Chapter 337 The guardian of Jinling, Fan Zhongtian!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Figures flashed over one after another, all of them elite members of the Tang family.
One of the skinny old men stared in the direction of Purple Mountain, with a bright light on his old face: "It's definitely the bell of Purple Mountain!"
This person is the elder of the Tang family in Jinling and a strong man in the Golden Core realm.
Tang Anshun asked eagerly: "Third Elder, what does the sound of this bell mean?"
The third elder said nothing, staring ahead, listening carefully to the frequency of the bell's reverberation.
Two minutes later.
The old man's tone softened slightly: "The bell's melodious and deep sound, three slow and one quick, means that there is a strong practitioner approaching Jinling City. This is just a reminder that the other party has not forced its way in."
"And there is a hint of warning in the bell. I think it should be possible to solve it at Purple Mountain."
Tang Anshun breathed a sigh of relief.
Twelve years ago, the bells of Purple Mountain, dozens of them, were all short and impatient. At the same time, the air-raid siren sounded throughout the city. Countless strong men swarmed in and defeated the Purple Mountain defense line almost instantly.
"As long as the Purple Mountain side can stop it, it will be fine. After that incident, the military headquarters also made many arrangements in Jinling City, so nothing will happen."
The third elder pondered for a moment and then continued: "Just in case, the Tang family has entered a state of alert."
"I went out of the city to see the situation. If things change, I will notify you in time and ask the clan for help immediately."
After saying that, the third elder disappeared in one leap.
At the same moment, powerful men from various families in Jinling City also rushed towards the outside of the city.
Purple Mountain is located in Jinling City.
In addition to being a famous scenic spot and city symbol, the top of Purple Mountain also holds secrets unknown to ordinary people.
That is the Zijin Taoist Temple! The Zijin Taoist Temple has existed since ancient times. It sits on the top of the Zijin Mountain and guards the Jinling Dragon Vein. It is an extremely mysterious existence in southern China.
...The outskirts of Jinling City.
"Dong--" The rich bells resounded throughout the earth, and along with the bells, a majestic and majestic pressure rose from the city.
The pressure is coming.
Tang Ming and others only felt their whole bodies tense up, and the energy around them was overwhelming. As for the one-horned dragon, it was suppressed even more, and began to struggle with some anxiety and fear.
Whoa! The light flashed across the sky. An old man wearing a purple robe crossed the sky and came in the air. A peach wood flying sword under his feet was very fast, holding the old man in front of everyone in Tang Ming.
Nascent Soul Realm! This old man is clearly at the Nascent Soul Realm! Tang Ming's face became solemn, and he stared at the old man in mid-air with a frown.
Whoa! The old man fell to the ground, and the mahogany flying sword floated beside him, exuding a fierce sword intent.
"I asked why the dragon's veins were shaking. It turned out to be a dragon approaching Jinling City."
The old man murmured to himself.
The old man raised his eyes and scanned the entire scene. After staying on Zi Ri for a moment, he finally focused on Tang Ming.
"Which sect do you belong to in the world?"
The old man asked loudly, and then shouted coldly: "The Hidden World Sect is becoming more and more outrageous. It dares to bring the dragon to Jinling City."
"I don't care which sect you come from. Now, leave quickly. People from hidden sects are not welcome in Jinling City."
The old man's sleeves fluttered, and as he waved his hands, a gentle energy surged out, trying to push away the juniors in front of him.
But the next moment.
"Boom!"
Tang Ming's energy burst out all over his body. He took a step forward, and the powerful force piled up and hit him directly forward.
The two energies collided.
"Bang——!"
There was a muffled sound, and where the two qi energies intertwined, the rocks exploded and a large crater was created, and a wave visible to the naked eye swept across.
Tang Ming was shocked and took a step back.
But because he had taken the initiative to take a step forward and counteracted the attack from the Nascent Soul Realm, he took a step back and still stood at the previous position.
"Huh?"
Fan Zhongtian made a sound in surprise, [ www.bequge.xyz ] stared at Tang Ming and said in amazement: "What a powerful junior. He is obviously at the Foundation Establishment Realm, but his explosive power is comparable to the peak of the Golden Core Realm!"
Even if he just waved the energy casually, it was not something ordinary people could resist.
I originally wanted to gently push these people away and let them retreat.
Unexpectedly, his attack was blocked by a junior at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Fan Zhongtian couldn't help but look at Tang Ming again, frowned and asked: "Young man, please tell me your name. Which sect is walking in the world?"
"Tang Xuantian, casual cultivator."
Tang Ming spoke indifferently.
Tang Xuantian?
Fan Zhongtian thought for a moment and had never heard of this name.
And he’s still a casual cultivator?
When did casual cultivators have such talent, and possess such cultivation and combat power at such a young age?
Fan Zhongtian asked in confusion: "Are you really a casual cultivator?"
Tang Ming did not answer, but said in a deep voice: "Purple Mountain is so powerful, and you came to stop us before we entered the city. Do you really think that Jinling City belongs to your family?"
"Why don't you ask me if I'm up first?"
Fan Zhongtian laughed dumbly and said solemnly: "The appearance of the dragon has caused vibrations in the dragon veins of the Forbidden City. As the guardian of Jinling, I naturally have to come and take a look at the situation."
"The Jiaolong clan is ruthless and bloodthirsty. If they cause a flood and cause massacre, it will be intolerable to the laws of heaven."
The dragon clan has a violent temperament.
Since ancient times, most flood disasters have been caused by dragons, and as the guardian of Jinling, he had to guard against them.
Moreover, this dragon had dragon horns on its head, had an early stage of Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, and was still beginning to transform into a dragon, so he sounded the alarm and personally stopped him to prevent the dragon from entering the city.
"You can rest assured that this dragon will obey my orders."
Tang Ming shook his head and said: "I won't let it enter Jinling City. At most, it will wander around the Yangtze River Basin and the outskirts of the Qinhuai River."
Um?
Fan Zhongtian suddenly froze and frowned: "You said, this dragon obeys your orders?"
Preconceived notions.
Fan Zhongtian thought that Tang Xuantian was a true disciple of a hidden sect. When a true disciple went out to practice, he was followed and protected by a protector, and this dragon was his protector.
but now.
Tang Xuantian said that he could control the dragon?
It’s not a protector. Could it be... a master-servant relationship? This is incredible, isn’t it? A Yuanying realm monk can command a one-horned dragon in the Nascent Soul realm?
At this time, Tang Ming had turned around, formed a magic formula with both hands, and suddenly shot it towards the one-horned dragon.
"break!"
There were loud shouts.
There was a muffled sound, and the one-horned dragon, which had been suppressed by the pressure, broke free from its restraints, grinned, and stared at Fan Zhongtian with a sullen face.
"Don't make trouble."
Tang Ming said indifferently: "According to what I just said, you are not allowed to stir up water and bring disaster to Jinling City. I will inform you if there is an order."
"Roar!"
The one-horned dragon groaned, glared at Fan Zhongtian angrily, then rolled into the Yangtze River, raising mist all over the sky and quickly disappeared.
Fan Zhongtian's attention was no longer on Jiaolong, but on Tang Ming's actions just now.
"Spirit-Breaking Formation!"
Fan Zhongtian asked in a solemn voice: "Using the spirit-breaking formation with one hand, are you an formation master?"