At this moment, Baili Fusheng seemed to have changed a person, and the red light flashed around him, and a strange and mysterious power quietly appeared, and the three dragon-headed beasts in front of him also looked very cold. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You!! you actually have the power of the immortal pattern!! "The alien beast Jin Long never thought that the power of the secret world would be reproduced in the body of a young man with such poor talent.

Baili Fusheng twisted his head, his eyes were cold, he didn't pay any attention to the strange beast golden dragon, his hands touched, his fingers intersected, his palms turned upward, and suddenly, the secret spiritual power of the immortal pattern hung above the young man's head, forming a red ball, and the red air flow that appeared from Baili Fusheng's body also seemed to suffocate them next.

"Big brother, the immortal tattoo is hidden on this kid's body, that power is definitely something we can compete with him, since the seal of the ancient cave has been lifted, let's leave here first. "The swarthy dragon, who has been cultivating in the Shenzhou Continent for two thousand years, had also heard the rumors of the immortal pattern earlier, and this time they saw it, they were also self-aware, after all, they didn't want to compete with a young man with secret world power just after the seal of the ancient cave was lifted.

The alien beast golden dragon didn't seem to listen to what the third brother Jiaolong said, his face was serious, but there was a hint of snickering, and he said, "Third brother, if we absorb the spiritual power of this kid's immortal pattern into our own body, in this way, we will not be afraid of the head of Kunlun, Shangguan Bingyan, it may not be a good thing. ”

"Big brother, even if this young man's talent is poor and he can't release the true strength of the immortal pattern, this will make us both lose!"

Baili Fusheng snorted coldly, "Hmph, just you? still want to lose both with me? After two thousand years of cultivation, you want to absorb the spiritual power of my immortal pattern?

"In that case, then I want to see if you have such a poor talent and can control the spiritual power of the immortal pattern!"

In this Kunlun Ruins Ancient Cave** The white dragon is the king of Yiji, who has the ability to reach the sky thoroughly, looking at the hundred miles floating in front of him, he was thoughtful and shocked; "Big brother, the current kid is not him!"

The alien beast golden dragon understood the stunned expression of the second brother King Yiji at this moment, and his fear of that power had risen from fear to fear.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm going to let you know that it's you who are sacrificing blood today. Baili Fusheng's cold words pierced the minds of the three strange beasts.

Hundred miles of floating life jumped forward, as if stepping on the moon, the cold gaze seemed to be going to the next moment to make these three strange beasts in the ancient cave ** become the soul of his subordinates, the strange beast golden dragon knew that there would be a battle with the hundred miles of floating life today, and the mind was also a desperate fight, there was an extra treasure in the right hand Zhu Cui a thousand years ago, the three beasts were three true dragons who had practiced for two thousand years, with the power of calling the wind and rain, lightning and thunder, when the golden dragon of the strange beast released the pearl cui, outside the ancient cave, the clouds were dense, lightning and thunder, and the rainstorm came suddenly.

And this scene was also seen by Liu Qingfeng, the first Liu Qingfeng who had just returned to the Taiji Hall of Kunlun Mountain, Liu Qingfeng and Murong Minzhao, the great disciple of Kunlun, and Mu Shiqi of Yuzhu Peak, walked towards the ancient cave together.

The White Dragon God Yiji King and the Black Dragon God Lingze King did not stand idly by, and they also followed the next moment when the eldest brother Huanglong Shenfu Ying Wang rushed to the hundred miles of floating life, and the three dragons of the ancient cave appeared.

The three true dragons that were sealed in the ancient cave**, all of them have been cultivated for more than two thousand years, and they already have the spiritual consciousness of the true spirit realm, and the three dragons appeared, and the ancient cave *** suddenly had a turbulent aura, if it was an ordinary person or a disciple of the righteous path who had cultivated very shallowly, I am afraid that the soul would have already flown into the sky.

And the current Baili Fusheng is no longer the self just now, it is the inherent deity of the immortal pattern on the back of Baili Fusheng, and at this moment, it is also controlling the body of Baili Fusheng.

Baili Fusheng smiled wickedly at the three true dragons, and the veins of the immortal pattern also spread from the back to every corner of the body, forming a vein.

It's too late, it's fast, the moment the figure of Baili Fusheng rushed out, his right hand grabbed the void, and a red sword body with veins suddenly appeared, and after being grasped by one of them, he threw it towards the three dragons. With a bang, the red sword body turned into a long rainbow, and at a speed faster than that of a hundred miles of floating life, it instantly penetrated the void and appeared directly in front of the three dragons.

The three dragons' bodies did not retreat in the slightest, but the right hand of the well fishing for the moon was stunned, and its left hand was raised, pointing towards the incoming red sword body, and at this moment they were glad in their hearts, because the true power of the secret world power immortal pattern was not completely released on this less talented young man.

But a cold smile appeared at the corner of Baili Fusheng's mouth, and he looked at the three alien beasts in front of him who had cultivated into the body of a true dragon with a slight hint of mockery.

He wasn't too surprised that these three dragons could resist the immortal pattern sword body.

Baili Fusheng shouted violently, and everyone around was shocked by his roar. The momentum is spreading everywhere, the space is cracked, and the wind is howling and whirring!

Subsequently, the figure of Baili floating was like a ghost, looming.

King Huang Longfu Ying didn't expect that in the next moment, Baili Fusheng would appear in front of him. Baili Fusheng swung hard with a punch, and a huge fist shadow was formed in an instant in the ancient cave, like gold casting, and the mighty flames seemed to be discharged.

The sound of "poof......" came from the mouth of the king of Fuying, and the most important Yuanmen of cultivation was actually struck by the fist shadow of the hundred miles of floating life, like a whirlpool, and was beaten into the magma flow at the bottom of the ancient cave by the hundred miles of floating life, floating on it, the dying king of Fu Ying was slowly swallowed up, and the seven souls and seven spirits were floating beyond the nine heavens.

"Big Brother !!" King Lingze, looking up to the sky and roaring, seeing that the eldest brother Fu Ying was killed by the king's life, the anger on his body became heavier and heavier, to say that they just had some evil thoughts just now, and they had not yet reached the state of entering the demon, but at this moment, the remaining King Lingze and King Yiji really fell into demonization at this moment.

The White Dragon God Yiji King was eager to tear the hundred miles of floating life apart at this moment, and his face was vicious.

Baili Fusheng ignored it indifferently, and didn't care, when he wanted to get rid of the remaining two strange beasts that had cultivated into the body of a true dragon, the red sphere on the top of his head began to loom, and the whole body that had just been covered by the veins of immortality began to gradually retract and retreat to his back, and Baili Fusheng kept shaking his head, as if his self-consciousness was slowly waking up.

"Stinky boy, it seems that you can't always control the secret power of the immortal pattern, boy, suffer death. King Yiji's words were cold, the fist under his arm clenched a little tighter, and a flash of shadow went directly behind Baili Fusheng, but at this moment, Baili Fusheng had no power to fight back, and King Yiji was also directly sucking the immortal pattern spiritual power on Baili Fusheng's back into his body at the next moment.

The sound outside ......the arch was deafening, as if someone had used a secret technique to open the arch of this ancient Kunlun cave.