Jade Mountain, Panlong Tree.

As the location of the entire creation dragon vein, Zhao Yuan once blocked the entire Jade Mountain during his reign, whether you are a relative of the emperor or a minister or general, anyone who dares to trespass into the Jade Mountain will be punished by the Nine Clans!

At this time, Yushan was overcrowded, and there were two rows of armored saber sergeants on the mountaineering road, Zhao Wushuang and Mo Linglong walked side by side, and behind them were Li Qinglian and seven of the Yongguan Nine Star Army, Xu Liang on the left, and Hanqing on the right.

The sun was still shining before the mountain, but when a few people climbed the mountain, there was a black cloud covering the sky, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Zhao Wushuang stopped and looked up at the sky, he had an ominous premonition, indescribable, but extremely real.

"What's wrong?" Mo Linglong looked at him suspiciously, "Are you worried?

Zhao Wushuang nodded lightly and continued to walk.

Soon, a group of ten people climbed to the top of the mountain, Ning Zhi, who was stationed in Panlongshu, stood up and bowed his hand, Zhao Wushuang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Ning!"

As far as the eye can see, on the top of the flat mountain, a giant tree twenty zhang high, curved stands proudly, the tree is much taller, but there is nothing surprising, only one is easier to identify is that there is a thick long vine on the dragon tree, and the long vine is like a dragon entrenched on the tree from the bottom up.

The wind is rising!

The rain is falling!

The rain wetted the dragon tree, and the dragon on the tree seemed to come to life.

Looking at the coffin carried by the twelve brave champions behind him, Zhao Wushuang wiped the rain from his face and stepped forward step by step.

With the flower in his hand, Zhao Wushuang's sword qi condensed his right hand, stretched out a finger and pointed it on the dragon body of the coiling dragon tree, and then pulled his finger down gently.

To everyone's shock, the dragon's body was bleeding!

Bright red blood!

In an instant, thunder roared above the nine heavens, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

It's getting darker!

Zhao Wushuang ignored it, continued to scratch away, and put the rising flower in his left hand underneath, followed by dragon blood.

Behind him, Xiao Yuanshan's eyes under the ghost face were constantly changing.

Trance!

Struggle!

Hesitate!

Eventually, he slowly closed his eyes.

Receiving the dragon's blood, a faint silver light swayed on the flower, and a strange fragrance wafted out, and Zhao Wushuang found that his true qi was being absorbed by the coiling dragon tree.

He thought of what his master and sister said, that it takes a master of a small grandmaster to use his life's skills to nourish.

But it doesn't matter, you can only do it with a few skills!

Suddenly, there was a change of urgency without warning.

Poof!

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting meat.

"Xiao Yuanshan, you are looking for !! death"

A group of people were shocked and in disbelief, Mo Linglong was the first to react, her eyes were about to split, and the violent demonic aura covered the sky and the sun.

"You.. Be... Who?" Luo Sheng asked angrily, and the long knife was instantly unsheathed.

At the same time, the others exploded in anger.

It was too fast, and it was too sudden, so they were all looking at Zhao Wushuang, no one noticed, and no one would have thought that Xiao Yuanshan, one of the Nine Star Army, would suddenly make a move on the prince.

An armor-piercing knife instantly pierced through Zhao Wushuang's chest.

Zhao Wushuang's brows were furrowed, still ignoring the situation behind him, his hands trembling slightly, but he didn't let go.

He didn't notice that the blood he spurted out when the long knife entered his chest just now, and the blood that was flowing in his chest was slowly flowing like a dragon tree.

Behind him, Mo Linglong and Yongguan Qixingjun besieged Xiao Yuanshan, although Xiao Yuanshan was strong, he couldn't resist the siege of the eight masters, and there were already many wounds on his body.

Li Qinglian on the side was drinking by herself, he could stop Xiao Yuanshan's knife just now, but he didn't.

Not why!

There is no enmity with Zhao Wushuang, on the contrary, he admires this junior very much.

It's just that....

He looked at the coiled dragon tree, looking forward to it, he just wanted to take a look.

The world is just as it is.

That's all!

How much fun that would be!

Zhao Wushuang was still insisting, the flowers were getting brighter and brighter, and the fragrance emitted was getting stronger and stronger, almost covering the entire Jade Mountain, and the people of Shijing looked up at the Jade Mountain.

