At this time, in a temporarily opened space hundreds of feet above Laolong Bay, Xu Junming, Lu Pan, Sirius King, Xuanyin Zhenjun, and Rakshasa Fairy were all standing out.
Overlooking all the forces.
"Most of the Nascent Soul cultivators in Xiajiang Province are probably here."
Xu Junming moved the bronze mirror and looked at the man in black robe next to Ao Xiu.
Although his breath-condensing technique is wonderful, it cannot stop the power of the bronze mirror.
Soon, a tall and thin old man with a protruding forehead, sunken cheeks, and green eyes came into view.
Although this old man looks like a human, his whole body exudes a ghostly aura.
The mirror light passes through the skin and reaches the Dantian.
A ten-inch-sized, black Nascent Soul appeared in front of him.
Yuanying holds a small black flag in his left hand. There are ghostly shadows inside the flag, the breath is obscure, and there are ten circles of light that appear and disappear.
Obviously, this is a top-notch magic weapon that is forbidden by the Ten Treasures.
"A ghost magic weapon? Such a powerful ghost magic weapon, I don't know if it contains the ghosts of humans and beasts." Xu Junming thought to himself.
In addition to this small black flag, he also holds a cloth roll in his right hand.
"This is...a formation diagram?"
Xu Junming, who was already proficient in formation techniques, quickly recognized it.
"The big hole's top-grade formation, the seven forbidden treasures' top-grade magic weapon?!"
Xu Junming was surprised.
Formation diagrams are more rare than magic weapons.
The Four Elephants Sword Formation he had practiced had long understood the realm of Dongming. With the accumulation of Daheng Mountain and the harvest of killing several Nascent Soul cultivators, he had finally practiced the formation to the ninth level of treasure ban.
After coming to this world, this is the first time I have seen a formation diagram of this level.
"This person is not simple."
Xu Junming wanted to watch again, but the bell on his waist suddenly rang.
This is a small restriction he set by himself, similar to an alarm clock.
He brushed the copper bell with his right hand, and after the sound died down, a sword box flew out from the Dantian.
Four swords - Heaven-Slaying, Immortal-Slaying, Demon-Slaying and Demon-Slaying - flew into the hands of four people.
Xu Junming only left the formation diagram here.
"It's almost time, you go."
Four jade talismans appeared in the hands of the four people. These were the Hutian talismans practiced by Xu Junming, which were different from the Hutian talismans he gave to Qiao Shouxin.
The latter talisman can be used repeatedly, but these four can only be used once.
The talisman flashed with light, and a layer of space barrier enveloped the four people, and their figures disappeared instantly.
Then each held a sword and flew straight towards the four directions of east, south, west and north.
Ao Lin raised his head and looked at the sky.
"It's almost time."
Suddenly, a powerful demonic aura rose into the sky from the bottom of Laolong Bay.
The aqua blue demonic energy is thick and endless, like endless flames, as fast as the scorching sun.
"Boom...!"
A roar of thunder exploded in the air.
The thick black clouds were like galloping horses, coming at a mighty pace.
In just three seconds, it filled the sky with a radius of hundreds of miles.
Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it.
A chilling and chilling air spread across my heart.
"Wow...!"
Huge waves set off in Laolong Bay, and a body was more than three hundred feet long. It was blue in color, with four claws on its belly, a snake tail, a dragon head, a single horn, and scales as big as a house.
The dragon, surrounded by the rich aura of water, broke through the water and came out.
The giant body winds and rises into the sky.
It is said that the clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.
Although the dragon is not yet a dragon, it already possesses some of the magical powers of a dragon.
At the moment when the giant dragon splashed water, the water vapor formed into clouds and surrounded the whole body.
"Roar…!"
It was deafening, and at the same time it carried a somewhat confused dragon roar, resounding throughout the world.
The majestic demonic energy shoots straight into the sky.
"Click...!"
Dazzling electric flowers flashed, and a three-foot-long purple thunder fell down instantly.
The snake-like lightning struck the giant dragon hard on its back like a giant hammer.
