The giant snake becomes a python, the giant python becomes a python, the giant python becomes a dragon, and so on step by step, step by step.

Twenty-four dragon veins in the world, by the mountains and rivers, climbing the mountains and water veins condensed, the Western Regions is located in the border, desolate and lonely, and there are the dragon veins of the West Chu Angtou, the so-called one mountain does not hide two tigers, so the Western Regions can not give birth to the dragon veins, and it will not achieve the great cause of the emperor, but there will always be a place where the heavenly materials and earth treasures are condensed, and the Lanluo Mountain Villa is located here.

Murong Feng is good at peeling off the cocoon and absorbing luck, and he will not let the luck of the Western Regions be lost in vain, so he uses his body as a furnace to raise the scarlet snake with the ability to reach the sky, absorb the luck of the Western Regions, and eventually become a python.

Whether it is Wei Mocheng, Su Mingchuan, or Zhang Shenggu, Hao Lian Liushui, they are all suspected of clinging to the dragon vein and stealing the way of heaven, but Murong Feng personally shaped two live Jiao, and then the poisonous sword immortal used domineering and abnormal means to suppress it with his own hands, the two scarlet snakes became dragons when they met the water, but they could not become dragons, the dragon is the supreme of heaven and earth, and non-human beings can control it, and the means of the poisonous sword immortal are simply incredible.

If the Poison Sword Immortal took off the head of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty and went all the way east to Tai'an City, with two living Jiao, plus a supernatural power, even if Wei Mocheng sat on the only Shuanglong Great Array in the world and had the title of invincible in Tai'an City, it was really hard to say the victory or defeat of the Poison Sword Immortal.

Two living Jiao, with teeth and claws, eyes showing fierce light, two fangs exposed, Li Yuanhao, who looked down at the water's edge, actually had anthropomorphic eyes, but looking at Murong Feng was frightened and abnormal, and bowed his head to the humble posture of a minister.

Murong Feng waved his hand lightly, and the two living Jiao climbed onto the shore from the water of the big river and hovered behind Murong Feng. The whole body of dozens of zhang Jiao, full of red phosphorescence, reflecting the sun, is even colder.

"Wandering outside the world, I went to Tai'an City, Wei Mocheng will not let you, the son of the Northern Wei Dynasty, sit still, and the luck of the Double Dragon Array will more or less share some of you, although it can't be compared with the deity, but it shouldn't be too shabby. If that's your way to press the bottom of the box, then use it as soon as possible, otherwise it's a shame to die. ”

Standing in front of the two ten-zhang living Jiao, Murong Feng's slender figure was slightly small, but in Li Yuanhao's eyes, Murong Feng's figure was even more majestic than the two red Jiao, like an insurmountable mountain, and the methods and thoughts of the poisonous sword immortal were beyond human power, not only outstanding combat power, but also incomparable killing power.

Seeing that Li Yuanhao was silent, Murong Feng sneered: "What, do you still want to fight with your physical body?"

The two red Jiao held their heads high, like two pillars that stood upright in heaven and earth, and at the same time slowly opened the mouth of the blood basin, and a scarlet breath overflowed, rich as a blood mist, just slowly absorbing the breath, the earth continued to tremble, the river water on the river surface rolled, the yellow sand rolled in all directions, the two groups of breath condensed, and the surface of the air mass was surrounded by thunder and lightning, making a crackling sound.

It is rumored that the dragon went out to sea, carrying the wind and rain, spitting electricity and fog, and the two red dragons in front of him were not dragons, but better than dragons.

Li Yuanhao has always stared at the two groups of aura, Wei Mocheng did leave part of the luck of the Double Dragon Great Array in her body, but at this time, she must not be in a hurry, she can only slowly consume the already invincible poisonous sword immortal on the opposite side, in order to determine the victory or defeat with one move, and demand that vitality, this is not only what Wei Mocheng meant, but also what Zhao Dunhuang said to her, Murong Feng is too strong, ridiculously strong, and it will always be a little stronger than you think.

In her eyes, the two red lights finally reached their peak, and then they were sprayed out by two red Jiao, and in an instant, Li Yuanhao couldn't help but widen his eyes, something beyond imagination happened.

The two red lights did not shoot at her, but collided with each other, and with a boom, a red lightning bolt suddenly formed, and slashed from the sky.

Li Yuanhao's face was solemn, he held the broken sword with both hands, and his whole body breathed vigorously, and the sword body pointed to the sky.

The red thunder and lightning struck, and Li Yuanhao soared into the sky and directly met him.

A continuous explosion sounded in the air, and the seemingly indestructible red thunder and lightning were split in the air and turned into two red streams, and Li Yuanhao turned into a white light and went upstream.

Murong Feng looked at the sky from afar, and seemed to see an interesting scene, the body of the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty was elevated, and the momentum was like a bamboo at the beginning, but as time went by, the speed became slower and slower, until it hovered, gradually revealing fatigue, and the thunder and lightning spewed by the two red Jiao were more like endless thunderstreams.

Finally, the white light was annihilated by the red light, and a figure fell from the sky and smashed to the ground, making a dull sound, and the red thunder and lightning still poured down like a flood.

In the center of the thunder and lightning, Li Yuanhao held a sword in one hand, knelt on one knee, covered in blood, blood flowed sideways, slowly stood up and stretched out, raised his head and glanced at the poisonous sword immortal coldly.

The Poison Sword Immortal stretched out his hand, his five fingers widened, and he shook it to the Northern Wei Emperor: "Death is not unjust!"

Suddenly clenched his fist and clenched it lightly, the thunder and lightning like the iron armor torrent suddenly stopped, and then all of them were slashed without reservation, and the power increased a hundred times.

Suddenly the red light filled the sky, surrounded by purple thunder, with Li Yuanhao as the center within a distance of twenty zhang full of torrents, arbitrarily cutting the space of that place, even the earth she stood on was also twisted by thunder and lightning, constantly sinking, and not long after that twenty zhang long and wide earth sank dozens of zhang, forming a bottomless pit.

Murong Feng closed his eyes: "Oh, there is still breath, since you want to wait for the price to sell, then you should never use the mastery of pressing the bottom of the box." ”

One hand of the void was violently pulled, and the big river on the side of him was pulled up by him, countless water swords volleyed in the air, with a cold drink, these water swords were all shot to the bottom of the big pit, and there was no room for hair, dense, and the sky actually formed a rainbow across the sky and the earth because of these water swords.

Murong Feng opened his eyes, the puddle in front of him was sparkling, and there was silence under the surface of the water, and there was no breath at all.

"You can go east. The Poison Sword Immortal slowly turned around and went to kill the majesty of the rich Central Plains.

Suddenly, he stopped, squinted and turned his head, there was a circle of ripples in the center of the puddle with a radius of twenty feet, the ripples expanded, met the edge of the puddle, and then rippled back, at the same time, there was a circle of ripples in the center, the two collided, regenerated and grandiose, more and more ripples, denser and denser, and finally it was like boiling, constantly tumbling, banging, a cloud of water mist exploded, and someone broke out of the water.

A cyan dragon in a puddle stands proudly high, and a golden dragon winds and circles, the two echo each other, and the beard is open, majestic and inviolable.

Li Yuanhao, who was drenched, stood on top of the dragon's head, looked down at Murong Feng, and said lightly: "Come again." ”