Gu Tiannan watched the evil Jiao go away, and the bamboo was rubbed by its huge body along the way, and the tense nerves finally relaxed. He wiped the rain from his face, breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Ning Yuan, bent down, and wanted to carry his uncle Ning Yuan down the mountain.

Ning Yuan shook his head, stretched out his hand to help Gu Tiannan and said, "The demon clan has always respected dragons, no matter what kind of demon beasts, even Xiangliu and Jiuying with half-immortal bodies, they have to surrender to the bloodline of the dragon clan. These nine days of thunder tribulation enveloped Wan Jun Tianwei, and it was by no means easy to cross the tribulation. But once this evil animal crosses the catastrophe and turns into a dragon, the luck of the mortal world will definitely change. The demon clan in the Northwest Wasteland is bound to move, and will even make a comeback to slaughter the mortal world. What is the significance of the dragon hunting battle that we won a hundred years ago? All the disciples of the Xihua Pavilion of the Hongxuan Sect died in the battle of dragon hunting, what is the life of my Ning Yuan? As long as there is still a breath of air, I will never let it cross the catastrophe and turn into a dragon!"

After speaking, Ning Yuan ignored his injuries and urged his true qi again, but he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down. As strong as Ning Yuan, after this night's bloody battle of life and death, he has also reached the end of the strong crossbow.

Ning Yuan just struggled to stand up, suddenly his neck hurt, his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground.

It turned out that it was Gu Tiannan beside him who knocked him unconscious with a palm.

Zhao Tianyang carried a senior brother on his back, he gasped, sat down in the muddy water, and said: "Senior brother, good skills! Is our senior uncle Wang Ba eating scales and determined to chase that dragon? He is too seriously injured, and his true qi is greatly damaged, and if he fights again, he will exchange his life for air." Besides, it is estimated that only the master ancestor has the means to kill the dragon in this world, and the three masters may not be able to do it, and our uncle has the heart and he doesn't have the strength, and we are already lucky to be alive tonight, so hurry up and go down the mountain! Jiaolong crossing is different from fighting and dog fighting, this excitement can not be seen!"

Gu Tiannan looked at the dragon rushing away in the distance through the dense rain curtain, and his heart was full of turmoil.

The ancestors had three feet of water in the box, and they had entered the sea to cut off the whale. There are more than a million people who cultivate and practice martial arts in the mortal world? Who doesn't want to slay demons and eliminate demons with a sword? Who doesn't want to be famous in the world in a battle? But how many people will fight to the death for the sake of the common people in the world? Gu Tiannan's senior uncle, Ning Yuan, is precisely one of these few people.

"Tianyang, you take your uncle and all your junior brothers down the mountain, you don't have to wait for me!" Gu Tiannan turned his head to look at Ning Yuan, who was knocked unconscious by himself, turned around and chased in the direction where the evil Jiao flew away.

"Senior brother!" Zhao Tianyang was completely stunned, until the rain swept across the big fat round face and poured into the open mouth, he came back to his senses: "Senior brother, this is taking the wrong medicine, but I haven't given him medicine yet?"

Zhao Tianyang never expected that his senior brother usually seemed to be a fool, and his words and deeds were uninhibited, but he was so brave in a desperate situation!

A silver-white robe soaked in the blood of the dragon looked extremely thin in the torrential rain, but it was so resolute! After a few ups and downs, Gu Tiannan's figure gradually disappeared from Zhao Tianyang's field of vision.

The evil Jiao flew very fast in front, and Gu Tiannan's speed was obviously much behind, but fortunately, when the evil Jiao left, the bamboo was rubbed all the way, and it also left a lot of traces for Gu Tiannan.

Tonight, there was a rare "Nine Days Thunder Tribulation" in a hundred years, which is the luck of Jiaolong and the certainty of God. Heavenly opportunities can be met but cannot be sought, how many grandmasters and saints who cultivate the Tao and practice martial arts, and it is rare to encounter a heavenly opportunity to ascend once in their lives.