With a 'click' sound, the dragon's body sank more than ten feet.
Thunder and lightning spread all over the body like a net.
Before the thunder faded, boundless fire suddenly emerged from the darkness and directly surrounded the giant dragon.
The first wave of lightning and fire was resisted by it with its physical body.
"What a hard monster body!"
From the Changchun Sword Sect, a young monk wearing a blue robe and a long sword on his back said in surprise.
"The demon race's body is inherently stronger than our human race, but if Ao Yu wants to survive the catastrophe with his body alone, he must be a martial arts monk, otherwise he will be delusional."
Qiu Longzi, dressed in purple robe, looked at the sky with a calm expression.
Although his cultivation is not as good as that of the old Dragon King Xia Jiang, he still has the Nine Transformations of the Nascent Soul. In the future, he will inevitably go through the Heavenly Tribulation of the Yuan Shen.
So this time, he specially applied to the head senior brother to bring his disciples to watch the ceremony, so that he could have a good idea of his future tribulation.
"Master, it is said that there are eighteen catastrophes in the Yuanshen Heavenly Tribulation?"
Qiu Longzi nodded.
"The heavenly tribulation of the Yuan Shen is divided into thunder tribulation and fire tribulation, each with nine paths."
"Where is the Immortal Tribulation?"
"Eighteen thunder tribulations, eighteen fire tribulations, and inner demon tribulations! There are thirty-seven in total. The central demon tribulation is the most difficult, and no one in a hundred can survive it."
"No one in a hundred?! Darling, this is too difficult. No wonder no one in the cultivation world has become an immortal in so many years."
Qiu Longzi raised his hand and slapped the young man hard on the back of the head.
"You should practice hard and stop thinking about these things. You haven't even passed the Nascent Soul Tribulation yet."
The young man grinned in pain.
"Master, there are so many people watching, you can at least save some face for me."
"Bullshit, give me a good look. The opportunity to observe the Heavenly Tribulation of the Soul may not come once in a hundred years."
Seeing that the master's expression was wrong, the young man did not dare to say anything more and quickly looked up in the air.
While he was talking, the dragon in mid-air had already survived five waves of thunder and fire tribulations.
The size of the sixth calamity thunder has reached twelve feet.
The lavender thunder struck down from the air, like a giant sword in the hand of the God of Thunder, with unparalleled power.
"Roar…!"
Accompanied by the deafening roar of the dragon, a dragon bead the size of a washbasin spurted out from the dragon's mouth.
"Water Curtain Tianhua!"
The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the white clouds surrounding the dragon's body, with the blessing of the dragon beads, turned into a blue water cover, covering the giant dragon in the blink of an eye.
"Boom...!"
Thunder struck down, and the water cover shook violently.
Having just withstood the calamity thunder, the scorching golden-red flames instantly surrounded him.
The ripples of water quickly subsided under the burning flames, but at least the power of the sixth fire tribulation was weakened, and the rest was carried through with the physical body.
After surviving this wave, more than a dozen scales fell off the giant dragon's body.
Red dragon blood dripped and fell onto the lake, like a soldering iron falling into the water, and a large white mist flew up in an instant.
The blood of a monk who has perfected the Nascent Soul is already extraordinary. Even if he does not practice martial arts, it is still as hot as steel.
A white pill flew into the mouth of the giant dragon, and the aura on its body became stronger again.
"Amitabha, Aoyu is in danger."
The old monk with long eyebrows, wearing a yellow cassock and looking old, sighed in a low voice.
"Uncle Master, after taking the elixir, Ao Yu's magic power was restored to at least 80%. And although he was injured, it was only slightly injured. Why did Uncle Master conclude that it was in danger?"
A monk over fifty years old asked behind the old monk.
"Ao Yu's 'Water Curtain Tianhua' is its strongest water protection technique. It is extremely powerful when used with the natal dragon bead. Now that it is only the sixth calamity thunder, it uses this technique. It can be seen that it has already
The Guizhou donkey has no skills, and the three calamity thunders behind him will make it difficult!"
"Boom...!"
