Creation Scripture

Chapter 239: Dragon

"Zheng..."

At this moment, a sword sounded.

A sword light appeared across the sky, and the sword light surged in the void, turning into a giant sword energy hundreds of feet long, slashing towards the Nether Beast.

"Bang."

Where the sword energy passed, the tentacles were instantly annihilated and turned into a bloody mist.

Under the eyes of everyone, the Nether Beast was cut in half after being cut by the sword energy.

As the main body was cut, the tentacles that were dancing in the void also lost their vitality.

Falling towards the sea.

Everyone looked at the corpse on the sea that had not yet sunk to the bottom of the sea, and they couldn't help but take a breath.

"One sword. Such a powerful sea beast, the Supreme Elder only used one sword to cut it. How high is the cultivation of the Supreme Elder."

A disciple looked at the corpse on the sea and whispered to himself.

"The power of the Grand Elder is beyond doubt, otherwise the Pavilion Master would not have asked him to come out of seclusion to protect us."

"That's right. It seems that you still doubt the power of the Grand Elder."

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Many disciples around looked at the calm Sword Saint Quan, with awe in their eyes.

The cloud boat continued to fly slowly over the Nether Sea

Time passed slowly, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

During these ten days, Fang Yu and others encountered dozens of attacks from Nether Beasts.

These Nether Beasts were strong and weak, but even the weakest Nether Beasts were not something Fang Yu and others could deal with.

On this day, the Nether Sea was calm and peaceful.

But in the distance, a cloud boat was speeding over.

It was so fast that it was more than twice as fast as the cloud boat Fang Yu was riding.

This flying speed is no less than dancing on the tip of a knife in this Nether Sea, and something will happen sooner or later.

"Quan. I didn't expect that this time, the Sword Pavilion would actually send you, an old monster, to protect these people. After so many years, you have become so old. It seems that the earth is about to fall on your head."

When everyone just paid attention to the cloud ship, a light laugh came from the void.

The Sword Saint Quan, who originally had his eyes slightly closed, a cold face, and a serious expression, opened his eyes and looked at the cloud ship.

Everyone also looked at the cloud ship.

After a while, the cloud ship came to a thousand feet away from Fang Yu and others.

"It's someone from the Sword Sect."

Ren Yingying, the swordsman of the Sun and Moon Peak, looked at the figure on the cloud ship in the distance and said in a deep voice.

"Songshan, after so many years, you are still so talkative. Could it be that you have been practicing for so many years and have become talkative?"

Sword Saint Quan looked at the figure in front of the deck of the cloud ship in the distance and said faintly.

\\\\\\Songshan? Could this person be the Green Pine Sword Saint Mo Songshan? \\\\\\

"Qingsong Sword Saint?"

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When the Sword Pavilion disciples heard the words of the Spring Sword Saint, they all looked at the figure on the Void Cloud Ship.

Qingsong Sword Saint wore a white martial arts robe, with a Taoist bun on his head, but with a cold smile on his face that did not match his outfit, which made everyone shudder instinctively.

"Qingsong Sword Saint Mo Songshan is a person of the same era as the Supreme Elder."

Mu Wan Ge said softly to Fang Yu.

"Hahaha, is it cultivated to the mouth? Do you want to try it?"

Songshan Sword Saint looked at the Spring Sword Saint and sneered.

The Sword Sect disciples behind him looked at the people in the Sword Pavilion and sneered.

Only one person looked at Fang Yu and others, with a complicated expression, and stood quietly by the side without saying a word.

This person was Chen Wushuang.

At this time, Fang Yu also looked at Chen Wushuang, and Chen Wushuang nodded slightly to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu nodded in response.

At this time, the Sword Saint of Quan heard the words of the Sword Saint of Songshan, but he didn't say much, but the sword intent around him soared into the sky.

The terrifying holy power bloomed, and the sea of ​​clouds above the Nether Sea surged instantly.

The Nether Sea below also set off a huge wave.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion felt the aura of the Sword Saint, and the aura around them also bloomed. Looking at the disciples of the Sword Sect not far away, they showed fierceness in their eyes.

Many disciples even showed eagerness to try.

The disciples of the Sword Sect on the opposite cloud ship also had an expectant look at this time, and their aura surged, as if they were just waiting for the two Sword Saints to start fighting, and then they would start fighting.

"Roar, roar, roar..."

But at this moment, a roar of beasts came from the Nether Sea.

A wave of majestic and violent aura began to bloom.

When everyone felt this aura, their faces changed drastically.

Even the two old monsters, the Sword Saint of Quan and the Sword Saint of Songshan, also showed a solemn look on their faces, and they all looked at the Nether Sea below.

At this time, the originally calm sea surface was surging.

"Swish, swish."

At this moment, a series of water swords flew out from the sea and flew towards the two cloud ships in the air.

"Hmph."

Seeing this, Quan Jiansheng snorted coldly, and suddenly appeared in the void.

Then Quan Jiansheng waved his hand, and long swords suddenly appeared in the void.

Each sword exuded a terrifying holy power. Obviously, these swords were holy weapons, that is, spiritual weapons of the first level.

At this time, Fang Yu counted carefully and found that there were actually thirty-six holy weapons.

"Grand Elder, this is to cast the common people sword formation."

Mu Wan Ge looked at the void, looked at the thirty-six holy weapons surrounding Quan Jiansheng, and couldn't help but speak softly.

Obviously, the others also saw it, and their eyes showed anticipation.

At this time, the thirty-six holy weapons kept rotating under the eyes of everyone, and a formation diagram was formed in an instant, and then sword qi was derived out of thin air.

After the sword qi was derived, it fell from the void like raindrops.

Wherever the sword qi passed, the water swords instantly disintegrated.

And the sword qi continued to move, and continued to fall towards the dark sea.

At this time, Songshan Sword Saint in the distance also took action at the same time to protect a group of disciples, but Songshan Sword Saint's moves were not as gorgeous as Quan Sword Saint's.

At this time, Songshan Sword Saint, one person and one sword, stood under the cloud boat, and the holy weapon in his hand kept waving, and sword qi flew out from the sword.

Each attack was not weaker than the power of Quan Sword Saint's sword formation.

"Roar..."

The sword qi fell into the sea, and roars came from the sea.

"Ang."

And at this moment, a dragon roar suddenly came from the bottom of the sea.

Then everyone saw that not far away, the black sea water suddenly exploded, and a huge body flew out of the sea.

"Dragon?"

A disciple of the Sword Pavilion looked at the huge figure in the void and couldn't help but speak in horror. ,

"There are only two legs on the abdomen. It's not a dragon. It should be a snake that is about to transform into a Jiao. It can be called Jiao if it sounds good, but it's actually a snake if it sounds bad."

Xuanwu Peak Sword Master Chengkong looked at the void and said in a deep voice.

"This Jiaolong is not weak. I'm afraid it is at the same level as the Supreme Elder. We should be careful."

Mu Wan Ge looked at the void and the Jiaolong, with golden light flashing in his eyes. After a few breaths, Mu Wan Ge dispersed the golden light in his eyes and spoke to Fang Yu and Yu Ling.

After Fang Yu heard it, his face couldn't help but show a solemn look.

Not only Fang Yu, but also the Sword Saint of Quan and the Sword Saint of Songshan looked at the void with solemn faces.