In the shocked eyes of the monks in the city, he saw that in the blood mist that shrouded the ancient alley, five points of light suddenly lit up.

It's like a starry night sky.

Oh, a huge dragon head like a carp kissing water, breaking through the fog!

The dragon's whiskers are like whips, sweeping away the scarlet haze!

That majestic image, just one glance, makes people's blood boil.

Then, a true dragon body about 100 feet long, like the dissolved water of the Nine Shadows of Dark Iron, was dragged by the dragon's head, soaring upward, wanting to break through the sky!

Under the starlight of the city, the dragon scales shine brightly, and the majesty is in all directions.

Look at this real dragon breaking through the fog, the image of the world, the city is dead and silent, and the thousand demons are silent.

The air seems to be frozen!

At this moment, the Taoist who witnessed this situation subconsciously popped up an ancient poem in his mind:

——The dragon has been trapped in the abyss for a long time, and rises in the air one day.

"Whew-"

A terrible scream shattered the romantic imagination of the real dragon in the hearts of the Taoists;

It also made the heart of the yellow-crowned Buddha in the city shake.

I saw that the hundred-foot real dragon suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and bit the rampant handsome evil man overlooking the earth.

Under the bullying of Long Wei, the evil and rampant handsome man shook his mind for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the bloody mouth was already coming, and he was going to swallow him in one gulp to fill the Tao.

At the time of life and death, as soon as the evil and rampant handsome had time to transform into the demon body of the mountain antelope, the dragon's mouth tore into his abdomen, and the heart-rending pain made him scream in pain, and the blood and qi around his body also gushed uncontrollably to the mouth of the real dragon.

"-Master save me!"

The rampant handsome man who broke the evil was frightened and asked for help, at this moment, only the master could call more rampant handsome to solve the danger of his death.

When he called for help, he did not forget to fight back.

The spiral horns on his head suddenly fell off, turning into two streams of light and stabbing towards the eyes of the real dragon.

"Stop!"

Wan Siyang, who was hiding in the blood mist, finally reacted, he rushed into the blood mist, he roared loudly, and had the intention to rescue, but he was humble and powerless to intervene.

You must know that this evil rampant handsome was temporarily assigned to him by the master as a means of pressing the bottom of the box for him to go down the mountain to save his life.

Originally, he wanted to call it out and decided the situation in a war, but he didn't expect that it would end up in a situation where the handsome man was rampant?

"The poor Dao has eyes and no beads, and I hope that the Daoist friends will show mercy!"

Wan Siyang couldn't care about face anymore, and bowed to Mo Chuan again and again, looking anxiously at the rampant handsome man who was struggling for his life.

"Roar—"

Unexpectedly, what responded to him was a tiger roar.

I saw that the blood mist broke again, and a three-eyed tiger with several feet of eyes was fierce, and the lightning rose up by thunder, taking advantage of the danger of being bitten by the real dragon, biting his neck that had lost the protection of its horns.

Once again, the bloodline supernatural power that was amplified by the size of Ruyi condensed the purple thunder pulp and blasted towards the rampant evil-breaker.

Dealing with the rampant evil of the true dragon with all his might, he was caught off guard, and when he landed, he was thundered and dizzy.

"Thorn-"

The sound of a throat cracking was a prelude to death.

"Woo-"

The evil man let out a mournful roar, stabbing at the horns of the dragon's eyes, and could no longer control it accurately, like a lover's hand, caressing the dragon scales, leaving no scars.

It was no longer able to fight back, and it struggled in vain.

However, under the competition between the dragon and the tiger, the more he struggled, the more serious the injury became, and it didn't take long for the rock-solid demon body to tear apart in the air and shatter into two.

"Roar—"

Xiao Yun Shanjun hurriedly opened the tiger's mouth, swallowed the head of the evil rampant handsome man into his abdomen, and looked at the real dragon unwillingly.

Because the demon body that hides the demon pill has fallen into the dragon's belly.

In other words, as soon as the Wuwu True Dragon made a move, he headed for the demon pill.

This bloody scene directly stunned the monks of the city and looked stupid.

No one expected that a moment ago, it was still majestic and handsome; In the next second, he was tragically dismembered and died.

"No, no, no......"

