"Teacher's dragon roaring sword!" Seeing the earth-shaking scene on the side of the National Teacher's Mansion, Ning Caichen silently looked at the breath and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Everyone, the teacher has won, and the centipede demon monk has run away!"

"Heaven bless!" King Wu said.

"Wait! It's not good!" Yan Chixia frowned: "That centipede's demonic aura rushed to the palace." ”

"In the palace, what is he doing in the palace? Could it be that the emperor is still there?" Fu Tianqiu was also surprised: "This demon slaughtered all the civil and military officials, and actually let the emperor go?"

"It's useless to talk more, hurry to the palace!" King Wu waved his hand, led a group of men and horses, and hurriedly ran towards the city.

has become a 'good man', King Wu still has his own thoughts in his heart.

He knew that if the emperor died in the imperial city, then he would most likely become the emperor if he appeared here just right.

This emperor is not easy to be, all the civil and military officials are finished, the central power has collapsed, even with the support of Fu Tianqiu, a respected old minister who has huge influence in the southeast, he may not be able to withstand the powerful factions who want to take advantage of the situation.

Not everyone in the world obeys him.

King Wu now has the mindset of a good man, and he doesn't want the emperor to die.

The black clouds above the palace were overwhelming, and the human flesh shell used by Pudu Cihang was shattered into pieces by a dragon's roar in the Huguo Temple, and at this moment it turned into the shape of a half-human and half-centipede, and the head of the pitch-black man with fangs was bleeding, and he was extremely embarrassed:

"Damn, how could that sword have that kind of power! My Yuan Shen has already been damaged, if you don't think of a way quickly, at least you have to go back a hundred years of cultivation. ”

Pudu Cihang still shuddered when he thought of the terrifying power that tore through everything when the dragon roar sword swung in.

This world is already the end of the immortal world, and no matter how deep Pudu Cihang's scheming is, it is impossible to see such a luxurious artifact as the Dragon Roar Sword.

Even in the High Demon World, not every artifact can be extravagant enough to use the entire body of the Dragon of Destruction as a sword body, although the Dragon Roar Sword does not have much of the source of destruction hidden in it, but it is constantly recharged by Bai He with magic power and vitality, and it is difficult for Bai He himself to guess how violent the power of this sword is.

Such an unrelieved force smashed on the Great Centipede's Dharma Body, and the Centipede was only slightly damaged, which was due to the solid foundation of his thousand-year-old cultivation.

"No, no, it's hard for me to calculate right now, that bull's nose will definitely be able to track me according to the demonic energy, and now I can't say that I can only take risks. Pudu Cihang looked at the brightly lit palace not far away, a pair of insect eyes flashed a trace of black gas, quietly swam over, opened the door with a paw, and saw a thin young man with big black circles under his eyes and a dragon robe standing there in the deep palace, with a pair of eyes full of bloodshot grabbing the dry old man on the bed.

Pudu Cihang's half-human, half-centipede body crawled in, with a magic effect, and the dragon-robed young man's face suddenly showed joy: "National teacher! Great! You're finally here?!Is it that when you overtake my father, I can ascend the throne?"

"Hahahaha!" Pudu Cihang let out a hoarse laugh, looking at the true emperor who had been turned into a living dead by him on the bed for a long time, and this prince, his eyes rolled and the illusion was dispersed, and the dragon-robed young man saw the terrifying monster in front of him, his face changed drastically, and he screamed loudly: "What kind of goblin are you? Guard! Guard!"

"What kind of goblin am I? I am Pudu Cihang?" In the black mist, Pudu Cihang's laughter became more and more gloomy: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, your father's imperial corpse dragon qi has not been fully cultivated, you have not inherited the throne, and the dragon qi in your body has not yet been formed. ”

"You, demon!" The crown prince fell to the ground with weak legs, crawling and rubbing backwards on all fours, his face full of horror: "It turns out that you turned your father into a living dead!

"Guards, mouths, mouths!" Pudu Cihang laughed, and the two guards poked their heads in at the door, with two centipede heads in their mouths, and their mouths showed a weird smile: "Prince, what do you want to do to the national teacher?"

