In fact, today's three dragon soul youths are probably about the same as Fang Cheng at the beginning, and they may be slightly better than each other. But now Ling Lang, compared to the time when he was in the Qinling Nameless Courtyard, although the realm has not increased much (what he thinks), but the control of the soul body and the understanding of the soul energy, it has improved by more than one and a half points. After all, he stays with the two gods every day, even if he is not a very diligent kind, but he is exposed to it, and his vision is not these, and he can only be arrogant in internal training, at most he can only be compared to the "elites" who have faced some little monsters. The dragon group's calf-like approach to the dragon soul has always been quite criticized.

If you have to help Ling Lang find some opponents of the same age, or only the elite of the elite like Long Tian, or even a few demons who are even more genius than Long Tian, can compare to Ling Lang's chest furrow now.

Seeing that Jiang Qing and Wei Dong were trained so that their eyes were blue and their faces were swollen, Li Qingshan, who was the leader, couldn't sit still. He made another gesture to Team Wu, and then manifested his soul body, and the Heavenly Soul One cultivated himself, but he chose the path of soul cultivation.

The soul body is a middle-aged Taoist priest. Dressed in a white robe, wearing a purple scarf, holding a willow floating dust in his hand, carrying a seven-star sword, and pedaling a pair of dark blue upturned white cloth shoes. The crane is on the top of the turtle, the phoenix eyes are sparse eyebrows, the complexion is ruddy, and the demeanor is elegant. With a wave of his hand, a yellow talisman was burning in the air against the wind, and a square mouth shouted softly, "Where is the wrestler?"

A gust of wind rose out of thin air, but when the wind passed, a yellow turban wrestler appeared, but he saw it: his eyes were hidden in the stars, his face was like red jade, and his beard was like soap velvet. It seems to have a three-zhang figure, and there are thousands of equal strength in both vertical and horizontal directions. On the side of the yellow scarf, the golden ring shines with the sun, and in the middle of the embroidered jacket, the iron armor frost spreads the moon shadow. What a protector of the law and subduing demons, an immortal with infinite power.

The middle-aged Taoist priest saw the appearance of the wrestler, pinched the magic with both hands, and spit out another side in his mouth.

"Nashan. ”

This verse is like the sound of heaven and earth, running through the past and the future, up to the heavens and nights, down to the nine shades, and permeating the universe in all directions. As he spoke, a golden light fell from the sky and shone on Nalux. The Yellow Turban Lux immediately seemed to obtain infinite energy, long, long, long, nearly a hundred feet tall, the abyss and mountains could not show their majesty, and the mighty shore of the sky could not be described.

Na Lishi waved slightly towards the middle-aged Taoist priest, and without saying a word, he flew to a soul mountain and opened his huge arms straight. It is said that there is no ring in hating the ground, and there is no control in hating the mountain, this wrestler was stunned to hold the two-thousand-meter soul mountain, and when he used his strength, the soul mountain trembled, and he was lifted obliquely like an overlord.

The two soul mountains were originally side by side, but now one has been lifted, and the two mountains are connected, forming a cliff-like scene, with cracked rocks and landslides, broken forests, and broken stones.

The iron-skinned rhinoceros that had finally fallen to the bottom also immediately got up, his eyes were red, and rushed over to the bottom of the Soul Mountain, trying to make Nalux fall into the mountain faster and do his best.

Ling Lang finally felt a huge pressure, seeing that the two mountains could no longer resist the combined force of the other three, he hurriedly recited in a low voice, "Mountain".

The third mountain came out, and this time Ling Lang did not form the same three-talent orientation arrangement as before, and directly controlled the third soul mountain, stacking it on top of the first two soul mountains.

"Boom ......" mountain up the mountain, soul outside the soul, force stacked force.

The mountain of souls that was lifted up slowly sank ...... seemed to be about to return to its original position.

"Click......" The Yellow Turban Lux seemed to be overwhelmed, his waist was slightly bowed, his back was slightly hunched, and even his knees were bent. The green-skinned iron rhinoceros at the bottom, when he saw the soul mountain sinking, was immediately heartbroken and frightened, and hurriedly ran out, moving as fast as a lost dog.

There was another "click", and without the help of the iron rhinoceros, it was like the last straw, and the legs of the Yellow Turban Lux were about to bend and touch the ground.

The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to want to take out other talismans on his body, but the pressure of the three soul mountains made him feel extremely difficult to even maintain the appearance of the golden wrestler, so he could only grit his teeth and insist, but he didn't care about taking out other treasures?

Three mountains against three people, two three realms high-level, one in the early stage of the four realms, still helpless Ling Lang, who had just entered the four realms. This is not a contest between quantity and quantity, this is a victory of quality against quality.

The injured Daniel Zhang, seeing this scene, was anxious, gritted his teeth, and rushed up desperately to help. At this time, a hand stretched out next to him grabbed him.

The young man with glasses and a book in his hand smiled lightly at Daniel Zhang and said, "I'll come, you rest." ”

The voice is gentle, and the demeanor is light and breezy, like a Qinqing student.

"The dragon soul ink is here, come to ask for advice. After speaking, he clenched his fists and bowed his hands, and his soul swam out of his body.

