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The white clouds on the top of the peak of Xuanyuan Mountain flowed rapidly, like a rolling tide under the canopy.

It's quiet.

The heavy wheezing sound of the National Teacher and the Heavenly Master came from it, and it was the loudest sound here.

A trace of doubt flashed in Yueyue's eyes, Qiong's nose moved slightly, the beautiful nose was not covered with fine beads of sweat, and her chest rose and fell slightly.

She recognized it for a long time, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, apparently trying to fight against that terrible force.

She was also thinking, discerning, how could the person in front of her be so familiar?

Familiar with the smell of his body, familiar with the unconvinced evil smile on the corner of his mouth, familiar with the heavy composure in his eyes, familiar with his unbridled and uninhibited look.

Who's this?

Yueyue only felt that he was the most precious thing that could not be missing in life, and then a frenzied violent aura quickly overwhelmed her divine sense.

"Yueyue, I'm Zhuo Zangfeng?"

Although this name brought a huge shock to the girl possessed by the dragon, her mind no longer belonged to her.

Yueyue roared wildly, and her slender jade hands suddenly turned into two hideous dragon claws.

At this moment, Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly noticed that a string of tears suddenly fell from Yueyue's eyes.

These two tears fell to the ground like gold.

When the dragon's claws stretched, there was a faint black mist, and then it was as straight as a knife, and it grabbed the head of the young man who was standing still.

Zhuo Zangfeng did not shoot back for the first time.

He just frowned and stared.

In the past, no matter how powerful the enemy was, he never stood still, and never gave up hope.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that everything was so far away, and dreams, hopes, and hatred seemed to become insignificant in an instant.

The two great masters who were short of breath on the side and had not had time to regulate their breath turned miserable.

The magic power of the Demon Dragon is incredibly powerful, although it condenses the invincible sword element in the world from the beginning, although it has used the most powerful killer weapon from the beginning.

They were still badly injured in a few breaths.

At this time, in the face of the fatal blow of the powerful demon dragon, the two of them didn't even have the strength to shout.

Tui Ji and Niu Fan Butterfly flew by at the same time, but according to the speed of the two of them, they were simply far away from the water and thirsty.

At this moment, a brilliant sword light appeared in the clouds.

It's as if the ice surface is exploding and spring flowers are blooming.

The all-encompassing sword intent spread out rapidly in Xuanyuan Mountain.

Yueyue suddenly withdrew her hand, and a black dragon phantom flashed on her slender body.

The dragon's eyes flashed with a terrifying edge, the five claws were extended, the dragon scales were golden, and the powerful dragon tail swayed, suddenly soaring into the air.

Facing that sword intent, the Demon Dragon Phantom suddenly stretched out its huge head, and groaned like a tide.

The blue sea tide is rolling in the clouds.

A sword intent, a dragon groan.

This is the sword of the most knowledgeable master from the Tang Dynasty.

Chen Wangbo fell from the clouds to the ground like a meteor, and his clear face had a solemn expression.

The unbridled demon dragon felt the powerful pressure and stared in the air.

The deepest memories and the most terrifying memories left in its mind, except for the moment when it was sealed on the Fulong Pillar, were so heroic and righteous in the world.

However, it quickly discerned, and in front of it, it looked like an angry old farmer, and this guy was no worse than the two human cultivators who had captured him in the first place.

And even more.

Master Deadwood and Ye Mufeng breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the master appear.

The master stared at the moon and the moon in the air, and his deep eyes revealed a rare look of regret.

His sword, the sword element he refined in the shortest time, was gathering momentum by his side.

And the sorrowful Highness Yueyue, the black ** dragon in her body is also accumulating a violent aura.

A cultivator of the Land Immortal Realm, the King of the Demon Dragon is not afraid.

Chen Wangbo suddenly said: "The more you feel sorry for Yueyue, the more she will be hurt, once the Demon Dragon King devours all her will, spirit, memory, and vitality, even ten Eastern Moons will not be able to save her." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng has already figured out this question, and the longer the delay is now, the more serious the physical and mental damage will be to Yueyue.

Facing the solemn expression of the master, he hurriedly asked, "Then how can I save Yueyue?"

The master frowned deeply and quickly thought about countermeasures.

For the sake of today's plan, only by first deterring the King of the Demon Dragon, only in this way will it be too late to deal with Yueyue.

But right now, the Master doesn't have any confidence in dealing with this terrifying cultivator.

Don't say win, if you can support it for three days and three nights, you will win.

As the possession of the Demon Dragon King, if the Demon Dragon cannot completely extinguish Yueyue's divine consciousness within three days, this possession will not have any effect.

In other words, the Demon Dragon King had to abandon Yueyue in order to find another possession in order to escape from the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

For Yueyue, if she can endure this terrifying possession, her dantian qi sea and all meridians will become extremely powerful, which will have unexpected benefits for her subsequent cultivation path.

Demon cultivators, although they are extremely talented and have an extremely fast cultivation speed, have a fatal weakness.

When all the demon cultivators reached the realm of land immortals, the realm was like solidifying, no longer growing, and the more they cultivated, the faster the realm fell.

Therefore, for hundreds of millions of years, the demon clan could only watch the human cultivators live forever and reach the incomparably fascinating realm of flying immortals outside the sky.

Restricted by the Heavenly Dao, the cultivation path of the demon cultivators is also full of tragic colors.

Although they shouted for it, went crazy for it, and fought for it, they failed again and again, became discouraged and depressed again and again, and there was hardly one in ten thousand hopes.

If Yueyue can hold on and be safe and sound, her demon bloodline will ignite her subsequent cultivation path.

A spark can not ignite a prairie fire.

But don't say three days and three nights, I'm afraid that under the invasion of the violent aura of the Demon Dragon King, the moon will not be able to support twelve hours.

When the demon dragon was captured, the Sheng Tang Kingdom had used two powerhouses of the peak realm of land immortals, but now it only relied on the master alone, and there was no chance of winning at all.

The reason why the master came the fastest was that he learned the information early, and it was closer to Xuanyuan Mountain, and when he came to the Zhiwu Endless Divine Palace, he had already sensed the black aura in the palace, but he didn't expect that it was His Royal Highness Yueyue who released the King of the Demon Dragon.

The master took the shortest time to refine the sword element, but the sword qi was by no means weak, but powerful to an immeasurable extent.

At this time, Chen Wang's knowledge of the depths of the sea was full of the sound of the Demon Dragon King's heart beating, just like the rapidly beating war drums in front of the two armies.

He knew that this was a prelude to the Dragon King's imminent attack.

He smiled and said lightly: "If Duan Qianhua and Meng Taixu are here, how dare this evil obstacle be so rampant?"

With a slight frown, the master continued: "A sword saint, a sword god, the two of them are skilled in dragon control!"

After speaking, the master's beard suddenly opened, and his robe swayed.

A sword intent that covered the spirituality of the three mountains and five mountains suddenly bloomed.

The unpredictable sword yuan was suddenly filled with power.

"Whew!"

The sword element pierced through the thin air and sprinkled a terrifying sword light. (To be continued.) )