Gouqu Mountain is filled with sunny scenery.

The Golden Thread Dragon patrols the mountains as usual, and for him, this time is the happiest.

As the spiritual beast of the mountain master, Jinzhijiao has a high status and is responsible for driving away all kinds of people who have entered Gouqu Mountain.

Now that the Tianhe Water Demons are completely wiped out, it is rare to have such a comfortable life.

The mountain master is in seclusion and practicing. The second young master goes overseas. The eldest young master has something to do and can take on the responsibility of guarding Gouqu Mountain. The only one who can take on the responsibility of guarding Gouqu Mountain is his Golden Thread Dragon.

"Passing the mountain!"

The Golden Thread Dragon roared in the language of its own race, and instantly rose to the clouds, patrolling around Gouqu Mountain, with its eyes emitting light and inspecting every corner of the mountain.

“Another normal day!”

The Golden Thread Dragon sighed, no one with no eyes broke in, and there were only movements of wild animals appearing in the mountains.

Everything is so natural, so...

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

A large piece of black light suddenly came from all directions, southeast, west and northeast. Among these black lights, big hands flew to the sky and surrounded the surrounding area of ​​Gouqu Mountain.

Things are not good!

The Golden Thread Dragon is not a good person. He has been suppressed under the Tianhe River for many years and has been influenced by the eyes and has become fierce and good at fighting.

He could tell at a glance that the person who came was not good and must have caused trouble for the master.

"The young master, the young master!"

He is called Hongluan. This female disciple is the only female disciple in the mountains, so he is the young master in the mouth of Jin Shijiao.

Fang Dou's five disciples had just expelled Yuan Ming, and Fang Yujing went out to sea. Baizhang had been in the barren mountain for a long time. There were only two people Xiu Tianci and Hongluan in the mountains.

As a great disciple, Xiu Tianci often went out for the sake of his sect, so he could only take care of Hongluan.

Jinxianjiao also knew that there was only Hongluan in the mountain at the moment, and she had to inform Fang Dou as soon as possible.

"Hurry, hurry, otherwise it will be too late!"

The tone of Jinzhijiao was full of horror. He saw big hands rising up in the air, as if breaking out of the ground, covering all directions of Gouqu Mountain.

The sky darkens at a speed visible to the naked eye. Once it gathers above the head, Gouqu Mountain will be completely isolated from the outside world through the trajectory of the movement of the big hand.

"The power of the cave heaven!"

The Golden Thread Dragon stared at these big hands, without any details of the palm pattern texture in the palm, and replaced it with vortexes of large and small sizes, exuding powerful power of the cave.

The purpose of the invading enemy is very obvious, and it is necessary to completely trap Gouqu Mountain with the power of the cave.

"The art of separation between the two realms."

And this is just the first step, and next, it will definitely be a killing game.

"Golden-lined dragon, what is the name of a ghost?"

When the Jinxianjiao heard that it was not Hongluan, he was secretly scolding. Why did he attract this guy?

A round and fat man was walking on the rugged mountain road, jumping and jumping over and over, and it was the merit of finding the furnace for the fragrance of the fragrance.

It is shameless to say that this magic weapon is shameless. It usually verbs, saying that he is the godson of the mountain master, and he is also considered a young master, and he also makes a sarcasm to Jinzhijiao.

The Golden Wire Dragon ignored him at all and usually regarded the merits and fragrance furnace as air.

At the critical moment, I didn't expect the other party to make trouble. Jinxianjiao was furious, "Get out quickly, a strong enemy is coming, you must inform the mountain master."

"You worm, you look down on your godfather too much."

"The entire Gouqu Mountain is a thing in the godfather's hand. What kind of kinetic energy can be hidden from him?"

Gongde Xunfang Lu shook his head, "Do you really think you are the mountain guarding spirit beast?"

"With your tiny ability, what mountain can you guard?"

The golden thread dragon was about to explode, but the top of his head suddenly darkened. It turned out that eight big hands had gathered above his head, connecting them to each other, completely covering the last sky.

The last breath from the outside world was completely cut off.

The Jinxianjiao felt that the surroundings were quiet, and only his own breathing sounds were left around him. The more quiet it was, the more murderous he seemed.

It is no joke that the enemy mobilizes a lot of troops like this.

"Golden thread dragon and Defang, all retreated into the mountains!"

brush!

A light appeared out of thin air, and the golden thread dragon had a flash in front of him, and he saw Fang Dou appear in front of him.

Fang Dou followed Hongluan, looked at the eight big hands above his head, and nodded secretly, "It's indeed a big deal!"

The owner of each big hand is at the peak of Chaoyuan, and the reincarnated immortal takes action.

With such a huge scene, only Taoism has such a foundation.

"Taoism has taken action!"

Fang Dou had an enlightenment in his heart. He had long thought that there would be such a day, but when he really came, he felt a little sudden.

In the Taoist style, taking action will inevitably lead to an absolute advantage. When taking action, it will be thunderous and not give the other party a chance to turn the tables.

It is conceivable that the Yashu Mountain in front of you is just an appetizer, and a real big meal is coming soon.

Fang Dou sighed and said to Hongluan, "You go back too!"

Hongluan has not yet become a sword immortal, so it would be useless to stay by his side.

“Master…”

Hongluan was worried. She couldn't help her with the senior brothers who were not around.

"Go quickly!"

Fang Dou sent Hongluan away and felt relieved. Now he could defend without any scruples.

Then, his eyes fell on the eight big hands, and he saw countless vortexes appearing in his palms. It seemed that Taoism had invested a lot this time.

Behind the eight big hands, at least twenty caves of heaven were mobilized, and the resources spent were so much more difficult to measure.

Fang Dou thought to himself that he had definitely offended Taoism, otherwise he would not be able to understand Taoism so crazy.

After all, Fang Dou once weighed the situation. At present, the three families have entered the game, but the Taoist situation is the least optimistic.

According to his estimate, the first thing Taoism needs to solve is to find its own candidate for the Emperor of Heaven, rather than to find a party to fight to the death.

But Taoism chose this most unlikely plan and attacked Gouqu Mountain.

"Since that's the case, water comes and soil comes and soldiers come and they come and they stop them."

Fang Dou smiled freely, his cuffs danced, and a fairy sword broke out into the air.

The power of reincarnation poured into the sword blade, flew out, drawing a straight track without any deviation, and the big hand in the middle and southeast direction.

Compared with the big hand, the Fairy Sword is extremely weak, and it is not even as good as a hair on the back of the hand, but it exerts amazing lethality.

As the sword light flashed, the vortexes leaning against the surroundings were destroyed one after another. With the destructive power of destruction, the immortal sword directly penetrated the big hand.

The next moment, Fang Dou frowned.

After piercing through the big hand, the opposite side is not the outside world, but the deep and bottomless world.

"hiss!"

Fang Dou took a deep breath. Taoist made a lot of money. In addition to the cave heavens that were mobilized on the surface, he also prepared more cave heavens as reserve forces.

As soon as he broke through a cave, there will be a continuous supply of caves.

Sure enough, the pierced hand squirmed a few times, and more power from the cave was added.

The fairy sword retreated in time, otherwise it would be swept into it and lost in the overlapping cave heavens.

"What a Taoist, do you really have the awareness of slaughtering a chicken?"

Fang Dou smiled and kept a fairy sword by his side. He had not used it for many years. He did not expect to be forced to draw his sword today.

Don’t you understand that the passive sword is the most hurtful sometimes?
Chapter completed!