The capital of the Changfeng Country, Kurayu City. Above the palace hall, the ministers were silent.

The emperor's heavenly machine must be white, and the fairy wind is boneless. He wore a Taoist robe instead of a dragon robe, and sat on the dragon chair with his eyes closed, as if waiting for something intently.

Beside him, there was a young man standing with his hands in his hands, he was dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Qingshan faction, his face was angular and angular, and he was extremely heroic and extraordinary—he was the second disciple of Lu Ziqi, the head of the Qingshan faction, Song Qian.

"Report! Whale City cultivator Zhang Lun asks to see!" the eunuch shouted outside the hall with a tugging voice.

"Hurry up!" the emperor suddenly opened his long, narrow eyes, and his eyes became serious.

Zhang Lunfei went to the upper hall, he was panting like a cow, his expression was flustered, he didn't have time to bow, he opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty!

Since Zhang Lun just said that the dragons sucked water, some ministers in the hall had weak legs and feet, and even more fell directly to the ground and cried.

"Your Majesty! The dragon has not appeared for five hundred years, and the last time it appeared, it was only a dragon absorbing water, and now, how, how did it become a group of dragons to absorb water!" the minister who was the first to cry howled at this time, obviously his tense nerves had collapsed.

"Come on, pull this nonsense fool out and kill me! What do I want you waste to do with the enemy!"

"Your Majesty, the minister is not afraid of death, the minister is worried about His Majesty's eternal country! When the minister was dragged out by the guards, he cried to himself.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and without waiting for the guards to pull it out and cut it, he flicked his sleeve, and a flying sword shot out of his sleeve, nailing the minister to the ground.

The dead silence of the previous hall was immediately restored.

Yu Tianji calmed down his emotions and said to Zhang Lun nervously: "What about the Venerable Master Zhou Zhenren? Is he still resisting the dragon?"

Yu Tianji understood that at this time, Zhou Yi, the strong man in the late Zhou Stream, was the last line of defense in Whale City.

"Of course, the family teacher alone has the power of ten thousand people, and he has killed more than a dozen dragons by himself. But, but ......" Zhang Lun suddenly stammered.

"But what?!"

"But I watched from afar, and I didn't know where a giant dragon with golden light flew out, the dragon and the dragon looked very different, it seemed, it seemed to be like the legendary true dragon god!"

"True Yan Dragon God ......" At this time, even Yu Tianji sat on the dragon chair, he thought that he was the only true dragon between heaven and earth, but he didn't expect that the real real dragon appeared.

"Without further ado, Your Majesty, please immediately send Lu Ziqi, the head of the Qingshan Sect, or Master Zhixuan of Fangtian Temple to Whale City to support!" Zhang Lun said hurriedly.

Yu Tianji smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking, how could he send these two.

Qi Tianji looked at Song Gan who was standing beside him like asking for help, how could Song Qian not understand what the emperor meant, he bowed his head and said respectfully: "The family master flew to the sky half a month ago and cultivated in the enchantment. I'm afraid no one can find him now. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the monarchs and ministers in the audience turned pale.

"However, the country is in trouble, and of course it is incumbent upon my Qingshan faction. I'll rush back to the Qingshan Sect now, and ask the heads of the sects to bring the disciples of all peaks to rush to help!" Song Qianlang said, obviously there was no need, but he spread his voice far away—at this moment, the people of the Qingshan Sect were sparing no effort to publicize their own sect.

"Okay! That's all. "I said to the heavens.

Song Qian didn't delay any longer, and as soon as he surrendered his hand to the emperor, he flew out of the hall and disappeared.

"Your Majesty, the Qingshan Sect is thousands of miles away from Whale City, and when they arrive, I'm afraid it's too late!" Zhang Lun said hurriedly.

"Then do you have any other way at the moment?" asked Yu Tianji, he had always respected the cultivators, if it was an ordinary person who refuted him like this, I am afraid that he would have been in a different place long ago.

"That Fangtian Temple is in Luzhou, only one continent away from Pingzhou, if Your Majesty personally goes to invite Master Xuan, he is merciful and compassionate, and he will be able to invite him!" Zhang Lun said.

Yu Tianji groaned for a moment, and hesitated in his heart. He himself is just a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, if even Zhou Yi can't resist it, and Master Xuan can't find it, at this time, he goes to a place so close to Whale City, I'm afraid that his life will be at risk.

Moreover, he is the body of the Son of Heaven, and he is in danger with his life, and where is he leaving the people of the world?

"Don't talk nonsense!" At this time, a minister stood up to relieve the siege for the emperor, "Your Majesty cares about the people of Li, how precious the dragon body is, how can you risk your life!"

Zhang Lun suddenly felt that his trip was meaningless, and everyone was afraid to avoid it.

He said no more, turned around and left, heading in the direction of Whale City again.

