010 Red blood golden dragon

open sea.

A certain island.

The teleportation array flashed with light, and a tall and sturdy figure appeared.

This person has long hair shawl, a tall and straight figure, his eyes are introverted, walking out of the teleportation array with the strides of a dragon and a tiger.

"Little Lord!"

Outside the teleportation array, several monks wearing the costumes of Zheng's disciples bowed and saluted.

"No need to be polite, you can do your own business."

Zheng Peng glanced around, and a spiritual light surged around his body. He suddenly jumped into the sky, transformed into a giant blue bird, fluttered its wings, emptied its wings, and flew away in an instant.

…

On the vast ocean.

A white jade boat sails through the waves.

Although it is traveling on the sea, its speed is no slower than traveling in the air.

On the deck, six monks were chatting, laughing and drinking, living happily and boldly.

Among the six people, there was a girl in a pink skirt. She was so charming and beautiful, and I felt pity for her when I saw her.

She stood up and exchanged cups with the other five monks, talking and laughing in an intimate manner.

"Although Dragon Fairy's boat is not capable of flying to the sky, it is more suitable for the environment here. It does not require spiritual stones, can be driven by refining water-based spiritual energy on its own, and has such speed. It can be described as a rare treasure."

One monk praised.

Long Ying'er chuckled: "Brother Xu, thank you. This time, Brother Xu and the five of you are exploring the Jindan Ancient Cultivation Cave. I don't know how many good treasures are waiting for you. Then don't look down on Ying'er's broken ship."

The monk surnamed Xu quickly said: "Why would Fairy Long be so unconventional? You have a share in exploring the Jindan Cave. The six of us will advance and retreat together, and each will get what he needs."

The other four people also responded one after another.

Long Ying'er's beautiful eyes swept over the crowd, Yingying bowed and said: "From now on, the Five Friends of Zhushan will be changed to the Six Friends of Zhushan!"

"Yes, yes!"

Five friends from Zhushan raised their glasses and drank.

"Thanks to the support of my brothers, Ying'er also has a big gift for you this time. Have your brothers ever heard of the Dragon Scale Fruit?"

Long Yinger smiled sweetly.

"Dragon Scale Fruit, is it the legendary treasure that can enhance the physical strength?"

Five Friends of Zhushan asked.

Long Ying'er nodded: "That's right."

"What does Dragon Fairy mean?"

"It was because Ying'er got the location of a dragon scale fruit tree that she went out to sea to look for it. It happened to be close to the place where several brothers went. Why don't we go get the fruit first and then go to the Jindan Ancient Cultivation Cave?"

…

Dragon Scale Island.

Pang Yue sat cross-legged in the void, and a red and white sword light swayed like a spiritual fish, making a dazzling trajectory around him.

Over the years, his swordsmanship has improved greatly.

In addition to the sword refining that can only be cultivated by Jindan monks, the other sword energy and thunder sounds, sword light differentiation, body and sword integration, and heart sword transparency have long been cultivated.

After obtaining the Fire Demon Killing Immortal Sword, his combat power has greatly improved.

At the same time, the speed of escaping light will be faster.

The Flame Demon Slaying Immortal Sword was refined by a master of the Golden Elixir of the Demon Fu Sect, and it is very consistent with the "Fire Demon Realm" practiced by Pang Yue. If the body and sword are combined into one movement to make the sword light fly away, I am afraid that no one under the Golden Elixir can catch up.

This is the way back.

In the past five years, he has also cultivated the Dragon Elephant Demon-Suppressing Fist Sutra to a perfect state. He has thirty-three Dragon Elephant True Skills and a huge strength of 3.3 million kilograms, which is already beyond the limit of a Dao-based body-refining monk.

With such great power, coupled with a punch speed comparable to the speed of sound, at this time, he could sink a small island with his physical strength alone.

Pang Yue thought that the only people who came to his door this time were the Zheng family, but unexpectedly, the first one who came to his door was a demon cultivator.

The man in golden robe walked out of the sea and circled the sky, his eyes fixed on the island in front of him.

"It really tastes like dragon scale fruit, but it's a pity it's not ripe yet!"

He was very cautious and did not enter the island rashly.

"With this result, I can trace back the true dragon's bloodline, improve my cultivation, and even surpass several brothers, and enter the golden elixir realm in advance!"

His eyes flickered, and he looked determined to win.

"Well... let's test it out first!"

He raised his trident, stretched his arms, and threw it!

laugh!

The heavy trident flew out of the air and crashed straight into the valley of Dragon Scale Island.

"well……"

The illusion formation was torn apart instantly by this huge force, revealing the bluestone courtyard and dragon scale fruit trees inside.

One hand reached out and grasped the trident firmly.

The man in gold robe was stunned at first, and then sneered: "Sure enough, there is a ghost, none of the human monks are reliable."

After saying that, he opened his big hand, and the power of gathering was gushing out, and he was about to take back the trident.

but……

The trident didn't move at all.

The man in the gold robe fell on the man with gray hair and Taoist uniform. Seeing that his cultivation was only at the third level of Daoji, he thought that the other man had trapped his magic weapon with a formation, so he shouted: "That Taoist, let go quickly.

Open the ban on this place, hand over the Dragon Scale Fruit Tree, and a certain family will keep your body intact."

In the bluestone courtyard, Pang Yue frowned.

"How did you attract the demon cultivator from the late Daoji period..."

The demon cultivator in front of me is full of energy and blood, and his demon power is extremely powerful. His cultivation has reached the seventh level of Daoji, and his momentum is overwhelming.

The man in gold robe once again used the secret technique to recall the trident, but found that his magic weapon was gently held in the hand of the Taoist in gray robe, motionless. No matter how many ways he tried, it was difficult to achieve success.

"It doesn't matter, you are just a monk in the early stage of Taoism. I will destroy your formation first!"

The man in the golden robe was so angry that he couldn't bear to say anything and directly revealed his true form - a golden dragon that was a hundred feet long.

"Red blood golden dragon!"

Pang Yue's face moved slightly. The red-blooded golden dragon was one of the largest demon clans in the outer sea. It was said that there was a demon king in his clan.

The Demon King corresponds to the Yuanshen realm in the realm of human monks.

At this moment, the red-blooded golden dragon flew into the air without saying a word, using its natal magical power, and suddenly rolled up a tsunami that filled the sky and headed towards Dragon Scale Island.

Hundred-foot-high waves roared in, pressing across the sky, threatening to destroy Dragon Scale Island.

Suddenly, the phantoms of five mountain peaks appeared, and within a radius of ten miles, the heaven and earth became silent, and the wind and waves disappeared.

The tsunami wave crashed into the shadows of the five peaks, causing a stalemate for a while.

The red-blooded golden dragon let out a high-pitched dragon roar, swooped down suddenly, opened its mouth and spat out golden flames, trying to refine the formation.

At this moment, his heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable sense of crisis surged into his heart.

Before I could take a closer look, I saw a gray divine light coming over me.

Jin Jiao was shocked, and watched helplessly as his demonic power was being chipped away, from the late stage of Daoji to the early stage of Daoji.

This is not over yet.

In front of his eyes, a red and white sword light flashed away.

It took a long time for the package name to sound like thunder.

"Sword Qi...Thunder Sound!"

The golden dragon uttered four words before he died, and the huge dragon head slipped down.

The wound is as smooth as a mirror.

In the deep sea thousands of miles away from Dragon Scale Island.

Inside the Dragon Palace.

The beautiful girl in a gold skirt moved her face slightly and raised her finger, but nothing happened.

"The silk holding the soul is broken..."
To be continued...