Chapter 780: The Demon of the Dragon

Slash the sky and leave the dragon realm. But the color in front of him is not the familiar deep and dark, but the overwhelming golden light, the eyes are dazzling! Thick as mercury juice, light as floating clouds, the combination of the two into one, there is extraordinary spirituality.

The golden light is striking, surging from all directions! The stormy waves, and the hands and feet of the giant god, expounding the true meaning of the slightest martial arts, touching the limit of the force, the fist has not yet arrived, and there is already a huge pressure on the top!

Ding Feng bathed in gold and cast waves, cut through thorns and thorns, and opened up the road. Once invincible, and even cut through the sword qi of the innate pure yang treasure, it was difficult to move an inch here, often flying over a few zhang, and then the follow-up was weak.

Continuing to resist the golden color of the clouds, and moving forward for more than a hundred miles, Ding Feng found out the details here: "Xuanqi creation, casting the immortal court!" Further into the depths, some of the great halls and treasure pavilions that have not yet taken shape are rising and falling in the clouds, this is undoubtedly the central immortal domain of the past, and the immortal court of today!

The power of the Xuan Qi condenses the aura of the universe, casting it into perfection and beauty, and it is completely integrated! Whether it is the Dao Sect Yuan God who changes freely, or the body of the innate gods and demons of the same size, it must also be trapped by it. The faint mustard sword light could not penetrate through, and Ding Feng could only rely on the supreme blade to shake its strength.

Fortunately, the dragon realm escaped not far from the immortal court, and Ding Feng took off just right. Otherwise, when he goes deep into the immortal court, before the next era begins, Ding Feng will be trapped inside.

The sword light is surging, and the yin and yang are hanging over the river. Ding Feng is inside, sword practice is outside, inside and outside meet, mutual induction. Practicing the sword sheng forcibly used the technique of slashing immortals and sealing gods, the blade was condensed in frost and snow, concentrated a little, sang and marched, and split more than ten miles!

The four small swords were arrayed in all directions, and Ding Feng had no choice but to let go of the Trapped Immortal Sword: "Help me to fight! After escaping, I will let you leave!" A few words still can't get the trust of the Trapped Immortal Sword, but she also sees that the situation is dangerous, if Ding Feng is trapped in the Forbidden Immortal Court, she will not get any benefits either.

The once silent Trapping Immortal Sword immediately shined brightly, washed away the lead, and helped Ding Feng rearrange the Zhuxian Sword Array. With the help of the Immortal Sword, and the many tricks of the Immortal Sword Array, Ding Feng suddenly opened up and understood the way of change in the Sword Formation.

"I thought that there was no change in the innate killing machine, but it turned out that there was still a true meaning in this!"

The scarlet sword rainbow is also pregnant with an extreme power, which is not inferior to the most complete and beautiful! Ding Feng also used the ability to open up a thousand things, and merged with the Zhuxian Sword Array, and immediately turned into a scorched earth cage, breaking through many dangers and obstacles, and advancing a hundred feet!

And at the other end of the Immortal Garden, the Dao Seed Holy Lotus swayed and scattered, the lotus petals crushed into the Heavenly Sword Light, and the forbidden seal tried its best to rebuke the majestic Lingtao!

Cutting immortals, sealing the gods and the two parts into one, showing two circles of forbidden light, hanging a delicate and clear gourd! Dao Seed Holy Lotus spit out a thin and vast breath, faint, insignificant, falling on the gourd, and blooming!

The gourd swallowed, as if it was about to exhaust the universe, and the dark hole condensed the avenue, and in an instant, it spit out an ancient bronze sword light. The sword light is dim, but it is both yin and yang, with the power of opening the world and the earth, and with the breath alone, it will make the fairy court Lingtao look away.

The sword light refutes the immortal court and dispels the gods! It is less than a hundred miles away from where Ding Feng is! If it is usual, flying a hundred miles is just a snap of a finger, but this place is the immortal court, which is extraordinary, and it takes infinite effort to take one step.

