Master Yuanyu looked at the dragon shadow entrenched in the sky, his eyes dull, and murmured: "He is still alive... He is back! This is not an illusion, this is not an illusion!"
The leader of the witch ancestors, the old Taoist man in gray-white robes stroked his beard and smiled kindly when he heard the murmur of Master Yuanyu.
The old man knew the fate between Master Yuanyu and Lord Taihang, and knew that if Lord Taihang returned, he would be the most excited and excited.
In the torrent of spiritual power set off by the five elements of divine light, the picture of the creation of the world is outlined. The magnificent spiritual energy pours into the mountains, destroying enemies and bringing vitality. The entire Shiwan Mountains are brand new, with green mountains and green waters, and there is no longer filth. Even the body is connected.
All the spirits in the mountain can clearly feel that in the area where the light pillar falls, the intensity of the spiritual energy suddenly rises. The air seems to turn into an ocean of spiritual energy, soaking in it, making people unable to help but scream in comfort.
Thousands of years have passed, and those who witnessed the rise of the era will either become a handful of loess, or climb to the top of the palace.
Most of the young people did not recognize this behemoth that suddenly appeared, not to mention how powerful and amazing the power it created made them feel frightened. Even if the old and young people in the tribe explained that this red dragon was the history of the tribe,
It is recorded that the King of Taihang had good relations with the Holy King who protected the Li tribe. Knowing the origin cannot change the young people's feelings towards the Red Dragon. Just like a mortal facing a natural disaster, no matter how you tell that this natural disaster was your ancestor's
Friends are forgotten only after they have not been around for too long. People cannot calm down against the power that can easily destroy themselves.
The demon ancestors were even more frightened and bowed to the ground.
As for the little demons under the Demon Ancestor, they have long since prostrated themselves. All the demons said in unison: "Welcome the Dragon Lord! Welcome the Dragon Lord!"
The lifespan of demons is longer than that of humans. Not to mention demon ancestors, many of the demons have seen the true face of Lord Taihang. They recognized him immediately and put on a posture to welcome the king very naturally.
The beam of light disappeared, but the surging spiritual energy remained in the mountains and fields, and there was silence between heaven and earth for a long time.
The demons felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. They raised their heads and glanced at the sky, only to realize that the dragon king had already retracted into the clouds, and not a trace of the dragon's shadow could be seen from the ground. Even the thick clouds that had broken through had mostly closed in, and golden clouds were rolling in the sky.
, it is rare for Shiwandashan to welcome such a beautiful dusk.
The demon ancestors changed their words to the sky and said: "Best farewell to the Dragon King!"
The demons reacted and imitated the tone of the demon ancestor and shouted: "Best farewell to the Dragon King!"
The shouts were like a wave, spreading far away.
The momentum of the demons was so great that even the people of Li tribe began to shout like this. In the end, their chorus was more like a roar against this pale demonic disaster, and all kinds of humiliation and resentment were contained in this shout.
Among the peaks of Shiwanda Mountain, and then dispersed under the breeze of spiritual energy, just like the story that happened in reality. The creatures of Kyushu who lost Chengmian have been humiliated for too long. Today, when the Dragon Lord returns, they can see the light.
There is a future.
After shouting that they were tired and struggling, everyone looked into the deep pit.
There is only an ash-like residue, and fragments of the medicine gourd are still stuck in the dead soil.
"I'm going to die because of the medicine!" I don't know who shouted this first, and there were such excited shouts all over the mountains and plains.
"Zhang Yao Zhizu is dead! Zhan Yao Zhizu is dead! He was killed by Taihang Longjun, we won!"
The Demon Ancestors and Witch Ancestors looked at each other, and they all knew very well that Zang Yao Zu would not return to silence so easily.
But the old man who was the leader of the witch ancestors smiled and shouted with the people at the foot of the mountain: "You will die if you take medicine! We will live a good life!"
In the void, the waves raised by the Sea of Void reflected the outside world. The Hundred Thousand Mountains seemed to come to life at this moment, and the power of the dragon veins that had only been wasting away until it disappeared actually began to grow.
The giant whale swam across the waves. Li Xian stood on top of the giant whale. There was a small medicine man puppet lying in his palm. At first glance, it looked like a tattered doll. But looking at it as a doll, the medicine man puppet looked like
It's a bit too ugly. Li Xi'an didn't know when Zhan Yao Zhizu was replaced by the medicine man puppet. He originally planned to directly lower the Five Elements Divine Light outside the golden hoop, but Zhan Yao Zhizu seemed to have a premonition and prepared it in advance.
He put away the golden hoop, and then escaped from the Yufa obelisk and in front of his eyes.
The villain's face was beaten badly, and he wore a stiff smile, as if he was mocking Li Xi'an.
