Yan Buji was rescued by Yukun in the endless mountains, and the grace of dripping water was reciprocated, such grace, it was impossible for Yan Buji to sit idly by. As a brother who is the only one who says his word, Zhu Yuan will definitely look at Yukun and Wu with a different eye. Naturally, this is an afterword.

For now, Zhu Yuan is not enough to pose any threat to Yukun.

The moment Ji Linglong and the others saw Zhu Yuan appear, they just wanted to say one thing: The young master really won't let us down.

The monks were ecstatic, and their broken yuan did not leave. Especially seeing that Zhu Yuan won the first game, patting the sky and worshipping the earth, that was their hope, that was the five-color glowing broken yuan.

The evolutionary avenue of the two is inextricably linked.

The flowers withered, fell out, and the pulses were destroyed. The aftermath washed the sky, and the abyss roared, as if something was about to erupt.

Zhu Yuan and the white dragon were both immersed in the way of self-evolution, and an infinite Dao pattern spell appeared in the air, and a powerful and inexplicable attack was launched, and the entire space seemed to be unable to suppress the attack and kill, and it was gradually shattering.

Where it is broken, a nameless whirlwind gathers, eternal existence.

On the altar, a god tripod appeared, formed around Zhu Yuan, the wordless scriptures evolved, and the patterns on it were like a fountain of knowledge, and a steady stream of charms and imprints were given.

On the other side, an ancient artifact evolved, what is that?

The white dragon hangs in the album. The album is only the size of a palm, and it grows larger with the wind, and the distance of more than a zhang scatters the light of the secluded forest, piercing the abyss, the end of the firmament.

Everyone breathes in the air, what is this?

"That's right, Luohe Shentu. It seems that the white dragon is bound to win this battle. ”

"Zhu Yuan, come on, defeat him. ”

Countless people shouted in amazement.

Legend has it that Roselle was a stunning fairy.

The ancients had a saying: Fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a dragon, Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. It seems to be like the moon of light clouds, fluttering like the snow of the flowing wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising and dew. Forced to observe it, the burning of the hibiscus out of the record (there are three points of water on the side).

The old man who had told Kang Xi's origin before recited a poem from an ancient book.

"Old man, can you tell me what the ancient god of Roselle was like?" quipped a young monk.

It was just the gossip of the literati, and it rarely exists today. If you are interested, you can take a look at Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu", which describes the beauty of Luo Shen Land clearly and vividly. ”

It caused a burst of sighs and amazements.

Everyone looked at the Luohe Divine Map, and they all gasped for air, and their backs were cold.

There are many patterns drawn on the divine map, which are on par with the wordless scriptures.

The Thunder Array, the Killing Technique, the Trapped Beast Technique, the Wild Lion and the Angry Tiger, the Sea Waves and Blue Waves, and the Great Rivers and Mountains are all portrayed one by one. The sky rises and falls, the killing power sweeps the sky and the ground, the mountain peaks sway, and there are traces of bang at any time.

The sound of thunder in the sky was incessant, and the steep mountains on both sides of the bank fell one after another, falling into the abyss.

The fireworks that cover the sky and the sun are dazzling, and the endless Taoist intentions and endless layers of attacks are overwhelming. The monk retreated thousands of meters, located in the void, and sent out a defense before he could dodge.

The master of the divine strategy appeared, issued a barrier, and tightly sealed the high platform, preventing the broken yuan from passing.

The sky was trembling, the universe seemed to become chaotic, darkness descended mercilessly, and everyone only saw two figures wandering in a white and blue space.

Half a day passed quietly.

Zhu Yuan has high morale and full of fighting spirit. The spirit grass around him appeared, making a sound of the world. Shending frantically sacrificed, and the Dao Pattern Killing Array did not want the release of money, but the other party seemed to be a deep pit, melting all his attacks, and only overflowing a little ripple before disappearing into the sky.

Since the Luohe Divine Diagram was sacrificed, Zhu Yuan fought very hard, the picture is self-contained, including heaven and earth, as if it is an endless black hole, let you attack fiercely and domineeringly, I will block the water and cover the earth with my own soldiers, and turn the attack into nothingness.

One offense and one defense, perfection cannot be described in words.

Zhu Yuan was exhausted, but there was no trace of this divine map.

He is not reconciled, can a small picture stop his belief in victory? The answer is impossible.

Who am I?

