Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

East China Sea.

Billions of blue waves are pouring down, boundless.

Under the boundless ocean, crystal clear palaces and pavilions stretch for thousands of miles.

The middle view of the courtyard with thousands of feet of peaks, flowing springs and waterfalls in the courtyard, pearls and agate hanging from the eaves, and coral and auspicious grass planted in the courtyard, making it full of light and auspiciousness.

Outside the palace, soldiers armed with guns and crab generals patrolled in neat and majestic formations;

In the palace, clam mermaids in gauze and thin skirts sang and danced, with light bodies and graceful singing voices.

This is the East China Sea Dragon Palace, which is famous throughout the Xuanhuang world!

The entire East China Sea Dragon Palace is dormant with the vast pressure of the holy way, and the power of rolling luck turns into reality in the sky above it, condensing into a golden dragon of luck that stretches thousands of miles. The huge dragon eyes are like two magic lamps shining in the eternal sky.

At the moment Ao Fengyun fell, the Luck Golden Dragon seemed to feel something and raised its head, which was as big as a mountain. It looked at the direction of the Qingli Mountain Range, and a look of surprise and uncertainty passed through its eyes.

This luck golden dragon naturally sensed Ao Fengyun’s death, but Ao Fengyun was just the most unlucky child of the dragon clan leader, and the dragon clan’s luck he carried with him was pitifully weak. Why did his death make him feel like his luck was unstable? A sense of trance?

In the Dragon Palace, a powerful and domineering voice came from afar: “Little Thirteen is dead!”

“Died in the Qingli Mountains at the junction of the Qianyuan Dao Domain and the Kunxuan Dao Domain!”

“No matter who is the one who dares to provoke the majesty of our East China Sea Dragon Clan, he must be punished as he deserves!”

“The murderer has the curse of my East China Sea Dragon Clan on him. Whoever kills the murderer will get a Lord Realm Dragon Pearl!”

This voice contained endless domineering power and anger, echoing endlessly in the sea area hundreds of thousands of miles around. Every sea tribe could clearly hear this voice transmission.

The leader of the East China Sea Dragon Clan!

“What? The Thirteenth Prince is dead?”

“Who dares to kill me, the thirteenth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Clan?”

“No matter what the origin of the person who takes action is, if you dare to provoke our East China Sea Dragon Clan, you must pay the due price!”

“The dragon beads of the Lord Realm can not only refine the blood of all races in the water, but there will be no bottlenecks before breaking through to the Lord Realm!”

“I can’t believe that the clan leader is even willing to take out such a treasure! It’s worth every Aquatic Tribe’s effort!”

“Don’t forget, the Thirteenth Prince is a real Dragon King, and he has many treasures to protect him! Since the perpetrator can kill the Thirteenth Prince, his strength will only be stronger!”

“If you want to hunt this kid, your cultivation level must at least reach the imperial realm, otherwise you will die!”

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Hearing the message from the leader of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, the billions of water tribes under the control of the East China Sea Dragon Palace all boiled. One after another, demonic figures rushed out from the depths of the East China Sea, turning into streams of light and galloping towards the vast Eastern Wilderness.

Not only these water tribes, but also many strong men from the East China Sea Dragon Tribe left the Dragon Palace.

Han Yuyao knew that she had been cursed by the Dragon Clan of the East Wilderness and would be hunted down by the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, but she didn’t take it to heart at all.

She always remembers her master’s advice and acts according to her heart!

Seeing the Black Tiger Demon King devouring boys and girls, seeing the purgatory scene in the Qingli Dragon Palace, not to mention the dandy boys from the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Han Yuyao would kill him even if he was a Taoist from the Ancient Dragon Realm!

Otherwise, her thoughts will not be clear, her sword will be dusty, and it will be difficult for her to make any progress in the future!

After killing Ao Fengyun and rescuing the survivors, Han Yuyao did not explain too much to the ignorant people. She flew nearly thousands of miles with her sword and found an uninhabited, beautiful mountain to land on. Her consciousness entered the Fortune Sword Ruins.

