Since the Emperor of Humanity has subdued the world, demons and monsters have disappeared. The real dragon has not appeared in the world for a long time. I can only occasionally find some of their faded scales and rolling stones. All of them are good materials for refining weapons. At this moment, a real dragon has emerged from a bronze coffin that has no tablets in the Life and Death Impermanence Sect!

Its head was almost filled with the hall, and its body, covered with blue-gray scales, was hidden in the coffin, hidden in the depths. It would be many miles long. The terrible foul air around it was as rich as the essence and illusion, which made the master who was surrounded by blood and yellow mist feel the coldness from the soles of his feet, and his soul involuntarily paralyzed, as if facing the superiors and the infinite death.

The True Dragon Clan has a strong body and strength when it is born. As long as it is adult, it is equivalent to the magic body of a great demon and will continue to grow in the later stage. It is generally at the level of earth immortals, there are many celestial immortals, and even legendary and above powerful powers. However, the true dragon of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect is not outstanding, it is just normal, it is equivalent to the remains of earth immortals, but it is stronger than ordinary earth immortals.

More importantly, in the Middle Ages, the sect leader of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect spent a lot of resources and manpower to discover the remains of this true dragon, and tried to transfer his soul consciousness into the dragon body before sitting in the transformation, replace the weak wisdom it reborn, and reverse life and death. Unfortunately, there were only a few similar cases. The sect leader failed without surprise, but the remains of the true dragon also underwent subtle changes. Compared with the living dead, the zombies that had not yet reborn, and the undead who had not had high spiritual intelligence after reopening, they all seemed much smarter. They would not kill each other without discrimination after losing control, and could exert the strength of almost earthly immortals.

But it is also a flaw. Every time you "awaken" you need a sacrifice, otherwise it will not last long. Moreover, the dead spirit is too heavy. Once you leave this small thousand realm, it will immediately attract a terrible punishment of heaven, which can't be withstood, so you can only be used as a sect to keep it and cannot be taken out.

roar!

The true dragon opened its mouth and made a dragon roar. All the skeleton zombies in the entire tomb world fell down one after another. Even Meng Qi felt a brief sense of loss of consciousness. If it weren't for the Yuanxin Seal and the solemn self, this shocked situation would have been maintained for one or two breaths.

This is the real "dragon roaring wildly"!

The true dragon's head tilted. With a sudden suck, the bronze coffin containing the body of "Yincao Fujun" flew into its mouth.

This is a sacrifice, the Dharma body as a sacrifice!

The Impermanence of Life and Death Sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and the Dharma-body people who have produced have been far better than those of the Shaolin Zhenwu sects, and are characterized by manipulating corpses and refining corpses. Normally, there are countless "Dharma Body Corpse Kings" preserved, but they have encountered several disasters of extermination of the sect. Each time they need to release this "Arctic True Dragon" and the "foundation" in the bronze coffin on the right, and consume all the accumulated Dharma-body corpses, just like now.

Wow, the cold wind was everywhere, and the ancient tombs were covered with a layer of ice. The blood was clear and yellow, and it seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years.

The real dragon flew out of this ancient tomb, coiled its body for several miles. It explored its claws, crossed dozens of miles away, and grabbed Su Wuming. The airflow around it frozen, either dark blue, light blue, colorless, snowflakes, or ice, and nothing else except them, it seemed that it could solidify everything.

But Su Wuming was not affected at all. He was like a strange ghost or a god who was tall, watching the ice crystal ball frozen in a radius of hundreds of miles on nothing, appearing directly behind the Arctic real dragon. His body collapsed into reality, slashed under the long sword, and changed subtly, wandering between many illusory "slits", as if deconstructing something.

The earth fire Fengshui breaks when the sword is met, and the four symbols are unbalanced, like boiling boiling water, Guru Guru destruction affects the surroundings, as if back to the era when the world was opened up, and the earth fire Fengshui was not suppressed. The "Taishang Sword Sutra" is the "Early Heaven and Earth" of the nine killing moves.

Ziziz! The long sword slashed the back of the true dragon's head, dragging a sword mark down, rubbing out a dazzling red fire and dazzling lightning, molten the ice, breaking through the blue, and decomposing the earth fire Feng Shui.

But the real dragon has a strong body, and its scales are only slightly worse than those of the same level of magic weapons. It is hard to bear Su Wuming's sword, but the scales are rarely broken. It turns its head and spews out a stream of green ice. Wherever it passes, it is gloomy and green, full of death intentions, as if the Nine Nether Yins' Yin Cao has come, and Su Wuming has "raised" again, floating, vague, difficult to touch, everywhere, and it is ineffective to hit.

