nothing to do with a small person like me. All I have to consider is how to survive.

The gravedigger stood up with the help of the wall and opened a teleportation scroll.

As he was pulled by the spatial fluctuations, when he opened his eyes again, he had arrived at a secret space filled with chaotic gray miasma.

As soon as his body hit the ground, the gravedigger fell to his knees uncontrollably, as if he was being pressed down by a heavy lock and couldn't stand up at all.

This is the pressure from the bloodline.

The gravedigger raised his head and looked at the huge, majestic, hideous and noble corpse of the creature in front of him.

The dark grey spine, devoid of flesh and blood, hung down from top to bottom like a winding river. The huge, hideous skeleton was covered with shriveled black flesh, and where there was no flesh, the edges of the bones were exposed.

The dragon horns were like a crown inlaid on the giant beast's head. The only flaw was that a broken sword was stuck in the dragon's head, destroying its supreme majesty and exposing the reality that such a powerful creature could still be killed by a sword.

But no matter what, this is the existence of the top creation in the ecological chain. This is the messenger and family of the innate gods in the era of the creation of gods - the dragon!

All existing dragons are hybrids of impure bloodline.

The pure-blooded dragons had long been liquidated and exterminated when all races overthrew the rule of the innate gods.

But, to say it is extinct doesn’t seem right.

Because the dragons created by the gods will never die. They are some kind of terrifying biological weapons. As long as they have enough soul and blood as energy, they will be revived.

To this day, there is still a legend circulating in the world.

When the messengers of the gods begin to revive, they will reign over this world again and take back their own kingship.

At this point, the purpose of the headquarters to which the gravediggers belong has become very clear. They are reviving God's messengers around the world.

"Ahem... I really don't want to come to this damn place."

The gravedigger stood up under the pressure of the dragon corpse, holding on to the wall, and prepared to activate the formation to revive the dragon corpse.

All the monks who died on the Dragon Island in the Tree Sea during the great battle between good and evil have now turned into nutrients for the revival of the dragon corpse. The gravedigger is not worried that the dragon corpse cannot be activated. He just hopes that when he activates the dragon corpse, he will not be shocked to death by the aftermath of the dragon's awakening.

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Pei Yuhan found that his perception was suddenly cut off. He narrowed his eyes and muttered, "That person escaped through the Great Teleportation Talisman? No... There is another space layer here. Is it a secret realm?"

The experienced swordsman discovered the problem.

But the new problem is that his current level of cultivation makes it difficult for him to break through the barriers of the secret space and force his way in.

"We can only let the sect handle this matter."

Pei Yuhan's intuition told him that this gravedigger had invisibly controlled the entire Tree Sea Dragon Island, and there must be a bigger hand behind it. He had to inform Zhizong to intervene.

Just when Pei Yuhan was planning to seal this place temporarily.