There Is A Dragon In My Well

"Asshole, absolutely bastard!"

"This person from the God family is simply too deceptive!"

"Damn it, is it true that fellow cultivators are afraid of him?"

In Shouyang County, where all forces gather, many cultivating families and sects have received messages from their disciples or clansmen.

For a time, all forces were filled with anger and secret hatred in their hearts!

If it weren't for their lack of strength and the killing god Shen Zhantian was still there, they would have wanted to send all their disciples right now to blow up 'Shen Wenhao'!

"If you want to do it, do it to the best of your ability, let everyone in the God family shout and beat them up, and make everyone hate you!"

Chu Qiu used the Dragon Clan's secret technique to vent the anger of all forces. He could hear it clearly, and a smile flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Then he pointed his sword at a point, and the flying sword flew out from under his feet instantly. He stood in the air, and his magic power was released madly.

The flying sword's light surged, and the terrifying sword energy and sword light stirred up the storm.

Even many casual sword cultivators were horrified to find that the magic swords in their hands became extremely restless at this moment.

There seems to be an overbearing sword intent that commands all magic swords to do the same.

"Here comes the sword!"

Chu Qiu shouted in a low voice and moved her hand, swish, swish, swish!

Immediately, he saw magic swords flying automatically from the hands of some casual cultivators, gathering in front of him, and forming dense rows.

These magical swords, headed by Chu Qiu's flying sword, were arranged and combined in front of him to form a huge and astonishing giant sword!

The terrifying sword energy connected together and locked the temporary residence of a sect.

It is Zhantian Sect!

The strongest second-rate sect in the Yan Dynasty.

Its strength is much stronger than that of Fiery Fire Sect.

Back in the Huoyun Mountains, a direct prince of the Yan Dynasty made rude remarks during Chu Qiu's fight against the Black Dragon King and was killed by Chu Qiu's golden body.

The sect he joined was the Zhantian Sect.

"not good!"

In the temporary residence of the Zhantian Sect, a burly man suddenly felt a powerful energy, his face suddenly changed, and he rushed out with a roar.

At this moment, Chu Qiu raised his sword and said with great coldness and arrogance: "Sword up!"

Buzz!

A large number of magical swords vibrated together, stood up suddenly, and killed fiercely.

Before the terrifying sword energy and sword light were cut down, the earth could not withstand the pressure of the sword energy and cracked and cracked.

"Be bold!"

The burly man from the Zhantian Sect looked furious and shouted suddenly. A brown-black demonic bear appeared from behind, as big as a tall building. He roared upwards and raised his hands boldly.

Boom!

The heaven and earth shook, and light shot into the sky.

The big sword formed by countless magical swords struck hard at the brown bear's huge raised palm.

A terrifying light flashed, and the two fiercely faced off with their magical powers.

Just listen to the clicking sound, and countless magic swords are moving, with a domineering and cold aura, as if they are going to cut the sky and the earth.

The burly man's face turned red, and the brown-black giant bear behind him roared silently, drawing strength from the earth to resist.

Behind him, a disciple wanted to step in to help, but as soon as he got close, he was thrown away by the magic power of the confrontation between the two.

Click, click, click!

After all, it is a magic sword for casual cultivators, and the quality is not high enough.

After a confrontation, magic rioted, and many magic swords could not withstand the impact and began to crack.

With a final bang, it broke into pieces!

The giant sword suddenly collapsed and its power was greatly reduced.

The burly man of Zhantian Sect also took a deep breath, stepped on the ground with his big foot, and a force suddenly rebounded.

There was a bang.

The power of the giant sword was completely destroyed.

Chu Qiu was also pushed hundreds of meters away by a powerful force.

"Swordsmanship!"

Chu Qiu sneered and suddenly changed the technique.

The magical swords gathered together again, killing each other like a meteor shower, becoming more unpredictable.

Poof!

Without anyone noticing, a magical sword approached him.

There was a crash on the man's arm, and the wound was deep enough to show the bone.

"receive!"

Chu Qiu snorted coldly. He seemed to be self-sufficient in cultivation and recalled all the magic swords. Then he said proudly:

"This is a lesson for you, Zhan Tian Sect, don't think that I didn't hear what you were talking about inside!"

"Although our Shen family has kept a low profile for hundreds of years, it is still not something that you guys can afford to offend, so just take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Chu Qiu's figure flashed and left with a flying sword.

The burly man from the Zhantian Sect had a terrifyingly gloomy face. He stared at him for a long time before leaving expressionlessly.

"Oh my god, my magic sword!"

"My magic sword was destroyed like this!"

"Bah, what a thief! The God's family will be destroyed sooner or later!"

After Chu Qiu left, a large number of monks couldn't help but cursed.

It is already very difficult for them to practice casual cultivation, and they have to rely on themselves for everything.

For them, a magic sword is almost all their savings.

As a result, during the fight just now, Chu Qiu used a domineering secret method to forcefully take away their magic swords. Now many magic swords have been damaged in the fight.

For a time, both casual cultivators and major cultivation forces all complained against the Shen family.

"hold head high!"

Just as the resentment was getting stronger and stronger, a shocking dragon roar came from the sky.

When no one was paying attention, Chu Qiu transformed into a dragon body, soaring and wandering in the sky, making a sound that shook the heavens.

"Dragon, it's a dragon!"

"Oh my god, it turns out this is a dragon, with a majestic head and a bright pearl on its chin!"

"My God, what a huge body, covered with golden scales, like cast gold, majestic and gorgeous!"

"Only when I saw a real dragon did I know what majesty and beauty coexist, ancient, mysterious, and vast!"

Chu Qiu's incarnation as a divine dragon appeared, causing everyone to exclaim and be shocked.

But then, a flash of greed flashed in everyone's eyes.

"I heard that this true dragon is the most supreme divine creature in the world. Every drop of blood and scales on its body is a rare and rare treasure!"

"Yes, there is a saying in the record that the dragon is the length of a hundred feet, the head of all spirits, it can hide and hide, it can be big and small, it can make thunder and rain, it can soar into the clouds and ride on the mist!"

"I heard that if you can bathe in dragon blood, you can be reborn and become a rare dragon blood body. It is extremely powerful!"

"Yes, there is also the Dragon Ball. Whoever eats it will definitely become an immortal in the future!"

"For the sake of becoming an immortal, for the body of dragon blood, kill!"

"kill!!!"

At this moment, the eyes of many cultivators turned red.

This is the top darling of heaven and earth that only appears in ancient books. If anyone eats his dragon pill and bathes in his dragon blood...

Your future achievements will definitely be more than just becoming an immortal!

Boom boom boom boom...

The world is gorgeous at this moment.

Countless magic swords and magic weapons came to greet Chu Qiu one after another.

Colorful and shining.

With so many people taking action together, the terrifying fluctuations and prestige were even more terrifying than the full blow of the Hedao King.

Chu Qiu had already planned this scene, so he let out a dragon roar, shook his head and tail, and shrank into the clouds, shrinking his body incredibly.

Then he drove away like crazy.

The eyes of these monks were red and they were not willing to give up.

They all raised their swords, escaped with light, and other means to catch up.