As a human immortal with legendary characteristics, he completely suppressed this true dragon that was almost the strength of the Earth Immortal. From time to time, he appeared beside the Emperor of Netherworld, slashed at his coffin, and stood in the unfinished formation from time to time. The sword light spread to Ruyi to prevent it from recovering. He really "encircled" the entire Life and Death Impermanence Sect with one person's power.

Meng Qi held the Huangquan hand bone in his left palm and the Lingbao Fire Sword in his right hand. After Su Wuming broke through the formation, he no longer stopped him and pulled out, stepped on his feet, his body retreated, and his back was facing the Red-Furn Corpse King. His trajectory was floating, but his momentum was very heavy.

when!

Meng Qi's right hand trembled slightly and turned around with the momentum. A scar appeared on the fist of the Red-Feded Corpse King. The sun's true fire burned the red-Fed, squirting out like a flowing flame, swallowing and burning the disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect.

The black corpse aura on the surface of the red-haired corpse king's body was cold and heavy, and it suppressed the sun's true fire. With a roar, his body became bigger and more than ten feet long. His momentum became more and more terrifying. His fingernails popped out, sharp and sharp, dark, and his death was deep. He died when he touched it, and he was close to the divine weapon.

Each nail is like a long sword, each with changes, connected into one, grabbing Meng Qi, covering the sky and leaving no room for dodging.

Meng Qi's long sword hangs obliquely, and his body expands. Not only that, his will and his beliefs suddenly burst out, penetrated through his body, penetrated every tiny part of the soul, penetrated every drop of blood and bone every inch of skin, and even penetrated into smaller structures. These blood skin structures seem to be given spirituality, each breathing, and each forming a whole in the most appropriate and suitable way.

With a bang, Meng Qi's aura rose, like a scorching sun coming here, dispelling the evil and sweeping away the filth. Although they were both more than ten feet high, in front of him, the Red-Furred Corpse King actually felt a small feeling, and his aura was suppressed.

It has low intelligence, ambiguous mind, and its momentum depends entirely on instinct. How can it compete with Meng Qi, who is good at this?

As early as three months ago, when he was rafting in the East China Sea, Meng Qi was calm and his will was born, so he had the power to enter the ninth heaven. However, he had never tried to break through and suppressed it until now. Once it erupted, it was like a volcano gushing, urging its momentum to an unparalleled feeling.

Zombies are not living dead people, and they are not restrained by the changes of heaven and earth, so they cannot take advantage of themselves.

Squeak, Meng Qi's flesh and blood, bones and the primordial spirit are blended again, and he has stepped into the ninth heaven. Facing the attack of the red-haired corpse king's ten nails, the long sword pushes outward, and a red golden light surges out, as if the light of the sun shines on this world over and over again, softly splitting the two claws. Then, the long sword turns from horizontal to downward slash, and a red sun lands slowly!

Boom Boom Boom Boom!

The "Red Sun" crashed into the arms of the corpse king. The explosion continued to blow it away, igniting it all over, like a torch, and its whole body was broken. It was finally time to get rid of this knife, and was caught up by Meng Qi and then killed again.

The momentum was suppressed, and the divine weapon was no worse than its body. The power of the Nine Heavens Adding the Heavenly Sphere and Earth was slightly stronger than half a step. Meng Qi was no worse in hard power and even more soft power. The Corpse King was naturally in an extremely embarrassing manner. He could only defend and could only be slashed again and again by the long sword. Extremely deep wounds appeared in the body as strong as a Vajra.

Emperor Netherworld relied on the forbidden method of the ancient tomb and the bronze coffin to block Su Wuming's attack, revealing his huge body, replacing his own bones with the bones of the yellow spring.

At this moment, he felt Mr. Lu approaching and couldn't help but tilt his head and roar:

"Then let's die together!"

With a move of his hand, the bronze ancient coffin on the right without a tablet was opened quickly. There was a body with black bones and bloody yellow flesh lying inside, with two horns on his head, filled with the breath of a god.

A shaking, a phantom of the bloody river appeared above the coffin.

This is a innate corpse found by the Impermanence of Life and Death. It was refined by the secret method of Huangquan and fed with evil ghosts. It tried to create another "Huangquan Evil God", but in the end it was shameful, leaving only a "ghost and god" who could not stand the light of heaven. Its strength is comparable to that of the earth immortal, and it can only see the "Heaven".

The corpse sat up, and its majestic breath rippled around, and its mouth opened. The red-haired corpse king who was fighting hard with Meng Qi suddenly flew out and fell into his mouth. With Meng Qi's current strength, he could not stop it!

The corpse flew out and faced Mr. Lu. At this time, Su Wuming once again besieged the True Dragon, the Netherworld Emperor and the Great Formation.

Emperor Netherworld blocked a move with the pen of life and death. He was no match for Su Wuming at all. He was injured. He stepped back and leaned on the last bronze ancient coffin.

"Then let's die together!" he said again, his voice turning cold.
Chapter completed!