In mid-air, a punch fell like a meteor.

Ren tirelessly raised his sword and slashed out, but he was still knocked down by this punch and withdrew more than ten feet.

Jiaolong came out of the dust, hovered in the air, looked at the huge red blood stains on the river for two days, his face was so cold that it seemed to be dripping water, he clenched his hands, and burst out a series of crisp bone collision sounds, and sneered: "Sword cultivation? In this Longsheng Prefecture, sword cultivation is everywhere, you killed my brother, and I killed you, a sword cultivator who doesn't know whether to live or die, it is reasonable."

"Wait? Your surname is Ren, and you are a disciple of the Ren lineage?" After coming out of the dust, he realized it and said in amazement.

Ren tirelessly straightened his messy clothes, held a sword in one hand, and pulled the hair on his forehead back with the other, and said with a smile: "Is it me who is afraid, or is this surname that you are afraid of? But there is not much difference, you have done a lot of evil, and I will definitely kill you here today."

Izuchen smiled contemptuously, holding his palms to the sky, and in the next moment, there was a faint roar between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the man who was dormant in the shadows whispered to the dust with his heartfelt voice and words.

In an instant, the dust that had already seen death as his home suddenly burned with gray flames all over his body.

He waved his hand suddenly, and immediately there was a huge mountain covered with thunder and light, which instantly exploded out of the river and flew towards Ren Buti.

Ren Tireless faced the galloping mountain, unhurried, after exhaling a breath gently, the entire qi was faintly glowing, and finally spread to the whole body, and the whole person was as dazzling as the scorching sun in the sky.

A sword slashed down, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the mountain was smashed to pieces in an instant.

Ren tirelessly rushed into the broken mountain, in a vain attempt to understand the dust with a sword, but unexpectedly did not find the dust figure after entering the battle.

He frowned slightly, vaguely sensing that nothing was wrong, so he turned around and slashed his sword.

In the next moment, the two mountains that closed with lightning speed were shattered by Ren Buti's sword.

"Break!" Ren tirelessly scolded.

In the blink of an eye, all the fragments of the shattered mountain were forcibly shattered by him with his own sword qi.

Unexpectedly, soon a dragon roar came from the surface of the river, and then there were nine more water columns, rising into the sky, all of them blasting towards Ren Buti.

This dragon is in the water, just like a saint sitting alone in a small world, and he can call the wind and rain with a gesture.

But Ren Butti did not show the slightest fear, he held a sword finger in one hand, stuck it on the sword, and whispered softly, suddenly, the whole person seemed to be one with the sword intent in the sky at this moment.

The tops of the nine water columns were all smashed by the agitating thunder that was as big as a mountain.

A figure flashed away, and when it was clear again, it had already come to the body of the dust, handing out a sword that seemed to be light and fluttering, but the sword aura was awe-inspiring.

Out of the dust did not dare to slack off, his hands were staggered, and there was immediately a green and a red two zhang long, and the dragon with a thick bowl mouth bit the tail of each other, like a rapidly rotating wheel, protecting his body.

The sword qi like a thunderbolt was heavy and dense like a rain curtain, smashing into the dust.

The two dragons spun faster and faster, emitting gusts of wind and thunder, shaking those sword qi upside down.

But as time passed, the bodies of the two dragons were still washed by the sword qi and the flesh and blood were blurred, and after a while, there were simply only two white bones with mottled bloodstains.

At this moment, the dragon came out of the dust, and with a roar, it immediately burst out with a wave of earth-destroying qi, shaking away all the sword qi.

Ren Bu Heng sword was in front of him, shaking back all the sword qi, staring at the dragon with bruises all over his body coming out of the dust.

At this moment, his face was a little pale, and his chest was even more blood-red, obviously the two dragons before still failed to completely protect him, and in the end they hurt his origin.

The gray flames, like wandering ghosts, burst out from the shattered body of the dust from time to time.

Ren Buti suddenly moved his heart of compassion at this moment, put the sword behind his back with one hand, and said loudly: "You have lost, I can spare you today without dying." As long as you ......."

Izuchen sneered, stretched out a finger, and shook it vigorously: "There is no such thing as ...... today."

Ren Buti sneered and asked, "Blame me for a lot of things, I'm just curious, the Dragon Raising Kingdom Dynasty can tolerate the three-headed monster to cultivate in this Longsheng Continent, which is inseparable from the demon clan, for a hundred years, there must be a hidden secret in it, although I Ren Buti is just a sword cultivator, I can't understand people's hearts, but I asked you about the sword before, I know, you are not a bad person."

On his face, there was a little more wry smile.

Hundreds of years ago, there were three small dragons of different colors, crawling on the turbulent river, watching the golden dragon with their own eyes, accumulating enough incense in the world, attracting the golden thunder tribulation with the merits of Buddhism, and fading the dirty dragon dragon horns and body in the thunder tribulation, and finally turned into a golden majestic real dragon, and then ascended to the sky.

After that day, the three-headed little dragon secretly swore an oath. We must emulate that old ancestor, do more good deeds, transform into a dragon with the power of incense, and truly fly to this vast world to see the style of all parts of Kyushu.

