Lisuo wrapped the soft sword and the nine-section whip around his slender waist, and there was a faint resolute look between Cheng Huan's eyebrows.

In front of Cheng Huan and his entourage, there is the towering Longshou Mountain.

The lingering green mountains, the swirling white clouds, and the distant sky, look around, all one.

Rao is well-informed Cheng Huan chose this magnificent scenery in front of him, and he couldn't help but marvel at the magic of nature.

It is no wonder that the immortals live in seclusion, and the majestic beauty of this mountain pass alone is no longer comparable to other mountains.

"Dragon, show up!" Cheng Huan twisted his hands in front of his chest and drew a spell in the void.

In an instant, a pale blue figure appeared in the void.

The horse's head, snake tail, eagle claws, a shiny and sharp cyan scale, neatly covered the majestic body, and the dragon's whiskers fluttered.

The dragon's eyebrows and eyes were obviously arrogant, and in the form of a beast, he squinted at Cheng Huan and said unhappily: "Why did you summon me out early in the morning?" ”

"We are going to enter the Tianshan Mountains, and we have to ask you for the rest of the journey." Cheng Huan was not annoyed, and calmly looked at the dragon and said.

Arrogance is arrogance, after all, the dragon has signed a life and death contract with her.

In any case, as long as it is Chenghuan's lifetime, the dragon must be willing to listen to her.

As soon as the dragon heard Cheng Huan's words, he immediately appeared in human form, and said with more and more displeasure: "How can you wait for mortals to enter the fairy world!" ”

Cheng Huan narrowed a pair of splashed ink pupils, and a little cold light suddenly oozed out of her eyes - is there still a place in this world where she can't go?

After a crossing, Cheng Huan only felt that he had already wandered in front of the ghost gate.

So now, as long as it is a place that can be reached by footsteps, Cheng Huan doesn't feel that there is a reason not to go.

"I, as mortals, have not surrendered to you." Cheng Huan narrowed his eyes dangerously and said coldly.

"Do you really think that you can do anything in heaven and earth? The spirituality of the ordinary people in the Tianshan Mountains is completely unattainable. The dragon also had a good time to deal with it.

As a mountain god, the dragon also has the blood of the fairy world in his body.

Therefore, although he has lived in the mountains for many years, he still knows some unspoken rules of the fairy world.

Cheng Huan listened, and the cold light in his eyes became even more prosperous. "So, what about that?"

The voice fell, and Cheng Huan's right hand was already a purple silk rolling iron nine-section whip in his hand.

With a slight flip of his wrist, the long whip cut through the howling cold wind like a spirit snake and swept straight towards the dragon's body.

I didn't expect Cheng Huan's movements to be so fast, and he was still standing up and talking, and in an instant, the long whip swept over in his hand.

The dragon's body moved, and he quickly dodged sideways, but he was still swept on his right arm by Cheng Huan's long whip tail.

With a "stab" sound, the green clothes on the dragon's right arm were cut by Cheng Huan's whip tail, and the smooth and fair-skinned puppet suddenly burst into a bright red hole.

Squinting at the dragon with the color hanging on his right arm, Cheng Huan continued to say coldly: "In this way, can we be qualified to enter the immortal realm?" ”

Looking at the arrogant Cheng Huan fiercely, the dragon replied: "Yes! ”

"Let's go, then." Cheng Huan Hao's wrist flipped, and it was a matter of moments, and he withdrew the long whip back to his slender waist.

Although the martial artists of the Cloud Sky Continent focus on cultivating techniques that rely on various attributes based on spiritual power.

Cheng Huan's spiritual cultivation power, after double cultivation with Ouyang Gurong, stepped into a height beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Correspondingly, Cheng Huan's wind attribute spell has also become more and more powerful and fast.

But this does not mean that Cheng Huan will completely abandon martial arts in the ordinary sense.