At this time, Xuanhuang Zhenlong pursued and killed, desperate, and wanted to leave Ding Feng in the immortal court. This Xuanhuang True Dragon was originally the doppelganger of the True Dragon Emperor, and he was not hindered by the Immortal Court, but was helped, and the golden clouds and waves avoided it one after another, so that the Xuanhuang True Dragon could move forward.

Ding Feng's mind was all on the Zhuxian Sword Array, how could he have the strength to deal with Xuanhuang Zhenlong? If he was entangled by it, even if he delayed for a moment, he would be trapped to death.

The trapped immortal sword turned into a human and presided over the sword formation for Ding Feng: "I hope you remember the agreement!" The four swords of Zhuxian were originally the treasure of killing, and they did not want to be subservient to others, and they were sealed by Ding Fengzhen for a long time, of course, they accumulated a lot of resentment.

Ding Fengyuan Shen said, although the four swords of Zhuxian could not threaten him, they could never surrender, and taking them with them would only increase the variables: "The covenant between you and me will not be forgotten." ”

The Yuan Shen changed, and the long river of Yin and Yang sprinkled the sword qi, and then contracted into two sword lights of Yin and Yang to fight with the Xuanhuang True Dragon! The Xuanhuang True Dragon was full of momentum, and Ding Feng was not far behind, pinched the sword trick, refined the qi of the ancestor Shuanglong, and suddenly ten thousand swords fired together, turning into a sword qi dragon, and he didn't know how to do it.

Ding Feng peeked at the leopard in the tube, and saw a glimpse of it. Seeing the remains of the first dragon, he felt a feeling, held the sword light, and condensed the shape of the ancestor dragon, boundless and huge, vast and boundless. Seeing the beginning but not the end, it is also like a dragon!

After all, the incarnation of the True Dragon Emperor is too small to withstand the power of the Ancestor Shuanglong, Ding Feng only used this sword to beat the Xuanhuang True Dragon back to the Dragon Realm again, hurriedly reversed the direction, and fell into the Zhuxian Sword Formation, killing scarlet in response to the pure and flawless sword light of the sword practice, blasting out a path.

Under all kinds of dangers, Ding Feng finally got out and looked back. The spiritual clouds in the Immortal Court seemed to be bridged, without missing the slightest: "The Dragon Realm enters the Immortal Court, this is undoubtedly the handiwork of the ancestor Shuanglong, even if he dies, he can calculate several epochs." ”

The Ancestor Double Dragon is really unpredictable, but the True Dragon Emperor is not inferior. He is bound not to follow the arrangement of the ancestor Shuanglong and follow the rules. Because of this, the True Dragon Emperor can be called the number one enemy of all emperors.

The Buddha's light flickered, and Ding Feng threw out the sleeping Pang Huan. It is more than 100 feet long, the dragon's whiskers are slender, the scales are dark purple, and there is a strong demonic aura. Swallow and spit out, defile the spirit element, and lose its vitality. You don't need to look closely to know that this demon dragon is the demon of dragons, the dragon of demons.

The overflowing demonic qi gathered on Pang Huan's head, twisting and transforming into a Qimen Demon Treasure that looked like a blade. Ding Feng glanced at it, and he panicked for no reason, he pressed his mind, but found that there was another person who was confused and exposed his figure.

The deviant lord came together with the black-clothed Buddha, and the black-clothed Buddha's blood-stained robe, the blood was almost inky black. The souls of the dead who were slashed under the knife could not be reincarnated, and turned into skulls and skulls around him.

The black-clothed Buddha took his head away, took down many skulls, made bracelets, folded his hands, and twisted the dry bones. For the first time, he turned a blind eye to Ding Feng, and just focused on Pang Huan, or stared at the Qimen Demon Treasure.

The deviant lord is the best at demagoguery, telling right and wrong, reversing black and white, and hiding the bottomless demon abyss under the awe-inspiring fairy aura: "Good Dragon King! Good decision! It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time, and I met an opponent like the True Dragon Emperor." ”

Obviously, both the deviant lord and the black-clothed Buddha knew the origin of this strange magic treasure, and they naturally came for it. It's just that he was accidentally exposed, but Ding Feng took the lead.

(End of chapter)