"Ah——" The prince's soul flew into the sky, Pudu Cihang's eyes were red, and a pair of strange-shaped claws under the head clamped the prince, and with a sharp mouth under the abdomen, the prince was clamped into two sections: "Blame your nosy True Dragon Sect Master, if it weren't for the old man beating him, how could you be so short-lived?" ”

Pudu Cihang took two bites in three bites, ate the prince into his stomach, and couldn't help but say, as soon as he ate the emperor on the dragon bed, his whole body released thousands of golden lights.

"Dragon Qi! This is Dragon Qi!" Pudu Cihang was bathed in golden light, and shouted in a comfortable climax, and the male duck's voice became louder.

"It's over!" King Wu at the gate of the palace stomped his feet, looked at the golden giant centipede flying into the sky in the golden light, his face was full of tears, and he hissed and shouted on his knees: "Brother Huang!

"What about the white bull's nose?" Yan Chixia cut down a row of centipede-possessed guards, and shouted at Bai He, who was walking in the distance, with her halberd open: "White bull's nose! You are not good at doing things, see that this centipede has gone to the sky, why don't you cut him down quickly?"

"I'm tired of beating him like this. Bai He looked at the centipede with two pairs of wings: "Could this be a winged thousand-year-old centipede, could it be that I am crossing a ghost blowing lantern?"

"This is a four-winged centipede! If it's a six-winged one, it's a dragon-like holy beast. Yan Chixia shouted: "Bai Niubi, do you want to help?"

"Flash aside. Bai He snorted, took to the air and swung his black and white giant sword, flying towards the golden light in the air.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!" Pudu Cihang looked at Bai He flying and let out an angry roar: "If it is ten years later, I will be able to cultivate the true body of the six-winged heavenly centipede, if you break the immortal fate of the old man, the old man will break your corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

"You've grown twenty pairs of wings, and you're a worm too. Baihe said with a poisonous tongue: "Old worm, do you think you can become a dragon with golden light?"

"I don't know if you become a dragon, but you have to die today! to vent the hatred in the old man's heart!" Pudu Cihang shouted, and the huge centipede's body turned, and with great power, it entangled with Baihe.

Absorbing the dragon qi into the body, Pudu Cihang not only recovered from all his injuries, but also became more powerful, and among the power, there was also a powerful suppressive force that ruled all things.

Dragon Qi!

The so-called dragon qi here is not the smell emitted by some animal called a dragon, nor is it a certain energy in the body of a true dragon like him, but a spiritual force gathered by many people of the Zhou Dynasty who believed that the ruler was the incarnation of a true dragon, and under the guidance of the laws of the world.

When this spiritual power is mixed with imperial power and rule, it seems that the power is even more powerful, and it is reasonable for Pudu Cihang to absorb this power and become stronger.

Of course, although it is a belief, it still has many true dragon properties in the name of a dragon.

Many of the carapaces on Pudu Cihang's body were covered with scales.

Bai He unleashed the Dragon Roar Sword, and the cannon in the Death Star Yuan Shen opened fire with all its might, constantly releasing powerful power, crashing into Pudu Cihang's armor, but the centipede kept flying and couldn't cause any actual trauma.

"Ha!" Pudu Cihang looked up to the sky and laughed: "Daoist, I now have the power of a true dragon, you can't hurt me! I have a real dragon body, what is your mere mana?"

As soon as Bai He waved his hand, Zhihai suddenly bloomed, and a huge flower like a lotus like a chrysanthemum, half black and half white appeared around him, and a huge giant beast rose into the air, with a loud roar like thunder, and when Wu Wang and others below heard it, their legs and feet were weak, and they were so frightened that they almost knelt down.

The giant beast has a snow-white body and wings on its back, and it is majestic.

It was the core of the dragon soul hidden in the depths of the twin flowers by Bai He.

"Dragon!" Although this monster looked strange, a strong understanding instantly imprinted into everyone's minds, and Pudu Cihang even exclaimed loudly: "Dragon? How can a dragon be like this? How can the qi of this monster be more like a dragon than the dragon qi on the emperor's body?"

In his fright, Pudu Cihang felt the speed of the dragon qi in his body suddenly speed up.

He barely relied on the belief that he was a national teacher to absorb the dragon qi, but after all, it was not genuine, this true dragon qi was lost quite quickly, and after Baihe released the dragon soul, he encountered huge pressure, and it passed even more quickly.

