The speed is far beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.
The speed of the old monster in the Aspiration Realm is naturally extremely astonishing.
A thousand miles in the blink of an eye.
Blink again.
Another thousand miles.
When Zhou Xun came to the southern wilderness.
Some ancient beings in the Southern Wilderness felt the arrival of Zhou Xun.
However, these ancient beings did not appear.
And Zhou Xun naturally knew that he had disturbed some ancient existence.
But he didn't care.
He knew that these ancient beings would not show up easily.
That's why he is so careless.
It didn't take long.
Fuyun Mountain is already in sight.
Zhou Xun did not rush directly to Fuyun Mountain.
Of course he was angry.
I really want to destroy Fuyun Mountain immediately and avenge Lin Xianxian.
But after all, he is an old monster who wants to win, and he is not as impulsive and reckless as he seems on the surface.
Standing in the distance coldly, looking at Fuyun Mountain.
"There is something extraordinary about this mountain."
Zhou Xun saw the extraordinary features of Fuyun Mountain.
The power of heaven and earth seems to be particularly favoring this place.
The power of heaven and earth hovering in the mountains is far stronger than in other places.
Such a rich power of heaven and earth, even in the Central Plains, requires the blessing of a very powerful magic circle to achieve it.
But here.
Zhou Xun did not feel the breath of the magic circle.
Is this a natural treasure?
Zhou Xun was confused
Then he raised his palm slightly.
A scroll appeared in his hand.
The scroll opens.
There are two words inside.
"Benevolence!"
"De!"
The word benevolence and virtue are reflected on the paper.
I saw Zhou Xun pointing his finger at the word "benevolence".
A white light leaped out from the word "Benevolence".
It turned into a blue dragon and headed straight to Fuyun Mountain.
The dragon roars in the sky!
Although not a real dragon.
But it also has a very amazing momentum.
Ordinary Yuan Yuan strongmen cannot resist this blue dragon.
But the moment Canglong approached Fuyun Mountain.
Buzz!!!
An inexplicable force suddenly emerged from Fuyun Mountain.
Just for a moment.
The body of the Canglong was stagnant.
Then it collapsed.
It was as if it had never appeared.
Disappeared without a trace.
Zhou Xun couldn't help but frown when he saw this.
He tapped the scroll again.
The word "virtue" flew out and turned into a fierce tiger.
Roaring and rushing towards Fuyun Mountain.
But the same situation occurred.
As soon as the tiger approached Fuyun Mountain, it had not yet fallen.
It just stopped in mid-air.
Then it dissipated into nothingness.
On the scroll, the word benevolence completely dimmed.
Zhou Xuan put away the scroll, a look of indifference flashed across his face.
"It seems that this place is really weird. Lin Xianxian's death here is not an injustice."
"But how can I, a Confucian, die like this without knowing why?"
"No matter how weird this place is, no matter how sacred it is, I want you and the others to have no escape!"
next moment.
boom!!!
Zhou Xun stepped on the white crane and came.
The whole body is full of energy.
A powerful palm contains the majestic Confucian spirit.
It turned into a huge palm print.
It seems like it can cover the sky and the sun.
Falling suddenly towards Fuyun Mountain.
This palm is extremely huge.
If it really falls, it can completely level the entire Fuyun Mountain, as well as everything within a hundred miles below Fuyun Mountain.
As for whether there are innocent people under Fuyun Mountain?
That's not what Zhou Xun cares about.
So what if there are innocent people?
To the old monsters in the Aspiration Realm, they are just ordinary ants.
If you die, you will die.
Besides.
It is an honor for these mortal ants to die in his hands.
Even if they die, they should be grateful that they have such honor.
But at this moment.
The palm prints stopped.
"Um?"
Zhou Xun's eyes narrowed.
Immediately press the palm print to make it fall.
But the palm print remained motionless.
It just stopped above Fuyun Mountain.
Can't fall.
It seemed as if there was a more powerful force that resisted this palm print.
"How could this be?"
Zhou Xun did not believe in evil.
