He Guang Tongchen's body floated in the air, looking down at the green dragon, his face was peaceful, his eyes were clear, and there was a coercion in his invisibility.

Seeing that Heguang Tongchen was ethereal and extraordinary, Baili Sacrifice couldn't help but be ashamed, he didn't know that he didn't know that Heguang Tongchen realized the two exercises of God and Buddha, walked in the clouds and rain, swayed freely, and was as powerful as Si, and already had the terrifying power to win the world. In comparison, everything he had worked so hard for him seemed to be unworthy of mention.

The Ice Blade Snow Blade Array was undoubtedly set up by Qinglong to protect Beichuan and protect the river god. For tens of thousands of years, no one could break it.

It wasn't until the Baili Festival broke through the Ice Knife Snow Blade Array and fled from Beichuan that Qinglong felt faintly uneasy. As soon as the formation was destroyed today, it felt more and more panic like never before, and it knew that the Red Lotus Karma Fire, such a terrifying mana, had returned from the pure dust tens of thousands of years ago.

In the face of the same dust with light, Qinglong knew that this was a vicious battle, and knew that its blocking was not a wise move, but it had guarded the river god for hundreds of thousands of years, and it had never retreated when the karmic fire was added, and now it would not flee without a fight.

The green dragon raised its head and let out a bluff dragon groan.

He Guang Tongchen smiled faintly, and discussed with it in an unquestioning tone, "The poor monk came to take the true yuan of Kyushu today. If you let it, the poor monk will have to take it, and if you don't let it, the poor monk will also have to take it. ”

As soon as he heard that Heguang Tongchen was going to come and go to the river god's Kyushu True Yuan, Qinglong's heart became more and more difficult to calm down, it seemed to have forgotten the pain of drilling into the heart and bones when the karmic fire was added hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the dragon's heart was angry, and immediately shook his head and tail violently towards Heguang Tongchen, accompanied by lightning, thunder, wind and snow.

Seeing this, He Guangtongchen jumped up, jumped on the dragon's head, and stepped on the dragon's whiskers, like stepping on the clouds. The green dragon flipped over, and the light and dust turned lightly in an instant, and the dragon body swayed.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the dust with the light, Qinglong was furious, his eyes were fierce, and he made a move to kill him. Standing firmly with the light and dust, only defending and not attacking, riding the dragon and breaking the waves, it is like a play.

Suddenly, the dragon's scales were all reversed, and a cyan pillar of light flashed out of the dragon's back, which went straight to the nine heavens, dazzling, and then the blue light folded, shooting straight to the back heart of the light and dust.

Green Dragon Slash!

The hundred-mile sacrifice a hundred feet away suddenly burst into tears, and he knew that even if the spell was monstrous with the light, how could he withstand the full force of the divine beast Qinglong.

The blue light rushed to the sky, leading the thunder clone, and turned into tens of thousands of pillars of light in an instant, the pillars were like sharp blades, and in an instant, the light swords in the sky slashed towards the light and the dust. The lightsaber was hundreds of feet away from the Baili Festival, and before he got close to his body, he already felt the pain of cracking his skin, if he and the light were struck by the nine heavenly lightning, he was afraid that he would be severely injured if he didn't die.

The powerful power forced him to retreat again and again, but the blue light followed him like a shadow, and the hundred miles of the festival saw the momentum, and immediately bent his fingers to drive the spirit, and suddenly the water waves rose high, rushing to the sky, the river overflowed the blue light, and the inch by inch condensed, and the hundred miles of sacrifice flicked his fingers, and the frozen green light pillar was shattered.

The green dragon narrowed the dragon's eyes, and suddenly the dragon's tail swung and quickly swept towards the Baili Festival. The spiritual power of the Baili Sacrifice was exhausted, and before he could take a breath, he was immediately swept away by the attack of the green dragon tail. The dragon's tail tightly strangled the neck of the Baili Festival, swaying around in the air, and the Baili Festival only felt as if his neck was about to be broken, and his breathing was sluggish, and he almost immediately lost his breath.

