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In the sky, thunder flashed, dark clouds rolled, stars were shining, and anger was vibrant, with Li Mu as the center, within a radius of a hundred miles, the wind roared and the clouds roared, and all the beasts galloped, and after a while, this heaven and earth, except for the sound of thunder in the sky, the sound of the wind and the sound of the roar, all the beasts disappeared completely. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The power of heaven and earth is as good as this!

At the top of Mount Hua, an old man looked up at the heavens and was amazed: "Who can actually trigger the heavens?"

As soon as these words came out, he suddenly said worriedly: "I hope this person is not a big devil, otherwise it will be the people of the world who will suffer!"

Sighing slightly, the old man stepped forward, his figure was already a few feet away, and his light skills had reached the pinnacle, which should not be underestimated.

In the south, on the top of a high cliff, a woman with a beautiful crown looked at the place covered by dark clouds and muttered to herself: "The power of heaven and earth cannot be guessed!

After speaking, the big red sleeves waved and said: "Come on, the sect leader will retreat on the same day, if it is not a disaster to destroy the sect, you must not disturb it!"

"Yes!" shouted in unison from outside the door.

Songshan, Shaolin Temple, the abbot looked at the gloomy sky, and silently announced a Buddha call: "Amitabha, good, good!"

Wudang, in the Zixiao Hall, a Taoist priest looked at the dark clouds covering the sky and was silent for a long time.

For the rest, the various sects are either amazed at the power of heaven and earth, or ignored, or ignorant, or shook their heads and said nothing, and so on.

On a desolate hill, looking at the endless ferocity of heaven and earth, Li Mu wanted to cry without tears, and secretly scolded the system in his heart: "You can't do it on purpose, right, you must do it on purpose!"

Li Mu indiscriminately identified him as a ghost of the system.

Actually, this is not to blame Li Mu, who let the system always pit Li Mu's task points, and now Li Mu is wondering if the system is doing this on purpose, so that Li Mu can pay more task points.

The system is dismissive, it has always been unlucky to match Li Mu's questioning, and Li Mu is unlucky enough to have such a system.

However, I don't know if the system has obtained 1.5 million mission points today, and I am in a good mood, or I can't bear to pit Li Mu again, and the system actually takes care of Li Mu for the first time.

"Ding, the system friendly reminder: This Xiaoqian World is a low-level Xiaoqian World, and its strength is comparable to the primary level of Da Luo Jin Xian, but once the Heavenly Dao is angry and consumes its own promotion potential, not only will its strength reach the peak of Da Luo Jin Xian, but it will also be immortal to the host, please treat the host carefully!"

"Friendly reminder?" Li Mu was stunned, but soon, Li Mu was more convinced of the idea in his heart: this must be intentional by the system, otherwise how could there be a friendly prompt, bah, this damn system, pretending to be a certain woman and setting up an archway.

If the system can read minds, hearing Li Mu arrange himself like this, he will definitely vomit blood in anger, and said angrily: Dear, pay attention to the key points of the matter, good luck!

Seeing Li Mu looking at himself, Tiandao was angry all of a sudden, and the rumbling sound shook the sky and the earth, endlessly, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, hitting Li Mu's heart, like a giant hammer, knocking and hurting.

Click!

Under the roar of a silver-white lightning, like a silver match, the light is magnificent, blazing, and under the surprise, it is very likely that the eyes will be destroyed, and then, under the lightning strike, turn to ashes.

"The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Dragon swings its tail!"

Li Mu roared angrily, slapped out with one palm, and a golden dragon soared into the air, the huge dragon tail slapped the ground, splashing up bursts of dust, and the dragon's head roared, as if roaring upwards, to compete with the sky.

Rise!

The dragon's roar shook thousands of miles, and it seemed that only this giant dragon was left in the entire heaven and earth!

Within a radius of 100 miles, several towns stand tall, but without exception, there are few pedestrians on the road, and every household closes their doors and windows, looking at the scene of dark clouds, which has to make people suspect that there is a majestic rain about to roll down.

At this time, the dragon's groan suddenly rose, and everyone thought that their ears had heard it wrong, and they didn't care.

But then, when someone was about to close the window, suddenly, pointing out the window, he trembled and said: "Dragon, Shenlong! Look, everyone, it's a Shenlong!"

Someone shouted, and everyone looked out the window with curiosity.

At this time, the golden dragon leaped, fiddled with the giant tail, and flew towards the silver-white lightning, as if it was about to shatter the void and soar to the previous session.

Soon, someone said blankly: "It turns out that the voice is really a dragon's chant! The sky is above, the ancestors are above, and the unfilial children and grandchildren can actually see the heroic appearance of the dragon one day, is it that the ancestors have manifested their spirits?"

Some people even shouted: "The dragon has soared, the dragon is going to soar!"

Hula!

The people of several towns knelt down and prayed to the dragon.

Rumble!

The golden dragon collided with the silver-white lightning, and the surrounding area shook, and an extremely dazzling white light flashed, as if a brilliant light was born from the beginning of heaven and earth.

Click!

The void shattered, a crack faintly flickered, and dragons and lightning dissolved into nothingness, dissipating into the air.

The people who knelt on the ground found that the dragon had disappeared, and mistakenly thought that the dragon had ascended, and they clasped their hands together, and their faces were filled with endless piety.

Thundered!

The silver-white lightning struck no avail, the Heavenly Dao was furious, and the thunderclouds were agitated, as if to clarify the dust of thousands of miles.

Click, click, click!

Countless lightning bolts slammed down, like a thunderstorm, full of thunder and lightning, the sky and the earth suddenly brightened, many people were stunned to look at the thunder and lightning pouring down, and their hearts felt extremely ridiculous.

Li Mu was not afraid, stood tall, and slapped his palms lightly.

Rise!

The dragons groaned endlessly, and one after another giant dragons appeared in the sky, shaking their heads and tails, and rushing forward in a swarm.

If someone counts the dragons, they will find a total of eighteen dragons, and these eighteen dragons either suddenly, or shocked for a hundred miles, or the dragon swings its tail, or the flying dragon is in the sky, or the flood is on the land, or the dragon has regrets...

Eighteen dragons, eighteen martial arts, showing the mystery of the eighteen palms of the dragon.

In Luoyang City, an old beggar curled up on the street, looking at the eighteen flying dragons, and gradually condensed, as if he saw the martial arts master personally practicing martial arts, and a stream of enlightenment came to his heart, and the realm of martial arts improved rapidly.

And in an ancient mansion, there were also two middle-aged beggars looking at the roaring dragon in the sky, and one of the beggars holding a green bamboo stick muttered: "This, is it the eighteen palms of the dragon?"

Rumble!

The dragon and the thunderstorm disappeared, and the three beggars in Luoyang City woke up one after another, among which the old beggar who was living on the street slowly stood up, flicked his sleeves, sang children's songs, and drifted away, his posture was handsome, and the staggering of Fang Cai was very different.

The two middle-aged beggars sitting in the main hall of the ancient mansion have superb eyes, their temples are bulging high, their robes are like the wind, their internal strength has reached the ultimate level, and the momentum of a generation of martial arts masters is like a tide.

Boom!

The sound of gold and iron intersecting, a wisp of sword killing intent suddenly rose, making people feel like falling into an ice cave.