In the Hidden Dragon Valley, under a steep mountain of hundreds of zhang, there is a waterhole with a radius of hundreds of zhang, and a stream of water flows slowly down from the mountain, and finally submerges into the pool.

"I'm lucky, I actually met a lonely golden Jiao!" On the other side of the waterhole was a primeval forest, and now there were four monks in the dense forest, and one of them was a burly old man with a happy face.

Zhang Yang's divine sense swept into the waterhole, and saw a dragon with a body length of dozens of feet, and a golden body was frolicking in the waterhole, with the coercion of a third-order demon beast, and his breath was about five or six turns in Jindan.

Finally seeing a dragon demon beast, Zhang Yang's eyes were surprised and at the same time a burst of joy, now it has been more than a month after the four of them entered the Hidden Dragon Valley.

In the past month or so, the four of them carefully searched for the breath of the dragon, according to the words of Tang Wu and Mu Hong, hunting the dragon in the Hidden Dragon Valley was completely by luck.

If you are lucky, if you encounter a lone dragon or two or three dragons, everyone can hunt them, if there are more, everyone can only flee in the wilderness.

Moreover, the center of the Hidden Dragon Valley cannot be approached, and it is said that there is a dragon storage in the transformation period above the fourth order!

Jiaolong is a thing, it is a real dragon bloodline, far beyond the same level of demon beasts of the alien beast, Jin Jiao is also a kind of combat effectiveness in Jiaolong, this kind of metallic Jiaolong, the body is a few points harder than the magic weapon of Jindan monk.

"Senior Brother Tang and I went to kill this golden Jiao, and the lark and Zhang Daoyou stayed around the waterhole to prevent it from escaping. Mu Hong's majestic face also showed a bit of unexpected joy, but he didn't expect the luck of the four of them to be so good, and they actually met a lonely Jin Jiao.

Mu Hong is a monk of the eight turns of Jindan. Cultivation is also the secret of the immovable king, and the combat effectiveness is extremely good. Vaguely the leader of the team, he spoke. Zhang Yang and the three of them nodded one after another.

Zhang Yang and the Skylark Fairy flew to the left and right sides of the waterhole respectively, stopped in mid-air, and were far away from the high mountains, sealing the retreat of the waterhole.

Zhang Yang was in mid-air, hesitated slightly, raised his hand, and a Xuantie sword drilled out, and he didn't see how he moved, and the Xuantie Sword was divided into three with a slight flicker. Transform into three identical pocket swords.

Zhang Yang pinched the trick with one hand, and the three identical pocket swords turned around, each turning into the size of an ordinary flying sword, and with the change of the sword trick, the three flying swords shook slightly, and there were six more flying swords out of thin air.

The magical sight of the flying sword turning into three and three into nine made the lark fairy, who was also in mid-air, curious and paying attention to Zhang Yang's movements, amazed. Pretty face was full of surprise.

As soon as the lark fairy raised her jade hand, a blue sharp cone drilled out of her hand, and sacrificed it in the air in front of her, which was obviously her natal magic weapon.

Zhang Yang sacrificed the three natal flying swords. After casting the three-point sword trick, each of them turned into three, his face also showed a somewhat satisfied look. This is what he discovered after refining the three Xuantie swords, and his three-point sword technique can be used at the same time.

Since he has not fought with Jiaolong. To avoid accidents, Zhang Yang also went all out. Stay here with all your heart, beware of accidentally letting Jin Jiao escape.

Turning his head to look at Mu Hong and Tang Wu, he saw that the two of them each offered their natal magic weapons in their hands, Tang Wu's natal magic weapon was a mace, and Mu Hong's natal magic weapon was a silver shining stick.

The two came to the waterhole, Mu Hong stretched out his hand to the waterhole, and a light condensed by mana shot into the waterhole, and he responded with an angry roar.

"Roar!!

The sound came from inside the pool, and as the water surface began to fluctuate, the water waves surged wildly to form a rapid whirlpool, and a golden dragon leaped high from the whirlpool.

This dragon is dozens of zhang long, the thickness of the water tank, has four claws, and is golden.

The golden dragon looked at Mu Hong and Tang Wu on the edge of the waterhole, his eyes as big as copper bells showed a bit of doubt and anger, and he had a unique dragon power on his body, which made people even feel a little in a trance at a glance.

"Do it!"

Mu Hong shouted, kicked under his feet, and his body shot out, almost in the blink of an eye, he came to the golden dragon, and the silver long stick in his hand was spread, and he hit the dragon head of the golden dragon.

The golden dragon seemed to know very well, and with a flick of the dragon's head, it avoided the blow.

At the same time, Tang Wu, who was holding a mace, had already come to the other side of the golden dragon, and the mace in his hand was from top to bottom, and it happened to land in the place where the dragon's head was avoided.

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, just by fighting each other, he could see the tacit understanding between Mu Hong and Tang Wu, a forced Jiaolong to dodge, and an attack Jiaolong to dodge, it can be seen that the two have cooperated a lot.

"Roar!!

The mace is the natal magic weapon that Tang Wuwen has cultivated for hundreds of years, with the cultivation of Tang Wu Jindan in the later stage and the body of the cultivator, under this blow, even the golden dragon, which is known for its hard body, was not lightly injured, and a blood flower was splashed.

Under the pain of the golden dragon, he dodged again and again in the face of the attacks of Mu Hong and Tang Wu, although his body was dozens of zhang long, he looked very agile.