The true dragon son born by the mandate of heaven.

Zhu Yuan roared: "Luohe Shentu, you can't stop my way forward." White Dragon, look at it, this is my strongest killing technique. Ten thousand earthquakes kill the road. ”

Heaven and earth shook instantly, and there was a loud bang. Time seemed to stand still, and everything was forced to stand still.

The cosmic hybrid element came from the sky, and the overwhelming consciousness power struck. An incomparable Qinghai dragon appeared in the sky, mighty and arrogant, tyrannical and invincible. The five claws are like hooks, and the dragon's whiskers hang upside down, lifelike, and majestic.

Zhu Yuan finally felt the appearance of Gu Hua, which drove the soul and made him very comfortable, as if the heaven and the earth were in my hands, and the universe was at my disposal, deciding life and death, pointing to the madness of heaven and earth, invincible.

Qinghai Shenlong raised his head slightly, the dragon's eyes were hideous, and the dragon was mighty, sweeping all the enemies that existed in time.

The Luohe Divine Diagram finally had the meaning of shaking, not as easy as before, the black vortex could not devour the Divine Dragon, and began to spin wildly, and a strange force spread out from it, wandering beside the white dragon, and the five-color match practiced to protect the white dragon and prevent him from standing in danger.

Defensive battles.

The dragon was unstoppable, roaring and shaking the sky, crashing into the five-color horse training.

Shocked, frenzied, violently.

Showing his demeanor in the darkness amazed all the monks.

Even the god-level powerhouses couldn't calm down when they saw the Qinghai Divine Dragon, what was that existence, they were shocked, if they could easily resolve it in the face of this Dao pattern attack, they shook their heads and didn't answer, the answer was obvious.

The five-color training has a precursor to destruction.

The Luohe Divine Diagram entered the body of the white dragon, and with its support, the five-colored horse practiced a shock and continued to resist the divine dragon.

Zhu Yuandao's pattern array appeared, the pulse technique did not need money to play, and all the attacks were gathered, and in one point, it was bound to break through the five-color horse training attack.

He is fearless, like a machine that carves Dao patterns, unreservedly engaged, fully immersed.

Lingcao selflessly dedicated, wholeheartedly transporting broken qi into the heavenly sea. One has dried up, the whole body is blood-red, leaving only the most basic retention of broken air, swaying with the wind, complaining about Zhu Yuan, not knowing how to cherish, too wasteful.

You must know that these broken elements are all alien energy absorbed by Shending, transformed, and waited until another gathering, I don't know when it will be completed.

The moonlight was discolored, the darkness degenerated, and the divine dragon was like a messenger of the sky, frantically attacking the Luohe Divine Map.

Mountain peaks collapsed, pieces of space shattered, countless whirlwinds appeared, the Shending Black Hole infinitely absorbed energy into the spirit grass, and the continuous breaking of the yuan made Zhu Yuan fearless.

The spirit is high, the ancient flowers are blooming, and they attack the Luohe Divine Map.

Lasts half an hour.

Bai Long's hands were numb, and his consciousness was in a trance, he was not Zhu Yuan, when Po Yuan was exhausted, at this moment he clearly felt that the sky and the sea were withering, and he could not compare with it, otherwise his life would be in danger.

Those who know the times are Junjie, this is a sentence he believes in.

Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood.

But reality, often unexpected.

The white dragon's eyes were blood-red, his face was purple, and his whole person was like a serious illness, if it weren't for Luohe Shentu's continuous resistance, he wouldn't have been able to hold on to such a fierce attack.

"Zhu, you are very powerful. I can't defeat you if I sacrifice the Luohe Divine Diagram. You forced me. The fifth mountain, the mountain of the Demon Path, breakthrough. ”

Bursts of demonic power dispersed, and the white dragon became dark and gloomy, and the demonic light paved the surface, and he was like a demon god.

The fifth mountain, the Magic Mountain.

The road to breaking the body, a mountain like a peak, unattainable, has always suppressed himself not to break through the fifth mountain. The Lost Mountain is too important for monks, and the more they comprehend this realm, the more they will be able to improve their future ascension.

However, the white dragon has no choice, the broken yuan withers, if he continues to fight, he will definitely lose, he doesn't want such a thing to happen, so he can only break through the maze mountain.

He was originally a sane person, but his obsession made him change.

I must defeat this opponent until I die.

