Jin Shilong fell into deep thought, this family ancestor is recorded in the family tree. If you don't be a patriarch, you naturally have his reasons.

There was a record in the ancient book in the corner of the ancestral hall, but the time was too long ago and it had long been forgotten.

Now the ancient book should be covered by dust, and Jin Shilong was also curious when he was a child, so he inadvertently glanced at it.

When Jin Shilong was a child, it was more than 3,000 years ago. I didn't pay attention to it at the time, and it was blurry for a while after so long.

In the fierce battle, the water droplets continue to split and stir, and the cycle repeats. The water droplets were the size of a finger at first, and then they were almost invisible, and the air seemed to be a large net woven by countless small air currents.

Lu Li was trapped in it, and for half a pillar of incense time, nearly half of the clone that had evolved from the shadow was missing.

As the split water droplets became denser, the Lu Li clone dissipated faster and faster.

Shadow separation is the supreme secret method of the Qingyang Sect, and it consumes spiritual energy when it is used.

And this secret method has its limitations, it can only be performed once in a month.

The more you transcend the current Heavenly Dao, the more you are hindered by the Heavenly Dao, and this is the case with Liying. Otherwise, it would be invincible in the world to do it casually.

Like the water droplets of the flying sword, the water droplets continued to increase suddenly, and Lu Li's avatar became less and less. Lu Li soon fell into passivity.

His robe was torn, his clothes were stained with blood, his hairpin was torn, and his hair was scattered.

Lu Li was in a desperate situation, and it was difficult to take half a step forward, and even more importantly, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand injured the other party.

Jiao Zongheng couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried, and smiled playfully: "Lu Li is defeated, and it is in vain to continue to insist." ”

The Origin Demon Cloth, who is also in the same camp and is on a continent, highly approves: "Lu Li is too stubborn, he should retire and save his life." ”

The Netherworld Hell of the Barbarian Continent was extremely unhappy when he saw the Trapped Dragon Continent, and sneered: "It's not a loss to live at such an old age, and it's almost hopeless to be knocked down to the realm and want to soar, there is no difference between dying early and dying late." ”

"It's best to die, the trapped dragon abyss is missing a top sword cultivator, and there are many big demons in my wilderness continent. ”

"You don't even have the qualifications to participate in the war, what qualifications do you have?" Lao Xiucai didn't like to listen to their crooked chatter, and immediately retorted.

At the same time, he also sweated for Lu Li, and if he persevered, it was equivalent to exchanging his life, but he couldn't exchange it for victory.

Lao Xiucai also had a glimmer of hope, Lu Li was known as the first sword cultivator in the Trapped Dragon Abyss, and his flying sword never came out.

The Golden Food Dragon's eyes were gloomy, although it was the great demon of the Barbarian Continent, it was more concerned about the victory of the two continents at this time.

As for the grievances between humans and demons, put aside for the time being. Lu Li regretted his defeat, and if Lu Li died in battle, he would also regret it.

Seeing that Lu Li's body was pierced one after another, the front and back were translucent and the blood flowed into the column. The most dangerous is less than an inch away from Lu Li's heart.

Jin Shilong sighed secretly: "Lu is in danger, the rabbit is dead and the fox is sad, who will be next?"

Suddenly, he had an idea, and shouted loudly: "Jin Li Ancestor is physically strong and does not cultivate his soul, and his perception is a defect. ”

"In order to achieve the ultimate in physical strength, the eyes of the demon clan's weakness were beaten as hard as stone. But after all, it's not a gifted eye, and it can't be compared with a physique. "

"In the process of beating Ao, my eyes were overwhelmed, and the range of vision was less than a foot. ”

Lu Li, who was covered in blood and embarrassment, said in a high-pitched voice: "Just wait for Brother Tai's words, thank you, Brother Jin." ”

Thirty natal flying swords appeared out of thin air, and they were not at the level of the sect master after all. and Qi Xuanzhen DC, a grade worse.

Split into two groups, each with fifteen flying swords connected end to end. It was like two giant swords stabbing at Jin Li's eyes.

Netherworld sneered, "Thirty flying swords? ”

Lao Xiucai's eyes were shining, as the sect master of the Qingyang Sect, he knew enough about the deputy sect master of his own sect.

