Chapter 123 A powerful enemy strikes, and the dragons form an array!
The wind and clouds are dim and the sky is changing.
Those who can influence the celestial phenomena are all those with advanced cultivation, real people of the Golden Core level, and the gods and immortals in the eyes of the mortal world.
Come and point the popular machine right here!
It's for him!
At this moment, Zhuang Ming first thought of the cultivator behind the Zhao family in Nanyuan Realm.
But in an instant, he denied it again.
"Back off!"
Zhuang Ming looked cold and ordered: "Protect the frost spirit!"
As his voice fell, he waved his hand, and the dragon flew up from his sleeves, stirring up the wind and lifting the car curtain.
It turned into three feet long and was coiled on the carriage of the carriage.
The horse roared loudly, trembled, and stopped moving forward.
Qing Niang, Hong Gu, and the four guards were all trembling, and their hearts were shaken.
The might of the dragon is so powerful that it shocks all directions.
And just over there in the sky.
But I saw a ray of light approaching suddenly.
Like the light of fire, it comes scorchingly.
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To go from Jiangdi to Valley, you have to pass through Fangdi.
This place is within the jurisdiction of the Eighth Prefecture.
But I saw fire flashing across the sky.
The main orders and deputy orders of the place are all trembling with it.
The expressions of both officials suddenly changed.
In an instant, the two of them became one.
Take the lead!
"Who is the master here?"
Fang Di Zheng ordered: "Why do you show the Dharma in our territory?"
The power of the decree spreads its voice straight into the clouds and sky.
However, at this moment, a voice was heard coming from the clouds.
"The true biography of Guiyuan Sect, Minghuo Jian Baili, was ordered by Elder Guanhuo to capture the murderer!"
The sound passed by in a flash.
That light traveled hundreds of miles.
The two officials in charge of the local chief order and the deputy order looked at each other, stunned for a moment.
"The true biography of Guiyuan Sect?" The master asked hesitantly: "Minghuo Jian Baili?"
"I've heard of his name in the Great Chu King's City."
Fang Dizhengling's face was solemn and he said in a deep voice: "The thirty-sixth one on the list of outstanding people in Dongzhou, the nineteenth one on the list of outstanding people in Tianyu... one of the three true legends of Guiyuan Sect in Nanyuan Realm."
Master Ling was a little shocked by this. He was just a mortal and had been granted deputy orders, but he only knew a little bit about cultivation matters. He was not as knowledgeable as Master Zhengling.
Fang Di Zhengling saw that he was stunned, but still at a loss. He finally exhaled and said: "Maybe his ability is not inferior to that of the Palm Seal Palace Master who just came."
The deputy commander finally reacted and took a breath.
"Now……"
"When immortals and gods come into the world to show their power, it is no longer something that you and I can suppress."
Master Fang Di Zhengling said in a deep voice: "You and I have combined our orders into one, and I will submit this to the Master of the Palm Seal Palace."
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Above the sky.
The light flashed past.
Zhuang Ming's heart palpitated slightly, but he did not hesitate again.
Immediately there was the sound of a dragon's roar!
The dragon suddenly soared into the sky, reaching as high as the sky, and faced the opponent.
Although having a dragon entrenched around him would make people feel safer, Zhuang Ming was extremely calm, but he also knew that after the fight, the aftermath of the battle would be turbulent and could even destroy mountains and land. If he was too close, it would inevitably affect him.
After all, his body is still a mortal one, not much different from Shuang Ling and others.
In this battle, we must stay far away!
But I saw the dragon soaring into the sky.
That ray of light suddenly stopped.
But when the light dissipated, a person inside was revealed. He was a handsome young man. He was tall and tall, with a sword on his back and a cold expression.
"It is indeed a dragon!"
Bai Li chuckled softly and said: "After all the twists and turns, I went out from Tianyu Blessed Land and couldn't find you in the vast sea. I never thought that you would come from the sea to Tianyu Blessed Land."
The dragon is perched on the clouds, its eyes twinkling.
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The carriage gradually got farther away.
Zhuang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and he said secretly: "Who is this? Are you looking for me from the Heavenly Royal Blessed Land? Did I have an entanglement with him before I entered the Heavenly Royal Blessed Land? Did he think it was my dragon body?"
In an instant, Zhuang Ming's mind was full of thoughts.
Before coming to Tianyu Blessed Land, he had been in the Dongsheng Dynasty, and Jiaolong had just become a dragon.
From what I heard from this person's words and tone, I didn't go all the way from Tianyu Blessed Land to Jusheng Mountain Blessed Land like an old Taoist who heard the legend of dragons. He was just looking for dragons overseas!
However, starting from the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain and traveling all the way across the ocean to the blessed land of Tianyu, he only approached the blessed land of Tianxing and did not even set foot on it.
No one was encountered and nothing happened in the process. To be honest, I only swallowed a big monster in the body of a dragon in the sea.
Could it be...that big alien monster?
Didn't the person in the bronze mirror say that this big monster is good at absconding and that no one can subdue it?
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Above the clouds, Bai Li pulled out his sword and said, "You were the one who ate the Beiyuan Sea Demon King?"
The dragon is above the clouds, slightly waving its head.
Bai Li exhaled and said: "No need to deny it, I found out clearly that it was you, the dragon, who ate that idiot Beiyuan."
When he said this, he gradually raised the edge of his sword, pointed it at the dragon, and said: "Don't resist. If you are willing to be bound, I will not kill you. I will only use you as my elder's mount. He has lost Beiyuan."
Idiot, I am very angry in my heart. If I can ride on a dragon, I will definitely be happier and try my best to cultivate you. It may not be a bad thing."
