Qian Tangjun couldn't help but be surprised, with his eyesight, how could he not see that Ji Xiao's hand was really plausible with the Northern Darkness of the Jinpeng God King.

The Northern Darkness of the Jinpeng God King can be swallowed but not melted, and when Ji Yu devoured the water of Dongting Lake, he was still constantly dissolving the origin of Dongting Lake, which was connected with him day and night, and strengthened himself with this.

"You have a bit of a charm of heaven and earth. Qian Tangjun was not frightened, but just slapped his palm lightly forward.

His palm, the strength was flat, and when he arrived in front of Ji Xiao, there was a loud bang, and the white light stained Dongting Lake, turning night into day.

Ji Xiao was slightly shocked, he only felt that Qian Tangjun's palm was used, as if there was an indestructible huge wall from all sides, crushing towards him.

Not only did he immediately cut off his magical power to devour Dongting Lake, but at the same time, he was ruthlessly crushed.

The old dragon is indeed an invincible existence in heaven and earth, and just this hand can give a glimpse of his majestic posture and domineering in the past years.

Ji Xiao's body shook and turned into a breeze.

But the strength of the palm was so dense that there was no gap, and he turned into a breeze, and he had to be trapped between the palm strength. Both self-conscious and self-serving, melancholy and sad.

Under the siege of Qiantang Jun's palm, Ji Xiao changed endlessly like his thoughts, but he still couldn't get out of the predicament, and he suddenly felt sad.

He is now unable to defeat the other party, and the Dao Realm is also under the other party, and he is simply completely suppressed. Rao is Ji Xiao knows that it is nothing if he loses, but how willing and willing.

Ji Xiao's soul froze, and he let the terrifying palm force crush his body invisibly.

He expounded a ruthless and selfless Taoist intent, spreading under the starry sky and moonlit night.

Set the storm!

Qiantang Jun's palm power is extremely fierce, but it is also like a splashed ink landscape painting, which is frozen. Ji Xiao was the only person who could move freely in this still picture, and he walked towards Qiantang Jun.

Each step corresponds to the Big Dipper in the sky, which is the lifeless "Big Dipper Seven Kills".

The sky tore open a long crack, and endless starry light erupted down, which was the purest starry condensed by Beidou's killing intent.

After that, Xinghua turned into sword light and attacked and killed Qiantang Jun.

In the end, the glory was harvested, and everything was silent.

A piece of clothing fell on the lake waves, Qian Tangjun smiled, looked at the panting Ji Xiao and said, "I lost." ”

Ji Yu leaned over and picked up the placket that floated from the lake waves, and there was a Taoist inscription engraved on it, which was the magic circle he wanted to ask for from Qiantang Jun.

He said: "If you do it again, you will only be defeated in your later life." ”

Qian Tangjun smiled: "If you lose, you lose, go to sleep." ”

Qiantang Jun's body slowly sank from the surface of the lake, and after a few breaths, he disappeared without a trace.

Ji Xiao calmed down and put away the placket. This big battle is not small, but now there is silence all around, and no one has come to peep.

He couldn't help but admire that the old dragon's methods were simply incomprehensible to the magic of creation, and he actually covered up such a big battle without a trace.

Ji Xiao is not discouraged, in terms of means, he surprised him by setting the storm, which can be regarded as a victory, if it is compared to life and death, before he dies, his soul is out of the body, maybe he can still pull the old dragon back. Therefore, he was still not hit, but he still admired Lao Long's cultivation achievements.

The starlight falls on the lake waves, except for the sound of the wind and water, there is nothing else, and the lake is alone, and there is a sense of loneliness suddenly.

He suddenly understood that the smile that Lao Long had smiled when he said that he had lost was not a loss, but a joy.

Because the turmoil allowed Lao Long to see a higher level of Dao intent, Lao Long had a clearer goal for the road ahead, and he himself was going to go on this path of cultivation.

