Chapter 91: A Fairy Gate

"Over the years, as far as the poor monk knows, you have been staying in the dragon pit and have never stepped out of the dragon pit for half a step. There is no improvement in cultivation. ”

The monk swore that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and said.

The Ancient Lord Dragon said disdainfully, "You're overconfident. “

"Why is the donor afraid of the poor monk, and why does the donor not dare to do it to the poor monk in the first place. “

"Haven't the donors noticed that there is a small benefactor between us? “

"The above can be deduced that the strength of the donor is still stuck in many years ago. “

The monk said it sentence by sentence, as if it was quite reasonable.

A cold sweat broke out behind Jiang Qingjiu, and he found himself? Then why didn't he do it to himself?

At this time, the Ancient Lord Dragon was also puzzled, and said in surprise: "Is there anyone between you and me?"

The monk smiled, looked at Jiang Qingjiu, and said in a low voice, "The benefactor invites you to come out." Don't use tricks anymore. “

A cold sweat broke out on Jiang Qingjiu's forehead, and he was anxious, not that he didn't want to go out, but he really didn't know how to get out of his current state.

"Could it be that the poor monk asked you to come out in person?" the monk asked with a low smile.

The Ancient Lord Dragon was vigilant and threatened: "If you come out now, we will be able to live without blame, if I find you, you will be comfortable." ”

A fine sweat broke out behind Jiang Qingjiu, and he smiled bitterly for a while, anxious in his heart, the two in front of him were all things he couldn't provoke.

And the monk has already discovered his traces, obviously he has the ability to find himself, if the monk exposes himself all of a sudden, it will be dead.

At this moment, Jiang Qingjiu's brows furrowed, and he suddenly felt a strong wind rising beside him.

Looking sideways, I saw an old man with a somewhat rickety figure who appeared beside him with a serious expression, as if he was playing a trick.

Lao Dao was wearing a simple Taoist robe, with a Tai Chi pattern printed on his back, Lao Dao was holding a bitter jujube face, but there was a hint of charm in his eyes.

At this time, he smiled slightly and said, "I was discovered by you, Master Yilan." ”

The monk stretched out his hand and stood in front of him, bowed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Huashui Zhenren said that it was funny, if you didn't estimate it, I am afraid it would be difficult to find you." ”

The body of the ancient lord dragon coiled, his eyes full of doubts, and asked, "A Taoist priest of the Immortal Sect?"

Hua Shui Zhenren nodded and said, "What you said is right, I am an unknown Taoist priest of the First Immortal Sect. The owner of the dragon pit, the ancient master dragon, must not have heard of my name. ”

The Ancient Lord Dragon was a little surprised, and said in surprise: "The first few top forces have arrived, the Ancient Stone Temple, and the Immortal Gate." ”

Hua Shui Zhenren raised himself in front of him with one hand, bowed and said, "Don't hide it, since the moment you left, we have been staring at you tightly." ”

"It was premeditated," the Ancient Lord Dragon smiled bitterly, "Is it the secret treasure that has been eyeing me?"

The monk bowed down and said, "You are right, we are all here to obtain the merit of the donor after you have committed a crime. ”

"It's vicious. The Ancient Lord Dragon said in a deep voice, "But just the two of you, are you sure that you will be able to fight me?"

Jiang Qingjiu was among the three of them, full of doubts, could it be that this ancient main dragon still had any hole cards, or that he had just fought with Chen Lingzhi and did not use his true strength.

The monks looked at each other and smiled, their eyes were light, as if they were looking at their prey.

"If the poor monk is not mistaken, it will be very difficult for the donor to fight with a wisp of clone of Chen Ling's predecessors. ”

The Ancient Lord Dragon said coldly: "So what, he was the number one in the Dao Sect in the past!"

"You're right, Chen Lingzhi is indeed the number one in the Dao Sect, even if he is a wisp of clones, he is still extremely powerful. However, in this confrontation, Poor Dao saw your weakness, if Poor Dao guessed correctly, there must be something wrong with your body. Hua Shui Zhenren smiled, shook his head, and naturally touched the beard on his chin.

The body of the ancient main dragon continued to transform, and finally formed a human form.

His eyes were cold, he ignored the two of them, and said, "Your analysis is not wrong, but after swallowing this planet, my physical problems have been eliminated." ”

The monks glanced at each other and said, "No need to say more, just do it!"

The monk removed the robe from his body and chanted a mantra in his mouth, and the golden threads inlaid on the robe shimmered continuously.

When the time was ripe, he threw the robe out with one hand.

The crimson robe instantly formed a small world, enveloping the ancient main dragon in it, and the golden light formed a light-shaped barrier, just encircling the main dragon in it.

"Open!" the monk chanted, and a magic seal appeared in the robe, and a strange golden light emerged, shining on the main dragon's body.

His strength is constantly being reduced by the robe.

