In front of the palace gate, beside the blood wolf, the girl grabbed the hilt of the sword, tapped the soles of her feet, and jumped up.

But she saw the blood-drinking sword in her hand swept across the sky, as if it was a force of thousands of troops, like a million lions, swallowing mountains and rivers!

A sword sounded—

The swords worn by countless practitioners who have long been in the world all have sounded swords.

Excited, cheered, and surrendered!

Drinking blood, thousands of swords worship!

This is the momentum that the Blood-Drinking Sword should have!

roar!

A dragon roar was heart-wrenching.

But I saw the deafening bell from Yunxiao Tower making a deafening sound of the ancient bell.

Chu Yue's red skirt was flying, the sword light was sharp, and she turned out to be a bloody beauty!

In an instant, a shiny scale and majestic Canglong burst out from the Blood-Drinking Sword, circling and roaring around the sky thousands of feet high!

It seems to be the ancient king of all beasts, visiting its territory and overlooking this deserted city.

Much attention!

Countless gazes were focused on her!

The girl's toe lightly taps and hangs in mid-air.

The storm sways, the skirt sways.

There was a hint of sadness on her body.

The thin figure looked small and dissipated at any time like dust!

But she is like a god who dominates all living beings. This world is ultimately the territory under her command!

roar!

The dragon roars and rushes, and the soup is vast!

The shadow of the blood-scaled dragon circling around the girl!

All around, there were sounds of air conditioning!

That's...

The legendary blood-drinking dragon soul!

Mo Qingwu's eyes tightened, full of disbelief.

She searched for the Blood-Drinking Dragon Soul that she had tried for five years, and was almost desperate, but she didn't expect that she would be summoned by Ye Chuyue!

This sky has long been covered by black clouds, thunder rolling, and lightning flashes!

The aura of a giant dragon is mysterious and great, covering the entire Chang'an City, and everyone's chest is like a sea water.

More and more people are gradually appearing in Chang'an Street!

They looked up and saw each other!

As the blood-colored dragon circled, the girl slowly raised her red bloody eyes in the fierce wind!

It seems that the aura of killing is hidden, and this city and this empire can be destroyed at any time.

As a thunder exploded, the blood light on the tip of her eyes gradually faded away, and she turned into dark eyes, embracing the vast night.

The dragon's light and shadow gradually dissipated.

Chu Yue landed smoothly from the air, her eyes swept away Mo Qingwu, she snorted coldly, and said indifferently: "Sword, you are not playing like that."

"It is just an ordinary sword in your hands. In my place, it is the Sect of Ten Thousand Swords, which is invincible."

"It's not your thing. Even if you try your best to steal it, you won't be able to exert any strength."

"All the sins you have committed and the stolen ones you have stolen will be returned."

"Mo Qingwu, have you heard it? This has just begun."

She said slowly.

The sound is not loud or small, but it resounds throughout the city.

Countless Chang'an people were completely boiling at this moment, and the blood in their bones was completely hot!

Perhaps, Mo Qingwu is a supreme and noble existence for them and the vassal states.

But at this moment, they share the same hatred of the enemy and are proud of this proud and desolate girl.

Chu Yue lowered her hand, and the blood-drinking sword in her palm turned into a long dragon-shaped seal, wrapped around her waist.

Chu Yue walked to Shen Qingfeng, who carefully covered her with a cloak and lifted up the curtain.
Chapter completed!