After Xiao Green transformed into a human form, his strength also increased greatly, and he has reached the peak level of the first level of the Holy Realm.
In terms of combat power alone, even middle-level warriors and ferocious beasts in the Holy Realm are no match for it.
boom!
The dragon's breath he spat out hit the light barrier.
On the mask of light, mysterious lines suddenly appeared.
These patterns, if Pill Emperor Musen were here, he would find that they are 60-70% similar to the patterns on the stone gate in his prison space.
The veins lit up and spun, like a whirlpool, absorbing the dragon's breath.
Almost at the same time, the power of the dragon's breath was spat out by the whirlpool again, and it counterattacked towards Xiao Lu.
Xiao Lu said "Yeah", was startled, and hurriedly ran away.
"Strange, what kind of formation is this that can actually rebound my dragon's breath?"
Xiao Lu looked at the patterns on the mask in surprise.
After calming down, it snorted coldly.
It's just a light shield. If it can't break through it, then it's simply not worth the transformation pill that Gu Xuan refined for him.
If Gu Xuan had known that Xiao Lu had such a weird idea in his mind in order to crack the formation he left behind, he would definitely have chosen not to refine the Transformation Pill for Xiao Lu.
"Ouch——"
Xiaolu raised his little head and let out a loud roar.
Waves of mysterious energy surged out from his body.
"The Proud Blue Dragon Technique!"
Xiaolu roared and took a step forward, causing the ground within a hundred feet to shake violently.
He raised his right fist, and the energy in his fist was condensed, as if it had the power to crack mountains and crack rocks!
boom!
He punched out and hit the mask of light.
The mysterious lines on the mask flickered suddenly, but eventually faded away.
Click.
The mask is broken.
Xiaolu chuckled, very satisfied with his boxing power.
Once the mask is broken, he can get in.
"Boss, come and see me, I've successfully transformed!
What I am now is just like you.
Just one word, handsome!"
Xiao Lu strode towards the attic.
However, after just taking a step forward, his expression became ugly.
An extremely powerful energy has locked him tightly and is attacking him!
It was a sword, a divine sword that seemed to fall from the sky!
When the divine sword appeared, winds and clouds surged in the sky, and strange phenomena from heaven and earth appeared.
Endless sword light shot out from the attic, and with a bang, the entire attic shattered on the spot.
The sword light shot into the sky and into the sky, as if it was going to completely penetrate this world.
The gate of Jianglong City.
The Poor and Afraid Saint looked like a sage holding flowers and smiling, and was chatting and laughing with the Lord of Golden Crow City.
The Lord of the Golden Crow City took out several more half-step to the mystic level spiritual treasures and wanted to give them to the poor and fearful saint.
Those who are poor and afraid of saints happily accept it.
However, he was secretly criticizing the Lord of Golden Crow City for being stingy.
He has no use at all for this half-step Tongxuan level spiritual treasure.
If you want to give it as a gift, you have to give it a Tongxuan level spiritual treasure, right?
It's a pity that the Lord of Golden Crow City and the Lord of Qianfeng Mountain are both stingy and only willing to give away some rubbish.
Of course, these words cannot be said. After all, the two of them had just had a very happy conversation and regarded each other as close friends.
The son of the Lord of the Golden Crow City was almost on the verge of becoming the adopted father of the poor and fearful saint.
If the poor and fearful saint hadn't tried his best to refuse, he would have had a godson by now.
I have to say that his aura of returning to his original nature, coupled with the buffing effect of the purple and gold alms bowl, is really deceptive.
As long as there is no conflict of interest among warriors at the pinnacle level of the Holy Realm, as soon as they see him, they want to make friends with him.
The matter of a perfect state of mind is as mysterious as it is mysterious. Even the warriors who have achieved the realm of Xuansheng have mostly never experienced the special state of returning to their original nature.
In the future, there may be problems related to cultivation, and the help of those who are poor and fearful of saints may be needed, so it would be beneficial to make friends with them.
Just when the Poor Saint decided to end the friendly talks between the two sides, endless sword light suddenly burst out from the city lord's palace.
A vast sword energy, as if descending from the nine heavens, pressed down on the entire Dragon Subduing City inside and outside.
All the warriors who felt this sword energy had a look of surprise on their faces.
In a daze, they seemed to see a divine sword falling from the sky and suppressing an entire world.
The four Golden Crow City Lords stared straight in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
“Second City Lord, I really didn’t expect that there would be such a divine sword in Dragon Subduing City!
This must be a top-grade Tongxuan Lingbao!"
The Lord of Jinwu City exclaimed.
The corner of the poor saint's mouth twitched imperceptibly.
What is going on?
How could such a strange phenomenon appear in Dragon Subduing City?
The only possibility is that Gu Xuan did it.
However, how could Gu Xuan have such a powerful high-grade Tongxuan spirit treasure in his hands?
"Damn it, Gu Xuan boy, you actually got a high-grade Tongxuan spirit treasure behind my back!
Such a treasure should be appreciated by me!
This kid is so stingy."
The Qiongfear Saint believed that the divine sword that released the sword light was a treasure that Gu Xuan had obtained from the lair of Musen Pill Emperor before, and had been hiding it, not wanting him to know about it.
However, anger is still anger. The poor and fearful saint is now pretending to be a hermit who has returned to the state of innocence. Greed, anger, hatred and ignorance have all become indifferent. Naturally, this kind of anger should not appear.
Therefore, his reaction was very dull and he just smiled slightly.
"Jinwu City guessed it right, this is indeed a top-grade Tongxuan spiritual treasure.
It is the treasure of my Jianglong Town.
What happened just now is that the sword spirit must have gone drunk and crazy."
Golden Crow City Lord: "..."
Sword spirit?
Drunk?
If anyone else dared to say that, the Lord of Golden Crow City would slap him with a slap in the face.
You are insulting the intelligence of this city lord!
Insulting the intelligence of a peak holy warrior!
However, if it comes from the mouth of someone who is afraid of saints, it is absolutely credible.
After all, for such a trivial matter, a warrior who has returned to his true nature has an indifferent mood, is indifferent to fame and wealth, and does not care about treasures and the like.
How could it be possible to lie?
Even if a warrior who has returned to his original state of truth lies, it is a white lie.
"Fellow Taoist's sword spirit is really strange...well, strange!"
The Lord of Golden Crow City laughed haha.
He originally wanted to say "weird", but when he thought about it, it was not appropriate for him to say so, so he temporarily changed it to "quirky".
"I have disturbed my fellow Taoist for a long time, so I will stop bothering you.
Fellow Taoist, it's a long way to go to the Holy Island, and Jin Feiyun is obstructing it, so it's better to get on the road as soon as possible."
The Lord of Golden Crow City said goodbye.
The poor and fearful saint narrowed his eyes imperceptibly.
Just now, the Lord of Jinwu City looked like he wanted to move into Dragon Subduing City and continue to have face-to-face talks with him and hold candle-lit night talks with him. Now, as soon as he saw the vision of the divine sword, he was eager to leave.
There is something fishy here.
The poor and fearful saint tried to persuade him to stay, but the Lord of Jinwu City insisted on leaving and refused to accept the invitation.
As a result, the two parted reluctantly, just like old friends who had been separated for many years and had just met and were about to say goodbye again.
When the Lord of the Golden Crow City disappeared from the sky, the Poor Saint quickly ordered You Yishou to strengthen his defenses and flew towards the City Lord's Mansion (to be continued).