Unlike the situation when Savage Mountain was almost in a vacuum, this time it was just the opposite, countless heaven and earth energies were wantonly raging within the barrier, whether it was Zhang Yang or the Twelve Crowned Golden Crown Python, their control over the energy of heaven and earth had reached the extreme, and their aura was equally surging.

Outside the barrier, although everyone has never been born inside, they can completely feel the violent energy inside the barrier that is enough to tear everything apart!

The inside and outside of the barrier, like heaven and hell, are clearly distinguished.

"This, is this the shock brought by the fifth-layer powerhouse?"

Master Shaolin Shi Ming clasped his hands together, his eyes were dull, and he murmured softly.

"Yangyang ......"

The old man Zhang Pingyu frowned, and his face was full of worry.

Several spirit beasts looked intently at the inside of the barrier, trying their best to look farther, hoping to see the battle situation on the shore of Tianchi Lake, but in the end they could only be disappointed.

"Huh, qíguài?"

In mid-air, Ah Hua and Ah Cai flapped their wings, and the two parrots Tūrán threw their heads up into the sky, trying to fly higher so that they could look farther.

"Ah Hua, have you also arrived?"

"阿菜, this gǎnjiào, is it ......"

"No kěnéng!"

"Yes, not kěnéng, but ......"

"This damn barrier!"

……

At the center of this great war, no one should have peeped at the shore of Tianchi Lake, and no one zhīdào why the two parrots were unusual.

The three swords were slashed out, Zhang Yang was in his hands, and the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python would be cut into several pieces by the fan cage compiled by the countless spiritual qi swords in the next moment, but this shíhòu, the gǎnjiào that was being peeped at in his heart was like a volcanic eruption!

rúguǒ said that before Zhang Yang felt that the battle between zìjǐ and the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python was completely exposed to the attention of others, and the gǎnjiào brought to Zhang Yang at this moment was the one who peeped and couldn't help but finally choose to make a move.

"Do you still have an accomplice?"

Zhang Yang's eyes were cold, and after a loud shout, he grabbed the ice sword in his hand tightly, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly!

There are definitely people around here!

Moreover, the strength of this person. It must be above the fifth floor!

Who will it be?

Could it be that the old man in black turned back after going to South Korea and Japan?

Just when Zhang Yang was extremely vigilant, the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python hissed, its huge body circled into a ball, its whole body expanded, and the countless sword rays gathered by the aura were like hob blade meat, and countless sword marks scratched the body of the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python, and countless scales cracked instantly!

The twelve-crowned golden-crowned python couldn't hold on for too long, and it swelled its body, not hesitating to endure the pain of a thousand cuts. It's for this last hit!

Laugh at!

The impermeable sword intent cage, I don't know when there was an extra hole, which also made Zhang Yang's third sword appear the only weakness.

The twelve-crowned golden-crowned python broke through this hole when he was dying, gathered all his strength, and crashed out!

Rumble!!

There was a thunderbolt in the sky, and the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python was drenched in blood, but in the end it escaped from Zhang Yang's mortal sword.

The third form of a sword that breaks the sky is a sword that turns into ten thousand swords.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes, and now he was more and more sure that there was someone hiding around in the decisive battle between Zìjǐ and the Twelve Crowned Golden Crown Python...... Or rather. Just arrived?

Long before entering Changbai Mountain, Zhang Yang was sure that there was no fifth-layer powerhouse near Changbai Mountain except for the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python and the three-eyed demonic beast, who was nàme who saved the big python in front of him?

The pupils in Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly dilated, and he suddenly remembered before. When he was attacked by the Three-Eyed Demon Beast, the barrier outside the Tianchi to prevent energy leakage was in danger, and it was also someone who helped him re-pour the barrier, which saved everyone outside the Tianchi of Changbai Mountain.

Previously recast the barrier and saved everyone outside the barrier. It should be the same person who rescued the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python just now!

Zhang Yang

"Hiss......"

In the air, the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python was unusually tired. Its originally high snake head was also lowered a lot at the moment, and blood dripped down all over its body, and a light rain fell on the surface of Tianchi Lake.

The snake letter swallowed, but the speed slowed down a lot, and the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python yǐjīng completely lost its fighting spirit.

Zhang Yang jumped up, like lightning, and appeared in mid-air in the blink of an eye, on the top of the head of the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python.

Standing on the huge head of the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python with his feet on top of him, the ice sword stood horizontally in front of him, and the Zhou Tian Great Cycle in Zhang Yang's body rotated wildly.

The twelve-crowned golden-crowned python was trampled under Zhang Yang's feet, but it had no anger, the previous three swords had already shattered all its pride, if no one came to the rescue, it would have already turned into countless corpses at this moment.

Take the opportunity for a hundred years, cultivate for a thousand years, survive the thunder tribulation and be promoted to the fifth layer, the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python can be said to be equivalent to turning into a dragon, although it has not become a dragon but has become a demon, and can live, that pride is naturally not shíme, not to mention, the man standing above its head at this moment has this strength and this qualification!

"Hiss......"

Under the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python, whoever saved it, it seemed to be very qīngchǔ in its heart.

