Under the cover of the supreme power of the frog, the butterfly seemed to be shattered into powder at any time, but all the way forward, there was no recognition of the wind and thunder or the waves of spiritual energy, and when it affected the butterfly, the white light around the butterfly would flash, and then it appeared not far behind the frog. Never falls behind, never gets too close.

The frog rushed straight down from the clouds, and behind him was the wind and thunder that swept down Kunlun Mountain with him.

At this moment, he urgently needs a huge amount of spiritual energy to stabilize the realm, Jinghe spiritual power and Kunlun spiritual power have the same origin, at this time, naturally only Kunlun spiritual power can help him completely transform into a dragon.

People who have seen the frog flooding Kunlun a hundred years ago know that the frog at that time was in the dark clouds after falling for nine days, they did not see what happened in the dark clouds, only saw the frog suddenly fell into the sky, fell back into the Jing River, and was hidden for a hundred years. If it weren't for reaching a certain realm to be able to sense the existence of the Frog King, I would have thought that the Frog King had already died that time.

Today, a hundred years later, the Frog King rushed to the Nine Heavens again, rushed into the forbidden gods laid down by the Heavenly Court back then, using heaven and earth as a bathtub and thunder as water, washing and washing Jiao's body. And today, a hundred years later, the difference is that there is a butterfly behind Qingjiao who rushes into the Thunder Tribulation with him, and then rushes into Kunlun Mountain.

Now, a hundred years later, will Kunlun let the frog swallow Kunlun's spiritual power and turn into a dragon? What means will be used to deal with frogs? At the moment when the frog rushed down, the people around had already raised their hearts. Everyone also wants to see the Kunlun means,

The power of the Frog King has been demonstrated, what means can Kunlun use to deal with this Jiaolong King who is just about to turn into a true dragon in the last step?

However, the Kunlun Mountains were extremely quiet, and the Frog King rushed straight down, dozens of feet of body, swooping straight from the dark clouds to the earth, and at the same time, thunderbolts and thunderbolts fell together with the Frog. At this moment, Qingjiao is no longer going against the sky, but going down for nine days.

Between the reverse and the good, it is reversed in an instant.

The thunder was shining, and under the thunder light, the body of the frog was no longer cyan, but it was stained with blood, and the cyan scales seemed to be completely taken off at the moment when they were churning in the clouds. The most incredible thing is that the tail that has taken off the green scales is no longer a tail, but has become something similar to the tail of a beast, and the end of the pale golden blood-stained scales is actually a tuft of gray hair. A pair of golden horns had grown on the top of the dragon king's head, and gray hairs had grown out of his back.

"The dragon succeeded?"

Many people suddenly had such an idea when they saw the pale golden scales and the handful of gray animal hair on the last horse.

Between the lightning and lightning, the white light shrouded in the butterfly's body suddenly shone with a dazzling brilliance, when the brilliance rose, it was between the disappearance of the thunder, the dragon king who had turned into a pale golden scale was swallowed by the darkness, and then, the pale blue butterfly and the sword light were particularly dazzling, flying straight to the earth from the nine heavens, fluttering butterfly wings, but it seemed to be able to stir up the wind and clouds.

When another bolt of lightning fell, the dragon king and the butterfly had already disappeared. And the thunder and lightning has fallen directly into Kunlun Mountain, at this moment, the surrounding people only saw the Kunlun Mountain startled the waves, thousands of ruiqi, shining a sky. The roar of the Jiaolong King caused a thunderstorm in the sky to become more intense, and lightning fell into Kunlun Mountain.

However, only a very small number of people heard the sound of the sword mixed with the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the sword groan was extremely faint but extremely clear in the ears of those who cared. But if you want to see the situation in the Kunlun Mountains, you can only fly above the Nine Heavens, otherwise you can't see it at all. And in this case, the only people who dare to fly above the Nine Heavens are those who are Daomen, and none of the gods dare to go to the Nine Heavens. They are not the dragon kings, so they naturally dare not go against the wind and thunder.

