The dragon roared and the tiger roared, the wind and clouds changed dramatically, and the clouds were mixed and uncertain, but at this moment, they condensed into a dragon and tiger.

Heaven and earth should be the way of heaven, there is no cultivator in the world, when the universe was first born, heaven and earth were chaotic, and the life sent from nowhere ignited the vast and boundless starry sky, and the gods appeared.

If there is one color to describe the ancient desolation, it must be the red that represents blood, countless divine blood poured into any piece of the spiritual land in the main world, and the cry of the giant beast resounded throughout the era, and it was generous and dripping.

Pangu broke the sky, Xingtian was decapitated, water and fire did not melt, Jingwei reclaimed the sea, and Houyi shot the sun...... In the world of gods, the human form is not yet the mainstream, the future is undecided, and everyone you see is a giant.

But the time has changed, the concentration of spiritual power has decreased sharply, it seems that the shallow fish in the sea can't adapt to the dullness of the deep sea, and the human form is obviously more suitable for this dull era, and the gods will not easily change back to their true bodies.

So the current scene is particularly shocking.

The white tiger was thrown away by the tail of the green dragon who was many times longer than himself, but the green dragon did not escape the reality of being scratched by the dragon scales, the bright red was mixed with wisps of gold, and the dragon's blood was splashed, it had nothing to do with Dong Fu, but his eyes were condensed.

Pureblood!

This is the sign of pure blood, it stands to reason that the blood of the purebred Protoss should be standard golden, but that is the Protoss of the God Realm, like Boiling Pan Zhongxiu, who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and the blood is still a long way from transcending mortals.

Dong Fu stared at the big pool of blood on the ground.

Not because he was envious, but ...... If he remembers correctly, he was also like this blood before he went to the Yi family!

How could I not have seen the color of my own blood? Bumps and bumps are inevitable, not to mention that I grew up in the mountains with my grandfather, and injuries and bleeding are basically commonplace. And because I have seen my own blood, I have a deep influence on blood.

But after arriving at the Yi family, he came into contact with other people, although the Yi family is a big family, it is impossible for everyone to have strong blood, like Yi Yao's parents have no blood at all, Dong Fu saw it when Yi Yao's mother was doing needlework.

The blood was red, and there was not a hint of golden yellow to be found.

In this process, the matter of his bloodline being changed must have happened when he was in the Yi family, and he was almost all practicing in the monastery, and he didn't have a clear consciousness for a lot of time when he was in the Yi family.

Besides, he has already seen his grandfather, with his grandfather's deep concealment, Dong Fu doesn't think he didn't see it, if he hides it and doesn't reveal it, then it must be a storm that will greet him in the future......

Fuxi clan, Eastern Imperial Family, Yi family, Shura Pavilion......

There are also icebergs that have never surfaced, how deep is this water? What role does grandpa play in it, the decision-maker? Or is it just a relatively large chess piece like the Yi family?

The pit in the ground is not deep, but it is extremely wide.

No one questioned the strength of the dragon's tail, the dragon was long, although it was not as strong as a white tiger, at least the thickness of the dragon's body was only as thick as a bucket, and it was not comparable to the sturdy insect that was only a few meters tall.

But the bloodline is not too related to the shape of the body, this tail is really quite terrifying, enough to open the golden broken stone, not to mention that the white tiger transformed by Zhong Xiu has really endured it.

Saying goes

Say, a horned dragon, a diagonal dragon,

The five-clawed green dragon Ao Pan has two horns on the top of his head, and it is not surprising that it is a genuine dragon, so that the realm has five claws, and its bloodline is at least ninety-nine if it is not pure.

With his front feet on the ground, the white tiger lifted his whole body and pulled up his two hind legs, as if he was seriously injured under Ao Pan's tail just now, but then the white tiger straightened his body with one step.

The tiger's eyes were wide, and a few traces of majesty were born out of thin air, Dong Fu secretly applauded, the tigers were really majestic.

But the next moment the eyeballs were about to fall.

The white tiger howled a few times, his eyes became misty and lazy, his whole body was bent into a bow, and a low roar that dragged on for a long time came from the tiger's mouth, this situation, this situation seemed to be like a house cat yawning, stretching and stretching its muscles......

The bones crunched, the white tiger took a few steps on the spot, the green dragon next to him ignored it, the muscles at the ruptured wound clamped tightly, stopping the blood flow, the dragon's eyes were horizontal, and the slender and well-proportioned dragon body bloomed a little shimmer, and if you look closely, it was a faint electric current like an earthworm.

The electric current continued to consume the golden light from the huge wound in the dragon's tail, and the wound was several feet long, although it was not known to be deep, but it was only a small injury in the eyes of the huge body of the green dragon.

There was a big pool of dragon blood on the ground, the smell of blood came, the white tiger tiger hair stood up, and his eyes were instantly blood-red.

The temperature in the ring suddenly dropped by a few degrees, and the spectators who were closer to the ring clearly felt the change.

It was also from this moment that the most direct breath on the white tiger's body was no longer the inexplicable sharpness, but was replaced by that cold feeling, Dong Fu didn't know why, but Yi Yao was not surprised at all, and turned his head to explain this cold breath to Dong Fu.

"Murderous, is this murderous?" Dong Fu groaned.

Yi Yao smiled, and suddenly, Dong Fu's heart trembled, countless goosebumps appeared on his body, and the surrounding temperature decreased, as if he was in an ice cellar.

He looked at Yi Yao in the direction of the source with resentment.

Come and go quickly, Yi Yao smiled again, collected the murderous aura, and reverted to the girl who seemed to be weak, but the cold feeling just now couldn't be faked, Dong Fu was only a few inches away from Yi Yao, and the feeling was profound.

