The dragon's roar did not stop, and in the electric rain and thunder pool, it looked extremely restless.

Every time a thunder falls in the sky, the yellow dragon is head-on, in the baptism of countless thunders, the yellow dragon began to change color, slowly from yellow to white, even the huge dragon eye is covered with a layer of white skin, for a while the yellow dragon seems to be unable to see the surrounding situation, in the thunder pool, staggering, at this time several heavenly thunder Qi method, is in the middle of the dragon's head.

The thunder is shining, these several heavenly thunders seem to have the power to destroy the world, the thunder light is extinguished in a few breaths, and the angry dragon that has become a white dragon is lying in the thunder pool, motionless.

Could it be that he had just escaped from the cave in the sky and ascended to heaven, and was punished by heaven with thunder?

Suddenly, the white skin of the dragon's head cracked, and two golden rays of light shot out from it, and then a golden dragon head peeked out of it, and a giant dragon that was twice as thick as the yellow dragon just now drilled out.

Several thunderbolts fell in the sky, and the golden dragon, swaying its body, flicked its tail, and directly hit the thunder back, and the thunder finally stopped.

The golden dragon roared three times into the sky, and then pierced the clouds and flew away.

The white skin had just shed from the dragon's body, and instead turned into a golden dragon robe.

A few years later, someone accidentally got this dragon coat and dominated it for a while, but that's another story.

Turning Dao Battlefield.

Man and beast are fighting, and blood is like a flood.

Just as the phantom beast was about to break up the Taoist array in one fell swoop, suddenly an illusionist spurted blood from the seven orifices behind the magician, fell to the ground and died, and this terrifying death method quickly spread among the illusionists like a plague, and one by one fell to the ground like a weed that had been cut down.

Seeing the tragic situation of death in the rear, Elder Chen couldn't help but feel sad and said, "After all, it is still difficult for a person to overcome the heavens! No matter how powerful an illusionist is, he can't withstand the illusion manipulation for such a long time, and so many good men in my magician have all died of exhaustion!!

Elder Chen's eyes were full of tears, for an old man who was close to old age, the life and death of today's experience was too much.

On the battlefield, the phantom beasts, which were still fierce just now, stopped one after another, losing the control of the illusionist, and the phantom beasts were like headless flies, spinning around the battlefield.

How could Murong Xuexian miss this big opportunity, Jianyue was in his hand, like a battle flag waving, and the dense Qinghe Mountain Taoist priests poured out from the Dao array, and the bladed phantom beast in his hand was like mowing grass.

The sorcerer was defeated.

At this time, in the sky, the Yin and Yang twin swords of the Heaven Dou True Monarch gathered enough power of yin and yang, ice and fire, and the two swords flew over, pointing at the jade fan Hou.

Jade Fan Hou clenched the long sword in his hand with both hands, and the frost on the long sword was filled with thick ice, and even the place where Jade Fan Hou stood was covered with thick ice, and the whole person was surrounded by thick ice mist.

The Yin and Yang swords were entangled, and the speed was amazing, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the Jade Fan Hou.

As soon as the Yin Sword touched the ice mist, it was blocked by the ice mist, but the Yang Sword was frantically advancing.

It turns out that this yin and yang sword has been with each other for a long time, and it has already reached the realm of yin and yang reversal of the sword weapon.

What seems to be a yin sword is actually fire, and what seems to be a yang sword is actually with ice intent.

In an instant, the Yang Sword pierced through the ice mist and was stabbing the tip of the long sword in the hand of the Jade Fan Hou.

After all, there was too much difference in cultivation between Jade Fan Hou and Tiandou True Monarch, and his hands suddenly sank, and the power coming from the sword made it difficult for him to parry.

At this time, the ice fog was broken, turned into a light snow, and scattered in all directions.

And the ice sword that was yin finally got out of the cage.

Just when the Jade Fan Hou was desperately resisting the Yang Sword and it was difficult to move, the cold ice sword quietly slid down the sword body of the Yang Sword, and it was about to pierce the Jade Fan Hou's head.

