Little Mount Meru.

Outside.

An earth-shattering battle has lasted for three days and three nights.

The crimson sunlight shone on the golden desert, illuminating the white scales all over the ground with great brilliance.

The two dragons died.

Died at the hands of the Dryad Grandma.

The huge body was lying in the desert, the wind and sand were sweeping, and the sand was flushed red, which was the blood of the dragon.

The towering trunk of the Dryad Grandma, the dense branches and leaves that covered the sky, also died in large swaths, and most of its branches had withered, and the ground was full of broken branches and vines.

The Dryad Grandma had been seriously injured, but its crazy eyes were still staring at the last dragon.

The dragon's majesty and arrogance at the beginning had long since disappeared in the fall of its two companions, and its eyes had already given birth to timidity.

was killed by this madman-like dryad, to the point of chilling.

In the shadows in all directions, great cultivators from all over the world had already gathered.

No way.

The movement here was too big and lasted too long, three days and three nights, attracting too many onlookers.

"The ghost tree of Montenegro, why did you come here?"

"In the desert, why are there three dragons?"

"It's terrifying, why did the strength of this dryad suddenly skyrocket to such a point?"

"I still remember that time in Baiya Mountain, I was watched by the Qingfeng Watch, and I almost blew it up in ashes."

"I didn't expect that today, it can actually kill two dragons with one enemy and three?"

"It's incredible......"

The exclamations in the shadows came and went.

The Black Mountain Ghost Tree in this battle is like an invincible existence, and there is even a faint demeanor of an old demon of Black Mountain!

Kill two dragons in a row, it's heartbreaking!

But more people wonder why it came to a place where this bird doesn't.

"Perhaps, there is an inner world of some force here?"

Those who have a keen mind can guess the clues.

"Yes, Jiaolong cultivation should go through the river and cross the sea, there is no reason for them to appear in the desert for no reason."

Quite a few agreed.

The appearance of this battlefield is so abrupt that it is impossible not to suspect that they are fought from the inner world.

And that's exactly what happened.

The three-headed dragons are all small Sumeru mountain protection spirit beasts, and as soon as the tree demon grandmother tried to stop the awakening ceremony, they were knocked out of the inner heaven and earth by their combined efforts.

Originally, the three-headed dragon wanted to deal with the dryad in this desert.

But who would have thought that this dryad's fighting spirit was so strong, like a madman who didn't care about it, and in a fierce battle for three days and three nights, it killed two dragons in blood.

At the same time, it also makes the last end, completely afraid.

"Stop fighting, really don't fight!"

"Let's go."

"The Holy Master is an existence you can't imagine."

"You can't do anything, you can only die, you know?"

"Why do you have to kill yourself?"

Jiaolong opened his mouth for the first time, it was trying to persuade the dryad, but obviously, his tone was already trembling slightly.

However, at this time, the dryad could no longer listen to anything.

Its eyes were scarlet, and it looked crazy.

"Give me back my child, give me back my child!"

The demonic aura was raging in the sky, and the crazy tree demon once again killed the dragon.

"You idiot!"

Jiaolong, who was already at the end of the crossbow, looked frightened and tried to resist.

But in the end, he was pierced by thousands of vines.

Inside Mt. Komeru.

The Holy Master, who had been meditating with his eyes closed and not moved by the outside world, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and slowly opened his gloomy eyes.

All the monks were shocked, trembling and bowing their heads and not daring to say anything.

Only the Lightbringer frowned and said, "The poor monk go and kill it." ”

The Holy Master didn't speak, and disappeared directly in place.

Outside.

The tree demon grandmother who killed the third dragon was almost exhausted, but it did not stop in its complete madness, and it was about to enter the Little Sumeru Mountain again.

However, it has not yet broken into this most mysterious Buddhist sect.

In the sky, an illusory gate of heaven first emerged.

Colorful auspicious clouds emerged from the gate of heaven.

A statue of the Holy Master of Mount Meru with an illusory golden wheel on his head, a glittering golden robe, his eyes glowing with brilliance, and an extremely majestic face, manifested above the auspicious clouds.

Behind him, the Venerable of Light stood with a bow, coldly squinting at the dryad.

The Holy Master stood in the clouds, looking down, with no compassion in his eyes, only coldness.

"You're here, killing yourself."

The Holy Master spoke, and his voice was like thunder, and it was so majestic that it was shocking.

The dryad's eyes were scarlet: "Give me back my child!" ”

The Holy Master stopped speaking, and slowly raised one hand, and countless golden lights burst out from it, densely grabbing all parts of the Dryad's body.

The dryad seemed to suffer greatly, but it still had only one repetitive word.

"Give me back!"

The holy master was expressionless, with five claws, and all the golden light dragged the body of the dryad, like five horses splitting the corpse.

Boom.

The towering ghost tree has become a debris in the sky.

This moment.

Everyone who was watching from the shadows was stunned.

Spike!

A real spike!

"Oh my God, that's ...... What is that existence? ”

"Hiss......"

I don't know how many cultivators all gasped in unison.

The scene in front of me was simply shocking.

That Black Mountain Ghost Tree, how terrifying is its strength?

The three dragons all fell with blood in its hands.

But now, in the face of this Zen master who walked out of the gate of heaven, it didn't even have time to resist, and it exploded directly into the sky full of debris.

This kind of combat power is beyond everyone's understanding.

"In this world, there are still such terrifying monks?"

"Which Holy Sect is he from?"

"Wait......"

Many cultivators suddenly thought of something, and when they looked at each other in a daze, they invariably spit out a name.

"Little Sumeru Mountain?!"

……

……

After Lin Heng left that city, he followed the direction of Jigong's departure.

Soon.

He met this unfathomable mad monk halfway through.

At that time, the mad monk was lying under an old pine, he was drunk and fell asleep on the side of the road.

Or in a dream, I dreamed of something, and saliva flowed from the corners of my mouth from time to time.

Very sloppy.

Let many pedestrians scold and avoid it.

Lin Heng has been waiting quietly.

Finally, the smell of roast chicken wafting from somewhere woke up this Jigong monk, who had slept everywhere since he came out of Lingyin Temple, woke up.

When he saw the current Lin Heng, a hint of surprise obviously flashed in his cloudy eyes.

But he didn't care too much, just grinned and asked:

"Did you bring any alcohol?"

Lin Heng smiled slightly, and pointed to Jigong's wine gourd: "When the seniors are sleeping, the juniors have made their own decisions and have already gone to the fullest." ”

Ji Gong was pleasantly surprised when he heard this, opened the wine gourd and smelled it, and instantly became beautiful.

"What are you looking for me to do?"

He didn't seem to be so crazy now, but his eyes kept glancing in the direction where the smell of roast chicken was wafting, obviously he didn't have much patience for Lin Heng.

Lin Heng said decisively: "The juniors have something, I'm really curious, I want to ask the seniors to help take a look, what is the origin." ”

After speaking, he directly took out the shroud he got from the old demon of Black Mountain.

Jigong, who was careless, his eyes instantly froze.

I wanted to continue the fifth watch, but today I can't have back pain, so I can only watch the fourth watch. Look at the situation later, try your best to add if there is an improvement, anyway, this week at least four more every day, this is all interest!

(End of chapter)