The sky is thousands of miles, and the dragon roars in the sky.

The scene of the birth of the real dragon shocked everyone.

However, the next scene was even more terrifying.

A huge long sword fell from the sky and directly cut off the head of the real dragon.

At this moment, this giant sword takes heaven and earth as a bridge, and when the sword falls, with the help of the power of heaven and earth, the real dragon that has just jumped out of the dragon gate will be directly killed.

The sprayed Xuanhuang blood was caught by a giant ding, and the dragon head body fell into it.

After the incident in Sword Valley, he was first pursued by Kurong Yusuo, and then taken out of the abyss by Su Ying, so that he had no time to look for those things left behind during the war, the broken You Fang staff, the broken golden silk jade silk boots, and the broken bundle of hair and jade crown when it hit Dong Yu's forehead.

And among these, the thing he wanted to find the most was the Soul Suppression Ding.

I thought that this treasure was also left in Sword Valley, but I didn't expect to meet it again today.

The real dragon was killed, much to everyone's disbelief.

The fisherman, who was kneeling on the ground, let out a terrible roar.

Hundreds of years of long-cherished wish fulfilled, but he didn't expect to be killed by a sword in the blink of an eye, making his anger and pain instantly rush to his mind.

People who are single-minded about one thing have a kind of paranoia, and fishermen are even more so.

The sudden situation made his paranoia explode in an instant, and he directly drove up the clouds and went to the sky above the dragon gate.

The fisherman did not lose his mind, and even avoided the Hidden Dragon Abyss when he was in the sky.

However, when he had just flown near the Dragon Gate, a red-haired puppy suddenly rushed out of the river, turned into a crimson beast in the blink of an eye, and snapped at the fisherman.

Suddenly, a beast roar woke everyone up from the scene of the real dragon being beheaded.

Gong Quan couldn't care about it anymore, waved his sleeves into clouds, and rushed towards the beast.

Not only to help the fisherman, but also to vent the anger in his heart.

Ning Baifeng also rose with his sword, but instead of rushing towards the beast, he rushed towards a cloud in the sky.

Just because of the soul suppression tripod that received the dragon's body, it flew into that cloud.

A few days ago, Nie Hongzhu accompanied the children of Qingdu to search for Fushan River in Wushan, but there was no trace at all, but he didn't expect this person to hide in the clouds in the sky.

At this time, everything on the dragon gate was caused by the person in that cloud.

Just kill that person and it will be over.

On the battlefield on the river.

In the section of the river from Longmen to Qingdu, the two Jindan and the beast fought wildly, and the stirring river waves were in all directions.

There were also people from the Qingdu side who came from the sky to participate in the siege of the beasts.

Ning Baifeng glanced at it, it was Gong Qian, the head of the Qingdu Gong family.

High in the sky, as the cloud approached, Ning Baifeng suddenly stopped.

A giant sword burst through the clouds.

And one of them took off, and there was a woman.

Nie Hongzhu, who followed Ning Baifeng, didn't say a word, and directly attacked the woman.

Ning Baifeng stabbed out with a sword and collided with the giant sword.

The two swords faced each other, as if inserted into the water, and between the tip of the sword and the reflection, the ripples of sword qi burst out and rippled in all directions.

There was a bang.

Ning Baifeng retreated, but rushed forward again with his sword in a few breaths.

After this giant sword slashed the true dragon, it seemed that it had lost the power of heaven and earth.

In that case, what is there to fear!

The greatsword still fell in the air.

Ning Baifeng did not retreat, and fought with a sword.

At this moment, there are many battles near Longmen.

In the distance, between the mountains, the earth shook and shook as a result of the dragon-hunting operation.

The battle on the river was a mess, and the huge waves were monstrous.

In mid-air, two women fought with their edges, and one of them faced the giant sword that killed the real dragon.

A series of accidents made everyone dizzy.

At the same time, several more roars came from the dragon gate.

The matter of turning into a dragon in the Dragon Gate did not stop because the real dragon was beheaded, on the contrary, because of the loss of the interception of the dragon, there were more demon spirits that rushed out of the dragon gate.

When the sun rose to its highest point, a beast with a dragon's head and a turtle body rushed out of the dragon gate.

A pillar of light suddenly rose in the Qing capital.

