Jiang Chen looked in surprise at the Sacred Dragon Sword floating in front of him, not attacking him, and the Sacred Dragon Mirror and Sacred Dragon Jade that flew to him autonomously, feeling a bit perplexed!
"Not good! The Sacred Dragon Sword, Sacred Dragon Mirror, and Sacred Dragon Jade eting together will form the true Sacred Dragon Sword!" The Dragon Saint exclaid.
Li Yuan raised an eyebrow, looked astonished at the three divine artifacts in front of Jiang Chen, and frowned as he looked at the Dragon Saint. "The Sacred Dragon Sword is Lord Ancestral Dragon’s weapon. Now that Mr. Jiang has the True Dragon Martial Spirit, once the Sacred Dragon Sword is assembled, it will automatically acknowledge Mr. Jiang as its master, right? What’s wrong with that?"
"The Sacred Dragon Sword will indeed find Mr. Jiang and acknowledge him as its master, but Mr. Jiang cannot imdiately refine the Divine Sword. As a result, the lightning punishnt cannot be resisted!"
Dragon Saint anxiously explained!
"Haha... that’s right! Even if it acknowledges him, the Divine Sword still needs to be refined. Jiang Chen can’t imdiately control the Sacred Dragon Sword. By the ti the lightning punishnt strikes, he’s dood! Haha... a Dragon Descendant with the True Dragon Martial Spirit accompanying to the grave, I’ve gained! Haha..." the Eight-Headed laughed out loud.
"So that’s how it is. Then I, Ling Wuying, have gained too! With the Dragon Clan’s hope shattered, Dragon Clan, you’re dood! Haha..." Ling Wuying laughed loudly as well.
Everyone else’s faces changed drastically.
"Is that so? Perhaps it’s true, but you’ll die before I do!"
Jiang Chen spoke coldly, suddenly dashed forward, his body crossing over, rushing towards the Sacred Dragon Sword.
Slash!
A sound of a sharp blade entering the body was heard as the Sacred Dragon Sword pierced Jiang Chen’s shoulder, completely entering Jiang Chen’s body.
"Mr. Jiang!"
"Lord Xue!"
Dragon Saint and the others cried out in surprise.
"What are you doing?" the Eight-Headed widened his eyes, a sense of ominousness rising violently.
"What am I doing? I’m gambling!" Jiang Chen smiled coldly. "I have the Dragon Qi of Lord Ancestral Dragon in my body, as well as the Dragon Souls of Lord Ancestral Dragon and another powerful Dragon Clan mber. I bet I can suppress this Sacred Dragon Sword; I don’t need much, just suppress it a little. The lightning punishnt is about to strike, suppress it a bit, and you’ll die before I do!"
Boom!
Crash!
As Jiang Chen finished speaking, the divine punishnt lightning thunderously descended.
"Go!"
Jiang Chen pointed at the Sacred Dragon Jade, shouted aloud, and then turned his finger towards the True Dragon Martial Spirit.
Whoosh!
The Sacred Dragon Jade flew above the True Dragon Martial Spirit, once again providing a shield for it, and at the sa ti, the Sacred Dragon Mirror also flew above Jiang Chen’s head, providing a layer of shield for Jiang Chen!
"No!"
"Bastard! Impossible!"
The cries of horror and curses from Ling Wuying and the Eight-Headed rang out.
Rumble!
Lightning descended again, striking Jiang Chen, Dragon Saint, and the True Dragon Martial Spirit once more.
Bang! Bang!
Two booming sounds occurred, and Ling Wuying and the Eight-Headed were instantly turned into nothingness by the lightning, leaving no trace!
Swish!
A white light flashed, and Jiang Chen spewed fresh blood from his mouth in an instant. A bloody scar appeared on his chest, extending from his shoulder to his leg!
After the lightning passed, Jiang Chen could no longer suppress the Sacred Dragon Sword, which broke out from Jiang Chen’s body, appearing in front of him.
Swish! Swish!
This ti, the Sacred Dragon Mirror and Sacred Dragon Jade no longer gave Jiang Chen the chance to control them, both shooting onto the Sacred Dragon Sword.
