The First Sword of the Earth

Broken stars, blood-red sea and land, is this the familiar earth?

Drowsy, Wang Sheng seemed to have returned to more than 20 years ago, and saw the illusion he saw when he fought Zi Yun.

phantom? Yes, this is an illusion, not the real situation.

And it seems to be foretelling something?

As soon as the screen turned, Wang Sheng felt that he appeared in an ink painting again, and saw the fairy passing slowly on the boat...

This is the "Trace of the Dao" that I saw when I made a breakthrough with the Ziwei Heavenly Sword. It is the trace left by the founder of the Ziwei Heavenly Sword, Emperor Ziwei Great.

The boat went away, and the surrounding scenes gradually turned into darkness. Wang Sheng felt a biting cold.

Unable to move, it seems to have been falling, falling into an abyss of nowhere.

In the darkness, Wang Sheng suddenly saw a little bit of starlight, and then a little bit of starlight appeared everywhere.

His heart quickly calmed down. Even if he seemed to have some kind of hallucination at this time, at least his consciousness is still there, which seems to show... After he was swallowed by the huge dragon head, It was not killed by the opponent.

Feel carefully, the body should still be there.

Of course, it may also be that this thing has indigestion, and it has not been able to 'dissolve' him until now.

What's next for him? The stomach of this thing?

What is the origin of this "suspected Canglong" that Yaoyun calls a demon cultivator? The realm of cultivation is in the realm of heaven, but a head is so huge...

'Yaoyun...Yaoyun? '

‘Well, I’m here, be careful, now I’m trapped in the other party’s magic power, don’t be discovered by the other party. '

After receiving Yaoyun's response, Wang Sheng couldn't help but feel relieved.

When he fell into the abyss in the mouth of the dragon's head, Wang Sheng only felt that his immortal power was instantly sealed, and his whole body kept falling in the darkness, a force constantly corroding his primordial spirit.

After only persisting for a moment, Wang Sheng passed out.

I don't know how long I've been in a coma now, but I finally regained consciousness.

Although the consciousness is very weak, so weak that he can't feel his own state, but he can always be sure that he is not dead.

A very simple reason - the other party didn't kill him at the beginning, so there should be no unnecessary shots to kill him later.

Of course, this situation does not apply to the other party's "store rations".

When I think about it, I feel a little ridiculous. I was actually swallowed alive by a black dragon. After being swallowed, I was still dazed and groggy, not knowing what my fate would be next.

Wouldn't it really be used as winter rations?

Will there be any adventures when swallowed into the mouth of such a behemoth?

While Daoist Wang had nothing to do, this wisp of consciousness began to come alive.

Like the novels I read when I was cultivating on the Internet in my previous life, could this be my chance? For example, slowly break free from the current restrictions, and then find some treasures such as dragon balls and real dragon blood in the body of this "suspected black dragon" demon cultivator?

Since then, he has been practicing on a rocket, and he has risen to the top of the cloud and become a fairy?

Thinking of this, Wang Sheng couldn't help cursing himself for being too whimsical.

After living a new life and practicing so far, Wang Sheng's cultivation base is not fancy, it is all a little bit of practice, but after being banned from the earth spirit, he can get more resources, and his cultivation has become smoother. There is also Meng Xiantai, a thousand-year dream, which makes him become a fairy so much faster than his senior sister and master.

But all the way to practice, one's own state is constantly realized, and there is no moisture.

Looking back, Wang Sheng has some confidence in his future; looking forward, he also has a clear conscience about his journey.

Just at this moment, Daoist Wang was a little depressed. The feeling of being controlled by others was really uncomfortable. He also made an oath in his heart that he must work harder and harder in the future, and never have such an experience again!

It's a pity that Wang Sheng waited quietly for a long time, his consciousness was still compressed in a small area in his body.

The supernatural powers around him didn't have any intention of retreating, and he didn't have the slightest chance to move.

Until, he suddenly saw strands of light of various colors, and then he was blown by a gust of wind, was blown up from this seemingly endless abyss, and fell onto a mass of sand and stones.

Gravity is so small that it is almost negligible;

There is no air around, and the vitality is very meager, so it should still be in the ancient battlefield.

Consciousness took over his body, and Wang Sheng once again felt the sense of unease and oppression; he felt a light flickering outside his eyelids, he subconsciously opened his eyes, lay down on the 'ground', and saw a picture that impressed him deeply... …

The huge shining body was floating in the void, and the dragon's head was facing the boulder on which he was lying; the whole body of the black dragon was shrinking in the fairy light, becoming tens of meters long in the blink of an eye.

It really was a black dragon.

Wang Sheng was still impressed by the image of the Canglong that often appeared in the history of Dahua Kingdom.

The fairy light around the blue dragon contained a mysterious dao rhyme, and then the whole blue dragon stood up and turned into a human form.

Wang Sheng noticed that Canglong's left hind leg was missing a section, and when it turned into a human form, its left leg was empty from the knee down, with a cane in its hand.

This is an old man with gray and white hair, his face is full of wrinkles, his figure is slender, he is wearing a light blue robe; he has two 'antlers' on his head, and the crutch in his hand is also carved with a dragon's head, but there is no What a beard.

