Super Dragon Evolution - 1212

When the light spot melted into Wen Zilong’s palm, he was very puzzled.

What the hell is this?

Soon, he felt a strange feeling in the palm of his hand.

That feeling is as if there is an extremely sharp aura in his body.

This sharp air can break through all things in the world.

“This is……”

In my mind, a voice replied: “Hey, this is sword energy.”

Wen Zilong was taken aback.

Because this voice is not the enchanting voice of the system.

It was another male voice.

The voice looked a little old, but it was a bit of evil.

Wen Zilong felt even more shocked.

Could it be that Grandpa appeared?

Don’t you already have a system?

How can you give yourself a grandfather?

Does God treat me so badly?

At this time, the evil voice in my mind came again:

“The old man is an ancient sword demon, and Dugu wants to die.”

Wen Zilong couldn’t help but stunned: “Fuck up!”

The evil voice laughed wildly at this time:

“Hahahaha… Three million years ago, I finally came out, hahahaha. Sword Demon, Dugu begs for death, reappears in the world, and the creatures will be burned, hahahaha…”

Wen Zilong was surprised.

This product turned out to be an old guy three million years ago.

This is so much older than the old demon Azeroth.

Wen Zilong couldn’t help asking in his heart:

“That, Mr. Sword, I…”

“My nickname is Sword Demon, and my surname is Dugu. I call it wrong again, and I will teach you that life is better than death!”

Wen Zilong smiled and nodded: “Mr. Dugu, you said that you were a product of three million years ago. It doesn’t seem to be convincing. No matter how strong the Yalong is, the life span is only 6000 years.”

The evil voice said with disdain:

“Yalong? Cut, just a group of low-level creatures.”

Wen Zilong heard this and couldn’t help being moved: “Is it a real dragon?”

The evil voice said:

“Dragon? Hey, it was once a dragon.”

“My grass!”

Wen Zilong couldn’t help but marvel at him: “Then you are now the mental power of the dragon? Or is it a thought power of the dragon?”

Dugu begs death:

“The old man is the sword demon himself!”

Wen Zilong was even more surprised.

He had seen a trace of mental power left behind by the ice dragon before.

But I have never seen the dragon itself.

After the shock, he recovered.

Said: “Then, Dugu player, please tell your story.”

Dugu’s begging for death seems to have been suppressed for a long time, and there are more words at this time.

“In ancient times, gods and demons were not at the same time. I, called the sword demon, ruled the entire demons. When the gods and demons fight, our demons are about to win. But the group of guys who claim to be gods used despicable means Defeated. They almost slaughtered our demons. At the end of the war, hundreds of gods came against me alone.”

“In the end, they destroyed my body and soul. But they didn’t know that I had hidden a trace of soul in the sword aura. During the battle, the sword aura was mixed with energy. Only then did I escape the siege.”

“Unexpectedly, I was finally discovered by them. They trapped me. However, my sword aura has long been practiced to the realm of indestructibility. And as long as the sword aura does not disperse, my soul will remain indestructible. In desperation, they could only use nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine swords to seal my sword aura within this mountain of swords.”

“After more than a million years, the original gods have disappeared, but only the sword mountain that sealed my soul and my sword aura survived. I accidentally fell into this remote star field. Finally, I was killed by the Sunflower Island Patriarch. get.”

“He doesn’t know. Every time he sends a disciple to the mountain to choose a sword, my seal will be weaker.”

“Of course, the main thing that seals me is the eleven divine long swords with different attributes. Five divine long swords have been picked up before. Today, you drew two divine long swords.”

“This makes Jianshan’s seal fragile.”

“My sword aura, naturally, finally broke this seal.”

“Of course, in the course of my millions of years of impacting the seal, the sword aura has been consumed forever. There is only the last thing left, and I condensed it into a sword seed. Now, the sword seed enters your body and renews Yunyang. At most a hundred years, I will be the invincible sword demon of the year, and I will beg to die! Hahahaha…”

Speaking of this, the sword demon Dugu begged to die and laughed wildly again.

Wen Zilong’s heart shuddered.

Ma Ma.

Accidentally released a great demon.

My life is so bitter.

First, the old demon Azeroth was released.

Then I found an ancient magic seed fire magic pill.

Now there is another demon leader.

Am I destined to inherit everything from the demons?

God, can’t you give me something from the Protoss?

However, at this time Wen Zilong was most concerned about his own life safety.

He hurriedly asked, “Mr. Dugu, if your sword seed enters my body, will it affect my body?”

Dugu begged to die with a smile, and said: “Don’t worry, for now, of course it has no effect.”

Wen Zilong heard what he meant: “That is to say, it will have an impact in the future.”

“Of course. The sword species in your body will continue to grow various sword auras, and eventually grow into a real sword aura. And you have triple attributes, such a rare physique, naturally can not be wasted. I will refine you into a masterpiece. Sword, when the time comes, I will cooperate with my unparalleled sword aura. People block killing, and gods block killing gods!”

Wen Zilong heard this, and suddenly felt cold:

“Do you want to make me a sword? Am I looking like a sword?”

“You don’t look like you, you are a sword!”

Wen Zilong’s heart suddenly became angry: “You are cheap, you are so cheap! Although you have my body, you will never get my soul!”

The sword demon sneered when he heard the words:

“Boy, from now on, what I want you to do, you’d better do it obediently. Otherwise, I only need a thought, the sword seed will explode in your body, and you will be pierced into a hedgehog in an instant.”

Wen Zilong heard this, but he didn’t look confused.

“Threat? Haha, I never accept any threats. If you have the ability, kill me. Now, immediately, immediately!”

In the face of power, you can’t persuade, just just!

This is the belief of Wen Zilong, a little man who does not fear power.

The sword demon sneered again:

“Using words to bluff me? My invincible sword demon Dugu begging for death has never seen anything.”

As he said, he thought.

The sword seed began to take root in Wenzilong’s body.

Then it grew into a three-inch blue and white sword light.

This is Jian Qi.

At present, the sword species can only grow into such a little sword aura.

But in Wen Zilong’s body, such a bit of sword energy is enough to kill Wen Zilong.

Afterwards, this sword energy shuttled directly through Wen Zilong’s internal organs.

Wen Zilong’s internal organs were severed every inch.

However, Wen Zilong still did not persuade.

Stalking his neck.

He said in his heart: “Come on, scratch some viscera, and put it directly on the head. You will die in one shot.”