The overwhelming force swept over, and if the walls of the towers were built outside of them, they would be shattered one by one.

The monstrous coercion paved the way layer by layer, crushing the body from the meridians to the bones, like a never-ending torture that never stopped.

Tianzong was very close to this, and he still remembered the unwarranted disaster at the age of fourteen, when an imperial star fell on him impartially, causing his bones and meridians to be cut off inch by inch, and his qi was dissipated. In the end, it was with perseverance that the terrifying desire to survive ingested a wisp of imperial breath and held a breath to survive. Although he later took the initiative to intercept the incarnation of the Emperor Star several times, the pain of breaking his muscles and bones each time only increased.

In front of him, the oppression of Tianwei that is only aimed at the spiritual level is not painful for Tianzong, but it is by no means unbearable.

Tianzong was wondering if the illusory illusion realm constructed by this mirage dragon was too monotonous and boring, and out of the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw a tall but clumsy figure approaching. Before it was close, it opened the Heavenly Sect Divine Sea from afar, revealing the two primordial gods of Yin and Yang.

Even he could feel the greedy and burning gaze of this thing when he looked at the Yang God of the female emperor's appearance, Tianzong did not have half of the sadness of the imminent catastrophe, and after knowing that this thing had chosen the target of his own Yang God woman, he couldn't help but gloat.

The tall and rickety monster is cruel and resolute, and the killer falls at the beginning of the killing intent. The dry but powerful steel claws reached out to the emperor-like woman who was gently fluctuating and closing her eyes.

Tianzong sighed leisurely and said that her guts are really fat! This aunt and grandmother are powerful people that Tianzong will never dare to provoke, and the Yang God lives in the sea of gods, living and dying with his master. However, this one did not know that he was self-aware under the fence, and Tianzong did not think that he could make this arrogant female emperor willing to help.

Now someone actually took the initiative to send it to the door, of course Tianzong is happy to see it, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, this kind of thing is really fucking interesting.

The woman's Luo Yi and silk skirt suddenly rippled like ripples, and she opened her eyes and shouted coldly: "Stand down!!"

A body of imperial qi suddenly burst out, and the illusory realm was shattered at this moment.

The tall, rickety monster couldn't move after being drunk, and if it weren't for the firmness of his mind, he would have almost retreated and bowed.

The scene of the real world around it slowly emerged, and it was a large natural cave that was rarely excavated by artificiality, and the dome and cave walls were covered with hexagonal black crystals. Below, the outer ring is a hard black crystal ground, and in the middle is a shallow shoal, in the middle of which is a spring that allows adult men to pass through the water slowly. The wall of the spring is marked by the divine aura deliberately left by Sikong God, and it is probably the only exit from the cave, and it is also the entrance to the tomb of the gods.

After the illusion realm was shattered, the coercion naturally disappeared without a trace, except for the Heavenly Sect, who had never been unconscious from beginning to end, the other three immediately woke up, and many of the Divine Sea's tricks were crushed and ravaged by this time, but they became even more tenacious. Therefore, although they were in a coma for a short time, the three of them were refreshed.

The body of a monster standing up from a human is in tatters, and if you add the dragon horn dragon scales dragon tendon dragon spine dragon eye, then this monster can be transformed into a real dragon. It's a pity that this appearance is too miserable now, and it is three points uglier than the mountain spirit ghost. There are also twelve iron chains of various sizes locked in various joints on the body, which are connected to the mountain, and moss accumulates on the iron chains, but there is no rust. At this moment, the blind old dragon was like a great enemy, entrenched on a huge black crystal boulder.

A woman with a long figure stood on the spring that renewed the life of the old dragon, the majestic weather on her body appeared from time to time, and the woman held a transparent bead the size of a bull's eye in her hand, and said with a smile: "This is the dragon ball." ”

The old dragon dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and snorted angrily.

Although this old dragon had lost its dragon form and had been seriously damaged, ordinary divine weapons could not hurt its imitation of the glazed true qi armor condensed by the human race. After all, people are really angry, but it's a real dragon's breath. Coupled with the brutal strength of the flesh of one dragon against nine elephants, he is simply a killing god who does not speak of common sense. Fortunately, the killer mirage dragon ball was taken away by the woman.

Liu Longchi saw that the old dragon had some scruples about the emperor-like woman, and said to the Tianzong beside him in a loud voice: "This primordial god under your command has some skills, so she will stalemate for a while, and we will pass through the spring mouth first." ”

Tianzong raised his forehead and smiled bitterly, that aunt has a very big temper, where is she controlled by me, you are a "subordinate", she can't pick my skin when she listens to it?

