Virtue is Abundant

rustle……

The four dragons walked towards Wu Xiaode step by step.

Seeing their identical movements and expressions, Wu Xiaode felt a chill on his back.

Can't wait any longer!

"Use the card 'Eternal Night Star', target: 'Heir of the World Tree'."

Wu Xiaode said silently in his heart.

He held the Book of the Undead in his hand, but did not open it, and displayed a line of prompts on the page:

"The card 'Eternal Night Star.'"

"Effect:"

"Let 'Heir of the World Tree' directly skip the cooling time and achieve the best result: the rest is over."

"The current card can be released three times, and then it will be put on cooldown again for seven days."

"Please note:"

"The card 'Heir of the World Tree' has been activated."

"By covering one of your skills with this card, the skill can be upgraded by one level immediately, which lasts for one hour."

"Please select the target you want to release."

Wu Xiaode was silent for a moment.

In fact, I have many powerful skills.

If I release this card power on the "City That Never Sleeps", can I escape from the four dragons on the opposite side?

Or release it on "anger"?

After hesitating, four Dragon Clansmen had already walked in front of them.

"Your Excellency the Archmage, lead the way, we must find that little girl."

"Don't worry, if there is any temple in the way, I will take action."

They said in unison.

Wu Xiaode forced a smile and said, "Okay, let's go."

——He almost felt that his body could not move.

This is really strange.

Obviously, the other party didn't use any tricks, nor did they release any power.

But he was a little unable to move.

... Instinctive fear?

It's ridiculous, why did this happen to me?

"My lord, the book in your hand seems to have the rare power of the world of death... This is really rare."

"Join us."

The four said together.

An inexplicable sense of crisis emerged in Wu Xiaode's heart.

This feeling is like a fog, covering myself, and everything about me begins to dissipate.

Wu Xiaode only felt that his consciousness had begun to blur.

hell!

The other party obviously only said a word!

Why can it reach such an extent?

Suddenly, the Emperor's voice echoed in Wu Xiaode's ears again:

"...Improve the sword technique that you will know, this is your only way to survive."

The only way to survive.

Generally speaking, Wu Xiaode never trusts others easily.

But the emperor is his master.

As the saying goes, listen to people and eat enough.

People are messing around in the rivers and lakes, and they still have to listen to the advice of the boss.

Wu Xiaode took a deep breath, trying to concentrate his last thoughts.

Lines of prompts immediately appeared on the pages of the Book of the Dead:

"You used the 'Heir of the World Tree'."

"Your swordsmanship: 'Changyue Shuying' has been forcibly upgraded by one level."

"The current sword skill is upgraded to:"

"Secret Sword: Torrent."

"—Reincarnation swordsmanship."

The whole world fell silent.

The wind and snow seemed to be silent, and all things and sentient beings remained silent.

——It’s as if some kind of fate that can influence the entire world is happening, and they have no right to speak except for holding their breath and waiting for the result.

"Sword intent."

The four dragons spoke together, with some surprise in their eyes.

next second.

boom--

The soaring sword energy tore apart the entire dream, revealing the psychedelic lights and shadows outside.

Wu Xiaode gritted his teeth, grinned and said:

"Humans, ghosts and ghosts also come to scare me?"

The voice did not fall.

The wild sword flew up from his waist with a "clang", and he swung it with all his strength in his hand——

——Secret sword, torrent!

The vast sword light surged out from the sword edge, turned into a magnificent river, carried everything around and rushed to the sky, tearing apart the void and the world, and flew towards the end of the unknown space.

The world cannot heal for a long time.

Wu Xiaode stood where he was, looking at the four struggling dragons in the endless sword light.

In the face of such unreasonable power——

No matter how weird they are, no matter how terrifying and powerful they are, they can only go away helplessly with the torrent of sword light.

After dozens of breaths.

Wu Xiaode recovered from this shock beyond imagination.

Sky--

Heals at an incredibly slow rate.

However, on the ridge with a radius of tens of miles, there was no damage from any sword light.

——What a wonderful sword!

"Buzz."

Huang Jian flew back and forth in mid-air, as if he was extremely excited about the sword just now, and was still reminiscing about the majestic appearance just now.

Wu Xiaode beckoned, it flew back and landed in the scabbard again.

A few lines of firefly characters appeared:

"The effect of 'Heir of the World Tree' has disappeared."

"Your sword skills have fallen back."

"Current sword skill: Changyue Shuying."

A deep regret surfaced in Wu Xiaode's heart, so much so that he directly had a clear understanding.

"What an amazing sword..."

"I guess the sword just now is just the beginning, it must be used for a certain purpose."

"Unfortunately... I can't see it."

Wu Xiaode shook his head, regained his composure, and was about to find Chris and Gerstav, when he saw the Book of the Dead suddenly opened.

May a note appear on the wall out of nowhere.

What?

In this dream, is there still a heroic spirit issuing a commission?