Six hundred years is a long time, such a long time, just to wait for tonight's nine-day thunder tribulation! If this heavenly opportunity is missed, Jiaolong will not know what year and month it will be again, maybe a hundred years later, maybe a thousand years later.

Although this evil dragon is only one step away from the true dragon of the Supreme of Ten Thousand Beasts and on an equal footing with the immortals, they don't know that the power of these nine heavenly thunders is unstoppable. The Taoist Fu Seal Technique has been cultivated to the realm of Fatian, but it can only borrow a half-path karmic thunder, and the power of karmic thunder is the weakest among the five thunders, and it cannot be compared with this Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation that contains ten thousand heavenly machines. Even if the flesh of the evil Jiao is far stronger than the iron stone, how many heavenly thunders can it withstand?

The red lightning in the sky is one after another, and the whole world seems to be dyed with a layer of weird red, coupled with heavy rain and thunder, tonight, this mountain is like nine hells!

Gu Tiannan concentrated on finding the traces left by the evil Jiao, and chased all the way over. He didn't even notice that there were a dozen dark shadows behind him, following him unhurriedly.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind?

Gu Tiannan shuttled through the bamboo spring forest, he stopped from time to time to observe the traces left by the dragon along the way, at first he could easily track it by the bamboo tilting to both sides, but after he ran out of the bamboo spring forest, the trees on the mountain to the south were short, and the traces left by the dragon became less and less.

After about a cup of tea, the traces left by Jiaolong completely disappeared, and it had already thrown Gu Tiannan far away.

Gu Tiannan jumped onto an old tree with lush leaves, stood on the branch and panted, and the pungent fishy smell came from the dragon blood soaked in his back.

In the vast dark night, the rain is thundering, presumably at this time, many literati have scalded a pot of wine, leaning on the building to listen to the rain, and moaning without illness: "Cook wine and listen to the rain song upstairs, red candles and dim tents." "And Gu Tiannan, the eldest disciple of the Eastern Cangge of Hongxuan Sect, was chasing a dragon more than twenty zhang long in the uninhabited wilderness at this time.

When Gu Tiannan was worried that the trace of the dragon was nowhere to be found, a vision suddenly appeared on the top of a mountain in the distance that he had never seen before.

Gu Tiannan saw a few red lightning bolts pierce the dark night sky, and then the dark clouds directly above the top of the mountain revealed a huge red vortex, and the surrounding clouds continued to accumulate at the whirlpool, and the strange red light shot out from the center of the whirlpool shone like the sun.

It was the middle of the night, but this nameless hill was illuminated by the red swirls like twilight!

The sunrise at midnight, born with a vision, this should be the nine-day thunder tribulation that the dragon has been waiting for. The inexplicable aura in the bamboo spring forest, the nine-day thunder tribulation that appeared in the middle of the night, could it be that the luck of the dragon clan is revived?

Gu Tiannan's rain-soaked face was illuminated by red light, and he looked at the dazzling red whirlpool in the air, and an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart. To be exact, it is an impulse that comes from the blood.

Gu Tiannan's eyes were hazy, and the raindrops of beans slapped on his face as if he didn't know it, and he rushed straight towards the red whirlpool on the top of the mountain!

On the top of the nameless mountain to the south of the bamboo spring forest, torrential rain poured, lightning and thunder roared. The red vortex that bloomed in the night sky had turned purple at this time, and the dragon with a Molin sword on its neck straightened up its huge body more than twenty zhang long, and it opened its four giant claws and hissed at the huge vortex like a purple sun: "Roar! roar!"

These three unruly dragon roars completely suppressed the thunder, and the whole mountain trembled with it. It is estimated that Wenyang City, thirty miles away, can also hear these three dragon moans that have been silent for a hundred years.

I haven't seen a real dragon in the world for a hundred years, could it be that on this nameless hill, there will be a real dragon tonight?

