Chapter 279: Great Daoxia Waterfall

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Day after day, Bai Ran's body had been slowly improving, until three years later, Bai Ran found that his muscle method had reached its peak and could no longer be refined, as if he needed a higher level of cultivation to improve.

At this point, Bai Dye felt the bottleneck of cultivation, and if necessary, Bai Dye could break through to the Great Perfection of the Yudan.

But Bai Ran felt that it was not yet time, because he felt that his body needed a smooth and dripping battle of life and death to polish his Dao Fruit, make it transform, and achieve self-consummation of cultivation and advance naturally.

Bai Ran continued to practice in Wanglong Yuan, and over the past few years, Bai Ran has met many monks, including Yudan and Yuanying.

The most dangerous thing is to meet the Yuanying monks, who often approach with bad intentions, either by attacking forcefully, or by being evaded by white dye.

With the first raid, the next few times were not as successful as the Yuanying Monks, because as soon as Bai Zhan's divine sense saw them, he turned into nature and disappeared into the Wanglong Abyss.

On this day, suddenly there was a small ripple in the lake.

If you look closely, you will find that these dragon-shaped runes have gathered together, each of which has merged into a large dragon and fused with each other.

In the end, these dragon-shaped runes were merged, and they became a brilliant golden true dragon, which was quite large.

The dragon's body was rolled, arched into a door, opening a void, and a wonderful force shook the lake.

The ripples are so small that no one notices.

It is also this section of ripples that slowly spreads in the lake, all the way from the abyss to the top.

All the monks who were touched by the ripples disappeared into the lake.

The ripples slowly poured up, and Bai Dye didn't know it, but just smelled an unusual wisp of qi.

"Strange, where did the dragon runes go?"

Bai Ran was puzzled in his heart, and found that those spiritual dragon-shaped runes were missing.

At this moment, a wave of invisible ripples slid by, and Bai Dye didn't feel any consciousness at all, and suddenly the heavens and the earth were replaced, and the stars moved horizontally.

It was as if a mysterious portal had opened, and Bai Ran's whole person was sucked in, and there was no resistance at all, even for a moment, so fast that people couldn't react.

It wasn't until a breath later that he realized that he had been teleported into another dimension.

Poof, the white dye fell to the ground, and with the feeling of stepping on the ground, I found that this is a secret place.

Wanglong Secret Realm!

Bai Ran's first thought was the four characters of Wanglong Secret Realm.

It is very beautiful here, like a fairyland in the clouds, with green mountains and fields, vigorous and powerful ancient trees, and a clear and quiet sky.

Bai Ran was now in the grass, and there was a huge waterfall in front of the forest, roaring like thunder, deafening.

He held his breath, restrained his breath, and was cautious, if he didn't guess wrong, there were already other monks entering this secret realm, and it never hurt to be careful.

Brushing aside the leaves, his white eyes lit up, and he was very surprised.

A waterfall, Ruicai fell, rushing and surging, and thousands of colorful clouds hit the smooth pebbles, making a thunderous sound.

He was surprised not by the loud noise, but by the fact that the river of the waterfall was not a transparent stream, but a rainbow, which fell from the mountain, and it was very shocking.

At this time, a Confucian-robed monk appeared, it was Huang Changbiao, who had kindly invited Bai Ran to explore the abyss together.

His steps were very brisk, like a confident genius, holding a bright lamp, stepping on the small bluestone on the river.

This waterfall river does not flow out, but forms a closed lake, no matter how the waterfall falls, increasing the rainbow water, can not make this rainbow lake increase the height of an inch.

This lake is very wonderful, full of the breath of the avenue, those flying water droplets are a tiny avenue, so that Bai Ran looks very excited, I don't know if after touching, whether it can be directly enlightened.

There are 100 steps of blue round stones on the lake, which are spread from the shore to the center of the lake, and all the way to the rainbow waterfall.

Suddenly, a wisp of black gas rushed from the forest, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a black-haired and black-eyed wolf with big teeth, opening its bloody mouth and biting the Confucian monk.

Bai Ran secretly watched in the forest, his eyes were calm, and he had already guessed that this would be the case.

Unless the bird can defy the sky, it will only die prematurely if it acts against the wind.

"All evils are easy to dispel!"

The Confucian monk was quite calm, squinting at the wolf, and with a shake of the green lamp in his hand, he shook the monstrous fire, which had the potential to burn the plain, and instantly pounced on it, burning the fierce wolf into ashes.

This is a fierce opponent, Bai Ran's eyes narrowed, this person's cultivation fluctuated in the Great Perfection of the Jiedan, there is no doubt about it.

But his magic is very superb, and he has a kind of general trend of heaven and earth, as if he is taking advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth, such as doing the will of heaven and killing demons.

Even Bai Ran only felt that he had only exerted two percent of his strength, and most of his strength had not been used.

Click.

There was a continuous sound of footsteps in the forest, like horse boots stepping on the ground, stepping on one by one, there was a kind of clattering sound, the rhythm was high, and it was very upright.

Then the man came out, also a monk in a Confucian robe, with white eyes, and found that the man's robe was very old and had a shabby feeling.

"When will the junior brother come out?"

This Confucian-robed monk wearing riding boots is two meters tall, with a handsome face and a fairy dust bone style.

The monk standing on the green round stone did not answer, even if he was a senior brother, he did not give him a good face, but shook the green lantern, and shook a surging fire, as fierce as a big wave, and rushed towards him.

"Bold! Senior brother, you dare to disrespect me! "This Confucian robe senior brother is in the middle of the Yuan Infant cultivation, and his strength is strong, so he picked up a black and steaming magic flute and blew it quickly.

Its sound is messy, like the sound of steel wire pulling and throbbing, and like the sound of sawtooth cutting wood, which is very harsh.

It was from this sound that pieces of sharp wind blades formed, and they rushed violently, frantically cutting through the flames.

"Traitor to the sect and murderer, the lackey of the Demon Dao, you still have the face to say!"

The junior brother of the Confucian robe was no longer calm, he was furious, raised the green lantern, and puffed out his cheeks and blew a breath of air.

This breath of atmosphere is like a trigger for burning the sky, blowing out a piece of heavenly fire, the temperature is terrifying, even the eyes can burn, so that the white eyes are suddenly hot, and it is impossible to see for a long time.

"Hmph, that old horseman only preaches to you, when I am air, I started earlier than you, why can't I get it!"

"The master said that you are utilitarian, and controlling the heavenly fire will only burn yourself, senior brother, you haven't woken up yet, and it is not your own evil that you have sunk to the way you are now."

"Stop, shut up! What do you know, die to Lao Tzu! ”

The senior brother's face was distorted, and his white face finally changed, revealing his true face, full of dark spots, and his face was aging, which was the aftermath of the Demon Dao Exercises.

A Heavenly Demon Hand, transformed from the right hand of the demon-spotted Confucian robe, broke through the void, and slapped it towards the heavenly fire.

It's just that the heavenly fire is too strong, and it specializes in overcoming the demon path, and has extraordinary restraint against the power of the demon path, even if it is the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Sect, it can be slightly equal to its demon hand.

It was the fierce battle between the two that made the woods here quieter and quieter.

Bai Ran knew that this was because there were more and more monks hidden in the forest, and all kinds of qi agrosis were in play, and the number of them could resonate, which made the breath of the forest suppressed.

The forest is getting quieter and quieter, and the struggle on Rainbow Lake is also stagnant, there are more and more people secretly waiting to start, and the big war is about to start, who will be the final winner?

(To be continued.) )