"Don't be aggrieved. Let me tell you, my elder is the ancestor of the Zhenxuan Series. Looking at the vast East Continent and the vast world, he is a first-rate person. Being his old man's mount will not humiliate you, a dragon.
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"If you don't want to surrender, I'll teach you how to use the Nanmingli Fire Sword from Bai Bai first, so that you can suffer a little bit."
As the voice fell, Bai Li did not take action immediately. His sword gradually became covered with a layer of light, light blue in color, like fireworks.
Jiaolong's eyes flickered and he thought to himself: "It is really that big monster. Liu Yuexuan's teacher said that it is good at escaping and wandering around. Not even Zhenxuan Ancestor has been able to capture it. It is a monster without an owner. From this point of view,
His old man has been dead for too long, and the news is out of date... This big monster has been subdued by an expert at the Zhenxuan level."
Bai Li raised his sword and said, "Have you thought about it? I'll give you three breaths to think about it, three..."
Boom!
He had just counted a number when he saw the dragon suddenly attack!
The clouds are stirring!
The wind is as strong as a knife!
"good!"
Bai Li was not surprised either. He laughed and cursed before slashing down with his sword!
Blue fire light illuminates the sky.
One sword split the sky.
All the storms have cleared!
The dragon roars suddenly!
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The dragon flew away, and the carriage rushed towards the valley.
There are dozens of miles apart.
But the roar of the dragon, the violent sound, still sounded like thunder.
For a hundred miles in radius, birds and beasts fled.
But everyone was shocked, chickens were flying, dogs were jumping, and livestock were restless.
"Better than the old master of Feng Lun!"
Zhuang Ming used the body of a dragon to compete with him. After just one face-to-face encounter, he knew that this man's cultivation level was extremely high, and his golden elixir had reached the upper level, but his magic power and ability were still above those of the old Taoist Feng Lun!
Perhaps it is not inferior to the Feng Lun veteran who is in charge of the three seals!
If he had just come across this person on the sea when he first left the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain, the dragon would definitely not be his opponent.
But now that he has successively devoured the inner elixir of the Beiyuan Sea Demon King, the strange iron, red crystals, and other rare objects collected by Fu Lao, as well as the imperial jade beads on King Jing’s crown, his moral practice has grown a lot!
Now the dragon shows its true form, swimming in the sky. It is extremely strong, thirty-seven feet long, swallows clouds and spits mist, and is powerful!
When it comes to the depth of Taoism, you are no less than the other person!
Although the opponent is armed with a law enforcement sword and is aided by magical weapons, the body of a dragon is far superior to a human being, and his whole body is like a magical weapon!
It's just that this person is better at fighting than Nie Ping!
Although Zhuang Ming used the power of the dragon to make careful calculations, step by step, one after another.
But this person's fighting skills are also extremely powerful, rich in experience, ruthless and sophisticated.
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Ninth House.
Feng Lun Laodao and His Royal Highness King Jing are both here to deal with matters in the Ninth Palace.
However, in an instant, his palace seal shook!
"What?"
The old Taoist Feng Lun hurriedly took the government seal.
Astonishingly, it is the seal of the eighth mansion!
Since he is in the Ninth Palace, he is extremely sensitive to the matters within the Ninth Palace. It is difficult for him to detect any disturbance caused by being above the Dao Seal level.
But for the eighth mansion, it is far away at this moment, so the perception is inevitably a little slow.
"teacher……"
King Jing was about to speak, but he saw the old Taoist Feng Lun reaching out to stop him, and pointed at the seal of the eighth mansion.
Buzz!
The seal of the house trembles and the light shines.
One of them is extremely bright.
"Fangdi!"
The old Taoist Feng Lun said in a deep voice: "A real person with a golden elixir level takes action in a local area, with a huge momentum that shakes all directions."
His voice just fell, but he saw the palace seal move again, and a voice spread from inside.
"The official is here to serve as the official order of the place, and I will report it to the master of the palm seal."
"There is a real person with a golden elixir level, coming to the territory of Fangdi, wielding a sword to cut through the air, and fighting with swords!"
"This man claims to be the true successor of Guiyuan Sect, Minghuo Jianbaili, and was ordered to capture the murderer!"
"Today there is a flash of sword light, and the roar of the dragon continues!"
"I hope the Master of the Palm Seal Palace will decide!"
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Place.
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
Fortunately, this place is on a mountain road, and the fighting is also at the top of the clouds, so it has not spread too widely.
But despite this, the birds and beasts fled, and the livestock in all directions were restless.
Mortals and common people could only see the light shining in the sky, and the wind and clouds gathering and then dispersing.
There is the sound of dragons roaring and the sound of swords clanging.
People everywhere were shocked and fell down one after another.
Some people think they have seen a miracle and are very excited. Others are extremely fearful and panicked.
In an instant, the local area was in chaos!
And above the clouds.
Bai Li groaned, then struck down with his sword again, striking the dragon.
Large pieces of scales collapsed and scattered everywhere.
The dragon roared loudly!
But in an instant!
Countless scales appeared!
The clouds and sky seemed to be stagnant!
"Array?"
Bai Li's expression changed slightly and he said: "Trapped formation? Are you not a wild dragon without an owner, but were you raised by a cultivator?"
With just one strike of his sword, the dragon trembled and its scales scattered everywhere. He thought it was the sharp edge of the magical sword that cut off its scales.
At this moment, these scales did not fall off, but were imprinted on the void, echoing each other, as if forming a cage, trapping him inside.
The dragon roared loudly, flicked its tail and knocked it down. The sound was so powerful that the void was distorted!