I saw that today's Jade Mountain seems to be different from the past.

A little more majestic!

A little more mysterious!

A little more terrifying....

Mo Linglong pierced Xiao Yuanshan's abdomen with a sword, Luo Sheng slashed at Xiao Yuanshan's back with a knife, and Yan Nantian took Xiao Yuanshan's head with a sword....

But at this moment, a white palm pinched Yan Nantian's long sword, and the other hand slapped it out at will, and Mo Linglong flew upside down.

Click!

Yan Nantian's sword slammed into several sections, and then his white-skinned hand slapped on his abdomen.

Burst!

Yan Nantian slid for several feet, and it was difficult to get up.

Xiao Yuanshan turned around and slapped Luo Sheng's long knife and stepped forward indifferently.

The owner of that white-skinned palm is none other than "Baili Haoran!"

"Baili Haoran" grinned and looked at Xiao Yuanshan, "You really didn't disappoint me!"

Xiao Yuanshan was silent, silent.

"Baili Haoran" first looked at the Panlongshu that was gradually glowing with golden light, and then skimmed aside to look at the lively Li Qinglian.

Li Qinglian's rare face was a little solemn, and the wooden sword on her waist hummed.

He reached out and patted the wooden sword, which instantly calmed down.

At this time, the golden light on the Panlong Tree burst out, soaring into the sky, "Baili Haoran" white hair fluttering, hands trembling a little, coming!

Zhao Wushuang's face under the tree was as gray as gray, and he gradually wrinkled, but he didn't care, and he didn't care about the golden light that rose to the sky.

Because the flower in his hand is alive!

The golden light was like a pillar, and the black clouds above the nine heavens were dispelled by the golden light in an instant, and the roaring thunder was difficult to get close to the golden light.

After nine days of golden light, there was no movement.

"Baili Haoran" stretched out his hand, a long sword like a star appeared, he threw the long sword violently towards the nine heavens, and the starry sword that broke through the sky came to life in mid-air, turning into a silver dragon with stars in its mouth and submerged into the nine heavens.

After a long time, the dragon tree moved!

Wrong!

It was the dragon in the tree that moved.

The sawdust peeled off to reveal the golden scales inside, and the massive head protruded from the tree, roaring upward.

The heavens and the earth shook, and the golden dragon rose to the sky, straight up to the nine heavens.

On the ground, like an earth dragon turning over, a small sapling broke through the ground, and the sapling grew and rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, huge trees rose into the sky.

A big white-fronted insect with hanging eyes drinking water in a mountain stream was suddenly wrapped in a golden light, and the hair of the big insect in the golden light stood up and grew, and its body continued to grow, and the teeth of nearly three feet were exposed.

If you look up at the sky, you will see that the sky is cracked, and thin threads are scattered all over like eggshells.

Click!

Broken eggshells.

In an instant, the clouds in the sky cleared, the sun's light turned golden, and something transparent like the wind that was invisible to the naked eye poured down all over the sky.

The Jade Mountain began to rise, all the mountains in the world began to rise, the long river began to surge, the sea began to churn, there were dragons in the river, and dragons in the sea.

On the Jade Mountain, everyone was stunned, but "Baili Haoran" and Li Qinglian looked calm.

But the light that rose from their stern was less calm.

"Baili Haoran" clasped his hands together, and there seemed to be gas flowing within a thousand zhang, which flowed into his body frantically.

Seeing this, Li Qinglian took a sip of wine, spit out the smell of wine, and then swelled her chest and inhaled violently.

At this time, Zhao Wushuang was using the only true temperature to raise the flower, and then the true qi changed violently, and the flower shattered, turning into a silver liquid and slowly flowing into the play's body.

The "Baili Haoran" who was absorbing him skimmed him and felt a little regretful.

Waste!

I knew that the deity would swallow it first.

Standing up and entering the body, the silver light wrapped Wan'er, and a cold breath emanated.

At this moment, a silver light fell from the sky and entered the body of the playmate.

The silver light shook Zhao Wushuang into the air.

It didn't take long for the silver light to dissipate, and Wan'er straightened up, as if she had changed into a different person, the aura on her body was sacred and indifferent.

Zhao Wushuang struggled to get up and looked at Wan'er, who he was familiar with, but very unfamiliar at the moment.

"You, not my Wan'er?"

Wan'er looked at him indifferently and didn't speak.

It seems that I don't know .....