The Sacred Dragon Mirror split in half, transforming into two sword guards, and the Sacred Dragon Jade settled into a vacancy at the top of the Sacred Dragon Sword’s hilt.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A magnificent aura emanated from the Sacred Dragon Sword, and intense white light shone from the Sacred Dragon Sword.
The three divine artifacts converged, marking the arrival of the Sacred Dragon Sword!
At this mont, a trendous amount of information appeared in Jiang Chen’s mind.
This information contained not only the thod and function of controlling the Sacred Dragon Sword but also a profound and mysterious sword technique, a cultivation technique that Jiang Chen could not fully comprehend at the mont, and an image!
This image gave Jiang Chen a very familiar feeling, but at this mont, Jiang Chen really had no ti to look at that image, as the thunderclouds in the sky were already brewing another round of thunder.
"Mr. Jiang, it relies on you now!"
"Not good!"
"Be careful!"
Dragon Saint and the others looked at Jiang Chen worriedly.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Suddenly, three auras erged from the Sacred Dragon Sword, directly rging into the True Dragon Martial Spirit.
Roar!
A resounding dragon’s roar echoed, and the body of the True Dragon Martial Spirit flickered sharply, becoming completely solid.
"This, what’s happening?"
Everyone watched the True Dragon Martial Spirit in amazent.
Roar!
A look of anger suddenly appeared on the face of the True Dragon Martial Spirit, and its body flashed, appearing directly in front of Jiang Chen, attempting to bite Jiang Chen’s head.
"What?"
"Martial Soul devouring its master!?"
Dragon Saint and others cried out in horror, but it was too late to stop it!
Jiang Chen, however, remained utterly calm. He recalled a word from the Ancestral Dragon, ’Gather the divine artifacts, gather the Dragon Souls, only then will you be the strongest, and only then will your Martial Soul be complete!’
At this mont he finally understood those words. Just now, the three auras that appeared from the Sacred Dragon Sword, others may not have noticed clearly, but he felt it distinctly; they were the auras of three Dragon Souls, the three Dragon Souls of the Ancestral Dragon!
He believed the Ancestral Dragon would not harm him!
Roar!
The True Dragon Martial Spirit bit down, but it did not bite Jiang Chen; instead, it bit down, brushing against Jiang Chen’s forehead.
"Bastard!"
Suddenly, an angry voice sounded, and a small dark snake erged from Jiang Chen’s forehead, quickly dodging to the side.
The True Dragon Martial Spirit glared at the small dark snake with tiger-like vigilance, confusion lingering in its eyes, as it hesitated to continue its attack!
"Eight-Headed!?"
"It was Eight-Headed trying to seize Mr. Jiang!"
"What a close call! It’s not the Martial Soul devouring its master; it’s the Martial Soul protecting its master!"
Dragon Saint and others breathed a sigh of relief.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In a flash, the Pope, Li Yuan, and five war generals surrounded the small dark snake.
"Eight-Headed, your end has co!"
Dragon Saint hovered nearby, coldly staring at Eight-Headed.
He was waiting to fend off the next lightning punishnt and did not join the Pope and the others in surrounding the area. However, in his view, the siege by seven Saint Realm Peak experts, without the tower’s protection, was enough to kill Eight-Headed!
"The end?! Haha! Haha..."
The small dark snake laughed out loud. "Dragon Saint, did you forget sothing? Back then, Jiang Wuqing and Jiang Wuwei joined forces and couldn’t kill . Do you think you all can kill ?"
"Hmph!"
Dragon Saint snorted coldly. "When Jiang Wuqing and his brother fought you, were you at the peak of the Saint Realm? The space back then was sturdier than now, and at that ti, you were a Divine Infant Realm expert. But now? Are you still in the Divine Infant Realm?"
"Indeed! The space back then was sturdier than now. The current space is too fragile, so fragile that I have to disperse my power not to break it. But now that it’s co to this, do you think I still care about breaking the space of this world?" Eight-Headed sneered coldly.
Dragon Saint was taken aback. "You, what do you an?"
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