Like a fish swimming in the water, like a tiger entering the mountains and forests, like a wolf walking in the wild, the indescribable happiness and chic in his heart is how Xi Changyue feels now.

Before he crossed the dragon gate, heaven and earth seemed to be locked in a layer, but now with the help of the king, although he only temporarily crossed this threshold, he has finally seen the scenery behind this gate.

Stripped of the old shackles on my body, now I know that I am me!

"Longmen Realm, Longmen Realm ......"

At this time, Sang Ziyan no longer had arrogance and arrogance on his face, and there was only gloom and anxiety in his eyes.

If it was just a ghost in the Shentai Realm, even if there were two of them, he and Nashan Yu would join forces, plus that body cultivation Huai Zhi'an, they might not be able to kill the other party.

But what appeared in front of them now was the Longmen Realm!

Sang Ziyan wanted to say: Why don't you retreat to the Shentai Realm, and then call that Gongsun Jiuniang back, let's fight two and two fairly?

After all, as a person of the Candle Dragon Division, Sang Ziyan knew best what the Dragon Gate Realm represented, it was a monk who surpassed the Black Dragon and was enough to take on the position of the Green Dragon!

Second only to the Red Dragon and the Golden Dragon, it is the absolute main force of the Candle Dragon Division, far from being comparable to the little black dragon and the white dragon.

He hadn't made much preparation for coming this time, and he hadn't thought that he would face up to the ghosts of the Dragon Gate Realm.

Sang Ziyan swept around, desperately trying to find a way out of the predicament.

It is impossible to fight hard, Yu Ruyi has already been broken, they are only in the Linghai Realm, and facing the Longmen Realm is looking for death.

Although he left a life lamp in his father's study in Chang'an City, it was a fart.

When my father sees that the lamp of his life is extinguished, won't it become a dark lamp?

Sang Ziyan gradually became anxious in his heart, and said to Shanyu in a hurry:

"If you still have any hole cards, take them out quickly, or wait for the group of stinky Taoist priests in your Daogui Mountain to recite the Sutra of the Past Life to us."

Shanyu stared at Xi Changyue, who was still adapting to the new realm and body, and a pair of good-looking eyebrows frowned.

Shanyu understands that the reason why Xi Changyue is so relaxed now is because the other party doesn't care what they want to do or what they will do.

In the face of absolute strength, all stratagems are useless.

If you want to fight against the Dragon Gate Realm, you need at least the power of another Dragon Gate Realm.

But alas, they don't have it here!

Shanyu glanced down at the mixed element umbrella in his hand.

The Mixed Yuan Umbrella is very strong, and it can block the Longmen Realm for a moment, but what about after a while?

The corners of Shanyu's mouth pursed, although he didn't put anxiety on his face like Sang Ziyan, but he could also see that there was some unwillingness in his eyes.

No matter how you think about it, the current situation is a dead end!

Unless......

Shanyu glanced up at Huai Zhi'an beside him, but then shook his head again, dispelling the thought in his mind.

Although Huai Zhi'an's sword path can make her feel amazing, and her body is also full of mysteries and mysteries, no matter how she thinks about it, Huai Zhi'an can't be a monk of the Dragon Gate Realm.

Seeing that Shanyu was silent, Sang Ziyan slammed his fist on the wall beside him, if Shanyu couldn't help it, then this time I am afraid that it will be more auspicious.

As for Huai Zhi'an?

Sang Ziyan didn't even bother to ask, they had no way to return to the mountain with a candle dragon division, so what could Huai Zhi'an, a rural Taoist priest, do to face the Longmen Realm?

"Looks like your last words have been spoken."

The green-faced fanged, ghost-like Xi Changyue lowered his head and looked down at the three people on the ground who looked like ants.

"Don't worry, you two are very talented, after I die, I will take your souls and hand them over to the king, so that he can give you the identity of the people of the ghost country."

Xi Changyue chuckled lightly and said like a charity.

Shanyu and Sang Ziyan's faces sank like water, and they became ghosts after their identities died, which was really a big joke.

"As for you......"

Xi Changyue's gaze fell on Huai Zhi'an, with mockery and imperceptible resentment in his eyes.