"It's actually a magic weapon that can be downgraded, but it's rare!" There was a hint of sadness between the ancient lord Long Meiyu.

The monk smiled and said, "This is just one of the great gifts we have prepared for the benefactor, it is insignificant, and the next thing is the real big show." ”

He turned his gaze to the Taoist, and at this time, the Huashui Dao man stretched out his hand and took out a long sword from the void, with a Taiji seal printed on the hilt, and above the blade of the sword, bursts of ghostly light appeared. The Taiji diagram behind him stepped back, and a light-type Taiji appeared behind him.

"Sword Shrine!"

The long sword in his hand kept turning between the bent hands in front of him.

He was half-crouching, pulling back and forth, a long sword slowly emerging behind him.

"It's just three thousand immortal swords mobilized from the First Immortal Gate, you can catch it!" Hua Shui Zhenren scolded, and the dense long swords behind him instantly burst out, rushing towards the ancient main dragon.

There was a whistling sound, and the long sword kept passing through Jiang Qingjiu's body, but none of the swords hurt him, he was like a transparent person.

Thousands of long swords flew like a dark cross-flowing waterfall.

The ancient lord dragon frowned, his face changed greatly, and the robe on it greatly weakened his strength.

The flying sword on the opposite side is made out of a fairy gate, and a Taoist priest from a fairy gate has heard that tens of thousands of flying swords in the sword mound have stabbed the king of demon beasts to death.

Do you have to face such a fate today?

He roared a little unwillingly, raised his hands, and luck formed a huge barrier in front of him.

With the wave of his arms, the aura around his body continued to flow.

"Block!"

His hands were holding up a barrier, blocking thousands of flying swords.

The sound of ping-pong kept ringing, but those flying swords failed to poke the barrier open for a while.

The monk said in a low voice: "Huashui Zhenren, your level seems to have declined!

Hua Shui Zhenren smiled lightly: "It's okay, Poor Dao is just trying to test him now, the strength of the three thousand flying swords is far more than that, you should also know." “

The monk nodded, his eyes were full of trust, and said: "Huashui Zhenren is right, the flying sword of the Immortal Gate, the poor monk has seen it." “

"Flying Sword, Gather!"

Perhaps in order to be able to prove himself, Hua Shui Zhenren controlled thousands of flying swords to converge in the same direction,

As a result of crashing into the barrier, the scattered flying swords began to converge towards him,

Thousands of flying swords, scattered around him constantly rotating, he pointed a finger, thousands of flying swords flew in one direction at the same time,

Hua Shui Zhenren pulled his hand back, and the flying sword flew back.

Squatting down, he pointed towards the Ancient Lord Dragon, and at the same time, a formation emerged between the two, and thousands of flying swords passed through the large array, constantly flying towards the distance.

The Ancient Lord Dragon's face was embarrassed, and he could feel that the robe on his body was constantly consuming his strength, and if he continued like this, he would definitely miss.

"Ahh

Transformed into a giant giant again.

At this time, the robe could no longer cover him, and the giant gasped between his snorts.

The flying swords had already arrived, and they rushed towards him one after another.

He raised his hands in the air, resisting with the hard outer layer of skin.

The flying swords kept coming, and at this time, the main dragon in his heyday, these flying swords couldn't hurt him at all.

Hua Shui Zhenren, his face was a little ugly, he was not a professional sword cultivator, although with his own strength, he dispatched three thousand flying swords from an immortal gate for his own use, but it was difficult to exert his true effect.

The monk also had a dark face, and said angrily: "I didn't expect that there would be such a magnification technique!"

"The body is enlarged, and it is useless. With a wave of the monk's confident hand, the strange robe flew towards him.

He smiled and took a string of Buddha beads from his neck, a string of pure black beads in his hand.

He smiled and said to the giant transformed by the main dragon in the distance, "The donor thinks that this will be able to suppress us!"

"The donor may have underestimated us a little, although we are only two juniors, but the poor monk has already said, you are still you many years ago, the poor monk, Huashui Zhenren, the ancient stone temple, a fairy gate is no longer the self that once been, our progress, you can't imagine. “

His body was full of blood, his eyes were red, and there seemed to be a flame on his eyebrows, and he raised the Buddha bead in his hand and rushed towards the giant.

Seeing this, Hua Shui Zhenren didn't say much, he was not a sword cultivator, three thousand flying swords, but he used it to support the scene, and now it's time to show his real skills.

He stripped off the hem of his upper body, revealing his crimson skin, and two huge golden arms emerged from behind his body, charging towards the giant.

Ginger sake sees everything in his eyes,

I saw two small figures shuttling around the giant's body, launching a fatal blow from time to time.

Due to the huge size of the giant, it was difficult to resist effectively, and at this time, there were already many wounds on his body, and blood flowed out of his wounds.

His expression was painful, but the two were too small and extremely fast, but they could only be beaten for a while!