Lao Xiucai muttered to himself: "Lu Li, it's up to you." ”

But it was said that Lu Li sacrificed thirty flying swords, and the old man suddenly lost a few minutes.

Still shouted: "Sword energy, go." ”

Lu Li's sword qi is not a torrent, but a well-deserved qi. Unlike the cold sword qi, Shenhua is more like a martial arts internal force.

The two flying swords were like bamboos, and all the droplets of water disintegrated on the way. When he stabbed in the eye, the force was not bad, and he fell one after another after a clang.

The sword qi that followed did not hinder the progress all the way. Then he stabbed into Jin Li's eyes, and after a clanging collision, wisps of black blood flowed out.

Then, the two sword qi wrapped in the flowing fireflies were faster, more ruthless, and more aggressive.

At this point, everyone came to their senses, and Lu Li had thirty-two natal flying swords. Some of his enemies, subconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

This guy hid deep enough, but fortunately he was forced out of his full strength by the dark puppet.

The last two flying swords were Lu Li's full strength, and after sacrificing the flying swords, the old man was powerless and smashed to the ground.

The two flying swords were like bamboos, piercing Jin Li's eyes and exploding inside the huge skull.

Lu Li was really ruthless, and the two strongest natal flying swords chose to explode themselves, without hesitation.

Since then, his combat power has been greatly reduced, not to mention, the damage caused by the opportunity to counterattack is enough to cultivate for a period of time.

The post-war effect was huge, and Jin Li's head exploded violently. The black blood turned into a mist, and the huge body slammed into the dark puppets on the ground.

The two continents are better again, and the atmosphere of the black dragon in the trapped demon cave is unbearable.

It's not terrible to lose, Lu Li's huge body fell, and it happened to all smash into his own camp. The army of dark puppets in the confrontation was shot to death in quarters.

Rao is a profound existence in the Trapped Demon Cave, and the owner Heilong will inevitably have heart, liver and lungs pain together.

The black dragon monster shouted: "Bastard bastard, it's almost an era, the damn trapped dragon realm has not yet entered the era of the end of the law, and there are still so many old kings and eight existences." ”

The speaker has no intention of listening, and the epoch is a general term for an era. There is no fixed time, it is often the end of an era and the beginning of an era.

The era of the end of the law has entered the era of the prosperous law, which can be called an era. On the contrary, the era of the law has entered the era of the end of the law, which is also an era.

The end of an era of chaotic warfare can also be called the end of an era. In short, there are thousands of ways, and there are many ways to make a conclusion.

The current Trapped Dragon Continent and the Barbarian Continent have been fighting fiercely for thousands of years, but they are far from affecting the beginning and end of an era.

It's not that there isn't enough time, it's that the scale of the impact isn't enough. The old guys know how to count epochs, but they can't figure out how to judge them.

The black dragon is also good enough to whet people's appetites, and after saying a word, he kept silent.

And what moved the two continents the most was the Trapped Dragon Realm, and one realm can also be called a world. The trapped dragon world can also be called the trapped dragon world.

Merging the two continents into one realm, Rao is Qi Xuanzhen and Lao Xiucai, people who have lived for thousands of years, and the second monk is also at a loss.

The black dragon vented enough and didn't speak, and the battle between the trapped dragon world and the trapped demon cave continued.

The copper coin selected three powerhouses of the Trapped Dragon Continent in a row, and the fourth place was the turn of the Savage Continent.

The Netherworld Hell, which had just made a sarcastic remark, was very reluctant to be chosen by the copper coin.

After his opponent turned into his main body, the Netherworld and Hell had the heart to die.

It is the fire phoenix that has disappeared in the world of trapped dragons, at least for 10,000 years before and after, there has never been a real fire phoenix in the wild continent.

However, on the side of the Trapped Dragon Continent, the Feng family flows with the blood of the fire phoenix. It's just a human race, not a demon race.

As the name suggests, the fire phoenix is surrounded by black flames around the hundred-zhang-long phoenix bird. The burning surrounding space is unstable. The means of attack and killing were all scorching black flames, erupting from all over the body of the fire phoenix.

As soon as the war began, Huofeng went all out. Without giving the Netherworld a chance to fight back, it instantly trapped it in flames.

The double invasion of the rich black substance and the high temperature, the Netherworld only lasted for a stick of incense in the flames.