He raised his hand and gave another slap.
This time.
He used almost 90% of his strength.
An old monster who is in the middle stage of becoming a champion, using 90% of his power.
The power can be imagined.
More condensed palm prints fell.
It overlaps with the previous palm print.
The moment the two collide.
The power of double palms.
All exploded.
Boom boom!!!
The entire Fuyun Mountain was shrouded in a terrifying and boundless force.
The huge dust wave completely swallowed up Fuyun Mountain.
Zhou Xun showed a proud smile.
He believes.
His two palms were enough to level Fuyun Mountain.
Whatever is on this mountain will be turned into powder.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
Standing on the back of the white crane, prepare to witness with your own eyes how Fuyun Mountain turns into a piece of scorched earth.
But just after the smoke cleared.
Fuyun Mountain is still Fuyun Mountain.
Still standing there perfectly fine.
Not to mention razed to the ground.
It seems that not even a tree on the mountain has been affected.
In perfect condition.
Zhou Xun's face suddenly solidified.
His eyes were full of shock.
"This is impossible!"
He was a little confused.
He slapped me twice in succession.
There is absolutely no way that the power that was unleashed would have no effect at all.
So what is going on with the situation in front of you?
It's incredible.
"Old guy, you seem to be a bit out of your mind?"
at this time.
An extremely dissatisfied voice sounded.
Zhou Xun hadn't reacted yet, but the white crane under his feet was already trembling.
He looked very scared.
Roar!!!
The dragon roared.
In the pond in the backyard of Fuyun Mountain.
A real dragon suddenly flew out.
It’s Long Laojiu!
Zhou Xuan was surprised at first.
After all, I saw a real dragon that I had never seen before.
But when he felt the breath of this real dragon, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
fine.
This true dragon has average cultivation.
It’s only half a step into the Huayuan realm.
With such a level of cultivation, even a true dragon is nothing more than a creature that he can easily suppress.
But then.
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One after another.
Eight real dragons emerged from the water one after another.
One by one, they bared their teeth and claws.
"You old bastard!"
"Our brothers don't want to talk to you. You're not done yet, are you?"
"Believe it or not, how many brothers will slap you?"
Eight real dragons, each with their claws on their hips, stared at Zhou Xun.
Fierce and evil.
Zhou Xun's expression also changed again and again.
Although he had already known the news about the real dragon from Wu Qianfeng.
But actually seeing a real dragon is another matter.
My heart was pounding.
But on the surface, Zhou Xun was still very calm.
His gaze swept over the eight real dragons one by one.
From the weakest Long Jiu to the strongest Long Er.
Zhou Xun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, as Wu Qianfeng said, the strongest true dragon has not yet entered the realm of aspiration."
"Although it is different from the middle stage of Huayuan mentioned by Wu Qianfeng, it is only the late stage of Huayuan."
Thinking of this, Zhou Xun calmed down.
And showed a hint of pride.
"The real dragon is indeed extraordinary, but it's a pity that your cultivation is only mediocre. Why don't you surrender to me and go to the Central Plains with me?"
Zhou Xun actually wanted to make these real dragons surrender to him.
When Zhou Xun thought about it, he came out to avenge Lin Xianxian.
Lin Xianxian, the eminent Confucian, died, and Confucianism suffered a great loss.
But what if I go back with eight real dragons?
That's a bloody profit.
What is a jade-confucian body?
It's nothing compared to a real dragon.
To be able to bring back eight true dragons, I have definitely achieved the Blood Mother Heavenly Skill.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful then?
Think of this.
Zhou Xun couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.
"Come on, submit to me."
The eight real dragons have strange eyes.
"There must be something wrong with this old guy."
Long Laoba curled his lips and said.
Seeing that the eight real dragons were indifferent, Zhou Xun couldn't help but shook his head.
"I alone can suppress you all."
Just when he wanted to take action.
"There are more than eight real dragons in Fuyun Mountain."
A cold, low voice suddenly sounded from the pool in the backyard.