A black shadow came out of the shadow of the Jade Fan Hou and gently pulled the Jade Fan Hou, who was restrained by the Yang Sword, back an inch.

Yu Fan Hou stared at the ice sword that flew downward against his right chest, his heart was half cold, if there was no black shadow to pull him, he would have estimated that he would have swam to the Nai He Bridge to see the night woman who was afraid of everyone.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and although the black shadow pulled him, he still did not completely dodge the cold ice sword.

Although the black shadow was still trying his best to pull him back, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of the ice sword, the flying ice sword stuck to his right skin, and stabbed down quickly, under the pressure of the yang sword, Jade Fan Hou's legs were slightly bent, and the ice sword missed his head, but it also met his right leg, and the ice sword directly pierced Jade Fan Hou's right leg, bringing out a large pool of blood, nailed to the hole under his feet.

The Jade Fan Hou didn't have time to cry out in pain, and suddenly with a bang, the aftermath of the ice sword directly cut off the cliff where the Jade Fan Hou was standing, and the Jade Fan Hou also rolled down with a pile of mountain stones.

Tiandou Zhenjun didn't want to care about the life and death of the Jade Fan Hou at this time, and recited the sword trick, and the Yin and Yang swords rose into the air again and returned to Tiandou Zhenjun's hands.

Elder Chen slowly took two steps forward, stared at Tiandou Zhenjun and said, "What, now it's my turn?"

Tiandou Zhenjun stood with his sword in his hand: "Taoism has been fighting for a hundred years, and now Chen Liusheng is seriously injured, and the entire artist is now left with you, and if you are finished, you will end the grievances and grievances of this hundred years, and I will also return my Taoist family to a real tranquility!"

Tiandou Zhenjun was domineering and murderous.

In the territory of Linglong Ya, on the Sea Breeze Pavilion, in front of Chen Liusheng's bed.

An old man in a yellow robe, with a five-clawed yellow dragon embroidered on the wide yellow robe from the back vest to the left front chest, I don't know what kind of needle and thread, it actually made the scale armor on the yellow dragon's body appear, the dragon's eyes were angry, the long beard was powerful, and from a distance, it seemed like a real dragon was really wrapped around the body!

The old man in the yellow robe stood beside Chen Liusheng's bed, looking at the black gold sword inserted in Chen Liusheng's body for a while, the black gold sword entered the body for a long time, and the sword body and Chen Liusheng's flesh and blood dissolved into one, constantly sucking Chen Liusheng's vitality.

In the middle of the forehead of the old man in the yellow robe, two thick green tendons were struggling to move, and he stretched out a pair of hands that were like the branches of an old tree, but the old hands were secretly greedy for the strength of the strong.

The old man in the yellow robe held the black gold sword in one hand, and the black gold sword immediately roared, like a lost beast in the forest, the flesh and blood around the sword body immediately broke away from the control of the black gold sword, and a steady stream of vitality flowed back into Chen Liusheng's body.

The voice of the yellow-robed old man was like the boundless sea, heroic and pleasant: "It seems that it is still a little tricky. ”

He put his hand in his robe and looked back: "A mortal who doesn't listen to teaching, can't learn well!"

With an angry shout, the yellow robe was in the air and rode away in the wind.

On the battlefield of Dao Arts, Heaven Dou True Monarch did not intend to give Elder Chen any chance to live, and came to Elder Chen as fast as he could, he wanted to end this grudge that lasted for a hundred years with his own hands.

The Yin and Yang Twin Swords, one left and one right, stopped in front of Elder Chen's chest, and just waiting for the Heavenly Half True Monarch to give an order, they could end the lives of Elder Chen and the Martial Artist together.

Tiandou Zhenjun calmed his breath and blurted out a sword trick.

