/s时pt> Three incense sticks have passed again, and the shouts of killing are getting closer and closer, and the sword light in the formation has gradually become weaker.

Zuo Shaoqing couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword, but the one-square-meter rock he had established was a hub of the mountain gate magic circle, but he could not do it. But he could still manage so much at this time.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think about what Chen Lian would do here.

But he couldn't guess that he really didn't have the magical powers of cultivation, and his will to no longer be able to wind around the east, west, south and north.

Someone was faster than Zuo Shaoqing. He was a middle-aged Taoist, with black hair spreading and his Taoist bun had already been opened. He held a long sword in his hand, and then rushed over. With a sword that had been selfless, he broke through the air, and the sound of a huge shrimp head, along with the white shrimp meat, was thrown high in the air and then fell down.

It was the river water that was exhausted. This middle-aged Taoist who had always devoted himself to the sect showed the bloodiness of a sword cultivator at this time, just like his other brothers.

A lightning suddenly appeared and broke into the surging water. For a moment, the demon soldiers shouted to kill him and shook the sky, and they could not even drown the sword light.

I don’t know how many flesh and blood fly, the sword light lit up, and the vast whiteness was covered, even the last light of the sunset was hidden.

When the yellow dragon in the sky saw the sword light, it was unrivaled among the aquatic races.

The dragon's eyes suddenly had a cold light and he sneered: "I won't play with you anymore."

His dragon waved his tail and slapped it on the water. He rolled up huge waves, carrying the essence of the sunflower, like a covered wall of iron and iron, and there were countless layers, hitting the mountain gate, shaking the mountain.

The magic circle lit up the light curtain, and it only blocked for a moment, and then it randomly shattered.

Seven light curtains appeared in succession, and seven light curtains were broken in succession.

Zuo Shaoqing didn't care about the other fellow disciples. Seeing that Huanglong was constantly approaching, and there were also water waves as hard as a Vajra, he didn't know how many peers died and the other party's aquarium.

This Huanglongzi is so vicious that he is really inseparable from the enemy.

Perhaps in his eyes, those aquariums are just grass mustards.

The sword light rose again, killing dozens of demon soldiers around him, carrying the bloody aura and rushing through the sky. At this moment, Zuo Shaoqing really thought that there was no obstacle in the world that could stop him.

Even the yellow dragon was about to be split by his sword light.

Yunshui True Light Sword. It produces endless magic power, one level and one level, and the subsequent power is infinite.

At this moment, he finally understood the endless sword intent of clouds and water and understood the true method of the ancestor.

The surging waves are harder than fine iron, and nothing is indestructible, but when the essence of Kui Shui encounters the sword body, it is sucked away by it, just like Zuo Shaoqing's sword body is a sponge that can absorb water.

Zuo Shaoqing felt that his magic power was becoming more and more solid. He flowed through the acupoints of his body, and his body's power was enough to split the mountains. The countless aquatic races in front of him disappeared, and together with Huang Longzi, they were killed and destroyed.

The long sword light is like clouds and water across the sky, extraditioning the sky river, endless.

The real dragon transformed into Huang Longzi just roared and rushed into the clouds without any change.

On the lonely boat in the distance, Yanxu was wearing white clothes, which was whiter than the white clouds in the sky. He was holding a gourd carved with blood jade in his hand, and he kept getting blood evil spirits. He crawled into the gourd, perhaps because there was too much evil spirit. This blood jade gourd seemed to have blood dripping down.

He looked at Zuo Shaoqing with a smile. He was such a little genius. His sword light seemed to have a bit of a mysterious smell.

What is the taste of Qingxuan? He thought about it and probably used the mind to generate the Dharma and appreciate the true meaning of Tao.

Unfortunately, what's the use of this? The sword curtain is as vulnerable as the light curtain of the mountain guard formation. Even if the Yunshui True Light Sword is practiced to the level of Zuo Shaoqing, it will not be as angry as the true dragon.

Yan Xu thoughtfully: If it were Tianhe Sword Technique, you could take a look.

Zuo Shaoqing was hardly resisted by Longjiao, and directly smashed the sword light of the body protection, and crashed into the mountain together, just shattering the huge rock at the hub of the mountain protection formation.

The entire formation was immediately broken, and the huge waves of the Qingshui River continued to spread upwards.

Huang Longzi couldn't help but be proud and defeated a sect with one person. This was a rare feat in the world of cultivation. I did it for him today, and I didn't put in much effort at all.

Drive the aquarium to continue to rush up, and the dragon's body moved and set up a surging water, like the ancient water god descending, with a vast power.

This kind of thought suddenly arose in his mind. The elder brother and the uncle always want to give both kindness and power, but without his pleasure, he would be disobedient and would be able to defeat him. If he had to resist, he would be able to destroy him.

The ancient dragon clan fought for dominance in the world and finally stood at the top of all creatures. He was already full of fighting spirits. He practiced the Dragon Transformation Art and possessed the blood of the real dragon, and inherited this temperament.

Besides, there is Yanxu's demon*, who is constantly subtly affecting him.

The body of a real dragon is hundreds of feet long. With a sweeping of the dragon's tail, a large area of ​​grass and soil on the hillside fell into the water, and it seemed that the entire mountain was as fragile as tofu blocks.

Yan Xu looked at Huang Longzi with contempt, which was also the reason why he didn't look down on Shangguang Qing. Even though it was true, Yuming Immortal Lord was a bit hypocritical, and such a fool as Huang Longzi were filled with the door.

It is enough to choose disciples and look at qualifications. As for the cultivation of mind and nature, although there are some, there are no such things as Qingxuan attaches as much importance to them.

If one sect can produce five earthly immortals, it is also a blessing.

Although Guangqing has twelve true cultivations, there is probably only one who has the hope of achieving immortality, and the rest eleven are waste.

But if there are no such waste, how can he use it for him? Two more Shen Lian and Chen Jianmei will give him a headache. Although he is not afraid of challenging difficult things, he is more willing to do things easier by nature.

Suddenly, Yanxu frowned. He really didn't want to be bothered, so the trouble came.

A colorful cloud suddenly floated from the sky, bursting out thousands of golden lights, shining on the mountains and rivers.

The dragon scales reflected by the Yellow Dragon Son are shining.

The golden light seemed to have a magic power, which made Yanxu extremely uncomfortable, just like ice and snow encountered sunshine.

Not only did Huang Longzi feel uncomfortable, but the golden light shot down and turned into ropes and twisted towards him.

As long as he moved a little, he would have tens of millions of pounds of strength, but the golden light was invisible and qualitative, and he was very tough and could not easily break free.

Huang Longzi was knowledgeable and noticed that the golden light had a powerful force that pulled him, as if he had fallen into the world of Yanfu and could not be liberated.

This feeling of being trapped in the mud made him feel very uncomfortable.

The dragon roared, and the loud sounds broke a lot of the plants and trees in the mountain gate ahead. More water clans and Qingjiang Sword Sect disciples fainted, and the golden light around them were shaken away.

The extremely strong magic fluctuations erupted from Huang Longzi.

PS Thanks to the 11888 appreciation on the top of the Thousand Peaks of the drunken eyes, the leaves fall! The 588 appreciation on the 588 appreciation on the dark night, the 300 appreciation on the breeze, and the rewards on the lay Buddhist Fude, Xiao Xiaoxiao. (To be continued.)
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