Qingwu opened his mouth half-open, thinking about how to talk to Lu Ran about it.

In front of him, there was an old man with an unlucky face, driving a small cloud that was picking at the rope, coming from below.

Lu Ran only then did he understand that in this immortal cultivation realm, if the cultivation is too poor, the two of them will soar into the clouds, and the person who is downwind can only be downwind, and if he wants to speak, he must raise his head.

Even the "No. 1 Sword Immortal of the Huanjiao" Ci Huan Zhenren in Huihuan's mouth is the same in the face of Qingwu.

"What are you going to do, old man?"

Qingwu, who had the upper hand, shook his head, very proud, and asked with a smile.

Ci Huan Zhenren reluctantly squeezed out a smiling face, bowed down and hugged his fists and said: "Great Immortal, Little Immortal raises Sword Mountain Ci Huan, and there is something to ask for." ”

Qingwu nodded, spreading his hands, meaning that you have something to say quickly.

The expression of the real person of Ci Phantom was solemn, and he said the words that had been prepared for a long time: "Xiaoxian has been alchemy here for more than 30 years, and there has always been a wish that has not been fulfilled, and now I see the magic power of Daxian in the world, and I know that if I don't come to fight for it, I am afraid that I will lose this opportunity forever, so I implore Daxian to fulfill it on the spot." ”

This Ci Huan real person, said such a paragraph so respectfully, Lu Ran saw it in his eyes, and he was even more impressed with Qingwu, but what made him feel even more amazing was that Qingwu didn't wait for Ci Huan to speak again, and he already knew what the so-called "wish" of the Ci Huan real person was.

Qingwu smiled heartily: "I heard, there is still an agreement between you, right, but old man, you have to be careful." ”

Ci Huan didn't expect this Qingwu to agree so happily, stepped forward and took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "That's nature, Xiaoxian must be there." It won't hurt the Great Immortal Dragon. ”

Hearing the word "Jialong", Lu Ran couldn't hold back and grinned.

Qingwu raised his eyebrows, and let out a burst of ridicule that only children tease each other: "What, I'm afraid that you will be injured, I want you to be careful, what are the soul-strengthening pills to save your life, eat them first." ”

Ci Huan Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and then came back with an understanding, laughed dryly, and his tone remained as serious as before: "Thank you Daxian for reminding me, but I don't need to." ”

"Hee-hee, okay then, give you a stick of incense time?"

Qingwu didn't speak again, pulled up Lu Ran beside him, and the blue light under his feet moved into the distance, and at the same time, the innate treasure [Tai Chi] in his hand flung behind him, hanging in the void, the black and white turntable turned quickly, and then the white ball flew out, and then appeared, it was the real dragon covered with various colored gems.

Earthworm. Jewel Dragon. The rich dragon in the mouth of Huihuan.

In fact, its real name is Kunlong.

Kun Long reappeared, full of phantom colors, like the "Eight Immortals", gradually becoming larger, concrete, clear, and finally becoming a real thing.

The gem shimmered like skin, and its body was like a serpent, its head was raised like a hill, and its eyes were like a burning star.

There was also a strange-looking single horn, which made Lu Ran, who was not far away, exclaim.

Isn't this the other "Miss Tree" on her waist?

Lu Ran looked at Qingwu, and Qingwu made a "It's good if you know" expression.

Lu Ran made a grimace, and then looked at this Kun Long, his eyes were full of amazement and brilliance.

Looking up from the ground and looking down from the sky is really a completely different feeling.

The sound sounded again, and Kun Long's whole body emitted various phantom lights, which intermingled and converged, and finally merged into a long white light that tore through the heavens and the earth, illuminating half of the black sky.

This huge body, with dragon scales all over it, is actually like a natural gem.

In the gaps of the scales, green vine-like plants grow, flowers and leaves, and they seem to be constantly budding and growing.

The single horn above his head is a real tree. Lu Ranran knew how sharp it was, after all, he had fought side by side with "Miss Tree".