Looking from the outside, you can see two figures surrounding a dragon giant beast of dozens of feet, constantly flying up and down, and the giant beast is miserable.

When Zhang Yang saw such a scene, he knew that the battle had been settled, and he only needed to defend the retreat of the golden dragon with the lark fairy.

At the same time, Zhang Yang is also studying the practice of the immovable Ming Wang Jue, and in terms of the physical body alone, the immovable Ming Wang Jue is not weaker than the Nine Changes of the Divine Dragon. In other words, in terms of physical training alone, the two exercises can be said to be comparable.

According to legend, the immovable Ming Wang Jue is also an ancient exercise, which has a close relationship with Buddhism.

As for the magic powers, it is also difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, as far as Zhang Yang knows, the magic power of the true body of the Ming King is not moved, which can improve the power of the physical body in a short period of time, which is extremely good, and Tang Wu used it back then.

On the other hand, the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon is a technique, there are only a few small supernatural powers, and the only one of the great supernatural powers can only be performed when it is cultivated to the ninth layer, and the ninth layer of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon is already the existence of the late stage of the transformation of the gods.

Zhang Yang wandered out of the world, watching the show on the side, and before he knew it, more than an hour had passed, and the golden dragon was already scarred and roared under the joint attack of Tang Wu and Mu Hong, and he was stopped by Tang Wu and Mu Hong many times when he wanted to escape.

"Roar!!"

"Roar..."

Just when Zhang Yang thought that the dust was about to settle, two more roars came from afar, and when he turned his head to look, he saw two golden streamers flying over on the side of the mountain.

When the golden streamer flew in, the light dissipated, and there were two golden dragons, and the breath on their bodies was about eight or nine turns of Jindan.

The two golden dragons looked at the golden Jiao who was besieged by Mu Hong and Tang Wu, and roared angrily, and couldn't help but say, and each pounced on Mu Hong and Tang Wu.

"It's not good! Two Jin Jiao of the peak of the third order! Senior Brother Tang and I each dragged one head, and the lark and Zhang Daoyou worked together to kill this injured beast!"

Mu Hong's complexion changed, and he did not hesitate to display the true body of King Ming, his body rose a lot out of thin air, turning into a giant of two or three meters, holding a silver long stick and facing a golden dragon.

"When !!"

Accompanied by an extremely loud sound of gold and iron clashing, I saw that the silver long stick in Mu Hong's hand hit the head of the golden Jiaolong, and it actually splashed a spark, and it didn't hurt the golden Jiaolong in the slightest.

Rao is like this, and the golden dragon also roared bitterly, which didn't seem to be comfortable.

The previous Jiaolong was just the breath of the fifth or sixth turn of the Jindan, and this Jiaolong was already the breath of the eighth or ninth turn of the Jindan, and it was at the peak of the third-order demon beast, and it was only one step away from the fourth-order demon beast.

The gap between the two is like that of the monks in the middle and late Jindan periods.

The golden Jiao at the peak of the third order, the flesh is extremely hard, and the ordinary magic weapon cannot hurt in the slightest.

Jiaolong's body and strength are not weaker than Mu Hong, who is a physical cultivation monk, but the two are superior to each other, and when they fight, the golden Jiaolong has the advantage.

On the other side, Tang Wu also showed the true body of King Ming, fighting with a golden dragon, although he obviously fell into the disadvantage, but with the magic power of King Ming's true body, he also fought with the golden dragon for a while.

Mu Hong and Tang Wu greeted the new two golden dragons, Zhang Yang and the lark fairy faced the dragon that had been injured a lot, as long as the two killed the dragon, and then went to help Mu Hong and Tang Wu, the victory was still very big.

The lark fairy jade hand pinched the trick, and saw the blue sharp cone flash, turning into a blue awl of more than ten zhang in size, flying to the top of the Jiaolong head, and hitting the head of the Jiaolong from top to bottom.

The blue awl with a size of more than ten zhang looks amazing, but this golden dragon that is not lightly injured is a dodge, extremely dexterous avoidance, the dragon's tail swings, accompanied by an extremely harsh sound, and easily knocks the blue awl away.

The lark fairy had a slightly red face, she was just a cultivator in the middle of the Jin Dan, facing the Jin Jiao who had good combat effectiveness, although this Jin Jiao had been injured a lot, she was not an opponent.

The lark fairy put her hope on Zhang Yang, along the way, she had already heard about this person's defeat of the Yue Que couple, as the Jindan female cultivator of the Yixian Pavilion, she was well-informed, and she also knew all kinds of information about the Xuanzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, and she also knew a lot about the Yue Que couple.

Zhang Yang showed a little smile on his face, and pinched the trick with one hand, only to see the nine Xuantie swords suspended around shoot towards the golden dragon, and as soon as they flew out, their respective lights flashed, turning into nine giant swords of more than ten zhang, which was the giant sword technique.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand a little more, and bright red flames rose from the nine giant swords, and with amazing coercion, they slashed towards the golden dragon.

From the outside, I saw nine giant swords of more than ten zhang and flames, surrounding a golden dragon of dozens of zhang, cutting down from all directions, and the golden dragon's incomparably hard body was under the giant sword, drawing a series of deep wounds that could be seen to the bone.

With just one blow, there were nine more huge wounds on the golden dragon's body, and the blood spilled down as if it didn't need money, and with a roar, the seriously injured golden dragon also fell downward.

The lark fairy was stunned, full of disbelief. (To be continued......)