Before the soul body was revealed, a pillar of multicolored light connecting heaven and earth appeared in the soul domain first, the light seemed soft, but it could not be looked at directly, and the sound of the Great Dao was in it, faintly coming.

"There are many good books, and I am the only one. As soon as these words came out, heaven and earth sang together. What is "one"? "Righteousness" also!

The pillar of light dispersed, and an old man appeared, with four eyes and four pupils, his face was simple and majestic, but it was clear and elegant, and the two absolutely different temperaments were harmoniously reflected in a person's body, giving people the impression that there was no abrupt feeling, as if it should have been.

The old man was dressed in an ancient sackcloth robe, holding a carving knife and a wooden scroll. The wooden book is slowly unfolded, the carving knife is like hanging Wanjun, slowly carving a "Hua" word, non-seal and non-Kai, but like a "乂" shape word, and like a dagger. But in everyone's minds, they can't understand that this is a word "hua".

As soon as the word "transformation" came out, all of a sudden, the rain was so long that the creation could not hide its secrets; there was nowhere where for ghosts not to cry, and spirits and monsters could not escape their forms. Since then, human beings have the ability to educate, and the wisdom of the people is opened, and the spirit of creation and transformation is exhausted, and the more "energy" there is.

After the ancient characters were written, they flew in the sky and placed them on the top of the mountain, and the golden light was like a leak, and they fell on the three soul mountains. The Soul Mountain is also a transfiguration, a creation, and it is slowly disappearing in the golden light. The birds and beasts, fish, shrimp, cicadas, and even the "small" yellow dragon in the soul mountain all wailed in unison. For a time, the wolf rushed to the pig, like a fire in the sky to extinguish the world, and the end of the mountain.

The little man in the lotus stamen, his complexion changed greatly, and the lotus petals under the seat were slowly dissipating, not even in the process of withering and decaying, but directly dissipating.

Cangjie's creation of characters and the work of education, for thousands of years, who has not received his kindness? If it is the ontology himself, even if the soul of Guan Gong and the soul of Bai Qijun come out together, they must respectfully call him "sir".

Ling Lang suddenly had these three words in his heart. But at the moment, I can't think too much about it.

"Mountain", the phantom of the Qinling Mountains, is transformed into a reality. The mountains are high and lofty, and they stretch for hundreds of miles. There is another river and a river, I don't know where it starts, it is mighty and continuous, and I don't know where it ends.

The four mountains gathered, and a mighty aura that filled the heavens and the earth rose to the sky, and it was faintly able to resist the incomparable golden light. When the word is not made, the mountain is already there, and the river is not wasted.

But after all, Ling Lang was facing four people at the same time, taking care of one and losing the other. Seeing that the Soul Mountain was suppressed, the gray-furred rat began to feel that he could dig the Soul Mountain again, the green-skinned iron rhinoceros began to go to the bottom of the arch mountain again, and the Yellow Turban Lux was slowly able to stand up straight. It doesn't seem like it will last long. Moreover, the Cangjie sage, although it is only a wisp of soul because of the limitation of ink and its own realm and soul energy, but the power of one word has reached the point where it is so, so engrave the second one, engrave the third and fourth ......? You must know that the first book of the Cangjie sage has twenty-eight characters. Thinking of this, Ling Lang suddenly had an idea, remembered an allusion, and asked.

"Mr. Gaoyi, Zephi eternity. "This is the words of the heart, because Cangjie was careless in making words, "cow" and "fish" were not distinguished, and "heavy" and "out" were reversed, and they were questioned by the wise man, becoming his heart disease, and his thoughts were unforgettable.

The simple old man, with his eyes lightly closed, sighed softly, "Stop". The golden light dissipated, and the figure disappeared.

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom" again, the four mountains overlapped, the three mountains were below, and the mountains were on top. Where can Li Qingshan and the four of them resist?

The green-skinned iron rhinoceros was the fastest to see the opportunity and rushed out, but it also lost half of its hind legs and the steel tail. A huge mutilated body, with horrified eyes and weak breath.

And under the knees of the golden wrestler, all of them were broken, and the arms that hugged the soul mountain were also amputated. Leaving a stick-like body, he flew away.

Looking at the big rat in the cave again, it is really like being invited into the urn, and there is still the strength to struggle. The lake was even stronger, and it rushed wildly, and instantly crushed it into a meat patty, which stuck to the mountain wall, like cheese for a pancake.

"Stop, everybody. Soul Collection. But an old man in white appeared in front of him, wearing a dragon soul uniform, with a wave of his arm, the blue light flashed, and everyone's souls returned to their bodies, even Ling Lang's four mountains and two rivers all dissipated.

Only that lotus platform remains, where the blue light spreads, the lotus platform has nine grades, eight grades, and seven grades...... The first product was extinguished, until the third product, another four-color light flashed down from the lotus platform, yellow, white, blue and red, the first three colors were the most prosperous, and the red was slightly lighter. Lotus platform has four, five, and six products...... Nine products, restored to the original state.

The lotus platform is high, and the lotus petals are stacked on top of each other, slowly rotating. There is no dirt and no dirt, and the blue light cannot be let go away.

"Huh. The old man was surprised.