Chapter 1700: Instant Kill the Magic Dragon

lacksmithing badge for you."" is 。Thank you, Master. 。“The thing actually restricting your development in forging is your cultivation level.” 。Your soul power foundation is very good, it's very mellow...A beam of light flashed, and Tang Wulin fell from thin air, landing beside the Gale Blade Demon Sima Jinchi. 。They looked at each other, Sima Jinchi said: "It's just ahead, it should still be asleep" 。Watch me wake him up. 。As he spoke, Sima Jinchi sprang to his feet and flew to the top of a large tree. With a gesture of his right hand, circles of soul rings rose from below his feet. 。It was nine black Soul Rings, shockingly. 。However, what was strange was that his black soul ring differed from ordinary ten thousand year soul rings. It had an extra layer of faint golden texture on it. 。This is not a normal situation where a soul ring would appear. It comes from Tang Wulin's nurturing 。That's right, it is about cultivating 。Sima Jinchi's true form is the Dragon Clan's legal blade, and Tang Wulin possesses the dragon god bloodline. Although the Golden Dragon King is only a part of the Dragon God, it is still the purest >>> 。Therefore, being with Tang Wulin, Sima Jinchi, as a dragon-race law blade, would naturally be nurtured by Tang Wulin. Under these circumstances, his own cultivation would naturally continue to improve, and at the same time, the quality of his dragon-race law blade would also gradually recover in the process. 。Moreover, the constant honing against the Golden Dragon Spear served as a whetstone, further enhancing the quality of these two divine artifacts. 。At this time, nine black soul rings appeared on his body. Under the faint golden lines, Sima Jinchi stood proudly on the treetop, looking down at everything with an air of invincibility. 。With his right hand gripping the Zhanlong Saber, he suddenly slashed through the air. 。Suddenly, the world around him changed color. In the vague distance, a black dragon phantom appeared in front of him. In the next instant, the black dragon was cleaved in two by a single blow. 。There was no sound, but when the gods watching from outside saw this scene, they all had a strong sense of oppression in their hearts, as if their spirits had been struck a great blow. 。

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And just at that moment, a furious roar of a dragon came from ahead.

At the center of the Dark Forest lay a valley. All within, from the plants to the very stones, were black. In the deepest recesses of this world as dark as ink, with the furious roar of a dragon came the emergence of a massive head. 。But, in the next instant, it already sensed the aura from the Dragon Slaying Blade. 。Now, Sima Jinchi has broken through his limits and achieved the title of Douluo. 。Compared to before, his cultivation has increased by more than a little. 。He was able to become Aru Heng's opponent, often confronting the one who had already cultivated to the Golden Body Arhat level. How could he possibly do so without sufficient strength Aru Heng's Golden Body Arhat level, did not dare to let him truly transform into a Dragon Clan Dharma Knife and fully strike with it. 。The power of divine artifacts is evident. 。At this time, the Dragon-Slaying Blade's immense pressure against dragons was fully displayed. The Dark Demon Dragon's roar instantly transformed into a wavering whimper laced with uncertainty. 。Because it clearly felt how terrifying the approaching enemy was. 。But, this is its territory. In the consciousness that was injected into it, all humans who intrude upon its territory must be destroyed, without exception. 。So, in that huge dragon's lair 。The massive figure slowly rose. 。The Dark Demon Dragon was completely black as ink. Having cultivated to the level of one hundred thousand years, its body was a full hundred meters long from head to tail. Its huge wings spread out, and its entire body emanated layers of dark purple mist. This mist itself was filled with powerful corrosiveness and infectivity, which was also why this forest was all presented in black. 。A terrifying aura rose from it, the dark dragon flapped its wings and quickly ascended from the dragon's lair. 。 Sima Jinchi let out a long, resounding roar towards the heavens. He held his Dragon-Slaying Saber high in his hand, and nine soul rings on his body blazed with brilliant light. 。The Dark Dragon now saw him, and let out a roar of indignant fury. 。It certainly could feel the immense threat of the Dragon Slaying Blade and the enemy's hostility, but at this moment, it had no chance to be cowardly. Cowardice meant death. 。So, no matter what, it has to give it its all and strive for victory over the enemy. 。And, although the Zanlong Sword certainly wields immense intimidation and destructive power against dragons, don't forget that it is, in itself, a part of the Dragon God's dragon horn. 。For dragons, it is also a great tonic. 。Although this 100,000-year-old Dark Demon Dragon was simulated by the War God Temple in various ways, it could feel that if it were to merge with the blade held by that human, it would bring unimaginable changes, and perhaps even a chance to leave this plane. 。So, the Dark Dragon gazed into Sima Jinchi's eyes, its gaze filled with a mixture of fear and intense greed. 。"Roar—" Another roar echoed, the Dark Demon Dragon spewed a mouthful of dark dragon's breath towards Sima Jinchi. 。And at that moment, Sima Jinchi laughed. 。If it were only him, he also had confidence that he could defeat this dark dragon, after all, the Dragon Slayer's suppression was powerful enough. But he would need a very long time to do so. 。But, he isn't alone here now! There's more than just his Dragon Clan saber here!The true ruler of the Dragon Clan has appeared silently behind Sima Jinchi. With a swing of his Dragon-Slaying Saber, Sima Jinchi cleaves the dark breath in two. 。Meanwhile, he sprang to his feet, seven-colored light bursting forth, revealing nine-colored splendor. 。His entire body was already covered in a brilliant golden light. At this moment, his eyes were blazing with golden radiance. 。His full suit of armor was still in the three-character armor form, with not a single piece of four-character armor appearing. But even so, the air around his body was as solid as reality. 。With a right hand grasping at empty space, the storm-wind blade demon Sima Jinchi had already transformed into a gigantic blade, falling into his grasp. 。And just at that moment, the aura of the Golden Dragon King, which had been suppressed and hidden all along, suddenly burst forth like a tsunami, releasing itself completely. 。The Dark Dragon unleashed a torrent of breath, halting its full-scale assault 。A chill, as if his blood would freeze, suddenly came over him. 。That feeling, as if a supreme being had instantly crushed it, leaving it utterly helpless. 。You have to know, back then, the Divine Beast Emperor Tian, a powerful being whose cultivation had nearly reached a million years, would feel his bloodline suppressed when facing Tang Wulin. 。Moreover, what's more, it's just a dark magic dragon with only 100,000 years of cultivation. 。In this battle arena, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King is the strongest soul beast, followed by... 。Faced with the double suppression of the Dragon Clan's law blade and the Golden Dragon King's bloodline 。Even the Dark Dragon could not even maintain its flight. 。And just at this moment, the space around the Dark Dragon suddenly twisted violently, completely imprisoning it there. 。Brilliant nine-colored radiance flashed across. 。left a dazzling and mournful trail of light in the airying to break through with brute force. 。However, within those layered palms, there was a swirling mystery. His attacks plunged into the vortexes, like a muddy ox entering the sea, quickly disintegrat...