Chapter 159: Searching for the Dragon

Wei Li hit his body with nine palms in a row, the mountain shook, the hill ten zhang high and twenty zhang wide swayed from side to side, like a hurricane blowing a big tree, the big tree swayed left and right, every time he swung the foot of the mountain, there was a loud sound of rock breaking, like a thunder shaking in the sky, and a python roaring.

Hua Yiyun, Gong Jiuge and his entourage have lost their luster one after another, Wei Li is so powerful, he can really realize the grasshopper shaking the tree, if such a palm is against the enemy, who can be it?

They didn't know that Wei Li was using the principle of "resonance", one palm was superimposed, and only nine palms could form the current situation of "shaking the mountain with a palm".

When they first met, they bluntly said that Wei Centrifuge was deep and didn't like Wei Li, but now Kong Ming, who was willing to call Wei Li his eldest brother, shouted loudly: "Brother Wei, hurry up, there is still five breaths to spare!." ”

Nine palms shook the mountain, Wei Wei was arrogant, and laughed: "Enough." ”

After the nine palms, Wei Li's tenth palm was half a breath late, with the strength and breadth of Wei Li's current meridians, the true qi from the dantian to the palm, and the internal force to the internal force, it didn't take time at all, but now it was half a breath slower.

Between Wei Li's half breath, the true qi bypassed the twelve meridians, the eight veins of the strange meridians, and more than three hundred and sixty acupuncture points in the body, and the true qi ran faster and faster, and it couldn't stop growing like a snowball. In this half breath, the true qi traveled thousands of miles in his body, circling his body seven seven and forty-nine times, and had reached the limit of the meridians, which spewed out of his palm, turning into a hundred zhang wide sword qi, like a line of water waves splitting from the cracks at the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, the mountain was shaking to the other end, and Wei Li's body was standing at the foot of the mountain, but the top of the mountain swayed, and Wei Li was at least two feet away from the top of his head.

The golden sword qi swept through like a sharp blade, and the mountain with a radius of twenty zhang was cut off.

All the elites gathered at the single knife changed color, and if the mountain collapsed, although it would not crush them under the mountain, the huge boulder that collapsed after the collapse was no less than the secret weapon that the True Qi Realm Perfection Master tried his best to emit. Some casual cultivators have secretly condensed their true qi, and they are ready to smear oil on the soles of their feet whenever something goes wrong.

Although the disciples of the three sects were shocked in their hearts, they still maintained their composure on the surface, and Hua Yiyun, Li Ke, and Fu Yunming showed a calm demeanor. The development of the three sects of martial arts is destined to be in the soup, and at this time, showing a fearless demeanor in danger will naturally add a lot of color to themselves.

Ye Lingwei and Yan Pan didn't show any worry because they trusted Wei Li, Gong Jiuge had been paying attention to Kong Ming, and after catching a glimpse of the calm face of the young man who was hiding countless secrets, she always had a smile on her face.

The hill was cut off by Wei Li's sword, but the already inclined mountain did not collapse, but flew into the sky contrary to common sense. A blood-red mist erupted from the broken part of the mountain, and it was this mist that carried the mountain bag and flew up more than ten zhang high.

Wei Li jumped up, "Reverse Nine Yin" and "Chaos Break" flowed at the same time, and the momentum of his body increased more than ten times again, and then stepped on the mountain.

The mountain was so powerful that it flew in a straight line towards the river two miles away.

If you look closely at the sky, you can find that the direction of the mountain's flight is the direction of the Vermilion Bird Banner thrown by Kong Ming. The place where everyone stood was above the intersection of the four pole flags of the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu Command.

Wei Li went down against the common sense, and said clearly: "Please help the mountain." ”

When everyone saw that Wei Li was really able to cut mountains and fill rivers, they agreed with a bang.

Kong Ming watched the red mist coming out of the root of the mountain weakening, and said in a daze: "Why didn't I think that with the blood of the Xuanwu head, of course the Xuanwu head can fly into the sky." During the flight of the Xuanwu head, it was escorted by the two qi of the green dragon and the white tiger, and naturally it would not fall. ”

The mountain that symbolizes the Xuanwu head is flying slower and slower, but there is no downward trend strangely, this is the power of the formation itself is still at play, one of the current terrain of Xuanwu is dead, the formation has been broken, and it is only a matter of time before the mountain falls.

Hearing Kong Ming's muttering, all the people around him were outstanding people, and they didn't understand the truth. All of them flew into the air, adding power to the mountain according to the direction of the mountain's original flight.

More than 50 people flew into the air together, and then bombarded the mountain with all their might, and the mountain quickly flew towards the river a mile away again.

Qiao Feng, Fu Hongxue, and Yan Jing'an sat firmly in the ring, no matter whether the ground shook or the mountain flew away, they couldn't move half a minute, but when Wei Li cut off Xuanwu's head, a trace of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the three of them. Could it be that in the future rivers and lakes, there will be a situation in the rivers and lakes five hundred years ago when Emperor Wu was there, one person dominates the entire rivers and lakes, he is the scorching sun, and everyone is the stars?

The mountain flew over the river, and a red gas machine flew out of the river, the size of a sparrow, which spread out ten zhang in the wind, just under the mountain, preventing the mountain from falling into the water. A stream of red mist erupted from under the mountain, and the red mist on the sparrow's body couldn't help but entangle and dissolve.

The heroes who fell on the ground were dumbfounded, there was such a strange thing, they all looked at Kong Ming, but this young man with a mysterious identity did not say a word.

Yan Pan whispered to Gong Jiuge: "Sister Jiuge, how is this thing weird?"

Gong Jiu Ge said calmly: "This is the secret art of feng shui, originally Emperor Wu had a special sect during his reign, called "Dragon Hunting School", and the inner town of the sect sent exercises to find the dragon trick, and the disciples in the sect had to go all over the north and south of the river to find the true dragon. Later, Emperor Wu traveled westward, and the Dragon Seeking Sect also fell apart, and most of the elite disciples in the sect were surrounded by the monarchs of the Four Kingdoms, and it was difficult to find them in the rivers and lakes. ”

"This kind of formation is just a small array, it is said that Emperor Wu City has a when Emperor Wu was there, gathering the world's talents, looking for dragons and dividing gold, attracting dragon energy from the ancestral dragon of Kunlun Mountain, and establishing a large array covering a radius of 100 miles. ”

Yan Pan was speechless and said: "So powerful, could it be that the three great grandmasters, the top ten masters in the world are no exception?"

Gong Jiu Ge said: "The three great grandmasters have long been out of the world, but none of the top ten masters have entered Martial Emperor City except for the female madman who is sitting in Martial Emperor City. Look, the formation is broken!"

As Gong Jiuge's words landed, the red gas turned into the Vermilion Bird dissipated, and the mountain crashed into the river, splashing monstrous waves, and torrential rain poured on both sides of the river.

The slow-flowing river was blocked by the mountains and began to spread to both banks.

Wei Li landed on the ground at this time, a hint of blush flashed on his jade-like face, and then his hands hung down on his abdomen, and a series of complex handprints formed in his hands. (To be continued.) )