Wan Siyang, who witnessed the rampant dismemberment of the corpse, his brain was blank, and he unconsciously whispered in his mouth.

It is the power of the dragon and the tiger;

I was also afraid and didn't know how to explain to my teacher.

However, his worries soon became superfluous.

"Eight hundred years after attaining the Tao, I have never taken someone's head with a flying sword!"

The melodious sound of poetry came from the blood mist, and I saw a plainly dressed Taoist, with his hands on his shoulders, stepping on the void, step by step, and walking in front of Wan Siyang.

"Fellow Daoist, when the soul returns to Daoshan, say hello to Daodao on behalf of the poor Dao."

Mo Chuan solemnly arched his hand, and the flying sword suspended behind his back suddenly turned into a streamer, and in the eyes of everyone, he took off his huge head.

didn't give Wan Siyang a chance to beg for mercy at all, or even play with the master.

Hula-

The severed head and body shook in the air, and he quickly fell into the blood mist, sounding the death knell of the rampant soldiers.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa—"

In the dead silence of the blood mist, there was a sudden roar of hunger and thirst, and the screams of the dragons in defeat.

It's the bloody battle of the demon spirit, and it is also the joy and gluttony of the ghost baby!

With Wan Siyang's death, the blood mist gradually dissipated, revealing a scene that frightened the whole city, and countless demons and ghosts were seen, frantically chasing and killing the rampant generals who had dispersed.

Xiao Yunshanjun, who swallowed the handsome head of the evil man, saw that Mo Chuan had no new decree, and he also greedily jumped into it, seizing the opportunity.

However, the worryless true dragon who had swallowed the five-hundred-year-old demon pill was like drinking a thousand-year-old wine, surrounding Mo Chuan's side, his eyes were blurred, drowsy, and he looked extremely lazy, too lazy to look down on all beings.

Mo Chuan looked down at the rampant soldiers who had scattered, and casually threw the Sanjing Sword down to kill the fish that slipped through the net.

It didn't take long for the blood mist to dissipate, and the demons were cleansed.

Only the five-life demon spirit banner is inserted in the courtyard, moving in a sassy manner, destroying all evils and destroying thousands of demons.

The end is:

The spirit flag returns to the yin wind for thousands of miles, and the divine soldiers are fighting like tigers in the field.

Seeing the rampant slaughter, Mo Chuan put away the True Dragon Demon Flag, slowly fell, and said to Ah Fu, who was already stunned: "Don't be stunned, go." ”

Ah Fu looked at Mo Chuan's figure blankly, and chased after him in a daze, full of confusion!

Is there such a high person in this world?

"Daohui Division Right Xuanyi Guangzhi (Shi Zheng), meet the seniors! You can take ghosts and gods, you can serve dragons and tigers, and your predecessors are really immortals! ”

As soon as they got out of the small courtyard, two middle-aged Taoists were smiling with smiles on their faces.

"It turned out to be a Daolu Division, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Mo Chuan surrendered when he heard this.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Guangzhi and Shi Shen shook again and again, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

This is commensurate with Taoist friends, but it makes them very stressed.

"I don't know why the two of you are coming in the way?"

"Nothing to do...... No, it's not ......."

Guangzhi waved his hand again and again, but felt that it was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words, listening incoherently, as if a child was talking about "Shi Shi

Mo Chuan smiled: "But it's for that Shigong to teach Wan Siyang?" ”

Guangzhi gritted his teeth and said: "Where the responsibility is, I hope that the seniors will leave a message, and the poor road will be better to report and record the academy." ”

- Daolu Academy, that is, the headquarters of the capital city of Daolu.

Mo Chuan said: "Okay, the poor road is also lacking, Ah Fu, you and the two of you talk in detail, remember, there are twists and turns, don't hide it, make it difficult for the Daolu Division, and wait for the poor road to find you tomorrow." ”

Before the sound fell, the shadow disappeared and disappeared, and there was no trace.

Seeing this scene, Guangzhi's heart jumped, and he took it for granted.

The two of them hurriedly laughed and looked at Ah Fu, whose enthusiastic appearance made Ah Fu's heart go up and down, his face was full of restraint, and he didn't know what to do.

(End of chapter)