The white tiger's fur turned light red, the green dragon's claws on the ground were clenched, very nervous, the dragon's eyes were round, and there seemed to be countless thunderbolts flashing inside.

......

The blood stained the ring red, the white tiger had become a red tiger, his limbs trembled and he couldn't help himself, and the green dragon was also covered with wounds of all sizes.

The two sides were exhausted, as if now as long as one Foundation Realm monk could finish off the two. The viewers were tired, after all, they had been concentrating for four or five hours, but they were all attracted by the battle of the two giant beasts, and they were reluctant to give up their hearts and stay out of the matter.

Dong Fu was engrossed and interested, and no one taught him the use of bloodline, and now the two are competing, which is a good opportunity for him to imitate and learn.

Rumble~~

The weather changed suddenly, as if the sun was still shining last moment, but at this time it was indeed thundering and raining.

The dragon from the cloud and the tiger from the wind, there is at this time

The clouds and the wind are beneficial to both of them, but boiling the pan can also thunder and rain, and it is really his home field at this time.

The green dragon was overjoyed, happily leaping into the sky, excitedly drilling in and out of the black clouds.

The thunder light was obscure, and every time the boiled pan shuttled, the scales regained a bit of luster, and the white tiger transformed by Zhong Xiu was still standing in place, silently licking his wounds, bearing the faint pain of every inch of his body and even his internal organs, while thinking about this sudden thunderstorm.

Finally, the boil finally absorbed enough thunder and lightning, and the dragon's eyes narrowed, staring at the white tiger on the ground.

Roar~

Another dragon roar, but this time the air is extraordinarily sufficient, and it is also mixed with the excitement of the winner, and the thunder is mixed with the dragon's roar, as if the accompaniment is setting off the singer who is singing, but I don't know who is the guest and who is the master.

The dark clouds finally broke out, and the purple thunder light the thickness of nine buckets fell straight towards Zhong Xiu, and Yi Yao narrowed his eyes at this time.

Nine Heavens Thunder??

It seems that the black clouds are floating down a lot, and there is a huge cloud on the head of the white tiger, and the white tiger's eyes are sharp and unwilling, and the red mist around his body seems to be blood, and the tiger's mouth is wide open, swallowing a dazzling golden light.

Dong Fu saw that the white tiger was flashing with the madness of choosing people to devour at any time at any time.

The dragon chanted, and the heavens helped the heavens and thunder descended.

The tiger roars, the sky can't help it, if the sky stops me, I will break the sky.

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It is often said that God has eyes, if this is the case, then does God really have his own consciousness?

Since ancient times, countless people have thought about this, in fact, when the realm of cultivators reaches a certain level, they will think about this question, although the cultivation of cultivators is ultimately the Dao heart, but it will inevitably involve the laws of heaven and earth, and at that time this problem will be prominent enough.

The final consensus is that heaven and earth are indeed conscious, but they are more inclined to a pan-consciousness, that is, everything in it tends to be an instinct, and it does not think like a human being.

Monastery, General House Hall.

"Whether this celestial change is from your Lei Ze clan knows in your heart, why bother to say more"

A woman in palace clothes with a beautiful face didn't care about any interests and upbringing, and stretched out her finger and took a step forward and pointed at the nose of a white-haired old man.

The blue-haired old man seems to have inherited the unique face of the Lei Ze clan, coupled with the slightly curly hair at the end, there is no doubt that he must be a member of the Lei Ze clan, so the identity of the woman opposite him is about to come out, as long as it is a person in the main world, he can guess that it is the Hua Xu family.

Everyone present was not surprised, since they could sit here, they must be the elders of the big clan with heads and faces, and none of them were below the emperor realm, the leader gave people a feeling of warmth and jade, wearing a wide royal blue robe, holding a fan behind his hand, although he smiled but did not have another majesty, but he looked admirable, it was Zhu Wenqu, the abbot of the monastery.

Ask the canal that is as clear as it is, for there is a source of living water.

This was made by Zhu Xi, the ancestor of the Zhu family, and Zhu Jiaken gave Zhu Wenqu this name, which can be said to be a great expectation, and Zhu Wenqu also lived up to this name

He became the abbot of the monastery.

Confucianism is modest, especially for Zhu Wenqu, governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, and the temple needs checks and balances, which is the way of the emperor and the necessary quality of those in power.

Therefore, Zhu Wenqu just let everyone gang up, what he wants is the opinions of everyone, if everyone has the same opinion, then what do you want to do as the dean.

Ahem, cough~

A coughing sound came, without the slightest impatience, warm and moist, and the sound reached everyone's ears just right, and everyone, including Lei Zehuaxu and the two clans, stopped.

"The emperor on duty in this hospital did not find anything abnormal, and this thunderstorm was really accidental. Zhu Wenqu then said.

......

Donghuang Yan looked at the picture of the hall in front of him and snorted disdainfully, "The emperor of the monastery is also clumsy, where is there such a thing as an accident in the world." ”

The bloody man's eyebrows were picturesque, his facial features were already very clear, and he looked at the scholar next to him who had no sparkle in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became solemn.

"But behind that accident, I'm afraid there is inevitability......"

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Fuxi's hometown was once prosperous.

Behind the ruins are still ruins, after a few steps, the mud is mixed with white and yellowed fleshless bones, the wind and the sun are exposed, I don't know how many thousands of years.

Tens of thousands of miles to the west, there is a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light......

"Brother, is this the Yang Realm?" the girl smiled cutely, wrapping her hands around the right arm of the young man next to her, and her big smart eyes were watery, like a curious milk cat.

"yes......"

(End of chapter)