"The dragon of the four seas is respected, the eight desolations are like Hongli, one stroke is condensed into the true dragon, one stroke is out of the elephant body, the dragon and the elephant are born in two knots, and there is domineering through the ages!

In fact, when painting the true dragon of the dream and soul, Meng Juntong's mind reflected the image of the five-clawed divine dragon king and the divine spirit dragon that he had seen in the sea of thousands of books before. Although it was only a flash of inspiration, the dragon in front of him faintly had a bit of the gas of the Divine Dragon King and the Divine Dragon Spirit above the Divine Essence.

Luo Wushuang was also stunned for a while when he saw this dragon, and the powerful feeling of déjà vu made him a little stunned, wondering if it was Meng Juntong who borrowed strength to deal with him again.

However, seeing that there was also a giant elephant under the Vientiane Divine Brush, Luo Wushuang knew that this was the advanced magic technique of painting dreams and painting souls, 'Dragon Elephant Liuhe Technique', which could only be performed after cultivating to the fifth level in Shaohua's Dream Technique. ’

Under the vast sky, the dragon power in the sea is the strongest, and the elephant power on land is the largest.

Meng Juntong had already reached the fivefold dream realm, which Luo Wushuang knew for a long time, but not all dreamers of the fivefold dream realm were able to use the Dragon Elephant Liuhe Technique, reaching the fivefold level was only a basic threshold for cultivating this divine art, and if you wanted to use it successfully, you should at least reach the level of Liu Chengfeng.

"It's the first time you've used the Dragon Elephant Six-Combination Technique?" Luo Wushuang asked.

Meng Juntong didn't hide it, nodded and said, "Exactly, I saw Uncle Liu Shi use it once before." ”

Luo Wushuang was speechless, even the divine skill only needs to be seen at a glance to be able to be engraved in his heart, this talent is really not something that mortals can understand, and I am afraid that there are not many immortals who can understand it.

Luo Wushuang sat on the back of the white tiger and tiger, and at some point there was an extra white whisker floating dust in his hand, just like a real Taoist, and the floating dust was lightly dusted: "Come, tell me to see how domineering the power of the dragon elephant is." ”

Meng Juntong smiled: "Why don't you obey," After saying that, the true trick in his hand was pressed violently, and the real dragon and the overlord elephant let out a dragon elephant roar at the same time, and then rushed towards Luo Wushuang with an almost arrogant attitude.

The dust in Luo Wu's hands was violently pulled forward, and a dark cyan horse blossomed in front of him in an arc, surging towards the dragon elephant summoned by Meng Juntong like a surge.

With a pop, the true dragon rushed into the Xuanqing training first, and the blue light that condensed the vast spiritual power was crushed by the real dragon in one fell swoop. Luo Wushuang's face changed color slightly, he was careful enough, but he still underestimated the dragon power of the true dragon.

The floating dust in his hand rose again and pulled out four or five green waves, and the results were all different, and the most was only slightly blocking the true dragon for a moment.

"Move the mountain," Luo Wu's hands suddenly stretched out a thousand feet of floating dust, rolling up a mountain peak not far from the shore of Jingling Lake, and with a soft shout, the mountain peak was uprooted, and it was thrown directly in the direction where the dragon elephant was rushing.

This time it was the overlord elephant, the huge nose was raised, and it was a horizontal pump, and the mountain peak that was thrown out by the floating dust was directly smashed into pieces by the overlord elephant's nose.

The power of the dragon elephant is unstoppable, if it is killed head-on, Luo Wushuang is really not sure that he will be able to survive this dream. sweet potato

At that moment, he turned over his hand and took out a magic weapon, which was a seven-story exquisite golden pagoda, and saw Luo Wushuang throw the small pagoda to the ground, and the seven-story exquisite golden pagoda instantly turned into a hundred-zhang high pavilion, and the height actually faintly reached the waist height of the Pure Spirit White Tower.

The giant nose of the overlord elephant whipped, the dragon flicked its tail and attacked, and the power of the two phases attacked at the same time on the top of the seven-story exquisite golden pagoda, and the top floor of the golden pagoda suddenly had a gossip diagram slowly emerging, and the majestic strength was dissipated under the slow rotation of the gossip diagram.

The dragon elephant attack continued, but the golden pagoda seemed to be immune to all physical attacks, completely ignoring the onslaught of the two, and spun around right there.

"Edict Tower!" Luo Wu pointed forward with the floating dust in his hands, and the gossip diagram suddenly opened upward, and a burly warrior wearing gold armor and having a body as high as the pagoda appeared, holding a double halberd, with a majestic face, facing Luo Wushuang, like a general waiting for the commander's order.

"Kill the dragon elephant. Luo Wushuang gave the order, and the tower spirit god of the golden armor double halberd suddenly jumped up, and the double halberd smashed towards the overlord elephant who bore the brunt of it from top to bottom.

The Divine Dragon and the Overlord Elephant no longer had the intention of attacking the impregnable Linglong Pagoda, but both turned to the golden armor divine general.

The three strong men fought to one place, and launched a shocking wrestling battle between each other, the entire Jingling Lake was shaking, the waterfall was stirred backwards, and the gods would hit the lake from the sky, and a pair of divine halberds frequently cut off the flesh and blood from the bodies of the dragons and elephants, and a large area of spiritual power was constantly collapsing and then re-condensed and healed.

Meng Juntong was a little stunned by this scene, but then she realized something, pointed at Luo Wushuang and said, "How can you use the artifact, this is cheating." ”

Luo Wushuang spread his hands: "You didn't say in advance that you weren't allowed to use magic weapons or artifacts. ”

Meng Juntong was speechless for a while, she really didn't take into account this, she had always been in this Longchuan City where magic dreams were amazing, and Meng Juntong never thought that Luo Wushuang would have a means such as an artifact on his body.

"If you want to spell a magic weapon, you don't have the only artifact. "Now that the ban on magic has been lifted, spiritual power and immortal power can also be used, so it means that Meng Juntong's Eight Treasures Qiankun Bag can also be taken out and used.

Growing up in Shaohua Dream City since childhood, when it comes to treasures, Meng Juntong's belongings will not be much less than the treasure house of any immortal sect that has entered the world.

"Isn't it just a tower spirit, look at my Ten Thousand Beast Treasure Spirit Spectrum. As he spoke, in the Eight Treasures Qiankun bag in Meng Juntong's hand, a scroll flew out in a flash, and slowly unfolded directly in the void.

For a time, in the sky above Jingling Lake, all kinds of beasts roared together, and the mountains and fields shook, and the momentum was magnificent.

Luo Wushuang was stunned: "This Hundred Beast Spirit Treasure Spectrum is not in the treasure house of Luoshu, how can it be in your hands." ”

"Bet to win. Meng Juntong said lightly, during the time on the Purification Platform, she had deceived a lot of good things from the High Priest of Vena.

The corners of Luo Wushuang's mouth twitched slightly, it was an artifact catalogue from the Flood Era, so I gave it to this little girl, and I bet to lose, this is really too hasty.