Chapter 107: Longevity Immortal Palace Ancestor
However, it was said that Qin Xiaotian raised his head with a flaming sword, and a ball of flames rushed straight towards the Ancestor of Shouxian Palace, his figure floated to the side, and he was about to hesitate, when the Five Poison Divine Fire immediately rolled towards him.
He quickly swooped down and landed dozens of feet away from Qin Xiaotian, his face was stiff, his red face was slightly pale without blood, his face was slightly distorted, and he laughed wantonly: "This little trick of yours seems to be the flame technique used by your mid-level disciples of the O'Mali Empire. ”
"You know!"
"There's nothing to know about this. "The Elder Ancestor of Shouxian Palace suddenly changed his body drastically, dividing into a figure with illusions, swaying back and forth in all directions. One moment on the tree, the next moment it floated into the air, and in the gray mist, there was a huge figure invisibly magnified, startling the piano and roaring in the sky.
Qin Xiaotian took a few steps back, and the Longevity Immortal Palace Ancestor in the gray mist shook his blurred wrist, hesitating, but there was a wave of hostility surging out of his eyes.
"Qin Xiaotian, do you think you won me?" You are really whimsical, a naïve and difficult hairy child, the past and present life of this world are almost controlled by me. Your worthless flame magic won't help me at all, and it won't hurt me a bit.
On the branches, the other face of the Longevity Palace Elder Ancestor was dancing in the mist, his body was changing extremely quickly, and he was rushing towards another mountain.
Qin Xiaotian was vigilant in his heart, and used the flaming sword to protect his body. Suddenly, there was a hunting sound in the Dao robe, and the spirit stone clock jumped out, resisting the changing figure of the Changzu of the Shouxian Palace, and a golden light flashed out, rushing towards the other red face of the Changzu. This face was slightly different from the other faces, and there was a kind of cold air that had solidified through the bones, which would immediately make Qin Xiaotian's body stiffen. This kind of cold air originally came from the first peak in the territory of Shouxian Palace, and the ice and snow have accumulated for many years, and the sunlight has been eroded.
The flames generated by the flaming sword in Qin Xiaotian's hand were originally cold busters. The five poisonous divine fires it emitted, with a maximum temperature of 5,000 degrees Celsius, can cause an iceberg to collapse, and the snow to melt into water and fall.
The flames that erupted from the Flame Sword split into three streams, one tightly wrapped around Zhi Han's stiff face, as if he was deliberately avoiding the pursuit of the flames, his body flickered, mixed into the gray mist, and the flames also rolled towards the gray mist, enveloping it. The other flame seemed to be weaker, and it also tightly entangled the original body of the Shouxian Palace Ancestor, with a scornful face with contempt, as if he was deliberately teasing Qin Xiaotian's patience, "Come on, you come to catch me!"
There is also a fickle face hanging from the tree, which can be enlarged and reduced at will. When enlarged, it is a behemoth that has never been rare, as high as more than 100 meters, and the feet weigh about 1,000 catties. The hands are huge, thick as a barrel, and when one palm is slapped out, it will surge, and the ghosts and gods will be frightened, and it is extremely terrifying.
However, the second fickle face of the Longevity Palace Elder Ancestor did not last long, and it slowly shrank until it finally disappeared・・・・・・・・
The three flames divided by the Five Poison Divine Fire were tightly entangled with the Yuan Shen of the Ancestor of Shou Xian Palace, and he frequently dealt with it, gradually becoming a little overwhelmed, and if he continued to consume it like this, all his Yuan Qi would be consumed, and the Yuan Shen would be destroyed.
"Boy, the old man won't play with you anymore!" As he spoke, the three faces of the Elder Ancestor of Shouxian Palace gathered together at the same time, fused tightly together, and then turned into a big red face, but there were faint edges and corners sticking out of his head, about a few inches long. Then, the sky was covered with clouds and mist, and a thick gray mist shrouded it, and for a while, the gray mist seemed to freeze, neither advancing nor retreating, and after a stick of incense, the gray mist gradually spread around.
