Chapter 625 Kowloon (for subscription)
The clouds disappear and the rain breaks.
Fang Xi looked at Zuo Xiaoxuan who had taken off the mask and her skin was crystal clear, and couldn't help smiling with satisfaction: "That's right...the Nascent Soul is finally here."
"Thank you, Peak Master, for your support!"
Zuo Xiaoxuan bowed profusely, with a smile on her face.
Fang Xi saw hatred in her eyes!
Of course, not hating him, but hating 'Meng Zhuzi'!
This was something that caused him a little headache. Meng Zhuzi worshiped in the Wang family and worked hard as a guest, so he was considered a good dog.
It would be a pity to kill like this, after all, it is all internal fighting!
As for Yulongzong, he really didn't feel it at all.
After all, Xuanmingyuan is at least tens of millions of miles away from the ‘Wanlong Mountain’. No matter how many tribulations and wars there... it will not have much impact on this side.
Right at this moment, a clear sound suddenly sounded from a storage bag beside Fang Xi.
His expression changed, and he took out a piece of jade-colored paper from it.
This is a special magic weapon given to him by Qin Longzi, called the 'Wuji Jade Book'. It is said that every power that transforms gods under the Yulongzong will have a piece of this treasure in their hands.
This 'Wuji Jade Book' is extremely difficult to refine, and can only receive news from one direction. It will be scrapped after one use. It was used by Yulongzong to contact his subordinates urgently.
At this time, there was a roar, obviously something big happened!
A black light flashed in his eyes, and when he opened his mouth, a jet of black devilish energy sprayed on the jade book.
The light shines!
The jade-colored paper flew up into the air, making a buzzing sound, absorbing the magic energy.
Then, blood-colored traces emerged on the jade book, turning into continuous words of the earth and immortal world.
"Wanted... all the monks of Momen and Venerable Heimiao of Heishuizong? Whether they are captured alive or killed, will there be rewards?"
"Why do you feel so rushed, like jumping over a wall?"
Fang Xi rubbed her chin and fell into deep thought.
…
Time moves forward slightly.
Wanlongling, Longshou Mountain.
Under the umbrella of Hunyuan Tianluo, it is not the venerable Jiulong, the suzerain of the Yulongzong that everyone in Momen guessed.
It's a purple dragon!
This dragon is more than two thousand feet long, with fine scales like purple jade all over its body. The horns on the top of its head are forked. There are two long white beards hanging down from the dragon's head, and there is a black pattern on its back.
It is the greatest foundation of Yulongzong, the flood dragon in the early stage of returning to the void!
It looks very similar to a real dragon from the outside. The white dragon beard means that it has entered old age, and the black line on its back is even more complicated, which means that its body is a poisonous dragon!
At this time, the Dragon Kiss opened and closed, and an old voice from the human race came out: "Hei Miao, and Momen... Since you are here today, let's stay!"
It made a high-pitched dragon cry.
In the void, the vitality of heaven and earth rolled in, turned into countless giant blades, and landed on the Momen Trap City.
The chains of runes were chopped off, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the tall Giant God Soldier, some of which were broken directly!
It seems that there is an invisible force between the heaven and the earth, falling on the organ city, and slowly pressing down the city!
"Void return... mid-term!"
A bitter smile appeared on Mo Yinjiao's face, and he quickly sent a voice transmission: "It wasn't the great catastrophe of the Nine Dragons just now, but this dragon is going through the minor catastrophe! Fellow Daoist Heimiao, can you still use the backhand you prepared at this time?"
Small Heavenly Tribulation is the same as the Great Heavenly Tribulation, both are pure gold thunderbolts.
But the duration is much shorter than the Great Tribulation.
Originally, according to their estimation, if there is a big catastrophe, there is still plenty of time.
But now it is a small catastrophe with a shorter duration than the big catastrophe. This void-returning dragon has already survived the calamity, and now it is a real mid-term void-returning cultivation base!
This put the people of Momen in a dilemma.
Venerable Hei Miao's eyes were a little dazed for a moment, and his Dao heart was quite affected.
Fortunately, he recovered soon, turned into a black ray of light and shot backwards without thinking, and at the same time a broken umbrella surface appeared in his hand.
Buzz!
The 'Hunyuan Tianluo Umbrella' in mid-air instantly returned to its normal size, with a flash of inspiration on its surface, it turned into a blue light and shot towards him!
"Huh?"
Void Returning Flood Dragon looked at this scene, but he was surprised: "It turns out that this treasure still has a weapon spirit, no wonder the old man feels quite stuck in the sacrifice... If you come to such a hand when you are crossing the thunder calamity, it will be very troublesome. Unfortunately...God bless you."
It smiled ferociously, opened its mouth, and sprayed out a purple beam of light the size of a water tank.
The beam of light fell on the 'Hunyuan Tianluo Umbrella', directly covering the umbrella, and the surface of the Tianluo Umbrella inside was shining brightly, as if it was being pulled by two forces, and hesitated for a while.
If so, this void-returning treasure has also been abolished, and it cannot be used temporarily, and it has also taken away part of the old dragon's mind!
boom! boom!
Two layers of red and blue mist emerged, from which emerged two puppets as high as three feet high.
