Hundreds of immortals volleyed in the air, covered in gold, and infinite light shone down through those cracks above the night sky, setting off the immortals more solemnly and sacred, possessed by golden armor, looking down at the world, his eyes were like substance.

Bright and quiet and lonely, this is the true portrayal of the brilliant starry sky above the snow-capped mountains.

At the forefront of hundreds of immortals, a tall and unusually tall golden-armored immortal stretched out a finger and shook it at the Northern Wei Heavenly Son.

Li Yuanhao looked up at this scene, infinite disgust and grief rose in his heart, the sword in one hand turned into a two-handed sword, his breath skyrocketed, his black hair was flying, his eyes were demonic, and the front end of the broken sword lightly tapped the burly immortal, she was provoking, and she was also challenging, do you dare to fight with me?

The burly immortal's body did not move, but from the eyes peeking out of the helmet, it could be seen that he was laughing, laughing at the incompetence of the ants in the world, waving his hand gently, hundreds of immortals swooped down in unison, and a meteor shower fell in the night sky, and each immortal's figure left a clearly visible stream of light in the sky, as if cutting a groove in the night sky.

Su Mingchuan above the dark forest spread his hands wide, rushed into the night sky, his clothes rolled like waves, floating backwards, and he snorted softly, the sword qi condensed on the tips of his ten fingers, and his body fell slightly, driving the 10,000-year-old ancient pine he was standing to bow his head and bow his head, and thousands of trees pointed at the deputy pavilion master of the Western Chu Sword Pavilion in unison, like the stars and the moon.

"Get up!" Su Mingchuan's body was raised, and thousands of trees were uprooted, catapulting into the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Su Mingchuan's swordsmanship and sword qi are excellent, and his use of breath is accurate to the point, but he doesn't know that the sword intent of the deputy pavilion master of the Xichu Sword Pavilion is also at its peak.

The hundreds of immortals who swooped down and the tens of thousands of tree swords collided head-on, and the explosions came and went, forming a black and white line between the collisions, one side of this line was a bright masterpiece, and the other side was a sword qi vertical and horizontal, stalemate. Finally, the light defeated the sword qi, and thousands of flying swords were blown into powder, and dozens of the hundred immortals were also injured, unable to fight anymore, retreating to the cracks in the sky and returning to the heavenly court.

Kong Jun porcelain, who has been sitting on the sandbar in the center of the lake, is still not in a hurry to fall steadily, the left hand is black, the right hand is white, occasionally between them, he has to stop thinking about it, and gradually the chessboard is black and white, there is no place to fall, the last chess piece is about to fall, Kong Jun porcelain's slender fingers paused, looked up at the sky, and did not hesitate to drop the last chess piece: "Luozi Tianyuan!"

Suddenly, the entire lake boiled like hot water, rolling up, dozens of water columns like a waterspout to draw water, if you look closely, each water column is a lifelike water dragon. At the same time, there are visions everywhere in the world of Kyushu, a lonely peak lying between heaven and earth in the northwest border roars with a dragon's roar, a turbulent river hidden between the mountains and forests in the ancient land of southern Xinjiang pours backwards and goes backwards, a volcano lying at the bottom of the deep sea on the coast of the East China Sea erupts violently, and there seems to be a Kunpeng born in the heavy snow in the extreme north to cover the sky and cover the sun......

The dragon veins in the world come from Kunlun, all the dragon veins come out of Kunlun and flow to all parts of the world, the book of the Bank of China speculates that the dragon veins in the world are twenty-four, in addition to the double dragon luck in Tai'an City, the golden dragon luck in Jiankang City, and the purple dragon luck in Xichu attached to the Zizhu array, after a few years of breeding the black dragon luck of the Nerve City, the dragon luck that was suppressed by Murong Feng in the Western Regions, and other dragon veins in the world are distributed everywhere, although there are dragon veins but no imperial qi, they can only be scattered all over the world, like wild horses, do not obey discipline, and cannot be raised to nurture the imperial qi.

However, the second dean of the Sage Academy crossed the realm of God, took the chessboard as the heaven and the earth, and the chess pieces as the sea pearl, found another way, and used the method of mapping to gather the other dragon veins in the world, so that there was a vision of all parts of the world , also discussed the sword with Murong Feng, with Murong Feng's arrogant character of no one in his eyes, he had a good impression of Kong Jun porcelain, when Murong Ke entered the Central Plains, he also specially asked him to bring a Tianshan Snow Lotus to Dean Kong Er, the world's supernatural powers are seventy-seven eighty-eight, Kong Jun porcelain has heard of it, and can condense the dragon veins distributed all over the world, and there is only Mr. Shuyuan Er.

After falling Zi Tianyuan, the chessboard was bright and prosperous, and Kong Lin, who was standing behind Kong Jun porcelain, could obviously see that Mr. had faint white hair, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and it was not an easy thing to tame the many dragon veins in the world and use them for himself.

"Kong Lin, gaze quietly, don't be distracted!" Kong Junci let out a cold snort, interrupting Kong Lin's thoughts.

Kong Lin threw out distracting thoughts, looked down at the chessboard, vertical and horizontal seventeen paths, there was a looming breath in it constantly wandering, it was magical, and finally those breaths converged to the position of Tianyuan, intertwined with each other, dozens of breaths broke through the chessboard, the violent breath rose to the sky, raised his head and roared, and all the dragon veins in the world came here.

Kong Jun porcelain's ten fingers fly, and there is a colorful breath between the ten fingers, combining dozens of dragon veins and water columns rising into one, with both form and spirit.

The body of the second dean of the Sage Academy rose in the air, commanding the dragon veins in the world to crash into the hundreds of immortals in the sky.

Zhou Meng raised his head to look at the sky, stretched out one hand to an immortal in the air, and spit out a word in his mouth: "Near!"

The immortal seemed to be pulled by an invisible breath, and came to Zhou Meng in the blink of an eye, Zhou Meng said to a free hand: "Move!"

That fist moved from static to heavy, hitting the immortal hard, a seemingly understated punch, blasted away the immortal's body, and was directly blasted into the sky, Zhou Meng looked at the fist with some surprise, he didn't expect this punch to be so powerful.

Just as he was stunned, a heavenly immortal swooped down with a light spear and stabbed at Zhou Meng's head, Zhou Meng came back to his senses and hurriedly spit out a sound in his mouth: "Far away!"

The immortal's body was indeed far away, but the distance was not as fast as the swooping speed at all, the heavenly immortal approached again, Zhou Meng panicked, and suddenly a spear pierced the immortal's body and nailed him to the ground.

Zhou Meng stabilized his mind, although he stepped above the Divine Heaven Realm, he didn't know anything about the battle in the world, and he faced Tuoba Longye

The Hun God of War smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and the blood-colored spear sucked and squeezed the immortal who came out of his body, and his body exploded in the sky like a long rainbow.

Poisonous Sword Immortal Murong Feng can split an immortal in two, why can't the Hun God of War?!