However, at this time, there are not many Daomen disciples who dare to go to the Nine Heavens to watch, although there are few, but there are still people who fly to the Nine Heavens to see the situation in the Kunlun Mountain, but when they fly into the sky, the Kunlun Mountain suddenly rushes into the sky, like the sun exploding, and those in the sky, even if they use spells to protect themselves, their eyes still can't see the situation in the mountain, only see a pale golden dragon churning, as if extremely painful, as for the light blue butterfly, but they didn't see it at all.

Chen Jing was naturally different from them, he followed closely behind the Jiaolong King, and the moment he swooped down, he finally really saw Kunlun Mountain clearly. The Taoist halls are layered on top of each other, and the view of the universe is one after another. If Fangcun Mountain is a low-key hidden in the square inch, then Kunlun is a magnificent vastness, which integrates the potential of Kunlun Mountain, and has a domineering spirit that dominates the world.

Ordinary people just see such a Taoist structure, and they will have a mentality of avoiding it in their hearts, just like the place where the emperor of the world is honored, and he dare not face it.

The Dragon King was in front, descending with the power of the sky, and there was a feeling that a blow was destroying it. At this moment, the Guanyu in the Kunlun Mountains suddenly became hazy again, turning into a sea of spiritual energy, faintly, Chen Jing felt that there was a green dragon hidden in this spiritual sea, and it seemed that there was an endless heaven and earth avenue in it.

Chen Jing suddenly realized in his heart that the dragon of the river is a dragon when it enters the sea, and this sea is not the kind of sea in the sense of reality, but the kind of sea in the heart. Get rid of all the shackles and swim in the sea without restraints. And the Jiaolong King attained the Tao in the Jing River, and has been yearning for the spiritual veins in the Kunlun Mountains, and over time, it has become a kind of spiritual goal in the heart, and it is also a kind of mental bondage. Some people will choose to cut off all thoughts first, but the Dragon King chooses to realize them.

Of course, he didn't want to possess the Kunlun spiritual vein, but in the process, he wanted to get rid of the shackles in his heart, and the moment he entered the Kunlun spiritual vein, it was the time when he truly turned into a dragon and ascended. In heaven and earth, perhaps no one will be able to restrain him.

Jiaolong roared, swallowed, the wind and clouds entered his mouth, and the aura condensed in Kunlun Mountain, under his inhalation, actually surged towards his mouth.

Suddenly, a little golden light appeared in the sea of aura in Kunlun Mountain, and the golden light reflected that place clearly.

A person is looking up at the dragon king under the golden light, he is wearing an apricot yellow robe, wearing a crown on his head, hanging a treasure jade on his waist, wearing a pair of boots trimmed with gold wire on his feet, holding a pagoda in his hand, seven inches high, the tower is divided into seven floors, the buildings are the same, and there are four bells hanging in the corners of each floor.

This golden light emanated from the hand of the pagoda held by this young Taoist, and although it was not strong, it enveloped his whole person.

The dragon swooped down from above the nine heavens, wrapped in the spiritual power of the Jing River, and then carried the thunder of the heavenly tribulation. It was as if he had summoned it. Legend has it that when the dragon appears, it must be stormy, lightning and thunder, affecting the chaos of heaven and earth. Chen Jing had never seen a real celestial dragon, only this dragon that was about to be transformed into a mortal snake. Despite this, he also stirred up the wind and clouds of the world to change color, wrapped in the river waves for nine days, and carried the wind and thunder into the spiritual sea.

The young Taoist wearing an apricot yellow robe was on the top of the roof of a Taoist temple, his robe fluttering, holding a golden glazed pagoda in his hand, calmly looking at the Jiaolong King who rushed down, like an immortal. In addition to him, there is no one in the entire Kunlun faction, only he is alone, standing quietly on the eaves of the Taoist temple, the temperament of looking up at the sky, in his eyes, what rushed down is not a Jiao that is about to turn into a dragon, and the wind and thunder that swept down and the waves of the Jing River are like the spring breeze in March.