There was a barrier near Tianchi, in addition to the heaven and earth energy that had leaked out before, there was also a large amount of spiritual energy escaping around, when Zhang Yang's body was in a crazy movement of the Zhou Tian Great Cycle, countless spiritual qi towards the top of the head of the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python, and was sucked into Zhang Yang's body.

In the blink of an eye, most of the aura consumed by Zhang Yang recovered!

This shíhòu, even if there is another powerful enemy like the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python, he will not have the slightest fear!

It's just that...... Five-layer powerhouse, how can there be more nàme in this world?

"Since the seniors have come back from Japan and South Korea, they want to hide for shíme, and they refuse to show up to see them!"

Zhang Yang is full of confidence, and he can't see any tiredness after the war, and he is full of energy.

It's a pity that no one responded.

However, far beyond the boundary of Changbai Mountain, the fifth-story old man came back early, and it was naturally him who shot to recast the barrier before, but it was the person next to him who rescued the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python.

This man looked to be only in his twenties, but the gaze in his eyes had a hundred years of vicissitudes.

"Hey, old man, can't you go over? Otherwise, I'm afraid that his little snake will become a ghost under someone else's sword. ”

The fifth-story old man laughed invisibly and laughed at the "young man" beside him.

Breaking the sky.

This young man turned out to be a heaven-breaking old man who created the sky-breaking sword technique!

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, the fifth-layer old man laughed and his face was full of joy, he stretched out his hand and patted Potian on the shoulder, and continued to speak: "I think, this little guy's three swords are completely more powerful than you, the guy who founded the Breaking Heaven Sword Technique, you have méiyǒu interest, compared with him in the past, whose Breaking Heaven Sword Technique is more powerful?" ”

"Not interested."

The old man finally spoke, he was extremely calm, not at all bewitched by the fifth-layer old man beside him, turned his head to look at the south, he frowned and muttered: "Wait a minute, he hasn't rushed over yet, when he comes over, let's go up to Changbai Mountain together, his pet, of course, it is more appropriate for him to save it." ”

"That guy?"

The fifth-layer old man pursed his lips and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's really rare, this old guy who disguised zìjǐ as a five-layer spirit beast and deceived the entire Huaxia was finally willing to leave from the South China Sea, I always thought that he was going to spend the rest of his life in the South China Sea." ”

"But Breaking the Sky, did you come out of that dìfāng this time for shíme?"

After laughing, the fifth-story old man became serious and looked at the young man beside him.

"You know it, so why bother asking."

Potian said lightly.

"If you want to qīngchǔ, that little guy is very stubborn, and he is better than that guy in the South China Sea." The fifth-floor old man narrowed his eyes, and his tone was equally cold.

"Hmph, this Zhang Yang is far more talented than the coward in the South China Sea, so he is naturally willing to go there. The body that has been tempered by the Nine Tribulations and Thunders, perhaps in that dìfāng, only he has truly comprehended the true meaning that we have not been able to comprehend for thousands of years. ”

"Ethereal, pompous. How many years have you been there and comprehended shíme? How many more years did I stay there and get shíme? Do you look open for shíme or méiyǒu? ”

The fifth-floor old man snorted coldly, full of disdain for the words of the old man who broke the sky.

"At the beginning, I was guarding the shíhòu in the Black Valley, and I thought yīyàng with you, but only after you entered, did you know how ridiculous it was to believe before.!"

The old man frowned slightly, looked at the fifth-story old man beside him and replied.

"I'm sorry, this yīdiǎn me and that guy in the South China Sea may be yīyàng's idea: not interested."

After the fifth-floor old man finally finished speaking, he stopped speaking and waited quietly.

The two of them fell silent at the same time, waiting for the guy who had been hiding in the South China Sea to arrive.

Changbaishan Tianchi, Zhang Yang, etc. were impatient.

Whether it was the fifth-layer old man, or the other shíme people, they all appeared.

"If you refuse to show up, then I have to force you to show up."

Zhang Yang's eyes were cold, the ice sword in his hand was raised a few centimeters, the tip of the sword was downward, and in just a moment, this ice sword would penetrate the huge head of the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python.

"Little one, be merciful."

Finally, an old voice slowly sounded.

An old man with a long beard with a lot of hair trembling came from the sky.

is not the old man who broke the sky or the fifth-layer powerhouse, he gives the impression that he is an old man who is about to enter the earth.

"Shhh

After seeing this old man, the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python didn't care about Zhang Yang above his head, and his huge body rushed to the ground like a sharp arrow, and instantly arched the old man on Zìjǐ's body.

The huge snake head looked at the old man on his body, and the snake letter spit out, like a coquettish child, currying favor in front of the old man.

"Hehe, good."

The old man stretched out his hand and gently patted the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python under him.

A scene that seemed to be miraculous appeared recently, and the twelve-crowned golden-crowned python that was bleeding from the sword marks in an instant, under the patting of the old man, instantly stopped the wound and stopped bleeding.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency......

Zhang Yang jumped down from the air, looking at the white-haired old man, his heart was like turning over the river and the sea, and he couldn't think of who he would be if he wanted to break his head.

The old man raised his head, touched his snow-white beard, laughed, and said slowly: "Old decay, Zhang Sanfeng." (To be continued)