At this moment, the entire Wushan Mountain was solidified.

In the place where the dragon was hunted in the mountains, countless nooses were wrapped around the white dragon's body, and an old man covered in blood held a bamboo basket and faced the white dragon's head.

On the surface of the river, the fisherman's fist smashed on the chin of the beast, Gong Quan flew upside down in the air, his beard was white, and Gong Qian's simple knife pierced deeply into the shoulder blade of the beast.

In mid-air, the swords of the two women slashed in front of him, Ning Baifeng avoided the giant sword, and the sword body of the bridge in his hand stabbed into the clouds.

In the mountains, all living beings have a variety of expressions, joys, angers, sorrows and joys on their faces.

On the waterfall, a multicolored carp dragon is about to leap into the golden gate.

Yet these images are all still, as if they were sculptures.

In the next moment, the wind blew from the origin of the Tianxu River, in the far west.

The pillar of light that rose in the Qingdu suddenly exploded, and the diffused spiritual pressure swept across the entire Wu Mountain.

Everything that flew in the air fell, people on the battlefield turned on their backs, and the golden gates of the waterfall slammed shut.

Everywhere in the world, all the supernatural powers of distant view have failed.

In the blink of an eye, a thick fog filled the entire Wushan.

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Ning Baifeng rushed up from the water, and all he could see was a thick fog.

Without warning, the spiritual pressure rushed and blasted him into the dragon abyss.

I thought I would die, but I didn't expect that the forbidden air ban on the Hidden Dragon Abyss had dissipated.

The moment he was swept away by the spiritual pressure, he saw that the figure in the cloud also fell into the hidden dragon abyss.

However, there is a white expanse three feet away, and where can you find someone.

Ning Baifeng immediately rushed upwards with his sword.

When he broke through the fog, he saw cliffs and waterfalls, and when he looked back, the mountains outside the Hidden Dragon Abyss were already covered in thick fog.

A cacophony gradually sounded in the Hidden Dragon Abyss.

From time to time, figures flew up between the mountains in the distance, and the ferry boat drove through the clouds and mist and flew towards Qingdu.

Ning Baifeng stood on the sword, glanced at the Hidden Dragon Abyss, and then watched the cars or ferries fly over the Hidden Dragon Abyss.

After waiting like this for half an hour, no one flew up in the Hidden Dragon Abyss.

Ning Baifeng could only smile bitterly.

He is smart, and this old monster who has lived for countless years is not a fool.

Suddenly, Ning Baifeng reached into his arms and took out a jade plaque that was beating slightly.

On the back, the two ancient and clumsy characters of Yuantai are still the same, and the shape of the spirit turtle on the front has changed, with a dragon head and a turtle body, mighty and domineering.

Ning Baifeng held the jade plaque, glanced up at the Dragon Gate, and then set his gaze on the Hidden Dragon Abyss covered in white mist.

After pondering for a moment, Ning Baifeng took a deep breath and soared into the air.

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A mile in front of the dragon gate on the water's edge.

A hunchbacked old man stood on the river, looking at the man leaning against the rock, half of his body immersed in the water, with a white beard and a withered face.

The hunchbacked old man looked at the man and said, "You're dying." ”

The man was covered in blood, and instead of being angry at this unlucky remark, he smiled with difficulty, "Congratulations." ”

When he spoke, his whole body trembled, as if the corners of his mouth were slightly pulling, and the slow exhalation of his breath brought him great pain.

The hunchbacked old man sighed, spat out a stone from his mouth, and then crushed the stone with one hand, and then the aura burrowed into the man's nose like two small snakes.

When the aura was exhausted, the man's face was a little better, but it was still as dry as rotten wood.

The man coughed lightly and said, "You're wasting it." ”

The hunchbacked old man smiled, "At least I can let you live a little longer, my young master is coming." ”

The man nodded very slightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

A moment later, a figure pierced the mist and landed on the shore.

The person who came was dressed in white and held a pitch-black sword blank.

The hunchbacked old man looked at the young man in white, bowed down and saluted: "Old slave Yuantai, I have seen the young master." ”

Ning Baifeng looked at the hunchbacked old man with a smile on his face, and was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he figured it out.

After crossing the dragon gate, he is already a big demon, and he can naturally transform into a shape.