Li Xi'an closed his eyes and quietly felt the spirit in the medicine man's puppet. When he found that the five elements divine light was not the real person who relied on the medicine, he stopped his power and let most of the spirits in the five elements divine light shine.
The power was poured into the Hundred Thousand Mountains and turned into vitality, so there was still a spirit in the Medicine Man Puppet and it was not destroyed directly.
To be able to display such magical powers that can be confused with real ones, there is always cause and effect involved.
He wants the spirit in the medicine man's puppet to be used as a navigation mark to find the magic medicine.
After about a stick of incense, the image of Xiaoyao Minghai left the boundary of Shiwandashan in the void and swam to the west. Li Xi'an's feeling of escaping into the void in Kyushu was completely different from that in the universe.
It takes only a little effort to leave the realm of hundreds of thousands of mountains. If the free sea is like wandering in the universe, a stick of incense is enough to shuttle between the star fields. It can only be said that even if the sky is round and the place falls, it will still be magical.
The medicine man puppet fell from the magic circle made of golden flames. Li Xi'an picked it up and stored it in a jade tablet.
After a useless effort, no trace of the real body of the medicine man could be found from the spirit on the Yao Ren puppet. The connection between the two, even the spirit, was completely severed.
The magic power of using medicine to walk the feet is really powerful.
As for Chunyang Fuyou's previous reminder, Li Xi'an kept it in mind and did not repair the broken self-portrait. Instead, he directly shattered it and re-activated the power of wish reserved in the food immortals to shape it.
For Li Xi'an, the casting of the Self Statue is the easiest of all bone statues, not to mention that the power of will in the Self Statue was almost drained by walking around with medicine, and the damage was serious. It is reasonable to recast one. It is the Self Statue in
Even if there is any change, no flaw will be detected.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I saw that the Kunlun priest moved very quickly in Kyushu. Are there any ancient magical powers in Kunlun?" Li Xi'an asked Qingniao.
"The road to heaven." Qingniao replied, "Essentially, from any corner of Kyushu, you can open the road to heaven, climb to Kunlun, and open the gate to heaven to become an immortal. But if it's the other way around, Kunlun can open the gate to heaven anywhere and descend the ladder to heaven."
"It is precisely because of this ladder that I have witnessed many creatures die in front of me. They guard their homeland and are unwilling to leave even if they die. Moreover, in the previous situation, the ladder cannot be lowered as desired. Kunlun has no dragon veins and only an empty shell. The ladder
It cannot support too violent and chaotic spiritual power, so the unshakable have the opportunity to destroy the ladder. Once the ladder is destroyed, although the ladders in other places will not be affected, that area will be completely disconnected from Kunlun."
Qingniao looked a little painful, and she recalled the battle in the northern grassland.
The grassland was deserted and filled with Tianhe water. With the situation unable to be reversed, the priests evacuated. At the moment when the ladder to heaven was about to disappear, Jinghe Yuhuo suddenly appeared from the Tianhe River and stepped onto the ladder. Tens of thousands of star-shaped fish dragons guarded him as he ascended.
The road to heaven and the ladder to heaven were forcibly fixed, and the priests could only watch as Jinghe Yuhuo gradually approached. At that time, Qingniao was already prepared for a life-and-death battle with Jinghe Yuhuo in Kunlun.
The giant wolf in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain raised its head, and a full moon hung high in the grassland. This power did not come for the ladder to heaven and the net fish harvest. Dronosali forcibly interrupted the earth veins of the entire grassland. As a successor,
He was qualified to be crowned the king. In an instant, all the vitality of the grassland was lost, and the barren yellow sand instantly covered the grassland.
The grassland earth veins were severed and the ladder to heaven began to collapse.
The fish from the clean river fell back into the world.
The last scene that stayed in the blue bird's mind was the storm rolling up yellow sand and bones and flesh, and the Wolf King standing under the full moon and howling.
Later, when the blue bird returned to the grassland again, there stood a huge skeleton that could not be buried by the yellow sand. Pale skin and flesh hung on the skeleton, and dark green will-o'-the-wisps danced in the eye sockets.
She stood in the yellow sand, carrying the Xijian on her back, and did not say a word for a long time, even if it was to say goodbye.
"It will be over soon." The familiar voice woke up Qingniao, allowing her to break free from the whirlpool of responses.
Qingniao looked over and met a pair of gentle golden eyes.
Li Xi'an recast the stone sword box so that it would have an extra space to accommodate the Xi Sword and the Dusk Sword, as well as the Worry.
At this moment, he had three feet of Qingfeng across his side, a clear light reflected in his eyes, and whispered: "Everything must end, everything must be returned!" If you like Zhulong Yizuo, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) Zhulong Yizuo
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