The Huanglongjiang River downstream is already exhausted for fishing, but where the water eye of the Huanglongjiang River where Chen Bailu is located, it is full of water vapor and goes straight to the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Na no, Na Na ......"

A low murmur sounded coming, and the entire Huanglongjiang River seemed to have become dead silent with the sound of this regretful chanting.

Although there is a yellow character in the Huanglong River, this yellow is the glittering golden light under the river. The cold river is choppy, but it is crystal clear.

It's just that as Chen Bailu continued to urge the Baigu Spirit Bridge to block the Huanglong River, traces of withered yellow and red had begun to appear on the turbulent river.

A dilapidated, decaying, and dying breath kept coming out of it. The entire Huanglong River seems to have been covered by patches of darkness and haze.

And at this moment, in the darkness that seemed to be about to cover everything, a light suddenly appeared.

One, two, three......

It was like nine stars suddenly appearing in the vast and boundless night sky.

The golden glazed palace lamp emitted bursts of light that broke through everything under the illumination of the nine small flames.

"The White Bone Spirit Bridge, the glazed golden lamp, is the master of the Shangqing faction, but, in my memory, among the Great Zhou Dao envoys, no one seems to have these two magic weapons?

If it is a passing master, there is no need to stir up trouble here, the majesty of the Great Zhou royal family, after all, the Shangqing faction still has to take care of it.

In any case, it is not a good thing for such a person to appear in Luojing City at this time. I'll have to investigate secretly in case something happens!"

While thinking about it, the woman had already begun to slowly retreat into the distance. Her body is very unique, walking on her back, and the moment her toes touch the ground.

Countless dust fell together, like breathing, full of rhythm and rhyme.

But every time he borrowed strength, his figure seemed to rotate between weighted and weightless, and the moment his figure swayed, he had withdrawn more than ten feet away.

Martial cultivators, at the same time, cultivating immortals to find immortals, but they are the most unique one.

Martial cultivation is different from martial arts, the original martial cultivation comes from Buddhism.

The first step to becoming a martial artist requires an oil lamp that has been extinguished, and every day, you need to look directly at the wick and concentrate your mind, as if you want to light the lamp with your eyes.

This is the ancient Buddhist practice, "Burning the Lamp".

Legend has it that if you light a lamp with your spirit, it means that your cultivation has reached the extreme.

Martial arts practice takes this artistic conception, the way of martial arts, which is passed down from light to light and never extinguished.

The warrior lit the lamp in his heart. There is a breath, and there is a lamp.

The ancient martial arts are never stopped, no matter how the world changes, there is always a group of people who abide by their hearts and do not waver.

Only then can he overcome obstacles and turn from a martial artist to a martial artist.

Solid, there are many warriors in the world, such as crossing the river, but there are few martial arts, but they seem to be rare.

But every martial cultivator, as long as he believes in his heart, even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, swords and mountains and seas of fire, and many tribulations, he cannot hinder his steps in the slightest. It seems that the Sitting Forgetting Heart Sutra and the Supreme Heart Sword of the Sitting and Forgetting Peak should be regarded as the method of martial cultivation.

Chen Bailu ignored the other party, just because his whole body and mind were already concentrated under the Huanglongjiang River.

How much gold can the dragon spirit transformed by a golden vein bring to Chen Bailu? Even Chen Bailu is not very clear about this, but the only thing he knows is that he cannot afford to lose this time.

"Wave" ......

On the surface of the river, which was as calm as a stagnant water, suddenly a bubble was born and extinguished.

On the Huanglong River, Chen Bailu, who was standing proudly in the air, suddenly waved his hand, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the thunder rolled.

The nine glazed golden lamps suddenly swirled one by one, surrounding Chen Bailu, constantly whirling. It was like the nine stars in the North Star Palace that made up the main position of the Star Palace, and one by one suddenly shone brightly.

Then, like meteors, the nine stars suddenly converged a little. Like a naughty child, after circling around Chen Bailu's body a few times, he began to beat and flicker in Chen Bailu's palm.

At this time, Chen Bailu took himself as the foundation, but his eyes were like an eagle in the sky, constantly patrolling the Huanglong River.

"Roar!"

The python has its first horn and turns into a Jiao, which is evil and lewd.

Even if it is the transformation of the golden leyline, it can't avoid the nature of the dragon. What's more, after being blocked by Chen Bailu and the White Bone Spirit Bridge, if there is no response, what awaits it is only after losing all its resistance and letting it be slaughtered.

Under the huge waves that rose to the sky, the figure of the golden dragon shot like a sharp arrow.

At this moment, a white scale the size of a crescent moon on the palm of Jiaolong's neck had exploded in vain.

The dragon has reverse scales, which will kill if touched, when the blood gushes out of the main veins of the dragon's heart, and disperses to the blood vessels in the white scales, that is, the reverse scales. This reverse scale is the lifeblood of the dragon, and once the good-tempered dragon is touched by the reverse scale, it will immediately exude infinite dragon power like a volcanic eruption.

The dragon transformed by the golden leyline is also considered a dragon. The moment this appeared, the reverse scales had already exploded, which was enough to see that for the Golden Dragon, it was really the final moment of life and death.

A huge mouth, more ferocious and terrifying than any beast in the world, roared towards Chen Bailu.

Not only that, but the next moment in the dragon's mouth, there was suddenly a golden light about a foot long and an inch wide, as fast as lightning and as fast as a meteor.

This is the purest breath of Gengjin in the golden veins. After being transformed by the golden dragon, it was swallowed into the abdomen, and after refining, it combined with its own golden sharp qi to form a special existence between the flying sword and the inner tank.

Fleeing like flying, invincible, even if it is a master of the seventh layer of Qi refining Heart Fire Realm, he does not dare to sweep his edge for a moment and a half.

If it weren't for the fact that it was related to the life of the Golden Jiaolong, I am afraid that it would have been taken out to deal with Chen Bailu long ago.

"Kill!"

The flames in the sky converged to one point with Chen Bailu's squinting eyes and a soft drink, and under one finger, the next moment, a lotus flower bloomed. In the beauty of the lotus leaves and petals, there is an endless killing opportunity.

"Heaven kills, sparks destroy the world!"

After this glazed true fire gathered a little, it suddenly went towards the golden qi of the golden dragon like a sharp arrow.

Then Chen Bailu's divine thought moved, and suddenly there was an endless Yellow Spring Dark Mist and White Bone Spiritual Light intertwined, binding the golden dragon in it.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

Chen Bailu's figure disappeared in an instant as the golden sword qi flew by, and when a frightened look appeared on the golden dragon's body.

A cloud of glazed true fire that had been abruptly magnified countless times had completely devoured it. Between heaven and earth, only the sorrowful roar of a dragon remained.