In the vast mist, there was a faint thing stretching out its huge front paws, as if it had used its front paws to pick up the clouds and mist in the air, and gradually appeared. Sure enough, there was a monster with edges and corners hidden in the mist, with a face like red dates, a huge face, and bright eyes, a red dragon.
Qin Xiaotian was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and laughed loudly, "Old guy, it turned out to be you, it's really fun!" The crimson true dragon stared at Qin Xiaotian a few times, although his eyes were shining, but he didn't dare to rush out of the mist, at this time, his robe trembled again, and the spirit stone clock was about to jump out, a piece of golden light flashed, from weak to strong, condensing a super strong golden light, shooting towards the eyes of the crimson true dragon.
It turned out that the crimson true dragon was hesitating, and it was also attracted by this golden light, only to see a flash, and a super strong golden light pierced its eyes. The golden light emitted from the body of the spirit stone clock is an extraordinary light, it is the aura of absorbing heaven and earth, and it has killed demon beasts in a single thought, and has taken the inner pill of demon beasts, just like a sword piercing the heart.
"Ouch. ”
This is the sound that comes from the mouth of the crimson true dragon. It hurriedly used its huge front paws to protect its eyes, its huge body shook, the dragon's tail had swept away the gray mist, and when it was about to fall into the clouds, it jumped into the air again, because its eyes were burned by the golden light, the stinging pain was unbearable, so that it could not open its eyes, and it rolled indiscriminately, disturbing the darkness of the world and the dark clouds.
In an instant, the gray mist slowly condensed together, and then looked at the crimson true dragon, which had disappeared without a trace・・・・・・
"Baby, come back quickly!" Qin Xiaotian shouted to the sky, but the golden light was very obedient, slowly turning from strong to weak, poof, and burrowed into Qin Xiaotian's robe.
Qin Xiaotian's face was full of pride, "I actually let the old thing escape." Then he patted the dust off his body, stepped through the woods, and continued on・・・・・・・・
Gradually entering a muddy ground, the road is uneven, but several people can walk side by side, faintly there are traces of carriages passing by, some fresh, some have been covered by the muddy muddy water on the ground, there are many chaotic footsteps on the side of the road, some deep and shallow, some long and short, and there are footprints left by women. Qin Xiaotian's heart gradually settled down a little.
The dirt path climbs over a hill and then into the flat road, a stone-paved avenue that leads to a tall and majestic palace in front.
There are several forks at the entrance of the flat road, some passers-by come from different directions, some are hurrying, some are walking slowly, Qin Xiaotian looked around, and saw a tall building standing in front of him, and the worries in his heart disappeared.
He walked along the main road, accompanied by the bustling flow of people, to the tall and majestic palace. Qin Xiaotian raised his eyes and looked at a striking plaque: "Shouxian Palace Ancestor." ”
Qin Xiaotian was shocked, it turned out that this was the palace of the ancestor of Shouxian Palace, and he suddenly felt curious in his heart, and involuntarily accelerated his pace, and followed the passers-by into the palace of the ancestor of Shouxian Palace.
The two ends of the main entrance of the palace hall are carved with two pictures of real dragons spitting pearls, the two dragons have different postures, the clouds and mist under their feet are enchanting, and there is a golden light flashing on their heads, which is magnificent. Against the backdrop of the vermilion lacquer-colored gate, it looks fairy and mysterious. Maybe the people of Shouxian Palace didn't know the original body of their Elder Ancestor, but it was a crimson true dragon that was transformed.
In the inner hall of the palace, there are some people and disciples of Shouxian Palace who kneel on the ground, looking pious, in order to hope that everything is safe and smooth. On the central wall of the inner hall of the palace, there is a portrait of the ancestor of the Shouxian Palace, still with a big red face and bright eyes, he has been dead for more than two hundred years, which really surprised Qin Xiaotian
And this time, the eyes of the crimson true dragon were injured by the golden light of the spirit stone, would it hide in the palace to heal its injuries?
Thinking of this, Qin Xiaotian's feet trembled out of the gate of the Changzu Palace of Shouxian Palace. (To be continued.) )