Immortality begins with the sword of ignorance

The son of the Black Dragon King was excited and felt that the Dragon Palace was still leaning towards the water tribe like him.

Zhong Cang... also thinks so.

However, he ignored the Black Dragon King's provocation and instead looked at the Dragon Lord in the center and the great water demons surrounding him.

After a glance, Zhong Cang made up his mind.

Zhong Cang, who had no intention of taking action immediately, made a decision and watched coldly.

…

Zhong Cang was silent, the human race's real person, the water demon descendant, and the dragon son, but the dragon girl would not be like this.

After Prime Minister Turtle's voice came out, they flew into the sky, preparing to use various means to cause the wind and rain to gather.

Among them, most of the methods used by real human beings are to set up altars and use altar rituals to activate the power of heaven and earth to gather wind and rain.

The demon clan heirs, Long Zi, and Long Nu use simpler and rougher methods.

They want to use their talents to control the wind and rain.

Because the world is big and vast enough, the stage prepared by Dragon Palace can allow more than ten people to control the wind and rain at one time.

However, just as the others were about to activate their spells, the son of the black dragon, who was highly hostile to Zhong Cang, suddenly called out Zhong Cang's name.

"Who is Zhong Cang? I have always heard that you are the top talent of mankind. Why don't you come out and see me for this competition?"

This shout focused the attention of many people on Zhong Cang.

Some of the Shui Tribe heirs even laughed happily at the misfortune.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you are strong. No matter how powerful your attack power is, you can rival Grandpa Long in terms of controlling wind and rain..."

"Not to mention Master Longzi, Master Black Dragon's rain-calling technique is beyond the reach of even that human being."

"Water and sky, this is the authority of our dragon clan..."

"You didn't even play, that guy, you won't be afraid..."

Yesterday's Jianming shocked many people.

Today, I found out that I could 'surpass' Zhong Cang, which made many people laugh wantonly, wanting to ease the fear in their hearts.

Hearing such a voice and realizing that Dragon Palace did not send anyone to stop it, Zhong Cang's expression became even more indifferent.

There was no intention of ending, sitting on the high platform, Zhong Cang was like a god, looking down at the group of monks, monsters, and those majestic dragons who were preparing to go on stage.

After looking around, Zhong Cang's voice rang out faintly.

"Why didn't you end up? Isn't it easy to guess the reason? You are too weak to let me make a move!"

"?!!"

This answer was obviously beyond the expectations of the son of the black flood dragon.

Because he didn't expect Zhong Cang to taunt him mercilessly, the son of the Heijiao, who was born quite high, didn't even react immediately.

After a while, when he realized it, endless rage filled his body and mind.

"Asshole, you..."

He wanted to curse, but the moment he met Zhong Cang's eyes, the son of the black flood dragon was like a chicken being strangled by the neck, unable to utter a single sound.

The anger accumulated in his heart was instantly extinguished as if a book of ice water had been poured on it.

It's not that he's not tenacious.

It's because Zhong Cang's spirit is too strong.

The spirit of Jindan already crushed the foundation-builder cultivators, and Zhong Cang had completed the road of invincibility, and his spirit had a sense of overlord.

This idea strongly suppressed the soul of the son of the black flood dragon, making him dizzy for a few breaths when he looked at Zhong Cang.

And after waking up, he didn't dare to speak harshly—when the thought of fighting with Zhong Cang arose in his heart. The son of the black flood dragon discovered that the sword cry from yesterday had actually reappeared from his memory.

What made him even more horrified was that when the sound of the sword resounded in his mind, a long sword, like a flower in a mirror or the moon in water, slowly emerged in his mind.

[Yujing Tianlou Twelve Tones · Reverberation of Sounds]

Feeling the fierce sword intent in his heart, he had an inexplicable realization.

"If this sword attacks, I...will die!"

Staring at the long sword, the son of the black flood dragon did not dare to move.

…

"???"

"what happened?"

"That guy Hei Lin, when did he change his gender?"

It was found that the son of the black flood dragon was furious by Zhong Cang, but he didn't dare to say a word of cruelty. This appearance made some people puzzled.

However, ordinary monks can't see it, but the demon kings on the high platform can find the clue.

Finding that his son was captured by the sword intent and did not dare to move, the Black Flood Dragon King snorted coldly.

"snort!"

Such a cold snort, like a dragon chant, and like thunder.

This voice crushed the projection of the sword intent in the mind of the son of the Black Flood Dragon, and released him.

At the same time, the icy voice of the Black Flood Dragon King also echoed between heaven and earth.

"Zhong Cang, today's competition is about summoning wind and rain, not fighting!"

Stared at by the demon king, Zhong Cang's expression remained unchanged.

"I know, but no matter what, they are trash. By the way, I didn't mean to target your son..."

"???"

The last sentence made the King of the Black Flood Dragon a little dazed, he didn't expect that Zhong Cang would give in.

However, just as he was thinking this way, Zhong Cang's voice continued to ring.

And the next voice stunned even the demon king.

"I said yes, the monks below are all rubbish!"

"???"

"!!!"

"Arrogance!"

"Do you think you are invincible?"

"Zhong Cang, I'm ready to challenge... let's try to control the wind and rain!"

Face to face, he unabashedly mocked all the young people as trash. This time, everyone present was scolded.

Such angry remarks naturally caused the younger generation to riot.

Noisy for a duel with Zhong Cang... No one dared to duel with Zhong Cang, even the son of the third prince, although his face was ashen and his fists were clenched, he did not dare to challenge lightly.

However, they did not have the courage to fight Zhong Cang.

But the descendants of the demon clan who clamored to compete with Zhong Cang to control the wind and rain were unknown.

Hearing such a voice, Zhong Cang did not refuse this time. He said calmly: "I promise you."

Seeing Zhong Cang agree, several people immediately prepared to stand up.

In the end, the first one to stand up was the son of the black dragon with a dark face and a scary look.

He was angry at Zhong Cang, but also extremely afraid of him. This time he didn't do anything wrong, he just said in a cold voice: "You go first, or me first!"

"It doesn't matter who comes first, but I don't like rain very much..."

"In my name, Zhong Cang, I decree: There will be no wind or rain today, the sky will be clear and the moon will be bright!"

"Buzz!"

As Zhong Cang's edict was issued, a special rhythm and fluctuation spread between heaven and earth.

Feeling the special rhythm, Zhong Cang nodded with satisfaction. Then, he looked at the son of the black dragon and said casually: "It's your turn."

"???"

The son of the black dragon did not respond to Zhong Cang's words, 'It's your turn'.

He was already stunned because of Zhong Cang's previous operation.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, hehe..."

As Zhong Cang smiled, his voice suddenly changed from indifferent to cold, sharp, and extremely domineering!

"It means that without my permission, you young generation, no matter if they are humans! Demons! Or dragons! Today, not even a drop of rain can condense!"