Chapter 1221

At this time, those teenagers were nervously looking at the lake. They all held weapons in their hands, and some people trembled because of nervousness.

Even the young people seem to have cold sweat on their faces, as if they were facing a great enemy.

When Zhao Yuande landed on the island, the young man looked at him with vigilance.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" the young man felt Zhao Yuande's cultivation, which was a little relieved, but he still asked with a wary face.

Zhao Yuande was confused by him. This is the territory of Xuanji sect. It's natural for me to come here to experience!

He asked, "who are you and why are you here?"

"We belong to Xuanji sect, the disciples of the Song family!" the young man replied with a proud look on his face.

The Song family is a big family belonging to Xuanji sect. The old ancestor of the Song family is a supreme elder of Xuanji sect, so the Song family is actually equivalent to a branch of Xuanji sect.

In fact, there are many big families belonging to Xuanji sect. The more famous ones are the Song family, the LV family and the Wang family.

The ancestors of the three families are the supreme elders of Xuanji sect. The strong existence of Xianjun territory and the family are also full of talents. Even if they are separated separately, they are equivalent to an ordinary second rate immortal sect.

The five major forces in baihezhou, Xuanji sect, Tianyi sect, Sun family, Shentu family and Baidi palace, can be said to be the five immortal sects and first-class forces.

And below is second rate, third rate, fourth rate

Forces like the wave breaking pavilion are fourth rate.

"Hey! Since you are a disciple of the Song family, don't you know my clothes?" Zhao Yuande almost laughed angrily.

"You... Are you an external disciple of Xuanji sect? Alas! The flood really washed the Dragon King temple." the young man patted his head and looked embarrassed. "I'm a disciple of the Song family. Song Xinyuan doesn't know his brother's name?"

Zhao Yuande smiled faintly. He saw that the young man seemed to be a novice. He didn't come out to experience for several times.

"I'm Zhao Yuande, a disciple of the external sect. Today I received a mission from the sect to hunt and kill the ink scale dragon Jiao." Zhao Yuande didn't hide it.

"I see. We're also here to hunt the ink scale Dragon..."

"Come out! Come out! Big brother... It's out!" just at this time, bursts of low roars came from the lake.

Zhao Yuande felt that something was wrong. This breath was much stronger than the seventh level fierce beast mentioned in the mission of zhizong sect, and even exceeded the eighth level.

If it exceeds the eighth level, it is equivalent to the world of human beings. Moreover, the fierce beast has a huge body and infinite power. Even in the same realm, it is a little stronger than the combat power of ordinary practitioners.

Although Zhao Yuande received the task of external disciples, external disciples usually go in teams to pick up characters with this difficulty.

"Roar!"

Suddenly there was a huge wave in the lake. A huge head suddenly popped out of the water and bit at the Song family disciples.

The skull is tens of feet high, covered with dark scales, looks like a crocodile, and a high bulge on the top of the head looks like a large sarcoma. It should grow a single horn.

This is exactly the shape of the ink scale dragon Jiao, but it is described by zongmen as too big.

The disciples were all scared, and only a few of them clenched their teeth and attacked the big guy.

However, their cultivation was just in the realm. The attack fell on the head of the ink scale dragon Jiao, which could not hurt it at all, but also aroused its ferocity.

"No! This is a mutated ink scale dragon Jiao! Don't be wild!" Song Xinyuan, the young man talking to Zhao Yuande, was about to crack his canthus. The long sword in his hand shot a red glow and stabbed him in the head.

However, Zhao Yuande saw that the young man's accomplishments had just reached the sixth level of the field, and his attack might not pose a great threat to the ink scale dragon.

At that time, not only can these teenagers not be saved, I'm afraid even he himself will be eaten.

"Brother song, I'll help you!" Zhao Yuande couldn't die. He punched out, and a huge fire phoenix spread its wings and hit the head of the ink scale dragon Jiao.

Zhao Yuande's fist has been comparable to the attack power of the strong in the world. The fire phoenix soared and came to the ink scale dragon Jiao in an instant.

Ink scale dragon Jiao also felt a crisis coming, roared and spewed a water dragon out of his mouth.

"Bang!"

The water dragon and the fire phoenix collided with each other, and suddenly an earth shaking noise broke out.

The powerful impact force lifted all the teenagers who had just entered the field, which also made them escape.

Although the ink scale dragon Jiao blocked the fire phoenix, he was also beaten back by powerful forces. A sword light directly pierced the lower jaw of the ink scale dragon Jiao. Suddenly, blood gushed out like tide and fell from the sky.

"Roar!"

The ink scale dragon Jiao was injured and crazy. His huge body suddenly soared into the air. It was thousands of feet long.

Its huge body was thrown in the sky, and a thick and long tail swept directly towards the island.

The terrible force carried by the giant tail almost tore the void. There were bursts of explosions in the void. It seemed that this sound could wear the golden crack stone and fall into the people's ears. Suddenly, I felt dizzy.

Those song teenagers showed despair one by one. They didn't expect to encounter such a thing after a good trial.

At this time, even song Xinyuan is full of despair.

"It... It's at least the middle of the eighth order!" his voice was full of bitterness. The pride of hurting the other party with a sword was wiped out in an instant.

If this blow sweeps on his body, his body will burst and his flesh will be blurred. The best end is to leave a wisp of spirit that can be reincarnated and reborn.

"Sure enough, as the introduction said, the tail of the ink scale dragon Jiao has natural holes, and the holes will make a penetrating magic sound during high-speed movement."

Zhao Yuande could not help but frown slightly. The strength of the ink scale dragon Jiao was beyond his imagination. If he did not show his strongest combat power, these people would die. They were all Xuanji sect people. They should not die.

Now that you've done it just now, let's do it to the end!

"Brother song, take your people back!" Zhao Yuande shouted, and his body suddenly rose into a giant more than ten feet tall.

The giant round fist hit the tail swept by the ink scale dragon dragon.

"So powerful!" Song Xinyuan saw that Zhao Yuande suddenly broke out this kind of power, and his eyes suddenly showed a happy look. He dared not hesitate any longer. His body flashed in front of many younger martial brothers and sisters, swept his sleeves and swept them all into the lake.

While everyone fell into the water, the giant tail swept and hit Zhao Yuande's fist.