Sure enough, the woman blinked and disappeared along with the dragon ball in her hand.

Liu Longchi was dumbfounded, the old man had seen two yang gods in his life, and they were all women, the first one lived in the sea of the four demon deer gods, and the master was put in the situation of losing his head by dividing it by two. Now this statue has finally not fallen into the ground, but he chooses to stand by and watch. No, she didn't even bother to watch.

The female Yang God who lacked the emperor's appearance pressed the formation here, and the arrogance of the blind old dragon immediately jumped into the sky, completely with the face of a villain. It's just that the strength of this "villain" is really terrifying and arrogant.

Liu Longchi is quite responsible, his thin body stands horizontally, and his back is gloomy and tragic.

A young man laughed and stood side by side with the old man, with a sword and a sword hanging from his waist, and his gas was extraordinary. There were three thick purple snakes with condensed breath on each sleeve leaning out, and the purple snake snake spine was the dragon whisker string of the six broken golden cracked stones.

On the other side of the old man was Liu Chongming, who had not yet drawn his sword, and he and Tianzong set off at the same time and arrived at the same time. Liu Chongming has a great atmosphere in his body, and the purple mist lingers between his breaths, forming a beautiful scene above his head, and the three flowers gather at the top.

Yi Liyi didn't move her feet, calmly tightened the sleeves of her clothes, as if she was just cooking a delicious dish for the woman in her heart, but there was a faint layer of gold on her skin.

The blind old dragon suppressed the killing intent and anger for tens of thousands of years, and the loneliness that ordinary people could experience for these countless years that did not see the light of day. The blind old dragon hated the man who trapped himself in this situation, and the hearts of the human race were indeed black, emitting a foul smell and full of evil. In vain, God gave this clan 720 tricks, but the eccentric trick embolism deserves to be reduced to a tonic for the demon clan to improve their cultivation.

If the wounds on his body do not heal for a day, the pain will not subside for a day, and the old dragon's resentment will not subside for a moment. The old dragon's state of mind has long been shattered, and there is no hope of returning to the Heavenly Dragon Dao in this life, and being trapped in this quiet hell hundreds of zhang deep underground is just enough for it to escape the suppression of the Heavenly Dao that falls once in a thousand years, otherwise it will not be able to live for so many long years.

But after breaking away from the immortal path, any race will always have a longevity limit, and it can no longer achieve the same longevity as the sky. This old dragon is estimated to live for 1,800 years, but in the dragon clan, this age is already approaching.

At this moment, where will the blind old dragon take care of karma, not to mention that the man who was reincarnated by the immortal was dying and cut off its past life and future life, so the old dragon died and died, and there would be no chance of reincarnation and reincarnation. If you can pull a few cushions before you die, it can be regarded as a good way for God to treat it.

Tianzong took the lead, but in fact, the old dragon had already set off before him, and the dragon's breath around him was as solid as steel, like a blade.

The six dragon whisker strings wrapped around the fingertips were attached with rich purple qi, like a spirit snake writhing. It's a pity that as soon as it came into contact, the spirit snake seemed to hit a city wall, and then it was crushed over, and thousands of purple qi collapsed, and it was devoured under the power of the dragon's breath, and it fell apart in an instant.

Tianzong withdrew the dragon whisker string and pulled out the Tibetan black knife at the same time, the divine will was injected, and the blade exploded violently, and the beacon fire was brilliant, blasting towards the blind old dragon.

The willow leaf iron piece was a few feet away from the old dragon's body, and the sound of clanging exploded one after another, and the iron piece and the breath spit out by the old dragon actually hit a dazzling spark, which shows what kind of terrifying point the dragon's breath has condensed here. Tianzong's body upside down and flew upwards, and the ninety-nine willow leaves that were ineffective under the blow swept back to the mother's body like fireflies.

Liu Chongming held the hilt of the knife in his hand but did not pull it out, his body rushed, and he actually crashed into the dragon's breath wall that was guarding like an iron wall and attacking like a flowing blade flying sword. The two great rivers of qi veins in the body sounded thunder in succession, and the water of the rivers poured into the sky, and it became nine heavens in one go!

Pull out the knife, and the three flowers on the top of the head are smashed with a bang.

This knife shakes the mountains, and this knife turns the rivers upside down.