It's just that the old man's appearance surprised him a little, and then he thought of the long years that the spirit turtle had lived, which was normal.

Ning Baifeng smiled and nodded, "It's not easy to come by, congratulations." ”

Once jumping over the dragon gate, it is indeed worth congratulating.

Yuan Tai bent down again and saluted.

After Ning Baifeng received the salute, he immediately walked to the man who was half-lying in the water, his brows furrowed slightly.

The man smiled hard and said, "It's just going to die, what are you doing with a sad face." ”

Ning Baifeng thought about it, took out a pebble from his sleeve, and was about to crush it, but was stopped by the man.

The man shook his head and said, "Don't waste good things, it's useless, you listen to me." ”

Ning Baifeng stopped.

The man said: "The pearl has been opened, and Qingdu is when he is weak, you help Qingdu to support the scene." ”

Ning Baifeng thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll send you back to Qingdu!"

Then he took off the bamboo tube behind his back, handed it to the hunchbacked old man, and said, "You go to find the red bamboo, and then let the red bamboo accompany you to find the fisherman, and after finding all of them, come to the Qingdu to meet." ”

Yuantai took the bamboo tube, turned around and strode away on the river.

Ning Baifeng carried the old man on his back and rushed along the river towards Qingdu.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist the sword, but he is afraid of falling off with a person on his back.

For the sake of safety, it is better to run over with the smoke and rain, so that the goal is also a little smaller.

When Edgeworth came over before, Ning Baifeng had already seen many people rushing to the Qing Capital.

The Dragon Gate is only a few miles away from the Qingdu, and with all the strength of the run, the time for tea has already rushed to the riverside outside the Qingdu.

On the extremely high stone pillar inside the Qingdu, the beads emitted a bright light, like a torch, keeping the mist out.

At this time, outside the Qingdu, there were already all kinds of ferries and cars, like moths ready to put out a fire.

Although Ning Baifeng had already guessed when he heard the request for palace power, he still felt a little numb when he saw this situation.

Gong Quan said with difficulty: "Let's stop here, Qingdu at this time is a hornet's nest, and the danger is too great." ”

Ning Baifeng didn't reply, looked at Qingdu opposite, thought about it, and said, "It's not good to die at the door of the house, let's go up from the stone wall." ”

Gong Quan struggled for a moment, and wanted to say something, but the strong wind was already blowing in his face, blocking his words.

Ning Baifeng was like a dragonfly dotting the water, quickly sweeping across the river.

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In front of the stone flat outside the Qingdu archway.

Gong Yang used the bamboo hat as a shield to block the heavy punch of the man opposite, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding, but he endured it and slashed at the man's face with a backhand.

The man didn't dodge or dodge, sneered and slapped his backhand and slapped it out.

His movements were a little casual, like chasing flies, and he waved his palms in annoyance.

There was a snap.

Pu Dao broke away from Gong Yang's palm and smashed heavily on the side of the Dragon Viewing Platform not far away.

The sound is loud and heavy.

However, the man's fist did not stop, and one punch was followed by another.

Gong Yang pinched the bamboo hat's arm and slammed it on his chest, and a mouthful of blood could no longer be suppressed and sprayed on the bamboo hat.

Martial arts against the enemy, pay attention to the invincibility within one arm.

Therefore, the qi practitioner was close to the martial arts, and if he couldn't avoid it, he could only fight with his life.

Gong Yang is already a qi practitioner in the Xuan Miao Realm, and he is also a sword cultivator, and his body has already condensed the sword gang, so there is not much pressure to deal with ordinary martial artists at all.

But the martial artist on the opposite side is not ordinary, but a martial arts master of the Yang God Realm.

It is a realm higher than the mysteries.

Such a fist hits the body, even if there is a bamboo hat of Qingdu Shanshuilang, he still can't eat such a fist.

So when the man's fist came again, he was already desperate.

However, when he was about to die, he found that the punch did not come down.

"Who are you!"

With this angry shout, everyone looked at the young man in white who suddenly appeared beside the man and pulled out his sword to stop the fatal punch.

No one noticed that under the archway pillar of Qingdu, there was a man who was about to die.

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man in white.

Who is he?

Why was he able to stop the Yang God Grandmaster's punch?