Magic Mountain, as the name suggests, conquer your own demonic nature, clear mind and understanding, and defeat yourself, this level can burst out with powerful attacks, but it will greatly hinder the future development, and it will be difficult for the future.

However, he had no choice.

The demon god Bailong waved his hand and controlled the Luohe Divine Map, only to see that with him as the center, powerful energy swept the heavens and the earth.

The dragon only resisted for a few minutes before letting out a painful hiss.

After that, he was defeated and retreated, and there was no more fierce momentum.

Zhu Yuan flew back upside down, and Ling Xubu appeared, so that he could be stable, but the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and countless wounds on his body were cracked, which showed that the magic power was powerful.

And that's just a slight wave.

Unprecedented pressure, unstoppable energy, madness hits.

The feeling of facing the Shintoko demon body reappeared.

Zhu Yuan felt that his heart was surging, he was born a battle maniac, this feeling made him obsessed, he was born for this, and he could pay a terrible price for this.

"White Dragon, it's a good time. That's what I look like. ”

He was impassioned, without the slightest fear, and broke the yuan and condensed wildly. Three divine formulas appeared outside his body, and suddenly became larger, and he was casting spells in an attempt to force fusion.

The white dragon demonic qi surrounds the body, and the power of the will is terrifying.

But he knew he was taking a risk, but he still understated it.

On the path of cultivation, you must not be afraid, let alone afraid, once you become a demonic obstacle, you will never be able to move forward.

He was waiting, waiting for a worthy opponent. It's like playing chess, where the opponent is contemplative, but believes that he is certainly not in a desperate situation, and there is a time when he rises against the sky.

That's what it means.

The master can only tell you how to do it, and will never tell you how to surpass.

Only friends can transcend. It's like two parallel lines,-for-tat, an eternal adversary, but also an eternal confidant.

Zhu Yuan was working hard, his face was pale, his muscles were exposed, his clothes were broken, and his whole body was covered with blood, like a bloody man.

The sky hissed.

At this moment, a strange energy appeared from Zhu Yuanbaihui's acupoint.

His eyes suddenly cleared. A sense of Shutai appeared easily and freely, permeating Zhu Yuan's entire body, and the cosmic mixed element appeared, Guhua burst, and the whole person was like a divine light.

The blood-red body, with clear eyes, is amazing to see.

Countless monks were amazed at what kind of power this could make people so weird.

Zhu Yuan is full of fighting spirit, invincible, and the attitude of the world is at ease.

But the eyes are clear, giving people a sense of leisure and weakness.

The mentality is completely different, and it is full of weirdness.

Seeing it, he smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "The ancient meaning of the Great Divine Dao is worthy of being the supreme secret obtained by the ancient monks, and it is rare to evolve such a scene. ”

Kang Xi was obsessed with it, he knew that this was an invincible move evolved by the ancient meaning of the Hong Desolation, and if he got it, he didn't know what the scene was.

The rest of the people were immersed in it, communicating what it was.

Yu Kun, Xu Lun, and Yu Xiangtian looked at each other, but they couldn't understand, but their eyes were full of surprise.

An Ran's reincarnation eye was exerted, but he only saw Zhu Yuan, who was full of fighting spirit, and he couldn't see anything else.

Ji Linglong prayed silently, hoping that the young master could win, originally he thought that he was going to lose, and he was ready to take over and escape at any time, but he didn't expect such a mysterious power to appear, worthy of the young master, who could always turn danger into a disaster.

Shi Shengyu's eyes showed a little bit of divine brilliance at this moment, he was watching the meaning, but he could only see a little spiritual light wandering among Zhu Yuan's limbs and hundreds of remains, and the rest could not be seen.

His Zhou Yi canon is not extraordinary enough, he can't see all the lines, if he is a transcendent Zhou Yi master, he can definitely see that in the depths of the aura, there are infinite desolate ancient elves emerging and wandering. is changing Zhu Yuan's entire body step by step, making him stronger and stronger.

Zhu Yuan said lightly: "In this way, the battle can be over." ”

He used the Ancient Meaning of the Flood Desolation to finally fuse the Void Divine Formula and the Self Divine Formula. The two gods became incomparably huge, attacking the white dragon one by one.

The mysterious Dao patterns rose and fell, attacking and killing the vast sea, like a gathering of killing arrays, all of them heading towards the white dragon.

Throughout, neither of them used any attacks other than Dao Pattern.