"Shangxian, why are you here?"

At the first glance of Yang Cong, Ao Guang changed his melancholy expression and showed a festive look.

It made Yang Cong feel unwilling to expose Ao Guang.

"Old Dragon King, can I choose my weapons?"

"this......"

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang hesitated for a moment.

"Um?"

"Okay, OK, it's time for the immortal to come. The immortal has already prepared the immortal's weapons."

Ao Guang felt bitter in his heart. If no one was willing to make a statement to him, he would not have been so cowardly.

"Go and get the three thousand swords."

Immediately afterwards, the two shrimp soldiers brought up a long wooden box tremblingly.

"Please come forward and look at it."

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong walked to the wooden box and stretched out his slender jade hand to open the lock of the wooden box.

A weird wooden sword.

"This sword?"

Yang Cong looked at Ao Guang with some confusion, his eyes full of confusion.

"The Supreme Immortal, this sword is called the Three Thousand Swords. It is said that it can turn into three Thousand Immortal Swords, but the little fairy's power is very small and cannot use the true power of this sword."

"Three thousand swords? Three thousand immortal swords? Interesting. One sword breaks all the magic, and there are all dead souls under the three thousand swords."

Yang Cong reached out and took the weird wooden sword.

There are three thousand two words above the handle of the wooden sword, which is the name of this sword, the Three Thousand Swords.

There is a circular figure between the handle and the sword body, but although it looks weird, it has a feeling of Yin and Yang.

Yang Cong held three thousand swords and just as he completely held the three thousand swords.

His Yin and Yang magic actually started to operate automatically.

"It's true that's about what I thought."

The Eighteen Styles of the Unparalleled Sword Technique - Sword Slash

In an instant, three thousand swords in Yang Cong's hand were transformed into three thousand same magic swords in an instant.

However, unlike the three thousand swords in Yang Cong's hand, the rest of the transformed ones were flashing silver, and the wooden sword was dull and dull at this time.

But Yang Cong would not underestimate this wooden sword because of this. He always felt that this wooden sword was more useful, and it must be more than that.

With the three thousand swords, Yang Cong's ten thousand swords can double the power of the sword slash, which is enough for Yang Cong at present.

Ao Guang, who was standing aside, was shocked when he saw Yang Cong use the power of this sword and transformed into three thousand swords.

"The Supreme Immortal is indeed the Supreme Immortal, and the little Immortal admires it."

Although Ao Guang is the Dragon King of the Dragon Clan, he now has to lower his eyebrows in front of Yang Cong.

"Okay, I'm very satisfied with this sword, so I'll save you from procrastination."

Yang Cong glanced at Ao Guang and collected three thousand swords.

"Thank you, the immortal."

Ao Guang's mouth trembled, and in the end he just put on such a sentence.

"By the way, the Supreme Immortal, with three thousand swords, the little fairy also has a set of golden armor to give it to you."

"Golden armor?"

"Come here, bring it to the immortal."

A purple and gold armor worn by Yang Cong, which has a unique flavor.

Originally, this was for Sun Wukong, but now it fell into Yang Cong's hands in disguise.

"It's easy to leave for the immortal!"

After leaving the Dragon Palace, Yang Cong returned to Huaguo Mountain.

At this time, all the seventy-two cave demon kings had left, and only his monkey grandson were left.

"The king is back, the king is back."

When the monkey grandsons saw Yang Cong coming back, they all shouted happily.

"Boys, I'm back, you king, haha."

The weapon he just obtained and even showed off in front of the monkeys, naturally all the monkeys were extremely impressed.

In fact, Yang Cong also thought about getting the Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai needle. After all, the Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai is a magical weapon, which is stronger than any initiation.

But Yang Cong is really not suitable for using sticks.

Now that he has the sword, Yang Cong is actually satisfied. He knows that he can't force the Dragon King too much, and the Dragon King is also a forced person.

"Forget it, since you have three thousand swords, you naturally no longer need the Dinghai Divine Needle. With three thousand swords, it's enough."

What Yang Cong thought was that even if he wanted to take the Dinghai Shen Needle, he should take it away on the eve of leaving the world. This is safer.

"Come on, kids, drink and have fun!"

Drinking happily, Yang Cong got his new weapon today, so he was naturally happy.

.........

In the dark night, Yang Cong lay on the throne and fell asleep in his arms.

And it was under the moonlight that two fake figures suddenly appeared.

The two fake figures slowly turned into substance, and then they stood beside Yang Cong respectively.

But when she was asleep, Yang Cong, who was unprepared, had no idea at all. The two of them put a chain exuding the breath of death on him.

"Walk."

In a daze, Yang Cong seemed to hear someone calling him to leave and pulling him forward.

For some reason, Yang Cong was taken away by obeying himself without resistance.

And when Yang Cong came to his senses and opened his eyes, the world around him changed.

"here it is?"

Before Yang Cong could think about it, the two ghost faces on both sides of him pulled the iron chains wrapped around him and walked forward.

Yang Cong had now woken up. He quickly sensed the world around him. After seeing the situation around him, he still didn't know what was going on.

"Damn it, some little ghosts dare to bully me."

Yang Cong put all his strength into his body, and all the chains that were originally wrapped around him were broken.

“This is this…”

The two little ghosts who were revived looked at Yang Cong in shock.

"roll!"

Yang Cong waved away a golden light, and the two little ghosts were cut in half by Yang Cong and disappeared into the world.

"I'm still thinking about how to enter the underworld. Now I'm in. It's really a helping hand, haha."

Yang Cong immediately took out three thousand swords, grabbed a little devil, asked about the location of King Yama, and quickly rushed to the place he was going to - the Hall of Yama.

Along the way, many ghost soldiers appeared to stop Yang Cong, but they were all beaten to death by Yang Cong's sword.

The ghosts were dispersed by the three thousand swords, and the dispersed souls were absorbed by the three thousand swords, which surprised Yang Cong very much.

But just when he was confused, there were ghost soldiers and ghost generals in front of him who looked like floods.

"Come on, kill me!"

Yang Cong lifted the three thousand swords in his hand and rushed into the flood of Yin soldiers.

The sword light and sword shadows, the yin energy soared into the sky. Every minute and every second, dozens or even hundreds of Yin soldiers were sucked into the three thousand swords.

Finally, when Yang Cong killed the last ghost general, Yang Cong seemed to be in a different world.

"go!"

Yang Cong shouted loudly, and a black air was instantly washed out of his body. The black air fled in panic and disappeared into the entire dark world in an instant.

"The son of the turtle, I want to invade me, and I'm trying to die."
Chapter completed!