As if to cater to the old monk's words, the seventh thunderbolt measuring fifteen feet struck down.
The mighty thunder catastrophe collided heavily with the water curtain cast by the giant dragon with the help of dragon beads.
It's like rain hitting banana trees, causing thunder and lightning to fill the sky.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a moment, the water curtain slowly withered, and the remaining thunder instantly hit the giant dragon's broad back.
Electric sparks flew, flesh and blood accompanied by scales, and a huge roar full of pain, fell down.
In an instant, the sky was filled with fire again.
The giant dragon roared in pain and swooped down from the sky, like a meteorite falling to the ground, raising water all over the sky and heading straight into Laolong Bay.
However, the thunder and fire of the Heavenly Tribulation cannot be extinguished by ordinary water. No matter how hard it struggles, it will be difficult to get rid of it.
"Father!"
Watching the 'fire dragon' struggling in the water and roaring in pain.
Ao Lin saw it in his eyes, with a look of intolerance on his face.
Although it wants to inherit the position of Dragon King of Xia Jiang, he is willing to give up this position if his father can survive the catastrophe of the Yuan Shen.
Compared with the position of Dragon King, Xia Jiang, who is supported by Yuanshen-level monks, will have influence beyond Xiajiang Province and become the top power of the Dayong Dynasty, competing with the Xuanjing Division, Longjiang Shui Tribe, Black Heart Demon Sect, Kunlun Sect, and White Horse Temple.
Wait for the big forces to stand together.
At that time, he can rely on the Xiajiang Shui Tribe to go further on the path of cultivation.
Compared to him, Ao Xiu next to him had hatred in his eyes.
"Old Immortal, now you are finally dying. Why don't you pass the throne to me? It's obvious that my cultivation is stronger than that pretty boy Ao Lin, and my bloodline is purer than him, but you turn a blind eye!!"
"...Haha, just watch. After you die, the throne of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe will still be mine."
The black-robed man standing behind him felt the ferocious aura emanating from Ao Xiu, and looked at the half-disabled giant dragon whose scales were cracked and stained with blood as the flames in the water gradually extinguished, and his sinister eyes flashed away.
"Wow...!"
A giant dragon with a miserable body emerged from the river. Although most of its strength was restored after swallowing the elixir, everyone understood.
It can't survive this catastrophe!
The giant dragon looked up at the thunder in the air, then turned to look at his subordinates, and finally focused on his two sons.
"Ao Lin, from now on, the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe will be left to you."
Accompanied by an old but tired voice, light flashed, and an aqua blue coral staff appeared in Ao Lin's hand.
When Ao Xiu saw him next to him, the anger in his eyes suddenly rose.
"Damn it, this old guy has actually handed over the 'Dragon God's Staff' that symbolizes the power of the Dragon King to him in advance."
Ao Lin held the scepter and knelt on one knee.
"Father, don't worry, my son will definitely inherit your will and manage the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe well."
After nodding his head happily, he turned his eyes to the side.
"Prime Minister Gui, please assist Ao Lin in the future to manage the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe well."
Originally the two of them were not helping each other. The short, fat old man with a tortoise-like face nodded and held his fists in salute.
"Dragon King, don't worry, Gui Twelve will do his best to assist the new Dragon King."
At this time, Ao Xiu finally couldn't wait any longer.
At this time, Ao Yu passed the title of Dragon King to Ao Lin in front of all the senior officials of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe. It was obvious that he wanted to create an established fact and not give him a chance to plot secretly.
This also ruined Ao Xiu's original plan to wait until Ao Yu was killed by the Heavenly Tribulation and return to Xiajiang Dragon Palace to find an opportunity to regain the position of Dragon King.
Xu Junming, who had been paying attention here, couldn't help but shook his head when he saw the change in Ao Xiu's expression.
"This Xiajiang Laojiao is really not an outstanding ruler. Since he knew that the Xiajiang Shui Tribe had two sons fighting for each other, he didn't plan ahead. Moreover, he was too obsessed with power and didn't think about confirming Ao Lin's throne until his death. It was really a disaster.