The echo of the dragon's chant in the wilderness had not stopped, and a purple-red lightning bolt fell straight down in the whirlpool, directly slashing at the evil dragon's head, as if it was the heavens' response to the three dragon groans.

The thunder fell, and the huge head of the evil Jiao slammed into the purple-red thunder pillar, and with one touch, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and more than a dozen dazzling purple lights burst out from the top of the mountain.

After the light, the Evil Jiao's body curled up into a ball, and several pieces of scale armor on the top of its head were shattered by the heavenly thunder, revealing a large piece of flesh, and blood gushed out, almost covering one of its eyes.

Without waiting for the dragon to react, a second purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed at its head again, this time directly slashing it down from mid-air!

The huge body of the evil Jiao slammed to the ground, smashing a groove about a foot deep on the top of the mountain. The dragon twisted its body in pain, waving its giant claws, and several boulders on the top of the mountain were swept down the hill by the evil dragon's tail.

In the chaos, the ink lin inserted in the dragon's neck was also thrown out by it.

Mo Lin fell into a forest not far from the evil Jiao, the sword body was a little lower than the ground, and the other half of the sword body was still exuding a faint flame sword light. A thin silver-white figure stood under the tree, his eyes hazy, staring at the flames on the Mo Lin Sword in a daze.

"Roar !!" A dragon roar that shook all things, with a wildness and unyielding spirit from the blood.

The dragon rose from the ground and hovered in midair.

What about Tianwei? The real dragon can shake the Tianwei!

As soon as the dragon roar of the evil Jiao stopped, the third darker thunder pillar suddenly fell, and the purple electric light spread all over the evil Jiao's body in an instant, and its blue-black scales were actually dyed with a layer of light purple, and the head that had been split into flesh and blood, and a stag-antler-like bone broke out.

After the three heavenly thunders, this evil Jiao has grown a dragon horn and become a dragon, close to the body of a half-dragon!

After the purple electric light dissipated, the huge body of the evil Jiao fell from the air again, slamming heavily on the ground, the earth shook for a while, and the Mo Lin sword body in the distance swayed, letting out a few crisp sword sounds!

Although these sword sounds were not as loud as the sound of rain under the cover of dragon groans and thunder, they pierced Gu Tiannan's eardrums like pinpricks!

Gu Tiannan's eyes flashed, and the haze in his eyes was forced back by the sound of the sword, he pulled up Mo Lin and looked at the evil Jiao who fell to the ground.

Gu Tiannan couldn't remember how he came to the top of this purgatory mountain, this feeling was like he drank two catties of apricot blossom wine and broke it.

Gu Tiannan held the Mo Lin in his hand, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he ran to the top of the mountain like a ghost, but he didn't have the swordsmanship of his uncle Ning Yuan. Even when the evil Jiao fell to the ground, Gu Tiannan was not sure that a sword would pierce its scale armor. According to Jiaolong's strong physique, with Gu Tiannan's swordsmanship, even if he stabbed it with ten swords, it was almost like tickling.

Once Gu Tiannan took out his sword, he would definitely reveal his position, if he was lucky, he would be swept down the hill like that boulder, and if he was unlucky, he would be disemboweled.

What should I do? Since we can't kill this evil dragon, how can we stop it from turning into a dragon?

Badly injured, it didn't notice the silver-white figure in the woods next to it. Because the blood of the dragon on Gu Tiannan's back just covered up his mortal aura.

"Roar!" the evil Jiao shook its head, and its four giant claws propped up its huge body, this time it did not fly into the air again, but hovered over the top of the mountain like a snake, quickly hiding its head under its thick torso, only revealing a giant eye in the gap in its torso, staring at the purple vortex in mid-air!

It is not far from the true dragon body of the Supreme of Ten Thousand Beasts!

Purple light flashed in the air, and a huge pillar of thunder half a foot thick fell straight down.

The giant eyes of the evil Jiao flashed, the scale armor was tightly closed, and the body was tense.

Will it be able to carry this fourth thunderbolt?