The famous sheep stood in a pool of blood, holding a heavy sword in his hand. His head, cheeks, back, and legs were all bleeding. His eyes were like wild beasts, and blood was constantly flowing out of his mouth.
"Bang"
The martial arts profound energy in Ning Xiaochuan's body was exhausted and could no longer support the dragon scale armor and dragon claw sword.
The dragon scale armor turned into a red mist, and then turned into a small red dragon that lay softly on Ning Xiaochuan's shoulders, lying there motionless.
Ning Xiaochuan's hair was crazy, and his body was covered in blood. He was holding one hand on the ground, breathing heavily, and every part of his body was in pain.
At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to stand up. Not only was he seriously injured, but the martial arts profound energy in his body was also consumed a lot.
Ming Yang couldn't even lift the epee, so he stuck the epee on the ground, condensed a mysterious sword in his hand, and walked towards Ning Xiaochuan step by step with difficulty, "Ning Xiaochuan, you are indeed very strong, almost as strong as
You are about to defeat me, but you are still a little bit short, and you will still be unable to escape death today."
Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were firm, staring at the mysterious sword in Mingyang's hand, condensing the last bit of strength in his body and converging on the center of his eyebrows.
The moment Ming Yang's sword was swung down, a golden light flew out from Ning Xiaochuan's eyebrows, piercing Ming Yang's chest, causing Ming Yang's body to fall heavily to the ground.
"puff"
A large amount of blood flows from the body of the famous sheep.
As for Ning Xiaochuan, his vision went dark and he fainted due to the excessive consumption of strength.
On the battlefield, both of them fell in a pool of blood.
The vice-president of the King Kong Martial Arts Academy and the vice-president of the Third Division Martial Arts Academy transformed into two streams of light and flew into the martial arts field at the same time, hugging the two of them.
In the darkness, Ning Xiaochuan's consciousness seemed to be separated from his body, and there were blood-red rivers everywhere in front of him.
Wandering along the blood-red river, he finally came to the outside of his heart again.
The heart has a total of four ventricles and three atria. The central atrium is the martial arts heart palace.
The Martial Arts Heart Palace is filled with dense profound energy, like an ocean of profound energy, and in the ocean stands a red dragon vein, like a divine pillar, with a dragon soul wrapped around the dragon vein.
"Why is there an extra dragon vein in the Martial Arts Heart Palace?"
Ning Xiaochuan recalled that after merging with the red dragon, this dragon vein was born in his body and became the bridge between him and the red dragon.
Ning Xiaochuan felt carefully and could feel the life fluctuations emanating from the dragon's veins, making a sound like a heartbeat, and the beating rhythm was exactly the same as the beating rhythm of his own heart.
"The birth of that dragon vein means that you have become a divine dragon envoy. This can be called a good thing or a bad thing for you." A woman's voice sounded in Ning Xiaochuan's ears.
That voice came from the magic sword
Ning Xiaochuan stared at the demon sword in the blood orifice and said, "Senior, have you always been in the demon sword?"
On the sword of the magic sword, a beautiful figure appeared, with long hair like a waterfall, a graceful figure, and a cold temperament, like a queen or a magic queen, saying: "No, my true body is sealed in
The real sword of the World-Destroying Sword is hundreds of millions of miles away from you. It is only because of the subtle connection between the Demonic Sword and the World-Destroying Sword that I can talk to you across hundreds of millions of miles."
The Demonic Sword is transformed into the sword energy of the "World-Destroying Sword", and the relationship between the two is like a "master sword" and a "slave sword".
Sui Hanyu, the third generation Taoist master of the World-Destroying Dao, used the subtle connection between the Demonic Sword and the World-Destroying Sword to have the ability to briefly communicate with Ning Xiaochuan.
Ning Xiaochuan knew that Sui Hanyu only appeared for a very short time every time, so he stopped wasting time and asked: "What is the dragon messenger that the senior mentioned just now?"
"Senior? As the fourth generation successor of the World-Destroying Dao, you should call me Master." Sui Hanyu's voice was quite strong, carrying an aura that could destroy the world and destroy the world, full of respect and pride for the World-Destroying Dao.
Ning Xiaochuan has never been a disciple in the true sense, but he did practice the world-destroying swordsmanship, and he can be regarded as inheriting this superb swordsmanship.
At the same time, this swordsmanship has saved him from danger several times. It stands to reason that the woman is indeed his master.
"Master."
When Ning Xiaochuan said these two words, he felt very calm and had respect for this woman in his heart.
Sui Hanyu nodded and said: "The Dragon Envoy, also known as the War God Dragon Envoy, is accompanied by the young Supreme Dragon King. When the Fighting Dragon Envoy becomes stronger, he can even fight with the gods. His combat power is not what you are now.
The realm can be imagined. Becoming the Battle Dragon Envoy is a great blessing for you, and you may be able to become friends with the entire dragon clan in the future."
Ning Xiaochuan said: "So, that little red dragon is the young Supreme Dragon King?"
Sui Hanyu shook his head and said: "This is not accurate. Whether it can become the Supreme Dragon King depends on whether you can defeat those powerful competitors. Only by defeating and killing all competitors. It
Only then can we become the Supreme Dragon King."