Then he also turned into a firebird, but he didn't look as powerful as the fire phoenix.

The pitch-black feathers are covered with a layer of black ash, and a pinch of white hair on the top of the head also turns black.

The flames of the enemy burned all around him, and he grinned in pain. Breaking through the flame ball cage, he finally had the opportunity to sacrifice two natal flying swords, one black and one white.

The fire phoenix's attack was still fierce, and it opened its mouth to spit for the first time. A fireball about the size of the main body, like a round of black sun.

The black and white swords sank into the fireball, like two toothpicks. It didn't shoot the slightest wave, and it didn't interfere with the slightest disturbance of the fireball.

Netherworld's throat heated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Obviously, the black and white swords in the fireball were damaged, and they were counterattacked.

Without waiting for the Netherworld to react, it was like a black fireball of the great sun that swept swiftly, and Tarzan smashed down with a bang.

The Netherworld didn't have a chance to run, and was immediately enveloped in black flames. Inside the flames, a terrible roar was heard.

When the Netherworld broke free from the fireball, the usually mighty black eagle became a hairless chicken.

It's quite clean, the whole body is wrinkled, the old skin is exposed, and there is not a single hair left.

A wisp of green smoke came out of his mouth: "I surrender, admit defeat and stop fighting." ”

The dark puppet is very honest, and the other party will stop immediately when they surrender. The fire phoenix turned into a woman with a still charm, and returned to her camp with a blank face.

The third battle of the trapped dragon world was defeated, and the defeat was humiliating, the kind that took the initiative to admit defeat.

The old face of the Netherworld had no place to rest, so he cheekily made an excuse: "It's one realm away, and the disparity in strength is too big to fight." ”

Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and no one deliberately blames him. Making excuses for yourself seems narrow-minded.

Only his friend Jiao Zongheng and him are the same raccoon dog, and they don't feel ashamed at all, but think that they deserve to be defeated.

patted the shoulder of Netherworld and comforted: "It's okay, anyone who goes will be a fate." ”

He didn't laugh angrily: "Hahaha, no matter whether this battle is won or lost, just do your best." ”

"Go back and grab a few Great Demons of the Five Realms to drink, and make up for my brother's good life. ”

Then, Jiao's laughter came to an abrupt end. The copper coin hovered in front of him, snapping against his brow.

Jiao's swear words were repeated: "Special mother, what the hell is the copper coin, I can't hide from it." ”

The copper coin attached to Jiao's vertical and horizontal eyebrows, like a third eye, vibrated slightly. The slightest wisp of opportunity overflowed, and the burly Jiao Zongheng immediately had a headache.

Glaring at Mi Shan, he asked, "Old guy, you dare to make a move on me?"

Mi Shan responded calmly: "Brother Jiao misunderstood, copper coins are the choice of heaven, not the power of decay. If you have the strength to make a move against you, the old man will personally go into battle without choosing copper money. ”

immediately debunked it: "You secretly scold copper money in your heart, which is equivalent to secretly scolding the way of heaven." We live under this Heavenly Dao, and of course we are suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. ”

Yoneyama's true combat power is well known to everyone. At their level, it's hard to hide it. You can observe the opportunity of the other party at any time, and then judge the strength of the other person.

Like Lu Li's hiding flying sword in the Qi Mansion, it has nothing to do with the opportunity, so it was not sent.

Mishan is not a sword cultivator, even if there is a magic weapon hidden in the Qi Mansion, but his opportunity limits the strength of the magic weapon.

Mishan's words are not false at all, and Jiao Zongheng has no reason not to believe it. The consequence of believing is a period of fear.

immediately restrained the little ninety-nine in his heart, and did not dare to provoke the Heavenly Dao to seek hardship.

Since it is the choice of the Heavenly Dao, Jiao Zongheng does not dare to avoid the battle.

His opponent was also a burly man. Looking at the opportunity in its body, it is much thicker than Jiao's vertical and horizontal.

The strength of the demon beast in the fight is not good to make up the physique, and Jiao Zongheng does not hesitate to turn into the body.

Thousands of feet of pitch-black dragons streak across the void, and the dragons are not real dragons. There is a dragon head without a dragon ball, and there are limbs, but not dragon claws.

And his opponent also turned into a body, more than twice as big as the black Jiao. Bai Jiao, white as snow!