The blind old dragon and the dragon's breath city outside him retreated a full three steps.

The old dragon was aroused, and the sound of wild laughter pierced the eardrum like a golden stone.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the blind old dragon was slightly moved. A young Terran man actually tore at the dragon's breath wall with his bare hands, and although progress was slow, the body that was as strong as a divine weapon was undoubtedly enough to resist the erosion of dragon's breath.

The blind old dragon shrank the dragon's breath wall inward and outward, trying to envelop and strangle the man.

Yi Yayi decisively abandoned the fruits of his hard work, not only did not advance vigorously, but hung upside down and quickly evacuated the place. An unreasonable-looking iron spear appeared in the place where Yi Yi Yi disappeared, piercing through layers of dragon breath and successfully hitting the blind old dragon's chest. It's just hard to go any further.

The armored Yin God used up the last trace of strength and immediately turned into a wisp of green smoke, and there was absolutely no possibility of condensing the second Yin God in the Heavenly Sect's haste. The conscious Yang God would never interfere until she threatened her own state of comfort.

After the spear disappeared, a long knife with a willow leaf appeared at the very front.

Twelve dragons soar into the sky!

Relying on his natural keen intuition, the blind old dragon sensed that danger was coming, and the condensed dragon qi around him was sucked back into his body, forming a layer of pale yellow dragon scales outside the dragon's body.

The dragon's water-absorbing breath flowed, and the black stone crystals on the ground were extremely hard, so it could not form a scene of flying sand and rocks, but there were constantly huge water droplets on the surface of the shallow water that broke away from the water surface on their own, and were crushed into a hazy white mist vapor by the strong wind.

A thumb-thick blood-red small Jiao swam out of the Tianhu knife, the heavens and the earth were silent, watching it stretch its waist, but everyone's body was frozen like a stone in a stream, allowing the surrounding time to pass like water, and the body was as slow as if frozen.

The blood-red color of the little Jiao is the out-of-body Yuan Infant refined by Liu Longchi in an unorthodox way, this little Jiao is of course different from the genuine Yin God of the Eight Classics, although the ordinary Yin God is also connected to the master's bloodline, and can be reborn from the master's sea of gods after it dies out. And after the birth of this little Jiao Shenhai, he likes to walk between the master's bloodline and the Shenhai, and does not live in one place honestly, and what is more dangerous is that this little Jiao needs to eat the master's essence blood, breath, divine will and everything that can satisfy the stomach from time to time, so as to survive and grow. It's like keeping a tiger at home, they will naturally be loyal and friendly to you when they are fed enough, and if they can't afford the meat, they will gnaw their owners to the bone.

The crimson little Jiao around the body seemed to slowly support its body, and the outermost essence blood of the body began to crack and shatter, and the essence, breath and divine consciousness contained in each drop of essence blood turned into a dazzling golden light, and the golden light condensed into the scaly claws of a golden dragon.

This golden dragon is no more than ten zhang in size, and each scale is scattered with divine brilliance, although it is a little weaker than the hundred-zhang Jiaolong transformed by Daogang, but the gap between the real dragon and the Jiaolong depends on the size of the shallow appearance that can be compared?

The brilliant golden light shrouded the blind old dragon, the golden dragon stuck to the body of the blind old dragon and swam, the scales and minions and the dragon's breath converged into the glass true qi armor grinding and rubbing, the sound was not sharp and piercing, but like the sky thunder rolling, as grand as the Buddha chanting, deafening but thought-provoking and pointed directly to the heart.

Liu Longchi, who was holding the handle of the Tianhu knife, laughed wildly, and said proudly: "The Buddha sits in the west and is guarded by eight heavenly dragons, and now I am the old man who serves as the guest secretary of the Hou Mansion, and I have been immersed in the evil demons and foreign ways that the people of the rivers and lakes despise for many years, but there are twelve heavenly dragons in the real body and pseudo-realm to be driven, isn't it a foot high and a demon is one foot high......?"

The five fingers of Liu Longchi's arm holding the knife were as gorgeous as gold, and the remaining eleven blood Jiao in the Shenhai all poured out, broke out from the body and drilled into the Tianhu knife, and then sublimated into a golden dragon through the Tianhu knife, and came out proudly.

All of a sudden, the sound of the dragon's groans was endless, and the dark stones on the ground that were as hard as iron actually showed signs of peeling, and the shallow water had already evaporated into a cloud of mist.