"Competitor?" Ning Xiaochuan asked curiously.
Sui Hanyu did not continue and said: "They will naturally appear in the future and even take the initiative to find you. So you must practice hard and race against time. You already have countless powerful opponents in the world. If you let them
If they become stronger than you, they will take the initiative to cross the space plane to kill you. If you can't stop them then, you will have no choice but to die."
"Remember this sentence: While opportunities are available, dangers also coexist."
After saying this, Sui Hanyu's figure slowly disappeared from the magic sword and retreated to a place hundreds of millions of miles away. As for how soon she would appear next, Ning Xiaochuan could not predict.
Ning Xiaochuan felt a pressure in his heart. Inexplicably, he became the Fighting Dragon Envoy, and was involved in the storm whirlpool inherited from the Supreme Dragon King. The next path of cultivation may become more and more difficult.
Blood orifice, the demon sword is raised inside
In the heart aperture, there is a heart-nourishing cauldron suspended inside.
Martial arts heart palace, there is an extra dragon vein inside
If I didn’t have a heart with seven orifices, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to carry so many things.
Ning Xiaochuan's consciousness retreated from his heart, returned to his body, opened his eyes, and sat up from the bed.
"What is this place?"
Ning Xiaochuan found that he was no longer in the martial arts field, nor in Camp No. 9, but lying on a comfortable bed.
This is a small wooden house that was just built, and the house still exudes a strong woody fragrance.
"Squeak"
Ning Xiaochuan pushed the door open and saw a lush forest in front of him, with birds singing, flowers fragrant, and water gurgling.
The trees here are all surprisingly tall and have grown for hundreds or even thousands of years. Some have purple leaves, some have red leaves, and some have white leaves.
There are some weird creatures crawling on the trees, such as spiders as big as fists, squirrels with wings, and red birds with two heads.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch"
Ning Xiaochuan heard the cry of the red dragon, so he looked for it and found it on a big brown tree.
It flaps its wings and is chasing a bird
Ning Xiaochuan caught it, held it by its tail, and asked, "Where is this place? Where are the others?"
The red dragon's eyes widened, and then he shook his head vigorously.
Ning Xiaochuan was speechless for a while. This guy is so stupid. How can he become the Supreme Dragon King just by relying on him?
"This is the residence of the Third Master's Martial Arts Master, located on the edge of the Ghost Dream Forest in the east of the Emperor's Ruins." Yu Qianqian walked slowly out of the jungle, stepping on layers of fallen leaves, and stood staring from a distance.
Ning Xiaochuan.
She was wearing a light cyan robe, with bright black hair and ethereal eyes. Although she did not wear any gold or silver jewelry, she still exuded an otherworldly and noble temperament.
When the red dragon saw Yu Qianqian, it immediately turned into a red light and flew into Yu Qianqian's arms.
It's obvious that this little dragon is mentally unweaned. As long as it's a woman, it's quite close to it.
"You have been in coma for two days and were brought here by the deputy dean. Are your injuries okay?" Yu Qianqian handed a red wild fruit to Ning Xiaochuan.
Ning Xiaochuan happened to be hungry, so he took the red wild fruit and took a bite. It was very moist, sweet and fragrant. He smiled and said: "My injuries are no longer serious. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. These two
Your Highness the Princess is taking care of me every day, right?"
"I...how could I? I have only had people to serve me, and I don't know how to take care of people. It's all...Xiaohong is taking care of you." Yu Qianqian pinched the corners of her clothes tightly with her fingers, pretending to be calm.
Ning Xiaochuan stopped asking and asked, "What was the result of the battle? Did Ming Yang become the leader of this year?"
Yu Qianqian shook her head and said: "At that time, both you and Mingyang were severely injured and fell to the ground. The new elders judged you to be a draw, and you were tied for second place this year, so the position of leader became vacant."
"The vice-president of the Vajra Martial Academy proposed that after one year, you and Ming Yang will fight again to determine who is the leader of this year. The person who becomes the leader will also be qualified to enter the Heavenly Palace to practice for seven days."
Ning Xiaochuan smiled and said: "This is not bad, one year is enough for me to catch up with the famous sheep.
Yu Qianqian said: "Don't be careless. The vice-president of the Vajra Martial Academy is the master of Ming Yang. Since he dares to make an appointment to fight next year, it means that he has a perfect plan and will definitely spare no effort to train Ming Yang.
After years, Mingyang's cultivation level will probably reach a relatively terrifying level."
"Let's see who makes faster progress in one year," Ning Xiaochuan said.
Yu Qianqian said: "By the way, the deputy dean, when you wake up, go to Lushan to find him immediately. Although you and Mingyang have not been able to compete for the qualification to enter the Heavenly Palace to practice for seven days, there are still many things left in the academy.
The generous reward for you will be kept in the hands of the deputy dean, and you can claim it now."
Ning Xiaochuan asked: "Where is Lushan?"
Yu Qianqian said: "The mountain is a sacred mountain in the Third Division Martial Arts Academy. Many mind-cultivating masters and weapon-forging masters gather there. I will take you there now."