I heard the emperor shouting from behind: "Say hello to Zhou Zhenren on behalf of me! He will be able to repel the evil man, I believe him!"

Zhang Lun was nauseated for a while, and suddenly sped up. I don't know if Master, his old man is still struggling to support him?

Ping Chau, Whale City.

The battle between the human and the dragon continues in the clouds.

At this time, the cultivators died, were wounded, and fled. Above the black cloud, only Zhou Yi was left alone.

He was alone in front of the monstrous dragon and the golden dragon, and no one was standing behind him.

Zhou Yi's thin body was blown by the wind of the clouds and washed by the cold rain, but it did not sway in the slightest. He was like a slender silver needle, fixed in the sky, as if he wanted to poke a hole in the sky.

Even though the enemy was outnumbered and the real dragon appeared, Zhou Yi had no fear in his eyes. He swung his long sword glowing with blue light, stroked the blade, and said in a low voice: "Canghai, today you and I master and servant, let's have a good fight." ”

With a low roar from the Canghai Sword, Zhou Yi's figure flashed violently, instantly shifted and transposed, and appeared in front of the huge head of the true dragon.

His sword intent was incomparable, and he stabbed straight into the true dragon's eyes as big as the bright moon in the distance.

A hint of surprise flashed in the true dragon's eyes, but it was more anger.

Seeing that the tip of Zhou Yi's sword was not too far from the eyes of the true dragon, the golden light on the real dragon's body suddenly flashed, and the steam was great, and it actually disappeared out of thin air.

Zhou Yi pierced the hole with his sword and fixed his figure in surprise. At this moment, he suddenly felt a majestic killing intent attacking from the diagonal bottom, and when he looked closely, he saw a young man wearing a golden armor, the young man holding a claw jade and stabbing towards him with an evil smile.

Maybe Zhou Yi was in a trance, or maybe the golden-armored young man flew like a ghost.

When Zhou Yi wanted to raise his sword to block, the young man had already used the claw jade from the bottom to the top, lightly slashing Zhou Yi's body.

Blood, red and hot blood erupted from Zhou Yi's bloody chest and abdomen, and was immediately swept away by the wind.

Zhou Yi only felt that a huge hole had been broken in his body, and countless bleak winds and cold rain poured in, stirring his internal organs almost flew out of his body.

From a distance, the blow of the gold-armored young man almost cut Zhou Yi's body in two from the middle, and he couldn't live anymore.

It's been a long, long time since I've felt this pain, Zhou Yi thought. He quickly used his fingers to start at the dissected lower abdomen and work his way up, twisting the cracked flesh back together until his neck. Everywhere his fingers went, the flesh that had been cut open was magically glued.

The golden-armored young man stood from a distance and watched, a little surprised, he said to himself: "But in five hundred years, has the human Dao actually been raised to such a realm?" ”

After Zhou Yi glued his skin and flesh, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, he lifted the Canghai Sword, pointed at the golden-armored young man from afar, and said proudly: "If you want to kill the old man, this blow is far from enough." Who are you, report your name!"

His voice was vicissitudes but full of power, without any sense of pain, as if someone else had just been cut through the middle.

However, in fact, the blow of the golden armor boy has cost most of Zhou Yi's life. Although Zhou Yi repaired his flesh with the help of aura, his heart and lungs had been scratched by sharp claws, and he was just holding on at this time.

The golden-armored young man smiled and said, "You were stabbing my eyes just now, don't you know me now?" ”

Zhou Yi's body shook violently, and he stared in disbelief at the golden-armored young man who was about twelve or thirteen years old, and even a little short, and couldn't say a word.

The golden-armored young man looked at Zhou Yi's shocked expression, as if he was a little proud, and he said: "In this world, there are only two people who can transform into human form, one is me Ao Zhan, and the other is the demon king who was bred in the southern mountains. Speaking of which, the demon king is also about to come out of the mountain, what kind of faction is your most powerful, I'm afraid you don't have time to take care of me, right?"

Ao Zhan spoke with pride, like a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy who was a little complacent. But the more he spoke like this, the more strange and inexplicable it became.

"Demon... Demon King?" Zhou Yi shook his body in the air, and in this day, it seemed that the sky was about to fall.

Ao Zhan had a mocking smile on his face and stopped talking. He saw that the dragons were about to suck enough water, and he just wanted to end the battle quickly.

Ao Zhan claw jade pointed forward, and a golden giant claw condensed by true qi actually appeared at Zhou Yi's feet out of thin air. The giant claw grasped it quickly, and it was about to devour Zhou Yi in it.

Between this line of life and death, Zhou Yi suddenly felt that his divine consciousness was extremely clear, and compared to the heavy damage to his body, his spiritual power had skyrocketed rapidly in this vicious battle between the past and the present.

Zhou Yi felt that everything around him had become extremely slow. His heart was beating wildly, and when he was about to die, the realm that he had never broken through was actually coming!