Chapter Ninety-Three: Crossing the River
Boom! Liu Boqin, who was beside the huge furnace of qi and blood, was dressed in pitch-black armor that had turned into a white elegant robe at this time, and at this time, he was sitting in the void, his ten fingers in his palm were flying, the shadow of the Dao Dao fingers trembled, and one by one mysterious runes flashed out of his hands, with a mysterious breath, and he sank into the furnace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Through the crystal furnace wall, I saw that in the tongue of fire, the scales, keels, and ribs that were piled up like mountains were already missing at this moment, and some were just a golden shadow wandering in the red flames, and the flickering runes floated on this shadow.
A majestic dragon roared, the tongues of fire in the furnace trembled uncontrollably at this moment, and the golden figure turned into a golden dragon of a length of a few feet, the dragon's claws flew over, the scales flashed, and the two slender dragon whiskers danced like a long whip, as if a real dragon was swimming in this furnace.
"It's time!" Liu Boqin didn't know when the pair of slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a trace of sparkling appeared on his warm water-like eyes, and he stood up, the wide sleeves waved gently, and a force swept like a gentle breeze, and the thick stove lid slowly moved away, revealing a gap a foot wide.
"Whew!" Suddenly, the sound of the dragon's groan caused ripples in the air, spreading out in all directions.
A golden light, as fast as lightning, jumped up from the furnace and was about to shoot away into the distance, ignoring Liu Boqin on the side, or it just wanted to flee from here, so as not to fall into Liu Boqin's palm.
"Since you are born from my creation, and your qi is connected to me, how can you escape from my palm!" Liu Boqin let out a soft groan in his mouth, not in a hurry, in the wide sleeves, the jade-colored fingers were slightly bent, and gently popped out, without showing a trace of wind and waves, and there was no sound.
It's just that a ray of red light shot out from Liu Boqin's sleeve, and the red light suddenly crossed the sky, looking for the place where the wisp of golden light went, and chased after it.
Ignoring the two rays of light that crossed the sky, Liu Boqin's palms in his sleeves were spread out, and an invisible force popped out with his five fingers, and the red furnace that stood on the ground like the size of a small mountain vibrated gently and made a buzzing sound, instantly turning into a streamer and submerging into the spread palm.
But it was said that the golden light that shot out at this time was only a few feet long, and its body was like a dragon, but the speed of the dragon's claws flying was extremely fast, like a ray of lightning.
It's just that compared to it, Liu Boqin's red light that flicked out of his fingers was faster.
With the wind and waves howling, a huge blood-colored divine eagle galloped like lightning, the feathers glowed with crystal brilliance, and a pair of sharp claws flashed with cold light, tearing open the Dao Qi barrier, and descended in an instant.
Legend has it that Peng Bird eats dragons and is the nemesis of the dragon clan, although this is just a joke for the great supernatural powers, but there is still a trace of truth in it.
Although Liu Boqin has never seen the heroic posture of Peng Bird, he also learned from Sun Wukong's mouth that Peng Demon King's magical powers, at this time, a wisp of qi and blood led a trace of imprint, although it is not a Peng Bird, but it is also a divine bird, and there is a trace of restraint against the fleeing golden dragon.
The golden dragon that escaped from the furnace and the divine eagle derived from qi and blood are from the same source, and each can sense the existence of each other, so naturally there is no possibility of dodging.
With a high eagle roar, the red eagle of the size of a zhang, the pair of crystal giant wings flapped, the wind and waves rolled in the air, and a pair of sharp eagle claws swooped out like lightning, and the cold light flashed, and suddenly came.
Feeling the breath of the Condor, the golden dragon was already on guard in the air, a pair of dragon eyes imprinted the shadow of the Condor in it, with a dragon roar, the figure shot out like lightning, and the four golden dragon claws tore apart the Dao Qi barrier, and no one would ignore the strength of it.
A crisp sound sounded, like a wind chime in the breeze, and the cold light flashed in the air, and the divine eagle that had evolved from qi and blood had already fought with the golden dragon that had been refined from the furnace.
Qi and Blood Divine Condor, although it seems to be crystal clear, but its body composed of qi and blood is harder than an ordinary divine soldier, even if it is torn apart by qi, it is also restored in an instant, and there is no trace of damage in sight.
The golden dragon was made of the essence of the ghost Jiao's body, although because of the departure of the remnant souls, the essence of the body was drastically weakened, but no one would deny the essence of its body, and knew that shooting out of the furnace and wanting to escape from Liu Boqin's control was a manifestation of its profound heritage.
"Poof!" The two who were originally equal changed at this moment, only to see the golden dragon's huge mouth open, and a wave of qi surged with the grand dragon roar. The next moment, with a soft sound, the sharp fangs in the huge mouth had already torn through the defense of the Qi and Blood Divine Condor and pierced deep into it.
With a muffled sound, the Qi and Blood Condor the size of a zhang Xu suddenly burst open, turning into a blood-colored mist, enveloping the golden dragon in it, and the golden runes flashed in the light of the dark moon, turning into an invisible cage, sealing the golden dragon in it.
There was a slight shock in the air, like ripples on the surface of a calm lake. Liu Boqin, who was dressed in a white Confucian robe, with an elegant atmosphere, didn't know when he had come here.
As he stretched out his hand, the blood-colored mist in the sky slowly fell, and during this period, the thick blood-colored mist continued to become thinner, and when it fell into Liu Boqin's palm, the thick mist was no longer visible, and some were just a golden dragon three inches long, with its eyes closed, as if it was in maturity.
The viscous and filthy water in the Huangquan River is surging, the howling wind and waves are making a terrible roar, and the distorted faces are floating in the viscous water, and from time to time with the terrible roar, the mutilated palms rise from the river, sinking and struggling.
It's just that Liu Boqin, who is facing all this at this moment, has no unusual fluctuations in his eyes, just looking at all the strange scenes in the Huangquan River indifferently, Liu Boqin at this moment is ignoring the abnormality of the Huangquan River, or ignoring it, and others don't know.
"Whew!" As Liu Boqin's palm was gently raised, a dragon chant appeared, although naïve, but without losing the majesty in it. The golden light flashed, and a dragon boat of a length appeared in front of Liu Boqin, like a living golden dragon, exuding an alternative vitality.
As Liu Boqin stepped on the dragon boat, a majestic dragon chant resounded, and the golden dragon boat flew with four claws, piercing into the Huangquan River like lightning, and the rapid speed was like a ray of golden lightning, shooting towards the distance.