In the depths of the Dragon Lake in the submerged reef region.
A six-hundred-foot-long dragon beast that looked like it was made of molten iron was circling around.
The dragon beast was completely black and covered in a layer of shining dragon scales. The edges of the scales were as sharp as blades, sending chills down one's spine.
In addition, there were four huge claws under the belly of the dragon beast. They were like divine weapons, shining with a cold light. There was a pair of dragon horns on the top of its head, and its huge eyes were slightly closed. It seemed to be resting, but it was not angry, and a suffocating and terrifying aura was emitted from it.
At this moment, the dragon beast's huge eyes suddenly opened.
Brutality and coldness were hidden in its eyes.
This was the king of the dragon race, a terrifying existence that was about to break through to the fifth grade and become a dragon.
The dragon beast king stared at the entrance of the cave.
An old man with a white beard stood there respectfully.
"Elder Jiao, what's the matter?" The dragon beast king frowned and asked coldly.
Elder Jiao bowed respectfully and raised something high in the air. "King, a human cultivator sent … this."
In Elder Jiao's hand was a long black tendon that shone with spiritual light. It was obviously not an ordinary item.
Bang!
The moment the dragon beast king saw the tendon, he crushed a rock on the wall with his claws and said angrily, "This is Yan 'er's dragon tendon. What happened to him?"
Elder Jiao did not dare to hide anything and told Jiao Long everything that had happened. "Yesterday, Han Yuan's corpse from the Sea God's Sect suddenly appeared in our territory. The last batch of Dragon Transformation Pool spiritual materials sent by the Sea God's Sect was also taken away. His Highness went to Jiao Long Island alone to retrieve the spiritual materials for you.
"Also, the person who sent His Highness' dragon tendon has a message for the king …" Elder Jiao hesitated.
"What is it?" The dragon beast king calmed down from his rage.
"He said that if the king wants to save His Highness' life, go to the dragon island to meet him." Elder Jiao hesitated. "King, this is obviously a plot by the human cultivators …"
"So you want me to ignore Yan 'er?" The dragon beast king looked at Elder Jiao coldly.
Elder Jiao quickly bowed. "I don't dare!"
"Where is the human cultivator who delivered Yan Er's dragon tendon? You didn't let him go, did you? "
"Of course not," Elder Jiao quickly replied. "It's just that …"
"But what?"
"The one who sent Your Highness's dragon tendon was a puppet refined by a human refiner. Although I managed to detain it, I couldn't get anything out of it," Elder Jiao explained.
"Good, good. As expected of the person who dared to attack Yan 'er. You've thought it through." Instead of being angry, Demon King Jiao Long laughed. "Since they want to lure me into the island, I'll follow their wishes. I'd like to see how big the appetite of these Human Race minions is and how they'll devour me!"
"Elder Jiao!" Jiao Long shouted angrily.
"Your subordinate is here."
"Gather the warriors of the clan and follow me to Flood Dragon Island!"
"Understood," Elder Jiao replied.
Although Monster King Jiao Long was extremely conceited about his strength, he was cautious and cunning deep in his bones.
After all, how many of those who could become Great Fey Monarchs were stupid?
.....
Not long after.
At the bottom of the sea, outside the karst cave, a huge light wave pushed the seawater away.
The mighty Flood Dragon Tribe had gathered. At the front of the army of Flood Dragons was the towering and incomparably huge Monster King Jiao Long.
Elder Jiao walked out of the karst cave and reported to Monster King Jiao Long, "Monster King, most of the strongest members of the clan are here. There's a total of 500 warriors."
These 500 Flood Dragons were the strongest battle force that the Flood Dragon Tribe could gather.
Monster King Jiao Long's voice rumbled. "It's been more than 200 years since I last came to Flood Dragon Island. The humans seem to have forgotten the might of the Flood Dragon Tribe. It seems that I was too merciful back then. This time, I'll bring you to flatten Flood Dragon Island and teach the humans a lesson in blood."
Moo! Moo! Moo! Moo! Moo!