At this moment, Chen Jing, who was closely behind the Jiaolong King, felt that what the Jiaolong King had cast was no longer an invisible force, but a kind of technique, a kind of fusion of the rushing momentum of the Jing River and the momentum of the Nine Heavens Thunder to form a real technique.

The Dragon King opened his mouth and spit out, but he didn't see anything spitting out, but the void made waves, and everything under the sound wave seemed to have been annihilated. Between this breath and breath, the scale armor on the Jiaolong King's body was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pale gold scale armor, which was not very shiny, began to quickly turn golden.

All along, Chen Jing has been thinking about what else is left after the sublimation from the level of force to the understanding and application of potential.

When the power is exhausted, the potential is endless.

If the power of the mountains, rivers and rivers is properly applied, it will definitely be able to exert dozens of times the power of the originally limited spiritual power. He couldn't think of anything else above the momentum, and today he finally saw it. The Jing River swept thousands of miles and tens of millions of years on the earth, and was vividly exerted by the opportunity of the Jiaolong King to rush down from the nine heavens.

This scene is just a matter of thunder and lightning, and the people around can't see Chen Jing, can't see the Jiaolong King, and naturally can't see the young Taoist wearing an apricot yellow robe standing on the top of the Taoist temple in Kunlun Mountain. Because the golden glazed pagoda he was holding in had already shone with dazzling golden light, even the dark clouds in the sky had been dispersed, and the thunder had disappeared in an instant.

The people who flew to the sky with golden light couldn't see clearly one by one, but the heaven and earth in front of Chen Jing changed into black and white when the golden light shone, and he used the natal power of the Lost Sky Butterfly - the black and white world.

The golden pagoda became a white pagoda in Chen Jing's eyes, and it suddenly disappeared at the moment when the light exploded, and the Taoist disappeared along with it.

Suddenly, there was a tower giant in the sky, and out of thin air, it appeared above the dragon king who was about to turn into a dragon, and suppressed it. Jiaolong roared wildly, his body swung, setting off a spiritual wave, and with a long roar, the spiritual energy rolled towards his mouth. Soaring up, he instantly entangled the golden pagoda. The dazzling golden light on the golden pagoda suddenly dimmed, but the pale flames suddenly ignited on the golden pagoda at this time, and the dragon king seemed to be extremely bitter, and the spiritual power and river water of the Jing River that he was wrapped in could not extinguish the flame at all, and the golden pagoda was hazy under the submergence of the river, like a reflection in the river.

The Dragon King was burned by the pale flames burning on the golden pagoda, but instead of breaking free from the golden pagoda, he wrapped himself tighter, opening his mouth and spewing out a breath of dragon breath like a clear spring. The clear spring-like dragon breath erupted, and the pale invisible flames on the golden pagoda suddenly weakened a lot.

Chen Jing didn't know what kind of fire the pale flame on the golden pagoda was, but he knew in his heart that it could never be a mortal fire, and if it wasn't a mortal fire, it was naturally impossible to extinguish it with mortal water. Therefore, the Jiaolong King spit out his natal spiritual breath.

At this moment, the young Taoist man in an apricot yellow robe appeared again in the corner of the Taoist temple, still standing there, looking solemnly at the dragon that entwined the golden pagoda in the sky. He seemed to have forgotten about the butterfly that followed the dragon.

I saw his fingers moving in the void, pointing at the country, and there was a feeling of waving his hand, the vitality was a soldier, and the spell gave birth to a feeling.

At this moment, a white light flashed in front of him, and a butterfly appeared from the void, followed by **, a light blue robe, and a long sword hanging from his waist, this person was naturally Chen Jing.