Wu Xiaode couldn't help reaching out and took off the note, only to see a few lines of small characters written on it:

"The dreamland of the Dragon King of old has been under strict surveillance, and anyone who pretends to be will be killed, without exception."

"Your sword drove away the watcher—"

"But only for a mere three hours or so."

"Let's explore the ruins of the old dragon king, and find the breakthrough of the last seal for Gejistaf in advance."

"If it works, maybe you have a chance to take something unspeakable."

"—Human Emperor."

It turned out to be the master's commission.

It is not so much a commission as a call.

That's a good idea.

While Gerstav was still breaking through the second seal, he went to find the breakthrough of the third seal first.

In this way, once Ge Jiastaf breaks through the second seal, she can directly break through the third seal.

higher efficiency!

but--

I'm still a little upset.

—Master must know something.

Besides him, Karin Yejana of "Babylon" must know something.

But they don't say it.

What a nuisance these people are.

But I really need to be quicker to help Gerstav get rid of all the seals.

Otherwise, the monster will come again--

Well. fear.

"Accept the entrustment." Wu Xiaode read.

The note suddenly turned into a ray of light, sinking into his body.

immediately.

The message left by Ren Huang appeared in Wu Xiaode's mind.

He looked at the due north and murmured in a low voice:

"It's over there..."

After speaking, his figure flew away in a flash.

This time on the way, Wu Xiaode will not play tricks.

He flew with all his strength, passed through the long void like lightning, and headed towards his destination against the wind and snow all the way.

Twenty minutes later.

Wu Xiaode fell down and stood on the ice-covered lake.

Here it is.

As long as you dive along the ice lake, you will soon find the entrance to the ruins of the old dragon king.

Wu Xiaode was about to take action when he suddenly saw a hole in the ice.

A slender figure emerged from the hole.

——It’s that Jiao!

It hasn't been long since it transformed from a one-horned black snake to a dragon, so its body is still only two meters long, and its momentum is a little weak.

"Why are you here? You came here to meet me?" Wu Xiaode laughed.

The dragon flew around him affectionately for a few times, and suddenly opened its mouth to spit out.

A stream of white cold air spit out from its mouth, directly forming an ice crystal gate on the frozen lake.

"You let me—go through this door?" Wu Xiaode asked.

Jiao nodded.

"But I'm going to the ruins of the old Dragon King, can I get to this door?" Wu Xiaode asked again.

Jiao nodded again.

Wu Xiaode pondered for a while, nodded and said: "You are also kind, that's all, I'll go and have a look."

——This dragon has merit.

It is genuine merit and virtue, not my own kind.

then go for it.

He pushed open the ice crystal door, and his figure disappeared inside.

The Jiao immediately followed.

...

the other side.

A world made entirely of bloody oceans.

The world is empty and boundless.

Only a small raft floated on the sea.

One is wearing a bamboo hat and holding a fishing rod, sitting on a raft and drifting with the current.

some moment.

The blood-colored ocean suddenly roared.

A fierce white gas rushed out of the sea from the depths of the seabed, bringing with it billows of blood, triggering a small rain process in the sky.

The man in the bamboo hat saw it, grabbed it casually, and then suppressed the white air in the air.

"This sword...is a torrent."

The man murmured in a low voice.

"My lord, what is the use of this sword? Is there a judgment?" A female voice sounded in the void beside the man.

The man smiled and said, "This sword energy is divided into three sections."

"Three sections? It's clearly a sword, and it's over when you cut it, yet someone has divided it into three sections?" the female voice said in amazement.

The man explained:

"The first part of the sword qi is half-empty and half-solid, which is quite tentative. The sword maker does not seem to be a sword cultivator, so he is not very confident about this sword. It seems that he is ready to use other backhands at any time."

"The second part of the sword energy was a little bumpy, as if the sword maker himself was shocked by the sword."

"The third stage of sword energy is 'slash and it's over'—"

"The swordsman knew that he could win without other means, so he used his sword with all his strength."

The woman sighed, "Why does this man make so many detours when he strikes a sword?"

"It's a character." The man said.

He flicked the fishing rod lightly.

Boom.

The hook landed on the raft with something in it.

—but it was a tentacle with three eyes.

It was hooked by the fishhook and landed on the raft, still twisting and twisting, as if it was always looking for a way to escape.

"Don't leave when you come." The man said with a smile.

The tentacle suddenly made a sound:

"Let me go back, you doomsday—"

hum!

There was a sword cry.

The entire tentacle was instantly cut into blood, which flowed down from the raft and fell into the bloody sea.

"My lord, that guy has infinite identities. Would it be useful to cut off this arm?"

asked a female voice.

"It doesn't make sense to me, but...give the man with the sword some time."

The man said lightly, shaking the fishing rod.

The hook fell into the sea of ​​blood.

——No one knows what it will catch next time.

Under a round of scorching sun.

The sky is clear.

The raft drifted away with the undulations of the waves.