One of the two puppets is wearing a blue armor, and the other is wearing a set of scarlet armor. There are dense lines on the armor, and the surface is radiant!
At this time, when the two of them made a tactic, azure and fiery red light clusters emerged from the void, which were the divine light of water and the divine light of fire!
These two puppets have reached the fifth rank of Huashen!
"Okay... puppet spirit injection, the essence is to build a miniature 'fifth-order formation' on top of the puppet, inject the formation spirit into the puppet as the core, and gain the power to attract the spiritual power of the world... You are already a fifth-level puppeteer. At the previous auction, I really underestimated you."
A thick voice came, and a man in yellow robe suddenly appeared in the void. The light on his spiritual robe flickered, and there were nine lifelike dragons drawn on it.
When he saw the two big fifth-order puppets, his face became slightly solemn, and a short stick appeared in his hand.
The short stick turned around and suddenly became extremely huge in mid-air. Nine flood dragons hovered above this golden beam of light, and a terrifying spiritual pressure overflowed.
"Walk!"
Mo Yinjiao didn't want to get entangled with Yulongzong here at all, so he roared angrily.
He released two large fifth-order puppets before, not for fighting, but for cutting off the rear.
At this time, the spells of the two big five-level puppets were also ready, and each produced a spell. In the void, two huge runes, one red and one blue, merged with each other to form a brand new rune, which exploded again!
Poof!
A layer of red and blue clouds suddenly enveloped a thousand miles around, and even the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator who transformed himself into a **** was suppressed, and he could only see people and things tens of miles away.
"Um?"
The expression of Nine Dragon Venerable changed, and he felt a powerful surge coming from the void.
He hammered his chest without thinking, and a layer of purple scales appeared on his body.
Poof!
Almost at the moment when the scales appeared, a golden mask around him shattered instantly, and a puppet in blue armor appeared in front of him, punching out expressionlessly!
This punch hit the chest of Venerable Nine Dragons, his face turned red, and his body retreated hundreds of feet instantly.
Looking at a shallow fist mark on the purple scale armor, a stern look suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Nine Dragon Venerable.
Ho Ho!
Just as he retreated violently, the light of the 'Nine Dragon Pillar' in the sky flashed wildly, and dragons flew down one after another.
But the puppet in the blue armor melted directly into the mist, and disappeared quickly.
Suddenly there was a loud noise in midair.
A huge red lotus slowly bloomed, and countless fire rays splashed, swallowing the Nine Dragon Pillar into it.
Bang Bang!
The sound of fists hitting heavy objects came out, and the puppet in red armor suddenly appeared beside the Nine-Dragon Pillar of the Psychic Treasure, with a layer of crimson brilliance lingering above the fist.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Venerable Hei Miao has fled back to the organ city, and is looking at the 'Hunyuan Tianluo Umbrella' in midair with a worried face.
"snort!"
The void-returning old dragon snorted coldly, and another beam of purple light fell.
Even with the help of Zhenling this time, the 'Hunyuan Tianluo Umbrella' was still taken back by the old dragon.
It grabbed the Tianluo Umbrella, and it was instantly bound by purple chains, and it was thrown into the depths of the lake to suppress it!
The spirit of this treasure is in someone else's place, so it is obviously unusable in this fight.
Before, the Void Returning Old Dragon had been suppressing the Trick City and competing with Qi Ling for the ownership of the Void Returning Treasure. Now, he finally has a little free hand.
It looked at the large area of red and blue mist, with a sneer on its face, and suddenly opened the dragon kiss.
A series of tornadoes emerged, sweeping the blue and red mist all over the sky, and sinking into the dragon's mouth.
In an instant, most of the surrounding fog was cleared away, revealing the Momen's dry transformation god.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Void Returning Old Dragon, and he grabbed out his right claw unceremoniously.
"ah!"
A scream came out in mid-air, Mo Yinjiao's divine sense swept away, and he saw Mo Yinling being grabbed by a treasure like a purple dragon claw.
This old void-returning dragon actually killed a deity-transforming cultivator with just one shot!
"Silver Bell?!"
Mo Yinjiao let out an angry roar, his face flashed cruelly, and a gleaming silver pill appeared in his hand, which he swallowed in one gulp.
Suddenly, his whole body shone with silver light, and silver scales emerged from his face and hands, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot.
And the mana fluctuations of Mo Yinjiao's original perfect transformation, unexpectedly there is a faint upward trend of continuing to climb.
"Heavenly Demon Transformation Pill?!"
The Void-Returning Old Dragon didn’t take it seriously, and the dragon head seemed to be a little joking: "It seems that you are a demon cultivator! Or a half-demon who has refined the blood of the demon clan... It’s a pity that this ‘Heavenly Demon Transformation Pill’ is for temporary mana in exchange for life...Your blood has already decayed, how long can you last?"
Mo Yinjiao pursed his lips, a fierce look appeared on his face covered with silver scales, and a silver wheel suddenly appeared in his right hand.
The surface of the silver wheel is engraved with various runes, and suddenly it shines brightly, like a silver moon, cutting towards the Void Returning Flood Dragon...
(end of this chapter)