As September 9th approached, Ji Liao clearly felt the old dragon's aura appearing and disappearing, which was very consistent with the description of the Taoist scripture - "If it exists continuously, it will not be used diligently."

The waves of Dongting Lake are becoming clearer. Sometimes, the blue sky and white clouds can be clearly reflected on the lake. The old dragon is cutting off the connection with Dongting Lake, and Dongting Lake also uses this scene to bid farewell to old friends.

Ji Liao's spiritual cultivation has entered an extremely mysterious state, and he has a particularly profound experience of all this. He has always thought that although it is natural creation, it is not a creature. It should be a ruthless thing. At this moment, he truly feels the friendship between Dongting Lake waves for the Laolong.

The sentient beings of all things are not among the flesh and blood, but whether they have gods.

The "God" here is not a god, but a spirit, which is indescribable, and is even not born from heaven and earth. Like a token, if given a profound meaning, God will be born.

Human power is sometimes poor, but the spirit can explore infinite emptiness and no limits.

Ji Liao deeply realized that Qiantangjun’s ceremony of enlightenment had already begun, not on September 9th.

At the same time, he also felt that there were still several hidden auras in the Dongting Dragon Palace. It was difficult for him to notice before, but as he entered the current wonderful spiritual state, he noticed it.

These qi are profound and ancient. It is estimated that they are from the Holy Emperor List of Qiantangjun, including Buddhas, Taos, and demons. When he discovered these qi, the other party also discovered him and conveyed a friendly mood to him.

After he responded one by one, a murderous intent squeezed into the void, which was Chang Yi's breath.

The other party has a place in the void, and no one cares about others, nor does anyone care about her.

Ji Liao was even more different from her fighting spirit, because time is very precious now, and Qiantang Jun is just telling his own way without any concealment, like the ancient saint.

The Tao that Qiantang Jun realized was naturally not Ji Liao’s own way, but there are still many things to learn from to reflect himself and gain it.

Time passed by bit by bit, but the infinite mystery of the story was like a hand, which grabbed Ji Liao's heart, leaving him without time to be distracted and distracted.

Until one day, a true dragon appeared in the void, with its scales appearing silver-black, its fibrous roots are like spears and halberds, and its dragon's eyes are deep, hiding endless Taoist rhyme.

As soon as its aura was revealed, most of the creatures inside and outside the Dragon Palace fell to the ground and worshiped the real dragon.

Only Ji Liao and a few others were not disturbed.

When the true dragon ascended to heaven, Ji Liao's heart moved, and his spirit followed the way the true dragon was moving forward. Behind him, there were also many auras following him.

That day, there were many dangers, but if the real dragon opened the road, Ji Liao and the others followed closely, there would be no danger. Even so, occasionally the wind dissipated, it could wipe out the spirit. Those who had less cultivation would immediately suffer severe damage.

I don’t know how many thousands of miles of altitude, and no longer have the wind to block it, I directly enter the dark and vast world.

Ji Liao's heart suddenly broke out, and a desolate and bleak feeling filled his heart. He had watched this Taixu universe before, but it was the first time he had experienced it in person.

Looking back at the mountains and seas, they are like chickens, wrapped in the wind and clouds of the sky. When looking at the vastness of the universe, it is really hard to describe. The vastness of the universe sets up the real dragon like a grain of dust, not worth mentioning.

A dragon roar turned into a substantial spirit and impacted the void.

The space is rippling and water traces are vibrating.

The dragon horns are like an axe that opens the world, cutting through the void, a crack opens, and an ancient and desolate aura surges out from it. It is another world, mysterious and completely different from the aura of mountains and seas.

"Is that the Demon Realm?" Ji Liao said in his heart.

He even had an impulse in an instant and rushed into the crack, arrived at the demon world, looking for Ji Sheng.

But his reason told himself that it is not the time to enter the demon world now.

The real dragon transformed by Qiantang Jun is not as hesitant as Ji Liao, only decisive.

The nine-distance dragon roared, and the void also shook and responded.

The dragon horn pushed open a larger crack, and the dragon head was about to rush into it. Ji Liao suddenly remembered something, but forgot to ask the old dragon for dragon blood.

He has been immersed in the Taoist realm these days and has not remembered this.

If Lao Long left this world, he had no choice but to find the Dragon King of Dongting and Ao Tang to make do with it, because he was afraid that their bloodline would be impure and he would not be able to refine the magical medicine synthesized by the blood of the four spirits.

He was wondering whether to ask Lao Long for some blood with shame, but it was a first-class matter that someone ascended to the demon world and opened up the Pure Land, and might not be able to pay attention to him.

Ji Liao couldn't help but regret that when he wanted the magic circle, he should have been shameless and asked for the dragon's blood. But at that time, he thought that the days were still long and he was not in a hurry, so he didn't mention this topic.

"It's still not thick-faced enough." Ji Liao sighed inwardly.

He could only see the matter openly and did not fall into too much regret.

Ji Liao concentrated on observing the true dragon entering the demon world, and countless bright lights burst out at the entrance of the cave. It was the laws of the demon world that were preventing the old dragon from entering.

Qiantang Lord has unparalleled divine power, and a phantom of the divine king appears on the dragon horn, constantly exerting the extremely mysterious killing magical powers, breaking through all obstacles.

Every magical power is extremely magical and breathtaking.

Ji Liao was so excited that he watched it.

What he learned was mixed with the most exquisite essence of the three schools of Taoism, Buddhism and demons. His supernatural powers were rare, but Qiantang Jun was not inferior to him. His supernatural powers were complicated, and he had reached the point of returning to the essence.

The power of magic powers and the brilliant divine light of the law bring more fierce collisions.

Qiantangjun's speed of entering the Demon Realm was much slowed down.

This is more like a mortal trying to dig a corridor in a mountain, which is difficult to achieve overnight. Ji Liao thought that the next step was ink and wash skills, but as a result, two alien fruits were raised in the shadow of the God King emerging on the dragon horn.

One is a peach as big as a fist, and the whole body is filled with light Taoist energy, which gives Ji Liao a feeling, and is not much worse than the Taoist fruit he took that day. The other alien fruit looks a bit like a black jade gourd that has grown eyebrows, eyes, hands and feet, like a newborn baby, full of flesh and blood, and is smiling, that is the ginseng fruit.

Qiantangjun spit out simple and strange syllables from his mouth, and the two fruits turned into two breaths.

They are a clear air and a turbid air.

The clear and turbid flowed together, and immediately turned into a chaotic aura under the ancient syllables of Qiantangjun. The chaotic aura appeared, as if it could not be stopped, melting the divine lights of the laws that prevent Qiantangjun from entering the demon world.

Qiantang Jun's true body entered the demon world immediately faster, but the chaotic aura was also consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Qiantang Jun seemed to be unable to continue his strength.

"The heaven is clear, and the earth is calm.

The Vajra God put his hands together and took refuge in the Buddha, Dharma and Sangha."

A golden Buddha palm appeared out of thin air and pushed Qiantangjun.

"Old bald donkey, I won't thank you." Qiantang Jun laughed, the space was shaking like a wave of water, and the gap opened wide and could no longer stop Qiantang Jun.
Chapter completed!