C875 (1/2)

Han Zhuzhou, Nanshan sword clan.

This is a small clan with hundreds of people. The patriarch is not good at the cultivation of FA Xiangjing, and there are not many masters.

This place is located in the remote area of the Middle Earth. Although there are some monks, they usually choose to live in seclusion, so it is very quiet.

But this day, the calm was completely broken.

”Lord, the black dragon appears again!” A disciple suddenly ran in and screamed.

Sitting in the main hall of the ancestral gate, the master of the sword clan of Nanshan suddenly shook his eyebrows and suddenly opened his eyes: ”quick! Open the gate and protect the mountain

In an instant, countless friars flew out from the surrounding area of Nanshan Jianzong, and a huge array shrouded the gate of Nanshan Jianzong.

Just after the formation of the great array, a loud noise came from a few miles in front of the mountain gate.

A black claw fell from the sky and smashed on the ground. A deep hole appeared instantly.

All around the avalanche of rocks falling on the mountain protection array, making a clanging sound.

A burst of smoke and dust dispersed, and Lu Yu's figure emerged from the edge of the pit.

”Too slow.” Lu Yu said lightly.

Not far from Lu Yu, a black dragon emerges and hovers in the sky.

Dragon Wuji is sitting on the dragon head at this time. A pair of tiger eyes stare at the landing feather fiercely, and there is a killing opportunity in his eyes.

”You can't hide for long.” The dragon is extremely angry and drives the black dragon toward the landing feather.

Between the electric light and the flint, the black dragon had already reached Lu Yu's face. Its claws tore at it, but it only scratched to the ground, leaving a shadow of Lu Yu.

At the same time, Lu Yu has already flown thousands of kilometers away.

”Boy, I must tear you apart!” Long Wuji's heart is full of anger.

He chased Lu Yu for a whole month!