The scene of the dragon meeting.

The white clouds in the sky were torn into scattered pieces, and small clouds changed shape, brewing white thunder, and occasionally scattering small patches of rain. It was the Thunder Cloud Rain Dao that the true dragon had torn off from its flesh.

Mixed with the faint sorrow of the monks below, it was like an elegy played between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, several monks with the highest cultivation in the field all looked up to the east.

A huge black boat broke through the clouds and obscured most of the sky, and the shadows covered everyone's faces.

"This is He Zong's flying boat......" someone muttered.

But soon, the answer came to everyone's minds.

On the thick black mast, a huge flag fluttered in the wind. The gold pattern on the black background is embroidered with a proud golden bamboo, the whole body is straight, and the branches and leaves are like swords.

Purple Jade Sect!

"The Purple Jade Sect is finally here...... "The old man of Guishan, who has the highest cultivation, glanced at Su Xing not far away, but in the next second, his face changed slightly.

In the sky, four huge black anchors pulled at the thick chains made of fine iron, and fell from the sky like meteorites in the sound of grinding and rubbing.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Four huge crashing sounds exploded almost simultaneously, with the huge black ship in the sky as the center, the anchor in the deep pit smashed out from all directions as the landing point, and along the kilometer-long pitch-black chains, a formation rose from the ground.

"The Purple Jade Sect is acting in a fragmented manner and taking over this place!

All the monks, stay where they are, waiting for questioning. Those who use magic and leave without permission will be killed! ”

Everyone looked up at the majestic voice, and saw a stout figure standing at the bow of the boat. He pressed the knife, against the sun, and could not see the shape of his face clearly. Only the cold light in its eyes and armor could be faintly seen.

The faces of several foundation building monks moved, and this formation was hastily laid down by relying on flying boats, and there were actually foundation building bases. But if they join forces, they are not unbreakable.

But the person who came had already clarified the identity of the Purple Jade Sect, so everyone's eyes turned to Su Xing in the field.

Zhili Town is one of the three towns of Pinjiang, and unlike those mortal towns along the river, the town is composed entirely of monks from the Purple Jade Sect.

Like three nails, they are nailed in the upstream, middle and downstream of the Pinjiang River. It does not compete with the Pinjiang Water Government for the control of the Pinjiang River, but it also bears the responsibility of supervising the water veins.

If the confusion dissipates today, and such a big change in heaven and earth is felt, it is only natural that the fragmented town located in the middle reaches will be the first to rush here.

Su Xing took the token of the god fairy and maintained order here, and he would not sit idly by. However, looking at the aggressive Detachment Monk in front of him, he didn't want to conflict with him.

Immediately arched his hand and said:

"This fellow Daoist is also a monk of the Purple Jade Sect below......"

However, halfway through his words, the majestic monk at the bow of the boat suddenly interrupted with a loud shout, and he withdrew his eyes from the Denglong Waterfall and looked down at Su Xing tightly:

"It's not who you are, such a big thing happened, everyone has to go to the town with me today."

Hearing what he meant, it seemed that he was going to escort everyone present to the town, and there was a sudden uproar below.

The majestic figure spoke in a deep voice, and the mana pressed down from the sky like rolling waves with the sound, except for the monks who built the foundation realm, many people felt their qi and blood surging, and their faces were pale.

"Silence! After investigating the matter clearly, if I can return your innocence, I, Li Nian, will personally go to the prison to release you. ”

"No." Su Xing was about to take out the divine order, but seeing his action, Li Nian's face became more and more impatient.

Unexpectedly, he drew his knife without hesitation, and a black knife qi, like a returning milk swallow, fell lightly from the bow of the boat.

In the eyes of everyone, they felt that it was dark, and a pitch-black bird swooped down and chose people to devour.

Li Nian snorted slightly in his heart, he is in the middle stage of foundation building, and the kid below is in the early stage of foundation building.

Seeing that he is quite young, I am afraid that there is some relationship behind the sect, and if he is not, he will not try to come up with an identity certificate to hinder his actions.

It's just that he has long been fed up with this kind of self-sustaining relationship and pointing fingers at the second ancestor, so he deliberately interrupted the other party to reveal his identity, and at the same time planned to teach him a lesson.

And Su Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, he was interrupted several times, and he was actively attacked, he is not a cotton without temper. In the face of this falling, obviously to see his embarrassed knife, he is not ready to continue to endure it.

In addition, it just so happened that he also wanted to test the strength of this newly formed Dao Foundation.

Taking a slight breath, seemingly endless spiritual power gushed out from the dantian, converging along the limbs and the hundred bones towards the right fist. If you look inward at this moment, you can see countless blood vessels and muscles in your body as if they are wrapped in a faint blue light, becoming more and more tenacious.

At the same time, as Daoji's power poured out, the sound of the waves of the Pinjiang River not far away sounded in his ears. The majestic waves were slightly undulating, chaotic at first, but slowly fitting into one's own breathing.

In the eyes of outsiders, Su Xing was clearly standing in front of him, but he seemed to be integrated with the generous Pinjiang.

He exhaled, and he tasted Jiang Boping; He inhaled, and the river rose. At the same time, the broken clouds and thunder and lightning in the sky suddenly came alive as they slowly dissipated. Large expanses of white clouds turned black, followed by faint lightning jumps.

Between heaven and earth, a great terror is brewing!

At this time, Li Nian in the bow of the boat already faintly felt that something was wrong. This feeling of using the power of heaven and earth, could it be that the other party is the legendary tunnel foundation?

He held the long knife in his hand tightly and stared at Su Xing below solemnly, and a faint sense of regret welled up in his heart.

The old man Guishan and the rest of the Zhuji were dumbfounded, and someone muttered:

"True Dragon...... This is the real dragon's ......"

In the words, sighs, regrets, and envy...... All kinds of emotions are mixed.

Yun Meirong and the others were closest to Su Xing, and they felt even more deeply about the terrifying coercion brewed by this punch. Her small mouth opened wide enough to stuff an egg, and she spit out a few words with difficulty:

"Su Lang, you won't kill the other party with one punch, will you......"

In the amazed eyes of everyone, Su Xing was immersed in his own world. After building the foundation of the Dao, he could not be as strong as his own strength.

But he had also heard that when humanity builds a foundation, it is possible to awaken supernatural powers. Building a foundation in the tunnel and awakening a supernatural power is almost a sure thing.

And he built the foundation based on Fusang wood, and he awakened the first supernatural power.

Soup.

There is a fuso in the valley of the soup, bathed for ten days, and dwells in the water. Nine days on the lower branch, one day on the upper branch.

This soup is the soup of Yugu.

It represents the endless vitality of Fusang, and the healing of Luo Qianqian and Yun Meirong, who were seriously injured and dying before, relied on the power of the supernatural "soup".

And now, while mobilizing all his strength, he felt that the power of the true dragon was pouring out from all directions in his body, and it seemed that it was about to condense into a new ....... Avatar?!

The second supernatural power?

Outside, in the increasingly depressing atmosphere of the approaching thunder, Su Xing's right arm was suddenly wrapped in layers of iron-like brown bark, glowing with a cold and hard cold light.

Taoism, grass and wood body!

He suddenly opened his eyes and threw a punch outward.

Rumble!