Lord of Pets - Chapter 739
Chapter 739: the power of seven swords
Translator: 549690339
“pfft!”
in the central dragon temple, the nine saint beasts that were connected to the lightning chains of life all spat out blood.
!!
their scales exploded, their chests caved in, their leg bones were broken, their vines crumbled, their roots dissolved … no matter how they changed in appearance, they all suffered serious injuries in just a short moment.
the thunder punishment heavenly dragon was the most miserable.
a large hole had been created in its body by the battle saint dragon. half of its organs had been crushed, and even its heart, which served as the source of its life, had been torn into pieces. it was like a broken crystal, flowing with blue blood.
” you … what did you do to me?! ”
the thunder punishment celestial dragon’s entire body was trembling. there was confusion and pain in his eyes, but even more so, it was fear.
it didn’t look at long wuji. instead, it tried its best to turn its head to look at the white-haired man.
he had never experienced such a thing since he was born.
a human, a longsword, and five flashes of sword qi had actually sealed its bloodline and weakened 99% of its abilities? how could this be possible?
even the ancestral dragon might not have such power. it was too overbearing and bizarre.
the thunder punishment celestial dragon closed his eyes in confusion. he turned into a stream of light and entered the book of oath above marquis xuanyuan’s head.
it didn’t die.
just a little more!
in his early years, he had eaten a sacred medicine that could block a disaster and end life and death. he didn’t expect it to be triggered in this situation.
“it’s indeed a pity that i didn’t manage to kill him.”
the battle saint dragon was slightly regretful, but it did not stop its movements.
bai wushang was the same.
his vision blurred. under long wuji’s lead, he didn’t chase after the retreating marquis xuanyuan. instead, he arrived in front of a black stone dragon.
he raised his sword and waved it. under the divine light, two dark golden sword qi that were as thick as a bucket and half a hundred meters long pierced through the sky one after the other and hit the target perfectly.
it was the ruins demon dragon.
it was another holy dragon king in the marquis of xuanyuan’s pet team.
it was also the one with the most outstanding overall defense and the most difficult to kill.
a similar scene happened. the 300-meter-long stone dragon, in its terror, saw its strength decline, the stone armor on its body crumbling inch by inch, and the bottom layer of the dragon scales losing its luster. it was like an old man with one foot in the grave, leaving only a rotten empty shell.
“bang!”
long wuji held it in his arms and smashed it. the brute force from his waist spread to his arms, easily twisting the ruin demon dragon into a fried dough twist.
“pfft! pfft! pfft! pfft!”
the other seven behemoths that were connected to each other vomited blood and shriveled up. their injuries went from moderate to severe, and their essence, qi, and spirit were visibly declining.
“shua shua shua”
at this moment, a war hammer spun and flew over. wherever it passed, the void distorted, leaving behind shattered ripples.
the battle saint dragon was alarmed and gave up on attacking the ruins demon dragon. he immediately protected bai wushang and retreated a thousand meters, avoiding the earth-shaking hammer.
the central dragon temple originally did not have such impurities as dust.
however, after the fierce battle, the ground was stained with blood, bones were everywhere, and there were too many strange things.
as the hammer fell, dust and smoke covered the sky. the entire space trembled three times. more than ten sovereign king bodies from the lineage of death were bleeding from their seven apertures. they were actually shaken to death.
“i didn’t expect that the reason for my defeat wasn’t the battle clan or the golden saint dragon, but this human who has sinned from the same race.”
the marquis of xuanyuan sighed softly. ” you’ve really given me a lesson … ”
the surging air waves were forcefully dispersed.
the entire battlefield fell into a short period of silence.
even the golden saint dragon, the morning wind dragon, and the swift wood pond dragon, who had been spying on the battle, had to restrain their auras and look at the center of attention.
the handsome man with snow-white hair and bright blue eyes was wearing the unparalleled battle suit that the dragon court had given him after he had become a holy son.
this point alone was enough to make qing ying, venerated ming, and the other dragon masters gnash their teeth in anger.
but at this moment, they couldn’t care about this.
the man in front of them stood straight with a light golden sword in his hand. as he stood there, he looked like a great emperor who was going to war. essence qi surrounded him, and the moonlight and starlight flowed around him. he looked noble, and he didn’t look like the weak man who could be killed with one finger.
“this kid is so strange …”
the powerful chen feng dragon swallowed a mouthful of dragon saliva, and its face was filled with fear.
the swift wood pond dragon pulled away from the golden saint dragon, his eyes filled with shock as he muttered to himself, ”
” that sword … it seems like something similar existed a long, long time ago … ”
“dragon slaying sword spirit! this is the power of the dragon slaying sword’s spirit!”
a pale white divine dragon appeared in the void. it was the ancient void dragon, long xuzhu.
it had taken the sacred medicine, but because its injuries were too complicated, it couldn’t recover to its peak state immediately.
therefore, in the previous battle, it did not rashly intervene in the main battlefield. instead, it had used the special pardon talisman to wander around the supreme holy dragon hall, looking for the ancient dragon pond that had disappeared.
he didn’t expect that he would be able to witness such a shocking scene while secretly observing the battle.
the nine saint beasts joined forces, supported by the high-level blood inheritance-lightning lock of life and many other secret skills, but they were defeated by the lineage of death in less than a hundred rounds. the team’s strongest spear and shield were all defeated, and the remaining pets were all severely injured. they had basically lost their ability to fight.
what an amazing result this was!
that was the sixth-ranked holy dragon guard, the “sacred emissary of thunder punishment,” the marquis xuanyuan!
combining this with the divine sword’s phenomenon, the ancient void dragon thought of an ancient legend. he couldn’t help but cry out, ”
“he’s the dragon warlord! you’ve obtained the blessing of the dragon clan’s nemesis, the dragon slaying sword spirit, and have the privilege of obliterating and sealing the dragon clan’s bloodline!”
” but how is this possible … didn’t that sword die in the sky-toppling battle? it no longer exists … ”
” and … how could it possibly affect the holy dragon king?! ”
there were no low-intelligence divine dragons in the ancestral dragon court’s camp.
apart from some living beings of the dragon emperor island, they didn’t have any bloodline memory inheritance and the knowledge they had was too shallow.
the rest of them were enlightened in a few words and revealed expressions of disbelief.
” it’s indeed the power of the dragon slaying sword spirit. only this kind of power can weaken the bloodline and cause a huge injury before the lightning life chain is broken. then, it’s split into nine parts and severely injured the entire body … ”
the marquis of xuanyuan showed no anger or panic, but his eyes on bai wushang showed a strange look.
” then … if it’s not he jiuyang, who are you? you possess the power of the sword spirit. ”
bai wushang was slightly startled. he lowered his head and scanned his body.
as it turned out, he had wielded the dragon slaying son of heaven sword seven times in a row to cooperate with long wuji to defeat the siege of nine dragons.
his physical body wasn’t injured, but the bloodline disguise given by the nine dragons ‘cauldron had a hole and was no longer perfect.
