The thunder dragon stayed in place for a second, and its body actually shrunk in a circle, and the half of the dragon's head that was cut off by Chen Ziling was completely recovered.

Chen Ziling had just taken a breath, and the thunder dragon pounced again, obviously, planning to fight Chen Ziling endlessly.

"Trouble. ”

Chen Ziling's sword frowned, using the artistic conception of the wind, he took a step in the air, and then, he used the Peng Thunder Breaking Void Body Method, and went towards the side of the thunder dragon, wanting to cut the thunder dragon into two pieces with one sword.

And the thunder dragon reacted quickly, turned back and bit at Chen Ziling's body, wanting to tear Chen Ziling to pieces.

At this moment, the Chixiao Sword in Chen Ziling's hand had already slashed down towards the Thunder Dragon.

And the thunder dragon also immediately shot a thunder arrow, instantly blocking Chen Ziling's attack.

In mid-air, Chen Ziling held the Chixiao Sword in his hand and constantly urged Peng Lei to break through the void and change his position, while the Thunder Dragon took the initiative to continuously shoot the Thunder Arrow, beating Chen Ziling to the point of defeat and retreat, and he couldn't fight back at all.

Changhong sunset!

Chen Ziling stepped into the air and slashed down towards the thunder dragon with his sword.

"Boom—"

From the mouth of the thunder dragon, three purple thunderballs erupted, and it turned out to be Chen Ziling's Chixiao Sword Flying Out.

At this moment, Chen Ziling, who has lost the Chixiao Sword, is like a tiger that has lost its minions and an eagle that has lost its wings.

Lei Long no longer had any scruples, and bit down hard at Chen Ziling's body.

"Boom—"

Thunder surged and raged on Chen Ziling's body, but no flesh and blood splashed out, but his body was also divided into two parts.

This is the phantom of Chen Ziling's condensation with the Yuan Shen!

And the real Chen Ziling, the artistic conception appeared behind Lei Long.

"Whoosh-" The Chixiao Sword flew back into the hands of the real Chen Ziling, and without a pause, a sword slammed down.

"Boom—"

The powerful thunder dragon completely tore apart under this sword.

In the torn thunder dragon's body, a large amount of thunder power exploded, and at this time, the fake Chen Ziling in the thunder dragon's mouth also disappeared into invisibility.

With the power of the primordial god and the condensed fake body, it is very difficult to deceive the high-level fierce spirit beasts and Purple Mansion cultivators, but it is not difficult to deceive this thunder dragon.

Although the thunder dragon was torn, the thunder body of the thunder dragon would not die because of the tearing.

Chen Ziling continued to punch and was torn apart and suppressed by the thunder dragon.

"Boom! boom!"

As if it was thunder, Chen Ziling suppressed the next thunder, and those thunderbolts fell to the ground and exploded continuously, bursting out with powerful and amazing power.

"It turns out that this is the purpose of his rise into the air......" Chen Ziling's hand, even Fengqingyu, a saint who is accustomed to seeing big scenes, can't help but admire in his heart.

Chen Ziling rose into the air and led the thunder dragon into the sky to fight, and the thunder dragon's range of activity in mid-air was extremely large.

And so is Chen Ziling.

Chen Ziling kept making moves before, urging his body to change positions one after another, and then when the thunder dragon was not paying attention, he left a sword intent clone in the same place, so that the thunder dragon did not have the slightest vigilance.

In the end, he used the Yuan Shen to control the fake body to make a sword move, but in fact, it was to send the Chixiao Sword to the hands of the real body and make the thunder dragon relax his vigilance.

But this is a great risk, if Chen Ziling was discovered by the Thunder Dragon when he handed over the Chixiao Sword to the Sword Intent Clone and left quickly, Chen Ziling, who did not have the Chixiao Sword, was likely to be suppressed by the Thunder Dragon with one blow.

Brave moves, but win beautifully.

This kind of martial arts experience is simply unattainable by ordinary martial artists.

Judging purely from the experience of martial arts, Chen Ziling has not lost to the Venerable Master of the Purple Mansion in the Yuanhe Realm.

The huge thunder dragon was soon completely suppressed by Chen Ziling, and the clouds above the sky were completely dispersed, and Chen Ziling had already cracked the thunder dragon and passed the test.

"The younger generation is fortunate not to be dishonored and kills the thunder dragon. ”

Chen Ziling urged his body method to come to Fengqing Domain, hugged his fists and bowed, his face respectful.

Feng Qingyu smiled, and the world around him began to become illusory.

Chen Ziling's eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the ancient holy road.

And a phantom of the Wind Green Domain was standing in front of him.

"You've passed my test, go ahead. After Feng Qingyu finished speaking, his figure disappeared and turned into holy thoughts pouring into the lights of the four directions.

The Ancient Sacred Road has an extremely powerful and mysterious power, which can keep one of the Holy Thoughts of the Holy Beings and keep them alive.

But it doesn't mean that the ancient holy road can make these holy thoughts not have a trace of consumption, every time the holy thoughts of the saints appear, it will cause irreversible consumption of the holy thoughts, although the amount is small, but it cannot be ignored.

Therefore, before entering the ancient holy road, it is necessary to perform sacrifices, and it is opened by the seal himself, and only those who have passed the trial can enter the ancient holy road, and ordinary people are not qualified, which is also the protection of the holy thoughts in the ancient holy road.

"Whew-"

Chen Ziling bowed respectfully to the lampposts in all directions, and only after three breaths did he stand up straight, his eyes fell on the front, and he walked over.

After leaving the dojo, Chen Ziling had already broken through three thousand zhang.

Every level is basically a trial of encountering a saint in the first thousand zhang, and on the way to pass the level, you will go through these two thousand.

By Chen Ziling's side, it was full of fog, no one could see it, even Jiang Li was gone, he didn't know, who was in front of him and who was behind him, and now, he could only walk slowly towards it by himself.

After 3,000 zhang, the surrounding murals are completely different from before.

The murals are still extremely exquisite, but the things painted on them are domineering and abnormal.

Above, a middle-aged man with long blood-red hair, wearing dark armor and a blood-red cloak, sat on a throne.

The sky was dark, the sky above the mural was cloudy, and in front of his throne, there were countless warriors in armor and black clothes, one after another, with no end in sight.

And the holy power here is also much heavier than before.

"Boy, you can't get past me. Don't waste your time, go back!"

When Chen Ziling reached the fourth thousand zhang, a majestic and domineering voice echoed in the corridor, and the powerful and terrifying power was completely integrated into the sound, shaking Chen Ziling's chest dull and constantly retreating.

There was only a voice, not even a body.

But just this majestic and domineering power is enough to see that this person's realm is high and his cultivation is powerful.

In the Holy Realm, the gap between a small realm is very large, and the Sage here is not a Second Tribulation Void Saint?

"Junior, Chen Ziling, please teach your seniors. ”

Chen Ziling bowed to the front of him with a fist and spoke.

Chen Ziling could feel the strength of this sage, but he was not the kind of person who would retreat when he encountered a little setback, so he would give up without trying.