Chapter 213 Blood, boiling

Jiaolong, said to be the descendant of the dragon, is incomparably powerful, turning over to make the sea turbulent, and taking off to cover the clouds and the sun, is a powerful race.

After recovering its body, the evil dragon was even more powerful than before, and the momentum it only emitted made this piece of heaven and earth rage, and its two front paws were like divine weapons, exuding a cold luster.

At this moment, there is no way out of black and white impermanence, the two of them condensed their whole body cultivation, and poured everything into the four palm shadows, "black and white are one, impermanence asks for life" is their strongest supernatural power, if they lose, they will lose, and if they win, they will win.

Whether it is black or white, it has become red at this moment, even in this dark night where you can't see your fingers, you can clearly see the red clothes, and there is blood flowing down them, drop by drop, drop by drop, as if it is endless.

Four palm shadows crossed in the dark night, and there were black and white streamers flowing above each one, and a brilliant divine light erupted between the intersections, like four five-fingered mountains suppressing the evil dragon.

The front paws waved, "bang" hit the two palm shadows, like a stone falling into a pool, stirring up a faint ripple, and then there was a loud bang, earth-shattering, the center of the explosion seemed to be opening the world, that kind of power was so powerful that it was terrifying, even Huang Lao's pupils shrank, even he didn't dare to say that he could be intact under the power of this explosion.

Just when the two palm shadows were hit by sharp claws, the other two palm shadows came, if the two pieces of heaven were pressed, the stars would shatter, the sky would explode, and the evil dragon's body would be huge, and it would be too late to resist it, not to mention that he was still under the big explosion at the moment, and in the face of such a powerful force, he couldn't pull away at all.

The real strength of black and white impermanence does not lie in how strong the cultivation is, but in the spiritual connection, like one, the strongest supernatural power that bursts out of the two, can fight across the ranks.

In desperation, the evil dragon could only swing his body and sweep the black and white impermanence with his tail that covered the sky, and at the same moment, the remaining two palm shadows hit his tail, causing his eyes like copper bells to shrink sharply, and he opened his mouth to let out a dragon groan, and the sound waves seemed to pierce the sky and destroy the stars.

Everything happened in an instant, the bodies of the black and white impermanence were swept by the huge tail, and the two who had already tried their best, almost exhausted, could not avoid it at all, so they had to look at each other and laugh, splashing a blood mist, and their bodies were like withered fallen leaves, falling towards the peak of the Immortal Dao Sect.

The two of them were swept by the tail of the dragon, and they were no longer human, their bodies were full of scarlet blood, and there were even a few wounds on their chests, the forest was cold and terrifying, and the white bones were stained red.

"Whew~!" The screams shook the heavens and the earth, the figure of the evil dragon sounded extremely miserable, the silver scales on its tail were pierced, the indelible marks of the two palm shadows on its body were imprinted, and the two palm-like holes were terrifying.

The evil dragon's eyes were breathing fire, this was the biggest injury he had suffered in recent years, extremely angry, he spat out a breath of turbidity, he swooped down quickly, blood spilled between the swings of his blood-drenched front paws, and the huge dragon's head swayed, opening its mouth to reveal sharp teeth, and biting into the black and white impermanence.

Seeing this, the old man was very sad, he himself was difficult to take care of, and he had no time to help the black and white impermanence, and Huang Lao tried his best to get rid of Emperor Hu and Duan Ya, but he couldn't, and he was hit by several tricks in a short instant, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Monk of my sect, why die in battle!"

Suddenly, a roar full of grief and indignation resounded through the sky, and a figure holding a halberd rushed out from the peak of the Immortal Dao Sect, with the determination to die, killing the huge dragon body of the evil dragon.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of thousands of Immortal Dao Sect disciples rushed out, directly rushing out of the Protector Sect Array, shouting "Monks of our sect, what does it matter if you die in battle", they are holding all kinds of weapons, there are weapons and spiritual treasures, but these are scrap iron in front of such a strong person as the evil dragon.

"Monk of my sect, why die in battle!"

The sound shook the sky, resounded throughout the universe, shook the whole heaven and earth, like a mountain torrent roaring, like a flood to bombard, like thunder for nine days, with a resolute heart to die, vowing to save black and white impermanence.

The disciples who are not afraid of death and dare to rush out, of course, are only a few, most of the disciples have already been paralyzed to the ground in fright, looking at the sky with a frightened expression, and they can't stop trembling, their faces are full of fear, fear of death, fear of disappearing.

There are only more than 3,000 disciples who rushed out, and they are also afraid of death, and they are also afraid that they will never see the sun of tomorrow again, but they have perseverance in their hearts, they have faith in their hearts, and sometimes, some things are more important than death.

The identity of black and white impermanence, they don't know, and they have never seen black and white impermanence before, but they know that black and white impermanence is fighting for the Immortal Dao Sect, even so, they are fighting for black and white impermanence, what are they afraid of?!

"Haha, good, good, good!" Xuan Lao laughed wildly, tears were shining in his eyes, the blood flowing in his body seemed to have regained its temperature, and there was a kind of blood boiling when he was young.

He saw the hope of the Immortal Dao Sect, the unity of the Immortal Dao Sect at this moment, and the determination of the more than 3,000 people who rushed out.

This is the seed of midwinter to spring, and it is the beginning of from silence to glory.

"Even so, this Sect Protector Array is not necessary." Xuan Lao got up with a laugh, and swept indifferently towards the godless people around him, the Immortal Dao Sect doesn't need such a disciple, don't waste, "You guys leave, from now on, you will not be a disciple of the Immortal Dao Sect." ”

Immediately, Xuan Lao rushed out directly, he wanted to save the more than 3,000 disciples, and let the fire of the Immortal Dao Sect continue, but Di Lao did not move, still supporting the Protector Sect Great Array, because Chu Fan had not yet appeared, because Di Lao knew that Chu Fan must be in retreat, and he could not get out at all.

As soon as the more than 3,000 disciples rushed out, their bodies couldn't move, and they were completely frozen, and then Xuan Lao appeared in front of them, with a smile, raised his hand, and beat the more than 3,000 disciples back to the Immortal Dao Sect.

"No!"

"We're going to fight!"

"We're going to fight!"

When they saw Xuan Lao's smile, more than 3,000 people roared in unison, as strong as them, and they couldn't help shedding tears, I don't know whether they were excited or sad.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Lao stepped out, burst out of the cultivation of the middle stage of the void, grabbed the black and white impermanence body and threw it downward, and immediately, with a smile that made everyone cry, he rushed towards the huge dragon.

The sound of laughter echoed in the air, and the burly figure of Xuan Lao was very tall, imprinted into the hearts of more than three thousand disciples.

With the intention of death, Xuan Lao went straight to Jiaolong's bloody mouth, he knew that he was invincible, and wanted to rush into Jiaolong's body, and then exploded, bringing unrecoverable trauma to Jiaolong.

Just the turbid breath spit out by Jiaolong made the skin and flesh on Xuan Lao's body crack, as if he had been scraped by a sharp knife, but he still did not flinch, and went up with a breath like heavenly might.

"I want to do it, I want to blow myself up in their bodies, I want to fight for them to have more conditions, and reduce the pressure." With a wild laugh and a muttering to himself, Xuan Lao was covered in blood, and the evil dragon seemed to have noticed that the silver horn on his forehead flew out to pierce Xuan Lao.