"If a knock-off meets a genuine one, you will be unlucky. "The White River runs the twin flowers, and when Pudu Cihang's mind is lost, the power of the Yuan Shen gathers in the ontological dragon soul and bombards the centipede spirit's head, Pudu Cihang screams miserably, and explodes into a golden light in the air.

"You!" The image of the four-winged centipede quickly became smaller in the golden light, first into a human form, and then into a half-human and half-centipede, he struggled, his screams became weaker and weaker, and under the cover of the loud noise, the close Bai He could only barely hear clearly: "I see! I saw it! You are not human! I see! Why? By the way, you also want to be like the old man! Hahaha! It turns out that this is the right way of the Daomen, it turns out that this is the true dragon! You despicable and shameless person! I am waiting for you in the underworld, you are a real dragon and will fall one day!"

"The old worm's eyes are sharp. Bai He landed on both feet, and put away Pudu Cihang's true body and inner dan that fell on the ground, Pudu Cihang's thousand-year-old penance once flowed, and under the dragon qi, the huge true body shrank into a foot long, but the golden light on the inner dan was entangled, and a lot of mana remained: "What I do with you is indeed the same thing, but your old concept is ugly and you can't beat me, who will fight the street if you don't hit the street?"

"This matter is settled. Bai He walked out of the palace gate and rushed to King Wu: "The goblin poor road has been accepted, but the emperor and the prince have not been able to save it, Kyoto has been plagued by this monster, although it cannot be said that it is ten rooms and nine emptiness, but to set things right, it is not an overnight effort, and the promise will be fulfilled earlier, and the poor road will not be repaid." ”

"Hard work Sect Master. King Wu sweated on his forehead, thanked him in a complicated mood, and looked at the twilight sky, a little sad and a little worried.

Not surprisingly, this throne is his.

In the 12th year of Emperor Jingyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the emperor was in Daxing, and the emperor's younger brother Wu Wang Ji Xie ascended the throne, with the year name Zhenghe, and Fu Tianqiu assisted the government.

Zhenghe Emperor came to power, the border army supported the army and was self-respecting, the people in various places swarmed, the government decree did not go out of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the Emperor Zhenghe went to Changshan Longmen Baihe Patriarch with a great gift, and obtained a copy of the "Agricultural Classic", and asked the Taoist priest to go down the mountain to teach agriculture.

"The Book of Agriculture" contains the method of rice breeding and fertilizer mass production, the southeast is ripe, the money and grain are in surplus, and then the forbidden army is rectified, the civilians are chaotic, the border army is afraid of uniformity, the world is safe, and the history is called Zhenghe Zhongxing.

The emperor dedicated the scriptures to the ancestor of Baihe, awarded the position of national teacher, and set up a temple in the south of the Yangtze River, and the incense was prosperous for a while.

So the ancestor of Baihe hid on the top of the long mountain, sucked incense, and sighed in his heart that it was really efficient to absorb faith so much, no wonder the centipede spent all his efforts to blend into the court.

"Dad, it's time!"

In the quiet room, the White River Ancestor closed his eyes, and in the sealed glass jar at his feet, a black smoke shrouded in a half-withered locust root, a dead centipede, a golden Neidan, and a black stone in the shape of a small mountain.

Bai He opened his palm, and the black mist inside the glass jar became chaotic, and the four things in it were instantly blurred, the glass jar shattered with a bang, and a curved staff fell into Bai He's hand.

The main trunk of the staff was a thick locust root, the head of the staff was inlaid with a black mountain-shaped stone, and above the stone was a dim light, and between the stone and the staff, a chain-like pale golden slender winged centipede twisted and twisted repeatedly, wrapping the four things together that seemed rough but were actually tightly wound.

The three big demons in this world have turned into a ghostly staff in this way.

Bai He used the fragments of the primordial gods of these three great demons as raw materials, and the black mountains of the underworld, the old roots of the ghost trees, and the countless thousand-year-old demons that cannibalized people, gathered an astonishingly rich negative energy, and with a light wave of this staff, a large number of necromantic howls filled the air.

Shirakawa stared at the twin flowers, and sure enough, he saw a new stamen appear on the core.

He nodded, his body faded, and he quickly disappeared into the world.

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