To this day, Xi Changyue still can't forget his attitude when he was scared by Huai Zhi'an drawing his sword, so those two people can join the ghost country, but this Huai Zhi'an must die!

Huai Zhi'an looked inexplicable, he seemed to be meeting this ghost for the first time, but why did the other party look like he had known him for a long time, and there seemed to be any grudges?

Impossible, right?

He Huai Zhi'an is a good Taoist priest who abides by the law, and every day he either stays in the mountains and Taoist temples, or sends the netherworld fire to the dead, and he doesn't recruit anyone to provoke anyone?

It can't be that group of Nether Flames is your wild father, right?

"Oh yes, one more thing......"

Xi Changyue's gaze swept over Huai Zhi'an's waist, and the long sword seemed to remember something.

I saw that Xi Changyue's body was blowing in the yin wind, and he stepped out of the air with a heavy kick, and the next second he disappeared from the sky, turning into a hideous grimace yin wind, whistling and swooping down towards the three of them.

Sang Ziyan gritted his teeth, and the blood dragon battle method started, and the blood dragon phantom around his body roared up to the sky, expanding several times until it wrapped Sang Ziyan's whole body.

The blood dragon has never been so vivid and clear for a moment, just because Sang Ziyan has ignored it and is directly desperate!

Otherwise, if you don't have your life, it will be too late to fight at that time!

Sang Ziyan stepped heavily and ascended to the sky in one step!

The black ghost snake yin wind, the red killing intent blood dragon!

Falling from the sky and rising from the ground!

Neither of them avoided either, and no one would avoid them, so they collided together!

"Hahaha, the grasshopper shakes the tree, it's ridiculous!"

Xi Changyue laughed wildly and stretched out his palm, pressed it directly on the head of the blood dragon, aimed at his head, picked up a punch with his right hand, and smashed it down!

The blood dragon phantom roared, and the blood spilled into the sky, and it exploded!

The gap between the Dragon Gate Realm and the Spirit Sea Realm is really too big!

But what Xi Changyue didn't expect was that even though the blood dragon battle method was forced, Sang Ziyan, who had already been dyed with blood, got out of the blood dragon phantom, clenched his right fist, used the last bit of strength in his body, and slammed into Xi Changyue's face with a punch!

Blood dripped down Xi Changyue's cheeks......

Xi Changyue was unharmed, just looked at the candle dragon Si Bailong in front of him with a mocking gaze that his right hand was twisted to almost be scrapped.

After crossing the Dragon Gate, his physical body was enough to shock all the monks under the Dragon Gate with the power of the Shock alone.

Xi Changyue stretched out his hand, grabbed Sang Ziyan's neck, and asked with a smile: "For the sake of you taking the initiative to send you to death, I can be merciful to let you say the last last word." ”

Sang Ziyan's face was so anoxic that it was faintly purple, but the natural arrogance in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Chief Xi kindly loosened his strength a little, tilted his ears, and wanted this future ghost country citizen to beg for mercy before he died:

"Phew!"

A mouthful of bloodstained and warm saliva fell heavily on Xi Changyue's side face.

Well, this is the second spit on Xi Changyue's face today.

Xi Chang's face was elongated more and more, the gloom on his face was almost dripping, and his teeth were clucking.

"Hahahaha......"

Sang Ziyan laughed happily, and looked at the ghost in front of him with arrogant eyes, with the same arrogance in his eyes.

"I am the son of Candle Dragon Si Sang Liuqing, loyal to His Majesty Emperor Qin all my life, born as a citizen of Great Qin, and a ghost of Great Qin when I die, let me join your bullshit ghost country after I die?"

"Heh, you're worthy too? How are you worthy! ”

This is the Candle Dragon Monk, this is the people of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, the jade is broken and cannot be changed, and the body is dead and cannot be changed!

"Then you will die!" The more cold he spoke, the more powerful he was in his hands.

It's just that before Xi Changyue pinched Sang Ziyan's neck, the girl's soft shouts echoed in the heavens and the earth.

"Thunder, summoned!"

This time, the dark clouds were so vast that they covered the entire painting world!

The talisman suspended around the mountain language is a hundred and eight!