He pointed at Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng felt that there was an additional layer of confinement beyond his primordial spirit. He had just recovered his mobility, and now he was lying there again powerlessly, unable to speak.

"Little guy, this shuttle is pretty good." The fairy old man grinned, playing with the shadowless shuttle in his hands, "This is a good thing left by the heavens back then. It's rare to come across such a complete one, which can be added to the old man's treasury.

Not bad, not bad, all kinds of functions are still there. "

While speaking, the old man pinched Wang Sheng's pendant again, broke the restraint on it with just a glance, poured out the contents, and floated on top of Wang Sheng's head.

Ever since Wang Sheng discovered that he could hide the Qiankun Ring in Feixia Sword's pill, he put all important things in the Qiankun Ring.

But for Flying Wonderland cultivators, the monastic resources stored in Wang Sheng's pendant can also be called "rich".

The old man Tianxian began to comment on it continuously:

"Little baby teacher is pretty good, I gave you so many spirit stones... These broken swords have no spirituality at all, why do you want this thing?

Hey, there is still wine... Gumm... Although it is not as good as Quanlin Niang, it has a special flavor, not bad, not bad.

It's a pity, you met the old man and disturbed the old man's rest. How many years has the old man not been able to sleep peacefully? I was also disturbed by you little doll!

Really, if it weren't for the time when there is a shortage of manpower, the old man sees that your physique is not bad and can withstand the toss, so I just beat you to the teeth. "

During the speech, Wang Sheng could only close his eyes and sigh, but did not say anything.

The old man Tianxian stroked his beard, glanced at Wang Sheng, and asked calmly, "Is this resignation to fate?"

Wang Sheng didn't answer, just closed his eyes and waited, with an expression of wanting to kill or scratching his head.

The heavenly old man smiled, lifted Wang Sheng up, and then jumped forward. Wang Sheng saw the light and shadows around him rotating rapidly. He didn't know how far he had flown, but the scene of the ancient battlefield was all around him.

Soon, he saw a piece of 'land' shrouded in the light of the formation, and the diameter of the entire spherical formation exceeded a thousand miles.

Within the large formation, the land structure inside can be seen to be in the shape of an iceberg, with a sharp corner above and a nearly complete cone below.

There are quite a few figures moving on the 'land' above, and there are also many figures hanging around the 'cone' below, as if they are digging rocks.

Wang Sheng only observed for a few seconds, and was carried into the formation by the old man.

For a moment, Wang Sheng felt an inexplicable coercion. This coercion did not emanate from the old man, but from the iceberg-structured land itself.

The coercion given to him by the immortal old man is the coercion of the realm, and there is also a kind of oppression similar to the "natural enemy of the race", which is very strong, but the level is not too strong, and Wang Sheng's Dao Heart can resist it.

But the coercion given to him here comes from the trembling of his own way...

There must be a great supernatural being who fell here, and when he fell, he was extremely unwilling, leaving behind a strong Dao vibration!

There is a high probability that a treasure is hidden in a place like this!

Uh, let's not talk about heavy treasures or not, it may not be useful if you take it, how to get out of it is serious...

"Elder Long, who is this?"

A respectful shout came from ahead, and Wang Sheng realized that he had been lifted directly above the land and landed in front of a small house.

The immortal old man threw Wang Sheng over casually, and rolled on the ground for two weeks like a salted fish. Immediately, two monks in armor stepped forward, one left and one right suppressed Wang Sheng's whole body with immortal power.

'Yuan Wonderland, middle and late stage. '

Yao Yun's thoughts were transmitted to Wang Sheng's heart, reminding Wang Sheng not to act rashly.

The celestial old man stroked his beard and smiled, "There is a short-sighted boy from the fairyland who disturbed the old man's rest. His physical strength is not bad. I will send it to you here. Let's make do with it."

"Thank you, elder, for your concern," a middle-aged scribe bowed his head, looked down at Wang Sheng, saw through Wang Sheng's cultivation at a glance, and nodded in satisfaction.

The scribe said to the elder Tianxian: "Elder Long, please also remove the restraint on his primordial spirit, the younger generation just put the restraint on him.

If his primordial spirit is imprisoned, it is not easy to enter the mine. With his state, it may be difficult to move a single step down there with his physical body alone. "

"It's fine, you can deal with it yourself, the old man has gone outside to guard," the old man stroked his sleeves, and the restrictions around Wang Sheng's Yuanshen disappeared immediately.

Then, the old man yawned and continued: "Remember, be careful when you go out to catch people, don't ruin your reputation."

"Elder, don't worry, we will proceed with caution."

Soon, the old man jumped up with a cane, and his figure disappeared into the formation.

Then, the scribe looked down at Wang Sheng with a bit of contempt in his eyes.

"Let's deal with it first. Throw him anywhere and let him recover by himself. This state...is useless. Go outside and dig the wall."

"yes!"

The two Yuanxians in armor agreed, and swiftly handcuffed Wang Sheng, then lifted Wang Sheng casually and threw him into a wooden cage in the corner.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Sheng didn't say a word, until the two primordial immortals left without even looking at him, his dim eyes showed some light...

On this day, Daoist Wang finally knew that the Flying Wonderland he cultivated through so much painstaking efforts...was not even qualified to be a miner.

These days, it is true that moving bricks requires a diploma.

( = )