As soon as Tianzong and Yi Yayi encountered such a lethal move, these twelve golden-bodied heavenly dragons joined forces, and they were against the immortal law of the white feather sword immortal He Chongshu, and they might be able to block it. Even Liu Chongming, who saw this trick for the second time, was shocked by the sight of the twelve tailed heavenly dragons appearing together.

The stone cave that is not narrow is filled with golden light, stabbing people who can't open their eyes, and the seven orifices of the willow dragon pond that always do the finger shape of the knife are bleeding, and the vitality is passing quickly.

The blind old dragon who was about to be broken by the glazed true qi armor struggled to support, and the old dragon standing on two legs did not move at all, but his body slowly retreated and sank, and it turned out that the stiff ground under his feet collapsed inch by inch like a quagmire.

The power of the Twelve Dragons was still superimposing, so abundant that the outrageous essence, qi, and gods seemed to be infinite, so that the blind old dragon couldn't even replace it with a breath of new qi to make up for the damage of the glazed true qi armor.

Finally, a trace of golden light pierced the glazed true qi armor condensed by the dragon's breath, and burrowed into the blind old dragon's body, and the golden light rampaged through the body, stirring up the internal organs. The old dragon, whose body was already in tatters, knew that he was suffering, but he couldn't separate his mind to deal with this domineering golden light that invaded his body, after all, there were twelve real golden dragons jumping around outside his body!

A weak voice spread slowly: "Every year I am single to see the plum blossoms bloom in the snow, this year, I'm afraid I can't see it." Also, the bad old man was sentimental about the plum blossoms in the court, and he shed tears in his clothes, which was really not a pleasing scene. Wenwen, you've been waiting for so much over the years......"

The twelve-tailed golden dragon suddenly exerted its strength, breaking through the thin paper-like glazed true qi armor, and then wrapped the blind old dragon's body into the sky, and in the air, the old dragon's body was torn into a misty blood flower, and he didn't even have time to let out a wail.

The twelve-tailed golden dragon roamed on the top of the cave, the golden light on his body gradually dimmed, and his body became more and more blurred, but it did not dissipate for a long time.

Liu Longchi, who was already bleeding from the seven orifices, was splashed with dragon blood again, and at this moment, he was covered in blood, and it was miserable. The figure is still standing, but he has to stand on the ground with the Tianhu sword and support it with both hands.

Liu Chongming rushed to the front, but his hands trembled and he didn't dare to step forward to help, and he unconsciously burst into tears.

Liu Longchi shook his head, signaling that he could still stand for a while.

The spilled dragon's blood sizzled and contained great power.

Liu Chongming was overjoyed, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and urged: "Quickly suck the dragon blood of this dragon, what immortal tombs, we don't care." When you return to the mainland, whether you need to suck the fresh blood of a hundred or a thousand first-grade masters, kill them all!"

Liu Longchi wanted to touch this son who had lost his mother's love and father's love since he was a teenager, but unfortunately his limbs that had lost too much blood were no longer called, his hands did not move at all, and he said calmly with a wry smile: "It's useless, the qi veins in my body have long been depleted over the years, and my body has also deteriorated. Now even the sea of gods is shattered and blown up. The foundation of the martial artist's roots, the three small world physiques, qi veins, and divine seas in the body have been destroyed one after another, even if there is a new realm leading to immortals at this time, I am afraid it will be difficult to change the fate. I, if I die, I will die, and it is my blessing to see your mother as soon as possible. It's just that I'm sorry for the old marquis's deathbed instructions, and I can't support his ambitious grandson to develop a grand cause. As for the great-grandson of the old marquis......"

The old man wanted to speak and stopped, but he still chose not to break the sky.

"The eldest son of the Marquis of Shenhua. After a pause, he changed his words: "You teach him martial arts, he doesn't learn or doesn't do his best to learn, and you don't have to be reluctant." If the Hou Mansion needs you to be trapped in it one day, even if it goes against your heart, I hope you can help you at least once. You should also repay your father's grace to your mother for the continuation of your life. ”

Liu Chongming nodded solemnly, and then said with luck: "There is really no point of recovery?

The old man's expression was calm, but even if he was stained with blood, it could not hide his pale, withered, oil-dried and dying weather. The old man exhaled a breath that maintained his heartbeat, turned into a small tail, and twisted his slender body.

The old man mustered all his strength to hold it in his palm.

Liu Longchi stared at the thing in his hand and said sadly: "Wenwen, the little insect Jiao wants to dance!"