Since the creation of the Chaos Sword Sea, the pure power of swordsmanship has been integrated into Han Yuyao’s swordsmanship from the Good Fortune Sword Ruins every day, but she has never entered the Good Fortune Sword Ruins again.

Now, her sword intention realm has broken through to the King Realm, and she decided to enter the King Realm Sword Market of Creation Sword Ruins to have a look.

“Buzz!”

An invisible ripple spread out in the void, and Han Yuyao’s eyes flashed as she appeared in a strange world.

Towering sacred mountains stand tall, sacred trees cover the sky swaying, rivers, lakes and seas can be seen everywhere, palaces and sky towers can be heard everywhere, ice and snow cover thousands of miles, seas of fire burn the sky, sword energy surges, and there are countless phenomena.

The world of King Realm Sword Ruins is similar to that of Mortal Realm Sword Ruins. There are sword-intended creations everywhere, but every sword-intended creation here automatically forms a domain. The sword energy is vast and contains far more sword intent than the Extraordinary Realm Sword Ruins.

Han Yuyao was sensing the swordsmanship contained in the thousands of sword realms around her. Suddenly she raised her head as if aware of it, and a look of surprise flashed across her eyes: “Luo Qianqian is in the Mortal Realm Sword Ruins?”

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Mortal Realm Sword Ruins.

Luo Qianqian stood in front of the Chaos Sword Sea, feeling the mighty immortal sword intent in the Chaos Sword Sea. Recalling the scene when Wan Jian came to court, her heart was still filled with shock.

Sister Yu only entered the Creation Sword Ruins twice and left behind countless

The legend of Jin has made thousands of sword masters bow their heads. He is worthy of being an unparalleled sword master!

Since Sister Yu created the Chaos Sword Sea, there have been thousands of challengers, but the Chaos Sword Sea they have come into contact with is not even the tip of the iceberg, let alone defeated or cracked!

A chaotic sea of ​​swords like this, blessed by endless immortal sword intent, is enough to be passed down for hundreds of millions of years. It can be said to be an eternal force!

Luo Qianqian felt extremely honored to be a follower of such an eternal genius.

“Sister Yu, I have become a Taoist son of the Luo family and I have not embarrassed my sister.”

“In addition, my swordsmanship has reached the limit of what I can control, and the Mortal Realm Sword Ruins has no effect on me.”

“I am planning to leave behind the creation of the sword today. Regardless of whether I can get the approval of the immortal sword, I must break through.”

Luo Qianqian whispered to the Chaos Sword Sea.

The dispute between the Taoists of the Luo family had just ended not long ago, and Luo Qianqian became the Taoist son of the Luo family without any dispute.

Ever since the Luo family learned about the scene where Han Yuyao created the Chaos Sword Sea, most of the younger generation of the Luo family have given up on being Taoists.

Only Luo Bufan, a close disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Luo family, still had the desire to win because he had broken through to the princely realm.

However, Luo Bufan tried his best, but was defeated by Luo Qianqian’s sword, and the entire Luo family was in an uproar.

Luo Qianqian is the Taoist disciple of the Luo family, and no one is dissatisfied with it.

Luo Qianqian’s mind is not on the Luo family. Since she followed Han Yuyao, her horizons have opened up infinitely. She has no interest in the position of Taoist son of the Luo family. She just doesn’t want to embarrass Han Yuyao by taking the position of Taoist son.

Han Yuyao’s figure appeared out of thin air near Luo Qianqian, a smile appeared on her beautiful face, and she said calmly: “Since you have decided, then go ahead and do it.”

“Sister Jade!”

Luo Qianqian turned around in surprise, her expression full of excitement.

Han Yuyao looked Luo Qianqian up and down, nodded slightly and said, “Your Dao foundation is solid and your sword intent is boiling. It should be easy to break through to the king’s sword intent. It seems that you have not been lazy during this period.”

“My sister’s qualifications are unparalleled forever. If I don’t work hard to practice, how can I follow my sister in the future?”

Luo Qianqian responded with a smile.