The three of them have been practicing here for a hundred years, during which they have rained several life-saving rains in the year of great drought, and they have also used secret methods to make life-saving herbs bloom all over the mountains and fields when the plague is rampant.

Everything should have gone as smoothly as a fantasy, until Yijiazi ago, the three people who incarnated into the human form mixed into the city of the Dragon Lifting Country, and turned out an ancient book in a dilapidated temple, almost accidentally breaking their hearts.

It turns out that there has never been any so-called Jiaolong who does more good deeds, accumulates incense in the world, and soars into a dragon, and the entire Longjiang itself is a prison that imprisons the fierce demon race, in order to make them cruel monsters unable to go out to harm the world.

And the ancestor of the Jiao clan who was fortunate enough to incarnate as Jackie Chan was just under the secret instruction of some masters, and deliberately performed a good show of carp leaping over the dragon gate, and after that, what happened to the Jiaolong ancestor, the three of them do not know.

After all, according to the records of that classic, it is not as good as the genus of Jiaolong in the Taiyi Realm, and it is the best choice for refining the Jiaolong Pill, and the monks can refine it, and they can even smoothly enter the upper five realms from the middle five realms.

Maybe it was cramped and peeled by someone, and it was refined into a belly?

The truth of all this is enough to deal a devastating blow to the three-headed hopeful dragon.

The genus of the dragon is the most vicious and cruel, and the demon in his heart is a weed on the plain, and the wildfire cannot be burned.

As long as they can't find a way to save them, the final situation of the three-headed dragon can only be to let the demon in the heart break out of their bodies, but they are imprisoned within the thousands of miles of this dragon country, and it is not easy to find a way to save themselves.

Their only way out was the coiling dragon stone, or true dragon egg, hidden under the Zheng family's mansion.

All this is like a chessboard set up by people with a heart, whether they are out of the dust, out of the dust, the three brothers who return to the dust, or the Chenghuang Ye lineage, they are all forced to be put on the chessboard by those behind the scenes.

Before Yijiazi's time, there was also an old Taoist from the north who came here, and he was deeply sympathetic to what happened to the three dragon generans, but he couldn't do anything about it.

In the end, the old Taoist did not hesitate to spend thirty years of Taoist behavior, pinched his fingers, and calculated that after calculating a jiazi, there would be a young man from a distant land to save the three of them out of this predicament.

After a long time, the old Taoist never came here again, and after they learned that he had cast a sword in the well of the Zheng family's mansion, they felt that they had been deceived.

Fortunately, there is a master from the Nine Demon Sect who is willing to seize this dragon stone for them at all costs, and the price is just to let them serve the Nine Demon Sect for a thousand years.

Rather than being trapped here, being a suffering prisoner, rather than sitting and waiting for the end, than being trapped in the bottom of the river, they would rather choose to turn the world upside down.

In the next moment, the flames soared into the sky, and the dusty body cracked on the spot.

Between heaven and earth, a pair of dragon bones as big as mountains, like a ladder of heaven, accumulating layer by layer, flesh and blood continue to condense on the bones, and finally a white dragon with a height of 100 zhang appears.

With a roar, the river rolled and the mountains collapsed.

The water of the Lifting Dragon River, which was already flooding, swelled in an instant, and in the next moment, it even set off a wave hundreds of feet high, surging towards the small border city.

"You! Don't deceive people too much!" Ren Buti was furious, and he regretted it a little at the moment

I felt compassion for this dragon.

A sword was handed out, but that sword qi didn't even reach Jiaolong's body, and it shattered on the spot in the middle of the road.

I saw a man in black, quietly floating to the side of the dust Jiaolong Zhen, touching and shaking the white feather fan in his hand, smiling wildly.

Ren Buti didn't care so much, his eyes were like dead ashes, and he even wished that in the next moment, he would use a sword technique that would end up with one move at the cost of his own cultivation and falling into the realm.

At this moment, the Futu Tower, which was originally hovering in the sky, smashed down at an outrageously fast speed, and smashed the dust into the river in an instant.

And the man in black, frowning slightly, just waved the feather fan in his hand lightly, and shattered all the floating towers.

The dust in the water originally wanted to look up to the sky and spew out a mouthful of true fire that was warm in the body, but it was hit on the head by a Qionglou Yuyu that appeared out of thin air, fell into the river, and smashed its waves dozens of feet high.

Those dragons in the river who were not free were affected by him, and they were killed and injured countless times.

A golden thread slowly emerged from the sky.

But no one dared to underestimate the power of that golden thread, because the moment he appeared, there were dozens of mountain ranges, which were shattered into powder on the spot.

The man in black didn't dare to slack off, and with a swing of one hand, a cyan fire phoenix flew out, but it was quickly shattered by the golden sword qi.

In the flames of the sky, the man in black was blown up and fell backwards.

"Nine Demon Sect?" The boy's voice was full of disbelief and excitement.

There was no boy around, but the boy's voice resounded like an ancient bell.

"I'm wondering where to find you! You're okay to deliver it yourself?"

The man in black quietly hovered and asked, "But you killed the Divine Dao Gift of Long Zhi?"