And the back, joints, four claws, and even some places that cannot be seen are covered with diamond-like transparent sharp blades, like a mountain of swords and a sea of swords, wrapped in a fierce true qi, which makes people shudder.

"Great Shadow."

Lu Ran spit out this strange word again, and at the same time sighed again at the mystery and subtlety of the creation, and finally understood what the "wish" of the real person was.

Like him, the real man of Compassion was amazed, admired, and even terrified in the face of this majestic thing.

But the difference is that what Ci Huan Zhenren likes, longs for, and waits for is precisely this feeling of "fear", the more scared he is, the more excited he is.

In the past thirty years in Wanshan, he has long regarded this true dragon as the object of hunting, an imaginary formidable enemy, and a peak to be surpassed.

If he wants to fight this Kun Dragon, he must climb this peak, this is his wish, or obsession.

This kind of obsession, Lu Ran, who has always been cowardly and reluctant, of course can't understand it all, Lu Ran just saw this unlucky old Taoist priest, held his breath and stared, compared with the time when Fang Cai talked to Qingwu, he had already judged the two of them.

The real man has become a sword.

A sword with outstanding fighting spirit and forgetting the world.

Ci Fantasy Real Man stepped on the "Sword Qi Cloud", held the black scabbard with his left hand, and made a posture of holding the sword with his right hand, ready to draw the sword at any time.

Lu Ran once saw a Ci Phantom real person out of the sword, it was a bladeless broadsword with a completely black sword body, called [Shocking Rainbow], on the Pingtou Peak, the old Taoist priest once slashed his own alchemy room with a sword.

At that time, I didn't realize it, but now that I think about it, it's amazing enough.

So now, what kind of sword will the real person of mercy slash out?

Lu Ran was suddenly looking forward to it, indeed, how many people in this world, and how many times, could watch a "sword immortal" at such a close distance?

What's more, his opponent is still a "real dragon".

Lu Ran put away superfluous distractions such as "Does Huihuan envy me now" and began to watch the battle with full attention.

Qingwu said that watching the battle is the beginning of learning to fight.

The real person still maintained that position, not moving.

It was as if he was waiting for a moment to draw his sword, as if he was waiting for a peerless sword to come out.

The moment of the shot may also determine the success or failure of the shot.

Lu Ran thought so, and turned his head to look at the other side, that Kunlong probably also felt the ubiquitous and powerful sword qi on Ci Huan's body, raised his arms, hugged his two claws, and turned into a huge King Kong shield, the shield heart is as thick as a city wall, and the edge of the shield is as thin as a blade, looking as if it was broken with one blow, it is very fragile.

Lu Ran knew that what was fragile was the surface, and this thing was the strongest thing in the world, layer by layer.

The "real dragon" followed the sky and let out a long roar, as if to remind the real person of Ci Phantom, I am ready, you let the horse come.

The real man still didn't draw his sword, but gradually closed his eyes.

His eyes were closed, as if he had all his sword qi retracted.

Back in his body.

Lu Ran saw it for the second time, and this old Taoist priest had turned into a sword.

His hair turned into a sword.

His eyebrows turned into swords.

His sleeves turned into swords.

His straw sandals turned into a sword.

His nose, arms, waist, thighs, and spine were all turned into swords.

His crown, belt, hakama, socks, and sword belt were all turned into swords.

The Illusory True Man had already fused with the sword qi cloud under him, and entered a fantasy sea with only a sword.

Mount Kinabalu.

Phantom Sea.

Together.

Ci Fantasy Real Man has become a "sword cloud" himself.

In the "sword cloud", it seems that the peacock opens the screen, and the rainbow suddenly appears, there are seven sword lights, and seven rainbows appear together.

The old Taoist priest shouted, and finally drew his sword.

Seven sword lights, turned into a cross-sky rainbow, and slashed towards Kun Long with an incredible angle and strength, and even precision.

Some people died, but not completely......