Chapter Eighty-Three: Locking the Half Pillar of Incense in Longjiang
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The sword is a good sword, a pool of autumn water floats on the sword, a little cold light moves with the blade of the sword, and the next moment, a clear and beautiful figure has swept over the water like a dragonfly, towards the golden dragon.
"Hmm, someone can actually break through the blockade of the Yellow Springs Mist!"
For this sudden appearance, Chen Bailu was surprised at first, and then he didn't pay attention to it at all.
After all, this golden leyline gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and although the Jiaolong it turned into only had the cultivation of the seventh layer of the heart fire realm of qi refining, it occupied the advantage of the home field of the Huanglongjiang River, and under the blessing of cultivation, whether it was the power of mana or the power of the Dao law, it had already reached the peak of the seventh layer of qi refining.
In the face of such an opponent, even with Chen Bailu's cultivation, he did not dare to have the slightest contempt.
The moment the Bull Demon Transformation was launched, the surging mana and astonishing divine consciousness brought by the Ten Thousand Beasts True Spirit Law had already spread all over the entire Huanglong River for the first time.
Under the impetus of the White Bone Spirit Bridge, which had already transformed nearly half, the thick Yellow Spring Dark Mist suddenly shrank wildly towards the center.
Under the thick fog curled up little by little, it first turned into strange spheres like round balls, and then, under the connection of countless spheres, it was like the interlocking iron locks, and began to continue to circle and entangle above the Huanglong River.
And at this moment, the golden dragon didn't know whether it was disdain for Chen Bailu, ignorance or negligence.
In short, but when I saw the figure of the dragon swimming, it was like a spirit snake dancing wildly, and a comet came north. In an instant, he had already brushed against the sword light that was as fast as a meteor.
"Whew!"
It was as if the roars of countless terrifying creatures standing at the top of the food chain mingled, and then, a claw poked out.
The claws of the dragon, like an eagle beating an eagle, as fast as lightning, Libby Excalibur.
A claw poked out between the abrupt ones, like an abrupt autumn wind blowing the spring water, rippling, but it couldn't attract the slightest attention from people beforehand.
Under the pressure of boundless evil qi and dragon might, accompanied by a seemingly invincible claw, it headed towards the sword light and figure.
At this time, Chen Bailu's powerful and incomparable divine sense swept under the blessing of the Ten Thousand Beasts True Spirit Method, and only then did he finally see the appearance of the human being.
But he saw that the man who had come was a woman, and she was born beautiful and young. The willow eyebrows are bent and thin, and the apricot eyes are bright. Joan's nose and cherry mouth are as white as silver. The golden hairpin pressed the temples, the jacket was red like fire, the two feet stepped on the silver boots, and the willow body was gentle.
Even if it is compared with Kang Meixue, it is also on par, and each has its own merits.
In the face of the scalper Jiaolong's claw that seemed to block everything, there was a sudden lock on her phoenix eyebrows, and then a ray of light emerged, and the next moment, the whole person had disappeared in place like a clear wind.
"The breeze is silent, and the willow is broken by a little cold!"
The waves were swaying, the cold moon was silent, and the sword in this woman's hand was far more terrifying than the cold moon in the sky.
As soon as the sword swung out, everything around it seemed to have been frozen by the cold light originating from the sword body.
"Bang!"
A crisp sound like an iron sword slashing on the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years was heard, and the sound was magnified a thousand times.
It's a pity that with the water of the entire Huanglong River as if it was boiling, as the home of the golden dragon, here, the blessing that the golden dragon can get is definitely far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Absolute power will destroy absolute skill, because when you lose the two most basic and important factors, speed and strength, all so-called changes in skill will seem so pale and ridiculous.
The claw of the golden dragon poked out, borrowing the thickness of the water potential of the Huanglong River, and the sharpness of the golden veins and golden qi. The moment of the first contact, he shook the cyan sword in the woman's hand and flew out along with herself.
"Up!"
At this moment, when the golden dragon was about to fit and take down the woman in one fell swoop, a cold voice came from the rolling river.
In the next moment, eight yellow-gray chains formed by smoke condensation suddenly emanated from a looming white bone spirit bridge, instantly shooting into the eight directions of the river.
And after a series of "ding" sounds like chains shaking, but under the surface of the river, there were bursts of "click" sounds that seemed to open the dusty mottled door.
Open, rest, life, death, shock, injury, Du, Jing, the eight directions, after being firmly occupied by the eight chains. Suddenly, the Huanglongjiang River, which had originally become turbulent because of the appearance of the golden dragon, and the aura of golden water suddenly became calm.
That is by no means the calm that the river should have, not only will it not be brought by the river breeze to bring the slightest ripple. What's even more terrifying is that at this moment, the entire Huanglongjiang River seems to have broken here, and the place blocked by these eight chains has no sign of any living water.
"Roar!"
The golden dragon was born because of the Huanglongjiang River, so to speak, it is the Huanglongjiang, and the Huanglongjiang is it.
For everything that happened in Huanglongjiang at this time, it was naturally very clear.
Compared with the woman who used the sword, it was obvious that Chen Bailu, who locked Huang Longjiang with a secret method, brought it a much greater threat.
However, at this moment, the golden dragon is terrifying, no, it is the discovery of the dragon, his natural instinct to travel clouds and rain, and the natural instinct to turn over the river and make waves, on the Huanglong River, he can't show a single thing.
"Poof".
At the most critical juncture, what can only bring a sense of security to the golden dragon is always the place where it was born and nurtured.
It's a pity that Chen Bailu, who was already on his cheeks at this time, did not have the slightest change in the escape of the golden dragon. It's as if everything is still under control.
"Who?"
Looking at Chen Bailu, whose sleeves fluttered and stood in the air above the Huanglong River in the distance, he thought about it, condensed it, and showed his brows.
It's a pity that the next moment, with the overwhelming white bone aura pouring out, she just didn't want to cause too much misunderstanding on the other side, but she didn't resist. was sent out to the bank of the Huanglong River.
"Eight doors lock gold, the art of blocking the river, this Huanglongjiang is the private property of the Great Zhou royal family, who dares to perform the art of locking the river here, is it specially for this golden Jiao?"
In the lower reaches of the Huanglong River, fishermen who originally relied on the fish and rice brought by the river suddenly discovered that the water surface of the Huanglong River, which had never been interrupted for more than 100 years, began to dry up gradually.
"The Dragon Lord is angry, the Dragon Lord is angry!"
It was a bumper harvest year, the sky was clear, the rain was abundant, and the Huanglongjiang River suddenly broke off, which was by no means a normal thing.
"Hurry up, hurry up, go and invite Ah Wu to his old man's house!"
Three animals, melons and fruits, sacrifices, incense and candles, in the eyes of mortals, the power and power of immortal cultivators are like irresistible providence.
Half of a sandalwood went away, and the rolling Huanglongjiang still did not appear.