Chapter 100 Dragon Clan, Wang Bing Long Jian Di Chen!
The king's weapon refers to a spiritual weapon that is above the fifth level and has reached the highest quality. It is extremely difficult to refine. It is the true king's weapon among the spiritual weapons.
Looking at the entire Southern Territory, Wang Bing is also very rare. Many warriors have never seen Wang Bing once in their lives.
With a "swipe", countless scorching eyes fell on the dragon sword, and the sound of swallowing continued to be heard.
Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene had reached its peak, Qian Duoduo smiled slightly, walked up to Longjian, and introduced loudly: "Yes, everyone, this sword is called Longjian Dichen, and it is the current president of the Southern Territory Magician General Guild, Mr. Lu Mingcong.
It was refined when I became a seventh-level sorcerer!"
"Lu Mingcong!"
Xin Ruyu's eyes were shocked, and his expression became solemn. Lu Mingcong is the president of the Southern Territory Magician General Guild. He has a very high status in the Southern Territory. He is also a seventh-level Grand Magician. He is a god-like person among the Southern Territory Magicians.
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This sword came from the hands of this great man, which shows its value!
"Sir, what's the power of the sword in it? Even if it's a king's soldier, it won't be so terrifying, right?"
There are also well-informed people among the people here. It can be seen at a glance that although this sword is a king's weapon, it is only a fifth-level spiritual weapon. Even if it is the quality of a king's weapon, there is still a gap between it and the sixth- and seventh-level spiritual weapons.
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But there is a sword power in this sword that even they feel oppressed!
As the man finished speaking, Qian Duoduo showed a satisfied smile on his face and said: "That's a good question, because this sword is not an ordinary king's weapon."
"It's a king's weapon that contains a hint of dragon's coercion!"
"The king's soldiers with the power of dragon!"
"Could it be that the power of the sword just now was the pressure of the dragon?!"
Everyone was horrified. Dragon, that was the ancient god and demon who entered the realm of gods in the ten directions, a true spirit level existence. Qian Duoduo said at this time: "It is said that when Lord Lu Mingcong was refining this sword, he used a drop of it.
The real dragon's blood was refined into it, and the dragon's essence and blood were used to temper the sword, and then the king's weapon dragon sword was refined, so this sword contains a trace of dragon power."
At this time, even Yang Xiu showed a look of shock and murmured: "True dragon blood?"
"Tch, what is true dragon blood?"
Bai Lan's disdainful laughter came to his ears, and he explained to Yang Xiu: "Boy, what is a true dragon? The true dragon refers to the true dragon ancestor of the dragon tribe one hundred thousand years ago.
After the ancestor of the true dragon stepped into the realm of gods in the ten directions, the true dragon disappeared from heaven and earth."
"After the true dragon, there are still many sub-dragons in the world. Of course, most of them are snake-like monsters that have transformed into dragons through tribulation. They have only evolved their blood through hard work and barely reached a trace of dragon blood. They are not the real dragon.
Bloodline, strictly speaking, cannot be considered a dragon clan."
"But there is indeed a clan of dragons in this world."
Yang Xiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his mind condensed slightly: "A clan of dragons?"
"Yes, the dragon clan is a clan of dragons that truly possess the blood of a true dragon and have the opportunity to step into the legendary realm of gods in ten directions."
"Once a person from the Dragon Clan enters the realm of the gods of the ten directions, the blood in his body can evolve and become a true dragon in the true sense, that is, an existence like the ancestor of the true dragon."
"But the Dragon Clan is different from your human race. Although the human race has a short lifespan, it has infinite possibilities, while the Dragon Clan attaches great importance to blood. Only the stronger true dragon blood can support them to go further."
"Therefore, the power of bloodline is the key factor that determines the upper limit of their martial arts. Therefore, within the Dragon Clan, bloodline is highly valued. No matter what your identity is, bloodline is the most important thing to them."
Speaking of this, Bai Lan's tone was filled with sadness, and finally he laughed at himself.
Yang Xiu nodded and said, "So there can't be true dragon blood in this sword?"
Bai Lan pondered for a moment and said: "Of course, boy, what do you think the blood of a real dragon is? That is a treasure that even the real dragons covet! How could it be in the hands of a human? But there is indeed a trace of dragon's blood in this sword.
Breath. I speculate that it is dragon blood quenched from the blood of many sub-dragons. Although it is not as good as real dragon blood, it is still very good."
As Bai Lan finished speaking, Yang Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but become curious, and said with a smile: "How do you know so much?"
Bai Lan stared at him with a cold hum, and said coldly: "Didn't I say that there are some things you shouldn't ask? Don't ask. If you know too much, your life will be at risk!"
"boom!"
While the two were talking, Qian Duoduo made a hand seal on the high platform, and a talisman formed in his palm.
Xin Ruyu and others below immediately recognized that this was a secret method that could activate the power of spiritual weapons. Just as they were thinking about what Qian Duoduo wanted to do, the latter raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth. With a finger, the talisman exploded.
It shot out and hit the dragon sword!
"Roar!"
In an instant, a terrifying dragon pressure spread out from the dragon sword, and the sound of dragon roars continued to sound, hovering with the screams of the sword, like an ancient call.
The terrifying power of the Dragon Sword shocks all directions!
As the power of the dragon sword spread across the world, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They felt an invisible terrifying force coming towards their faces, pressing directly on everyone's head. It was okay for those with high cultivation levels, but they almost connected with the sword directly.
Unable to withstand the pressure, he knelt on the ground with a bang, his face turned pale.
Even Yang Di, Zhao Tong, Xin Ruyu and other leaders of the younger generation showed pain on their faces, gritted their teeth and looked at Longjian, full of shock.
Wang Tong, Li Kan and others beside Yang Xiu had their eyes bulging out in shock, gritting their teeth and holding on, as if they were about to kneel down if they gave up even a little effort!
Among the juniors, only Yang Xiu and Murong Yunyao could remain calm.
One of them is a new generation of Heaven-Devouring Demon God, and the other possesses a divine body with peerless talent, which can easily withstand the power of this sword.
"Damn! Why are you suddenly releasing the sword's power! Put it away quickly! I can't hold on any longer!"
"Stop it, stop it, my shit is about to be squeezed out. Wanbao Tower is holding a banquet today just to see me make a fool of myself!"
Under the power of the sword, everyone was under tremendous pressure all the time, and they all yelled and cursed. Some people threatened to almost spit excrement on Qian Duoduo. Only then did Qian Duoduo frown, as if someone had already sprayed excrement. He covered his nose and looked down in disgust, cursing.
: "Fuck, can you have some quality? Let me see who dares to do it! Qian Zisong, let me see clearly!"
"No matter who it is, whoever spits out feces and urine, break their legs and throw them out!"
"Yes, young master."
Qian Zisong's old face had a wry smile. Wang Bing's belongings could not be taken out casually from the Wanbao Tower. They were also strategic materials, not to mention that this dragon sword was particularly trouble-free.
He didn't know why his young master took it out. He stood around coldly and said calmly: "Everyone, the range of the sword's power is limited. If you don't want to stay, you can go out."
When they heard that they could go out, some people immediately rushed out, while others gritted their teeth and persisted, puzzled by Qian Duoduo's behavior and asked: "Young Master, why do you suddenly release the power of the sword?"
"Hehe, because I want to give everyone here a chance."