The Flood Dragons were full of fighting spirit. They all shouted in unison, causing the seawater outside the light wave to ripple.
"Come with me. Bring back my son and flatten the humans!"
Monster King Jiao Long shouted.
Then, Monster King Jiao Long was the first to break out of the sea. Countless water droplets fell from his powerful and stunning body.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Elder Jiao followed behind Monster King Jiao Long, followed by more than 20 third-grade Flood Dragons, and finally hundreds of second-grade Flood Dragons. The tranquility of the sea was immediately broken by the Flood Dragon Tribe's movements. Waves splashed everywhere, and mist filled the air. One could vaguely see seven-colored rainbows.
The scene and aura were extremely spectacular.
.....
"Saber Master, Monster King Jiao Long moved out less than an hour after we delivered Jiao Yan's dragon tendon. He was accompanied by 500 Flood Dragons. They're coming aggressively!"
In the main hall of the Sea God Sect, all the high-level cultivators of the Dragon-Slaying Saber were present. The atmosphere was very tense. Daoist Tong Zheng stepped forward to report the latest information to the Saber Master.
"Inform Mo Yan to prepare for the operation." The Saber Master's expression was solemn. "As for us, we've prepared everything. We've done our best. Whether we succeed or not depends on fate."
"So what if we fail? It's my honor to be able to participate in this operation with all of you. In the end, we'll die together!" Lian Zhou, the eldest brother of the three Heroes of the Lianyun, was the first to stand up when he saw everyone's expressions so solemn and even a little pessimistic. His face was full of determination. "If we drag out an ignoble existence and become the Flood Dragon Tribe's lackey, what's the difference between death and us?"
"Big Brother is right." Lian Cheng and Lian Jun also said, "We're willing to participate in this operation with all of you!"
"Well said, isn't it just a bird's life? The Flood Dragon Tribe destroyed our sect, killed our family, and tortured our human race. If we don't take revenge, we won't be able to walk out of this knot in our hearts for the rest of our lives. How can we cultivate! "
"Yes, it's just a rotten life. After 180 years, we'll be a good man again!"
"…"
The cultivators of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, who were originally a little scared and worried, were immediately stirred up by the three Heroes of the Lianyun. The haze was swept away, and they all shouted in agreement.
Seeing everyone's high fighting spirit, the Saber Master also felt a surge of heroism in his chest. "Alright, then bring Jiao Yan along. We'll set off immediately!"
.....
Wood carving shop.
After a day, Lu Qingshan returned to this place once again.
However, when he saw the situation in the wood carving shop, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but laugh.
In the wood carving shop, a strange looking girl was holding a wooden carving in her hand. She had an extremely infatuated look on her face. Her mind was wandering, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"What are you doing?"
Hidden Sword, who was engrossed in the wood carving, did not notice Lu Qingshan's arrival at the beginning. Hearing this familiar voice, she suddenly turned her head and saw Lu Qingshan standing at the door, looking at her with a smile.
The little girl's face immediately lit up with joy. She put down the wooden carving in her hand and was about to speak when she suddenly thought of something. Her nose twitched slightly as she said with a straight face, "It's a secret, I can't tell you!"
Although Hidden Sword understood that it was reasonable for Lu Qingshan to part ways with her yesterday, it did not stop her from being a little angry.
Lu Qingshan shrugged his shoulders and walked into the wood carving shop.
His gaze swept across the wood carving shop, and he found Xue Zhuyong lying on a rattan chair, reeking of alcohol. His hands were casually hanging down, and his right hand was holding onto a wine pot. His eyes were slightly closed, and he was muttering softly, as if he had not woken up yet. As for Lu Qingshan's arrival, it was unknown whether he did not notice it or was too lazy to pay attention to it.
The Three Foot Edge was still hanging on the wall in the same manner as yesterday.
Lu Qingshan and Hidden Sword, who had originally come for the Three Foot Edge, had tacitly ignored it this time. Instead, they placed their attention on the wooden carvings displayed in the wood carving shop.
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