It seems to be close to the moat in front of him, but it took Youchuan for an unknown amount of time, starting at dawn, and now it is dusk, but he is still in the white mist, which makes Youchuan worry, but he can't touch it in front of him.

"It's supposed to be a maze. "After descending the mountain, the temperature warmed up, and Xian'er finally stopped hiding in the Sword Spirit Realm, and floated in the white mist with Youchuan.

There are occasional lightning and thunder in the white fog, and there are monstrous giant shadows swimming from time to time, which is very terrifying.

There was a majestic thunder voice in front of me: "Human, why do you want to cross the Heavenly Barrier? This is acting against the sky, and your cultivation is barely able to even pass my level." ”

Youchuan was shocked by the thunder sound, and quickly fell to the ground, only then did he see that there was a big river in front of the moat full of lightning and thunder, which was extremely similar to the Tongtian River he encountered before, but it was much bigger, and there were countless dragons in the river, and the thunder sound turned out to be a real dragon!

The true dragon has only a few words in the world, but I didn't expect it to really exist in the world, according to the human realm, at least it has to be the strength of one step into the immortals, just the rolling thunder and the dragon breath exhaled made Youchuan palpitate for a while, it seems that as long as the real dragon is willing, one breath is enough to destroy Youchuan.

"I... I want to visit a friend at the Temple of the South Seas. "Youchuan is a little nervous, talking to such a fierce thing, even a strong person in the human fairy realm will secretly shake his legs, not to mention that this cultivation is only a few hundred days, and only Youchuan who refers to the Xuan Seven Realms.

"Heaven has set a rule, no mortal can cross this place, you, go back. "The real dragon is also reasonable, he didn't directly wipe out Youchuan, and dived into the water after saying a word.

Youchuan stood in a dilemma, obviously he had worked hard to get here, but he himself understood that the dragon he couldn't beat no matter what, uh, if he couldn't beat it, could he sneak over...

Youchuan suddenly became interested, ran to the turbulent river, looked at the giant shadow of the dragon swimming around in the river, and with a thought, the sword flew to the opposite bank.

But it didn't go as smoothly as Youchuan thought, when he was immersed in joy, there was a dragon angry tail in the water, and he threw a column of water and slapped Youchuan back, Youchuan spit out a mouthful of blood, a mouthful of golden blood, and the blood was instantly overgrown with weeds and wild flowers, although he was harder than a stone, but the huge force turned around his internal organs for a long time, and the pain was extreme, and the whole body lost its strength, so he had to support the old tree roots and squat on the ground.

"Human, warn for the first time, the second time will cost you your life. The voice of the true dragon came again, and the true dragon did not poke out of the water, after all, such an opponent was not worthy of his direct gaze.

"Auntie, what should I do this time, it's not easy. Youchuan said with a wry smile.

"I can't make a move, otherwise it's just a reptile in front of me, or you can surpass him if you cultivate for a while, two years at most. Xian'er stared at the endless momentum emanating from the river, and all around her vanished.

Youchuan stood up with pain and said in a deep voice: "Two years, too long." Then he raised his sword and walked towards the river step by step, looking at death as home.

Seeing such a resolute Youchuan, Xian'er secretly made a decision in her heart, if the real dragon really made a move to wipe out Youchuan, she would make a desperate move, even if she was discovered by the Black Flame Heavenly Demon, it was the truth to keep the person in front of her.

Roar! roar!!!!

A domineering dragon groan came low and deep!!

"Human, do you really want to die? No wonder I am. "The real dragon rushed out of the water and roamed the sky, with a body of two or three hundred meters, in its eyes, I am afraid that Youchuan is only the size of a grain of rice.

Youchuan raised his head and looked directly at the real dragon that was countless times bigger than himself, lifted the three-foot old tree root in his hand and said in a deep voice: "There are some things to do, some people want to see, although they die, there are no regrets!"

The real dragon seems to be laughing wildly, it laughs at the arrogance of human beings, it laughs at the injustice of heaven, it laughs at the twists and turns of fate, but the dragon king in the dignified immortal river wants to come to guard this ban in the world, this world can not accommodate its true body, but it was shrunk several times by the immortal monarch and thrown into this small river.

Roar!!roar!!!!

A dragon groan that shook the heavens and the earth roared out of endless sorrow.

The old tree root in Youchuan's hand is ready to go, a sword rushes out, Youchuan does not dare to step forward and the real dragon hard, so he has to attack it with a flying sword, the old tree root rushes to the real dragon at an amazing speed, in the face of the real dragon's huge body, just like a golden needle, twisted in the hand by the real dragon, the real dragon smiled disdainfully, and then prepared to pinch off the old tree root, five claws and a grip, but not only did not pinch off, but was pierced by the old tree root dragon scales, which surprised the real dragon, how can the mortal things in the world hurt themselves, the angry real dragon bounced the old tree root into the water, and the old tree root that fell into the water flew back to Youchuan's hand very obediently。

Youchuan smiled and patted the old tree root and said, "Hehe, good job." The old tree root nodded, and resumed his killing posture again.