Because they focused on the cultivation of magic techniques, everyone did not pay attention to the martial arts moves on the ordinary body.

When he first came to this world, Cheng Huan discovered this.

The martial artists of the entire Yuntian Continent use the level of spiritual cultivation as a symbol of choosing the strong.

But in terms of real physical strength, very few people do it.

This is the reason why Cheng Huan can still be arrogant now.

From the age of three when he was able to hold a long whip, Cheng Huan paid attention to the practice of ordinary martial arts while practicing magic.

At this time, Ouyang Gurong, who had been silent on the side, spoke. "Qinglong, you stay and garrison the mountain pass to meet the Suzaku."

"Lord, this ......" Qinglong hesitated, obviously unwilling to obey Ouyang Gurong's order to stay and garrison.

This time into the Tianshan Mountain, the steepness can be imagined.

Nominally, it is stationed at the mountain pass, but in fact, it is to leave a way for Qinglong to live.

Just when the three of them entered Longshou Mountain, an inexplicable pressure had already restrained the spiritual cultivation of the three of them.

Qinglong didn't know what the actual situation of Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong was, but his own situation was indeed extremely unoptimistic.

Not only was the spiritual power of the whole body suppressed by that inexplicable pressure, but even his own movements gradually became sluggish.

"Qinglong, this is an order!" Ouyang Gurong waved his sleeves and stopped Qinglong's words.

In desperation, Qinglong had to turn his gaze to Cheng Huan on the side, intending to ask her for help.

As long as it is Cheng Huan's words, Ouyang Gurong can always listen to it.

However, this time, Cheng Huan unexpectedly unified the front with Ouyang Gurong, and said softly: "Qinglong, there is a dragon and me, you can rest assured." ”

Although Cheng Huan could feel the invisible pressure, when he used his spiritual sense for internal testing, Cheng Huan was surprised to find that his spiritual cultivation was not completely suppressed.

That pressure only cut her spiritual power in half.

After quietly probing the other three, Cheng Huan uncharacteristically agreed to Ouyang Gurong's order.

The dragon itself is a mountain god and has the blood of the immortal clan, so it is not affected by that pressure.

Qinglong, on the other hand, was different, his spiritual power was completely obtained from cultivation, so now he has been suppressed to the point that his spiritual power is completely gone.

Not only that, Cheng Huan also found that the pressure even suppressed Qinglong's body reaction.

I'm afraid that the deeper you go into the mountains, the more sluggish the reaction of the green dragon's body will become.

However, among them, the most surprising to Chenghuan was indeed Ouyang Gurong.

Ouyang Gurong's spiritual power seemed to be completely unrestricted, and there was no trace of being suppressed at all.

After Cheng Huan's several probes, Ouyang Gurong's spiritual power had no intention of being reduced.

On the contrary, because of the proximity to the clean aura of heaven and earth, Ouyang Gurong still seemed to have a state of absorbing aura in his body.

"Let's go." Holding up Cheng Huan's jade hand, Ouyang Gurong didn't want to give Qinglong another chance to argue, turned around and walked towards the depths of the lush mountain forest.

Although his own spiritual power was not suppressed, it was obvious that Cheng Huan was not like him.

Therefore, the rest of the road can only be changed to walking.

"It's too slow, come up!" After walking a few steps, the dragon couldn't help but show its beast form.

Even if it is subdued, the dragon is still a dragon, and it is not a problem to soar in the Tianshan Mountains.

"Where are you going?" After Cheng Huan jumped on his back and sat firmly, the dragon asked.

"Wanhuamen." Ouyang Gurong on the side also raised clouds and mist, soaring beside the dragon and calmly spitting out three words.

Carrying Cheng Huan, the dragon calmly jumped into the clouds and roamed freely.

And Cheng Huan, who was riding on the back of the dragon, relaxed his thoughts that had been tense all day at this time.

Legend has it that the immortals lived in the Tianshan Mountain Range, and they finally came in.