However, the expected scene did not appear, and the Yin and Yang Twin Swords seemed to have completely failed to hear the order of the Heaven Dou True Monarch, and only hovered on Elder Chen's chest, motionless.

Elder Chen, who had already closed his eyes and waited for death, was also stunned.

Tiandou Zhenjun began to wonder if he had let go of the sword trick just now, and recited it again, but the Yin and Yang swords were still immovable.

He has given up using the Yin and Yang Twin Swords, and there is no extra time to investigate the reason at this time, and the death of the old man in front of him at this time is more important than everything!

Tiandou Zhenjun condensed his true qi with his fingers, and this time he really wanted to solve this big trouble with his own hands.

At this moment, a dragon roar exploded next to Elder Chen, and the dragon's roar was deafening with the huge force of the mountains and seas, deafening, and the first to be injured was the closest Tiandou Zhenjun, only to see that the true qi on the two fingers of Tiandou Zhenjun was all shaken away, and after the true qi was broken, the two outstretched fingers were also blown into bone meal and pulp, and the huge residual force knocked him down the cliff, and he flew out upside down with two long blood pillars hanging from his ears.

The Taoist crowd exclaimed, on the Zhitian Tower, the Taoist Dingtian Pillar Sect Tiandou Zhenjun, the head of the four great families, the first person in the world's armed forces, was actually cut off by someone, and he also shot down the mountain cliff! The shock almost made everyone unable to think anymore.

The old man in the yellow robe suddenly appeared, and for a while, the dragon groaned, as if there was a dragon cave beside Elder Chen at this time, and countless fierce real dragons were circling left and right.

The yellow-robed old man swept his eyes angrily, and then he saw Emperor Lu hovering in the air.

In an instant, the wind stirred in the wide yellow robe, and the old man in the yellow robe stepped towards the sky in one step, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the place five zhang in front of Emperor Lu.

Like the sound of huge waves on the sea crashing against the cliffs, it fills the sky and the earth: "Hahahaha!! hahahaha!!! I didn't expect my old man Huanglong to get out of the customs, but when I met a century-old enemy, I was treated blindly!! hahahaha!!"

Emperor Lu's face did not change in the slightest, and he still had a pair of ice-blue godless eyes.

As soon as the old man Huanglong's words came out, he instantly made all the people in the Taoist family who knew about the past break out in a cold sweat.

Although everyone could not see the war situation with their own eyes, they could get a glimpse of the tragedy of that year just from the few words left in the book.

One person broke into the mountain, defeated the two major masters, punished the four elephant mountain masters, and finally lost in the hands of the Taoist ancestor!

Every time I look back at this period of the past, everyone is cold on the soles of their feet and tired of frost on their hearts, which is a nightmare that everyone in Taoism will never wake up in their hearts.

Elder Chen of the mountain cliff also heard the four words of the old man Huanglong, his face was shocked and happy for a while, and he said vaguely: "It turns out that this is the phonograph, the planned artist will be a hundred years in the future, and my master will be depressed for a hundred years, and today I can finally show my long waist and be the fifth in the world!"

Looking at the countless dead and injured disciples of the Magician behind him, Elder Chen couldn't help but feel sad, and leaned on the ground and wept softly, this cry had the cry of the rest of his life, the mourning of the countless souls who sacrificed for the Artist, and the endless humiliation that the Magician had suffered in the past hundred years.

Under the cliff, a person suddenly flew up, his gorgeous robe was covered with dark red blood, and blood was still oozing out of the severed fingers on his hand.

It is the True Monarch of Heaven Dou.

Tiandou Zhenjun looked at Elder Chen, who was alone at this time, and thought in his heart: If you kill him at this time, it will be useless, after all, there is still this in the sky... Big trouble!

Tiandou Zhenjun didn't look up at the one in the sky, he was afraid that if he looked at it, it might be more than just two fingers.

Without much thought, he immediately ran away close to the ground, and it was not until he confirmed that he was already behind Emperor Lu that he slowly rose into the air and stood behind Emperor Lu.