The angry true dragon opened its bloody mouth, the energy in its mouth continued to gather, and the momentum intensified, and then a fierce and terrifying dragon breath blasted towards Youchuan.

Youchuan looked at the dragon breath that was getting closer and closer, couldn't move at all, patted his chest and said alone: "I don't know if you can resist it." ”

Just as the dragon's breath was about to approach Youchuan, a vast Buddha horn sounded, "Amitabha." ”

Youchuan was then wrapped in a layer of strange runes, and he actually carried the terrifying dragon breath, and Youchuan, who was wrapped, didn't have anything to do at all, just couldn't open his eyes by the dazzling energy.

Youchuan rubbed his eyes and looked around, and there were some words that exuded golden light that kept circulating: "If I heard it, for a while, the Buddha arrived at the Lonely Garden in the country of Shewei, and there were 1,250 people with the great monks. He didn't know the other Youchuan, but he felt as if he had seen these words, as if he had once read them in his ears with a beautiful voice, but he didn't listen carefully.

"Amitabha, Xiao Youchuan, you are so bold that you dare to provoke the real dragon. "Who else is not an old monk, he came to Youchuan while speaking, and punched Youchuan on the head, of course, just for show, how can he really fight.

Youchuan was overjoyed, not happy to be rescued, but happy to see the old man again and shouted: "Chen Baxian, I want to kill you." A bear hugged and pounced on Youchuan, the old monk stumbled when he heard this title, and immediately raised his unshoed foot and kicked Youchuan several meters away, and used the so-called demon law to protect Youchuan, and felt angry, and did not dare to beat hard, so he could only recite "Amitabha" again to calm down.

"Hey, Chen... No, old monk, why are you here?" You Chuan instinctively wanted to call Chen Baxian, an old monk who was extremely inconsistent with the kind eyebrows, and when he saw the slightly raised foot, he also retracted.

The old monk thought for a while and said, "You are allowed to go to see Lan Ruo, and I am not allowed to visit Xiao Junjun?"

Youchuan was stunned for a long time before he felt that Xiao Junjun was Lan Ruo's father, Jun Tianxia, and laughed so much that Youchuan vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

It's all in plain sight.

"Monk, you're meddling again. The real dragon was surprised at first who could block its blow, and when he saw the old monk's outfit, he understood that there was only one immortal in a robe in this world, and one person could block a million masters.

"Amitabha, today the poor monk borrowed a path from you, will you borrow it?" the old monk said in a fixed voice, and at the same time, he set up a hundred zhang Dharma phase golden body behind him, which was not inferior to the body of the real dragon, standing on his chest with one hand, obviously very peaceful, but he felt that the killing machine was everywhere, which made the real dragon throb for a while, and he didn't dare to say anything, saying that he was borrowing, but can he not borrow it? The real dragon stared at the golden body of the law phase behind him that was hiding the killing machine and said slowly: "You guys are over, I am sleeping." After saying that, the real dragon fell into the water, as if to preserve his last dignity.

Youchuan's eyes widened and he said, "This real dragon is too child's play." ”

What You Chuan didn't know was that the old monk who was already in the realm of heavenly immortals had an opportunity to step into the peak of the heavenly immortal realm in Beishan, and he had obtained a piece of heavenly luck that had reached the consummation of heavenly immortals, even in the sky, he was one of the strongest people.

The old monk stretched out his calloused hand and took Yuchuan, took a step forward, and when he turned back, Oe was already behind him.

There was thunder and lightning in front of him, and there were thousands of days of thunder dragons swimming in the black oppressive airflow, which was very terrifying, and Youchuan had never seen his mouth open into an O-shape and let out a sound: "This..."

"Amitabha. The old monk recited the Buddha's name again, and then took out the small stick that struck the wooden fish, a small stick that was neither gold nor iron.

The small stick slowly rose into the sky, and it was the sky of the clear sky that was instantly covered with dark clouds, and the nine-colored thunder punishment! The Heavenly Tribulation True Dragon of the Nine Heavens and the Heavenly Tribulation of all shapes and colors continued to hover in the dark clouds, hovering over the heads of an old man and a young man, ready to attack.

The old monk let go of Youchuan's hand, gave a golden light to wrap Youchuan, and then put his hands together, and the golden body behind him was the same as his hands, and began to recite the Diamond Sutra that made Youchuan have a headache, and every word slammed the nine-colored dragon on his head with an endless majestic aura.

Suddenly, the old monk felt two terrifying qi machines rushing behind him, and there were really not many things in this world that could shock the old monk.

"End of this chapter"