No matter how powerful his physical body was and how deep his mana was, he couldn't actually match the achievements of his own soul. He had been subconsciously ignoring this question because it would make him less interested in his practice.

"Ji Xiao, what are you thinking. "A gourd floated from the surface of the water with a little girl on it.

Ji Xiao walked up to her, brushed Yinyin's little face, and said, "Don't you know?"

Yinyin said: "I'm afraid you'll be angry." ”

Ji Xiao smiled and said, "I'm not a person who gets angry easily. ”

Yin Yin breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and said, "Then I said, in fact, your Yuan Shen is not much great, you don't need to think that cultivation is very boring." ”

Ji Xiao saw that she looked serious and felt that she was being ridiculed, so she asked, "It seems that you have seen a very powerful character?"

Yinyin said: "Yes, for example, King Jizo, I used to talk and laugh with him. ”

Ji Xiao said: "According to your bragging, I also said that I have seen Guan Zizi." ”

He was familiar with the Buddhist scriptures, and knew that although the king of Jizo was not a Buddha, his status was only below the Buddha, and according to the description in the Buddhist scriptures, his inconceivability was beyond imagination. No matter how powerful Yin Yin is, it is impossible for her to talk and laugh with the King of Jizo, otherwise she will not be able to come and go freely in the heavens and all worlds, and she will not even be able to cultivate mana.

But she can't say for sure, after all, she can perceive all the sounds in the world, and she can still do nothing.

However, the legendary Divine Immortal Buddha basically has the ability to perceive the world, and as for the ten thousand laws, it is impossible that all the laws cannot hurt her, there must be a certain limit.

In any case, Ji Xiao didn't quite believe that Yin Yin was really a character who could talk and laugh with King Jizo.

Yinyin said: "I didn't lie, but I don't remember some things very well, by the way, have you ever seen Guan Zizi?"

Ji Xiao's heart moved, he pulled out a hair, and said, "This hairs once manifested the Water Moon Guanyin statue, can you see its origin?"

Anyway, Yinyin has used her ability, so she will simply let her see the origin of the hair, and at most he will feed her some blood.

Yin Yin looked at the hair, and suddenly the seven holes were bleeding, and her eyes were closed.

Ji Xiao was startled, and hurriedly bit her index finger to feed her blood. This time, Ji Yu fed her a small bowl of blood, and her pale little face was a little more bloody, but she fell into a deep coma, and it was estimated that she would have to wait a long time to wake up.

Ji Xiao wiped the blood stains for her, and secretly thought to herself, how could she make Yinyin like this with just a single hair. He also vaguely understood that the bigger the thing, the more difficult it was to understand the sound, and even if he knew it secretly, he would have to pay a heavy price.

This is in line with the way of heaven, after all, there is gain, there must be loss, all things are balanced, and heaven and earth can survive forever. Just as his soul is invincible, it is also limited.

Ji Xiao's thinking diverged slightly, and then converged.

He beckoned the gourd, took Yinyin, and returned to the Dragon Palace.

Dragon Palace Qionglou Yuyu, beautiful, Ji Xiao lives in an elegant and chic courtyard, in which exotic flowers and plants, fragrant.

Ji Yu hugged Yinyin, secretly slandered in his heart, and the old dragon didn't know what to think, saying that there were no other rooms in the Dragon Palace, anyway, Ao Ying hadn't returned yet, so he let him live in the dragon girl Ao Ying's small building, if it wasn't for the purpose of getting the magic circle, he didn't want to brush the old dragon's intentions, how could he live in the girl's house.

Putting Yinyin on the small bed, Ji Yu lay down on the futon woven by the fragrant silkworm silk, he didn't want to meditate, he breathed the quiet aroma of his mouth and nose, and fell asleep.

He hadn't dreamed for many years, but this time he dreamed that he was riding a lotus platform, breaking through the wind and waves, and going to a misty fairy island.