There is a red sun in the sky, and thousands of rays of light are sprinkled in the world at this moment, everything is so natural, without a trace of abruptness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info At a speed visible to the naked eye, the true qi full of the dantian has turned into a pearl and is devoured by the red dragon, and the red dragon has also turned into a golden true dragon at this moment, and the dragon power permeates the entire void, as if it is the king of this space at this moment, and everything will be subjugated to its feet.

Zhao Zhijing looked at the huge golden true dragon in front of him, and the familiar aura was even stronger, but a majesty was also rushing to his face. This golden dragon was transformed by Zhao Zhijing's cultivation, and if it was not under his control, it would be a disaster. The power that can be restrained by oneself is one's own cultivation, if not, it is poison, a deadly poison.

Looking at the golden dragon in front of him, Zhao Zhijing suddenly felt that in the void, a feeling of powerlessness came, the strength of his body had turned into a golden real dragon, and what was the power in his hands, this feeling of powerlessness was even weaker than when he arrived in the past, when he had not been in contact with martial arts, this kind of powerlessness was the demon in Zhao Zhijing's heart, and it was his most fatal weakness.

At this moment, the golden true dragon roared with a long roar that shattered the sky and the earth, and the huge dragon roar destroyed everything in front of Zhao Zhijing, there was no trace of light, there was just boundless darkness, Zhao Zhijing was asleep at once.

Looking at Zhao Zhijing in the outside world at this time, his white robe already had a wisp of bright red, and a fishy smell of blood continued to emanate from his body, and his white skin was as white as jade, and there were tiny cracks on his skin, as if perfect porcelain had been hit, although it had not yet been broken, it was already covered with cracks like spider webs.

It's just that Zhao Zhijing can't feel all this at this time, this is the impact of the innate calamity, and it is also the innate calamity that Zhao Zhijing vaguely saw in the ancient books. If he failed to surrender this time with the power of the golden dragon, he would not be able to break through the gate of the ancestral aperture, and he would not have opened the bridge between heaven and man. His body would have been destroyed this time, and of course he would have died without feeling.

Time is like flowing water, and Zhao Zhijing in the dark has no concept of time at all. When he woke up again, everything in front of him had changed drastically, and he was floating in the air like a god, without the slightest feeling of falling. Looking at the light in front of him, Zhao Zhijing swept his eyes, and suddenly saw five huge mountains and rivers, and Zhao Zhijing at this moment didn't know how to describe this towering giant mountain.

Overlooking its feet, a pitch-black ocean, rolling up thousands of huge waves, constantly impacting these five huge mountains and rivers, the sound of the waves crashing, is even greater than the thunder in the sky, like a Shan mountain collapse and the earth cracks.

Zhao Zhijing, standing in the air, his white robe is like a cloud in the sky, slowly fluttering, Zhao Zhijing looks up his head, and the stars the size of wheels in the sky exude silver brilliance. Zhao Zhijing swept a few glances, and knew that there were no immeasurable stars in the sky like the former heavenly dome, but three hundred and sixty-five big stars.

And surrounded by these stars, a huge gate of heaven, even if it is far away in the sky, it is still tens of zhang in size in Zhao Zhijing's eyes, or even hundreds of zhang.

Looking at everything in front of him, Zhao Zhijing's heart was already immersed in it unconsciously, and at this moment, his face in the outside world, which was originally ruddy and exuding wisps of light, had become pale, without the slightest blood. The muscles on his face are also slowly contracting, and the cheekbones on his cheeks are also slightly protruding, pushing the skin up. Zhao Zhijing, who was immersed in it, did not have a trace of food into his body, not even water, and naturally consumed his reserves.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing was immersed in everything in front of him, or the Tao he had been pursuing, was in front of his eyes, and he could catch it as long as he stretched out his hand. Is this really the case? The Taoist scriptures say: It is easy to obtain the Tao and it is difficult to keep the Tao. Zhao Zhijing at this moment is like this, he doesn't know the way of moderation and silence in his eyes, if he doesn't wake up, he will be assimilated, just like the Tao.

At this moment, a huge dragon roar sounded, and suddenly a golden light came from the sky. In the blink of an eye, a golden true dragon had already come to Zhao Zhijing's eyes. The golden dragon claw that laughed loudly tore through the vacuum, and towards Zhao Zhijing at this time, a claw struck like the sky.

When the dragon roar sounded, Zhao Zhijing had already woken up from his immersion, and saw the approaching dragon claws, and at this moment, his mind was churning, and everything became clear in an instant.

The white figure flashed, and Jin Yangong suddenly used it. Two huge wings appeared on Zhao Zhijing's back, the golden streamer continued to flicker, the wings danced, and suddenly the air roared, and Zhao Zhijing's figure turned into a golden thread and disappeared under the dragon claws that were several feet big.

Zhao Zhijing, who stopped his figure, looked at the golden dragon a hundred zhang away, his face showed a hint of thought, and he suddenly thought in his heart: "All this is in my imagination, guided by the golden dragon turned into qi and blood and true qi, at this time, I am the creator of this world, and I naturally have boundless magical powers." ”

Immediately swept away, the dragon roaring at this time, Zhao Zhijing knew that this golden dragon transformed by his own strength was to break free from his own shackles, and what he should do now was to surrender it and set foot in the innate realm.

Thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing's face suddenly turned grim, his figure flashed like a golden line across the sky, and he grabbed the golden dragon with one hand into a claw. If anyone saw everything at this time, they would be surprised. In the sky, there were waves of Dao Qi, huge ripples, and all the white clouds in the sky were scattered.

A huge golden giant peng no less than a golden dragon appeared in the air, and every claw that struck it out would take away the scales and golden blood of the golden dragon. The golden dragon did not show weakness at all, the dragon's mouth was huge, and between the fangs of the giant blade, the feathers of the golden peng kept falling, the dragon claws were like lightning, and the golden blood droplets like grinding discs of the golden peng continued to drip from the wound.

In the middle of the take-off, the huge wings of the Golden Peng roared like clouds hanging from the sky, whining and slapping on the huge body of the golden dragon, and suddenly the golden dragon roared again and again, and even the void was trembling. The golden dragon did not show weakness at all, and between the roars, like lightning galloping in the air, it had already come to Jin Peng's side in an instant, and the huge dragon tail, like a whip from the sky, suddenly crossed the void and whipped at Jin Peng.

As if the sky had been pierced, Zhao Zhijing's huge Jinpeng fell from the sky like a meteorite and smashed on the ground, suddenly as if this space was trembling, and the flying rocks and the roaring waves flew up hundreds of feet in total, and the rumbling sound was endless. (To be continued.) )