Baili Sai's body fluttered and swayed, and with the ups and downs of the dragon body swaying by the green dragon, He Guang Tongchen saw that his black hair gradually turned gray, and a wisp of green silk and a trace of snow were a sign of the depletion of the spiritual power of the Snow Phantom Clan.

Fang Cai's blow almost exhausted the full strength of the Baili Festival. The little spiritual power he had left was now exhausted.

Behind the green dragon is a majestic and magnificent snow mountain, the mountain range is continuous, the momentum is magnificent, the undulating body of the green dragon is like the peaks and peaks of the distant mountains, the snowflakes in the sky are wrapped in the cold wind and falls, falling on the pale face of the Baili Festival, piercing and cold.

He Guang Tongchen flicked the rosary in his hand, he stared at the eyes of the green dragon, thinking about the technique of catching the dragon, but he always recalled the voice calling for "dustless", that voice seemed to be full of demonic nature, stirring his heart for a while, unable to be at peace.

Standing in the cold wind, and the light and dust are constantly thinking. I was in a trance, dizzy, and hallucinated.

"Bang"

The tail of the green dragon swept away, and the Baili Sacrifice slapped at the ice, and in an instant, the ice broke inch by inch, cracking into broken ice, and the Baili Sacrifice crashed into the hard ice, and almost all the internal organs were broken.

This kind of pain is probably the pain of the painting heart being strangled by the iron in the stone room. Baili Sacrifice spit out a mouthful of blood on the ice, the so-called harm to others will eventually harm himself, if he hadn't deliberately destroyed the divine vein of the painting heart with the spirit grass, they wouldn't have to travel thousands of miles to take this trip, risking nine deaths and a lifetime, to get the true yuan of Kyushu.

The Buddha said that good and evil are rewarded, and he did not deceive him.

But until this time, he still has no remorse.

Baili Festival condensed the last trace of spiritual power in the palm of his hand, stretched out his hand to hold the dragon tail, and the spiritual power penetrated the dragon vein from the dragon tail, and a blazing blue light erupted from the dragon body. The green dragon roared in pain, and the dragon's body instantly froze into an icicle. Fell stiffly on the ice.

Gradually, the frozen green dragon dragon body began to crack, and Baili Sacrifice slowly got up from the ice, and his black hair was already snow-white, which made his weather-beaten face deeply inscribed.

At this time, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he had completely turned into an ordinary person.

"Let's go, my spiritual power can't seal it for long, we have to rush to Kyushu Peak before the green dragon wakes up, time is running out. ”

Baili Sai glanced at Heguang Tongchen lightly through the wind and snow, raised his hand to wipe the blood marks on the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked to the depths of the snowy mountain, and Guangtongchen looked up, only to see his proud body and staggering steps.

The snow ridge of Beichuan is extraordinarily magnificent, and at the end of the snow ridge, the giant mountain that towers into the cloud peak and even the sky is the Kyushu Peak, and the Kyushu Zhenyuan of the Kyushu River God Zhou Linghan is sealed in the Kyushu Peak.

Walking through the ice field, walking into the snow ridge, the mountain road is steep, the boulders are horizontal, and there is almost no place to stay when you reach the rugged place of the mountain rocks. Fortunately, Heguang Tongchen and Baili Festival are all people who practice martial arts, and they are smooth all the way.

"Have you heard of the legend of the river god?" asked the Hundred Mile Festival softly as he followed him.

"I've heard a little. However, about Beichuan, about the river god, all kinds of ancient scrolls, are vague, and there are different opinions. He Guang Tongchen stared at the Kyushu Peak in the distance, and faintly returned to the Baili Sacrifice Road, "Although there are many versions of the legend, about the ending of the river god, it is said that the river god is buried in Beichuan, and the true yuan is sealed in Kyushu Peak. ”

The Baili Festival was silent, stepping on the thick snow and making a slight "" sound.

The more he walked into the mountain, the more intense the strangeness in Heguang Tongchen's heart became, he looked at the Kyushu Peak in the distance, as if there was something calling him strongly, such a strong induction, he suddenly felt strange, he suddenly felt that this seemed to be a conspiracy, all the sacrifices and calculations, just to attract him here.