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The main hall is in the shape of a square shape, and there are four huge pillars standing at each corner, and if you look closely, you will find that each giant pillar is supported by a number of red thin pillars, and each pillar is engraved with a whirling coiled, lifelike golden dragon, which is particularly magnificent.

Looking into the innermost part is a vermilion wall, on which are carved two dragons, with golden scales and golden armor, vivid, as if they want to fly into the air.

Beneath the wall is a shining purple gold dragon chair, on which a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe and a purple bead curtain crown with a dignified expression sits on it.

Suddenly, I saw the dignified middle-aged man standing up resolutely as if he had heard something, with a look of anger on his face, and five feet in front of him, three old men stood side by side without any expression.

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In the west of the continent, within the range of a sword pavilion on the border of the Qi country, the roar continued, half of the sky had become golden, and I saw a golden figure ten zhang high standing in the void, and the void around it was all twisting, like a lake rippling continuously.

Under the golden figure, there was a young man with white hair, a hideous smile on his face, and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, staring coldly at an old man with a disheveled hair not far away.

I saw that the old man also looked at the white-haired young man with cold eyes, but I didn't expect that the old man was entangled by a junior who relied on borrowing external forces to become like this today, but the old man just wanted to see what the reason for you was like this, and to see how long you could last!

The old man with his hair was Ouyang Zhenghua, and at this moment, his eyes were full of madness, and he slowly spoke, and his heart was already full of shock.

But at the same time, there was a hint of excitement in his heart, he wondered what could make Ji Zhen so invincible, if he could get it, then....

The next moment, Ouyang Zhenghua's left hand suddenly pinched, the wind!

I only heard a soft groan coming from his mouth, and after a while, I only heard the whirring sound rise suddenly, and when it suddenly rose, it could be seen that there was a hideous black dragon five feet as if it was formed by the wind, breaking through the sky, and rushing straight to the white-haired Ji Scar.

And just looking at Ji Scar, he was still smiling and staring at the black dragon, and his body didn't move at all, and gradually the black dragon was less than ten feet away from Ji Scar.

At this time, Ji Zhen could already feel a wind that made it difficult for him to breathe, his white light shirt was blown and rounded, and his white hair was constantly swaying wantonly with the wind.

At this moment, an indifferent and abnormal rebuke resounded through the heavens and the earth like a heavenly might, and its voice followed the source, and it could be detected that it was actually from the ten-foot-tall golden figure behind Ji Zhen.

With this scolding of the hideous black dragon that was less than ten feet away from Ji Scar, there was a sudden pause, and at this moment, I saw Ji Scar step out and blast it with a punch, and the figure behind him stepped out with the same step, and blasted away with a punch.

Was that voice coming from a figure behind him?

At the same time, Ouyang Zhenghua, who was not far away, his eyes shrank violently after hearing the indifferent scolding, and he thought about it from time to time in his heart.

Why did that figure utter words, could it be that figure that made this junior so mysterious?

No, I won't think about this for the time being, but no matter what realm a monk has, there is a limit to the spiritual power in his body.

Although he couldn't see the original realm of this junior at this moment, the combat power he showed was obviously at least enlightened, or even more, and suddenly he only saw that Ouyang Zhenghua's expression had changed, and his face looked full of bitter thoughts.

The old man has consumed nearly half of the spiritual power in his body in this battle with him, how can he still not change his face, but seeing that his face still does not change, he will have more spiritual power in his body than the old man? This is impossible.

The combat power he displayed must be due to external forces, but how did he obtain enough spiritual power to support him to display that combat power and the battle with the old man?

Will the external force absorb and refine the spirit of heaven and earth for him and turn it into force? The old man will definitely not believe it!

Unless... Unless the mystery of the external force lies in his body, there must be a heavy treasure in his body or on his body! At this moment, Ouyang Zhenghua's thoughts in his mind were spinning at a rapid speed, and at the same time, a roaring sound suddenly sounded.

I saw that Ji Zhen and the figure behind him had already smashed into the fierce black dragon that seemed to be made of wind, and a force formed by the collision and the largest air flow since the battle between the two men burst out.

At this moment, except for the two people who fought this fight, all the people present whose cultivation was not high was flying out by this roll, and blood spurted out of their mouths uncontrollably, and their cultivation was slightly higher, and they had already retreated for an unknown number of steps.

Even the sword peerless body that cultivated to be regarded as a half-step enlightenment had been retreated by this air current, and his face showed an unprecedented shock, and at the same time, on the already tattered Imperial Sword Peak, the face of Lin Yuan, who was embracing Lin Ruohan, was also so unprecedentedly shocked.

And Yang Yuanhong and Wang Changming were swept by this air current, and they didn't know how much distance they flew upside down, the two of them were short of breath, their mouths were overflowing with blood, and there was a burst of shock on their faces at this moment.

Rainstorm!

At the same time, I saw that Ouyang Zhenghua picked up a law decision again between the lightning and flint, and a murmur came out.

In an instant, I only saw that Ouyang Zhenghua had his hands folded, and the crutches were constantly hovering from three inches above his head as if he had been enlightened, and countless drops of black bean raindrops suddenly appeared out of thin air around his body!

The moment these countless raindrops appeared, the void around them suddenly squirmed, and the next moment, I saw that Ouyang Zhenghua's right hand slowly turned back, and then pushed forward.

After this palm was launched, it seemed to be a signal, and the countless raindrops around it suddenly appeared, and its direction was the place where the season was marked.

And in the process, these raindrops gradually blended together drop by drop, forming a huge skull shape! With a large mouth open, glowing with black gas, the hearts of those who saw it were stunned and their tongues were stunned.

And not far away, Ji Zhen punched out one punch after another, smashing into the black dragon made of wind, but the black dragon was extremely tenacious, and there was no sign of dissipation, just retreating a few feet away.

At this moment, Ji Zhen's eyes fiercely looked at the huge skull rushing towards him, and he was slightly stunned, and the next moment Ji Zhen's eyes were suddenly full of anger.

At this moment, it can be said that he can't tolerate the slightest relaxation, and his eyes turned to Jian Wushuang in the distance, teaching real people and borrowing the sword to use!

The voice came out of Ji Zhen's mouth, loud and incomparable, like thunder, like a roar.

Jian Wushuang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and he didn't react for a while, but only saw that Ji Zhen's body turned in vain after a moment of speaking, and he faced the Imperial Sword Peak.