And the really terrifying thing is that the cultivation of the Red Dragon Son did not decline because of the name of the first person, but broke through again and again, reaching the realm of Great Perfection more than a hundred years ago, and passed the position of the city lord to the third disciple Jun Wuwu.

For more than 100 years, Chilongzi rarely showed up, and the outside world said to what extent this person's cultivation had reached, but what all these sayings had in common was that his cultivation was stronger, and the fierce reputation of Chilongzi has gradually fallen silent for more than 100 years, for many young monks, the name of Haori City Lord Monarch is like thunder, speaking of Chilongzi, even if there are some people who know, there is no sense of fear in their hearts, for these people, Chilongzi is just a legend。

But for the older generation of monks, the invisible pressure from the Red Dragon Son has become even heavier, and as long as this person is alive, this pressure will be everywhere.

"This person has reached the realm of refining the real and returning to the void, and he is only one step away from stepping through the barrier, once the spirit rushes into the sky and becomes a real spiritual monk, there will be no one to control at that time, plus this gentleman is worry-free once he crosses the catastrophe and steps into the Yuan Infant, if he stays for time to cultivate to be stable, he can almost compete with the late Yuan Infant.

What's more, behind Jun Wuwu, in addition to the Red Dragon Son, there is also the mysterious Jun family, once this Jun family joins forces with the Red Dragon Family because of Jun Wuwu's relationship, even if all the Yuan Infant Monks of the other nine cities are united, I am afraid that it will be difficult to defeat, this Red Dragon is extremely ambitious, and will never be satisfied with Haori City, and the person who is trying to figure out is probably the entire abandoned place. Ruan Peng glanced at Xu Chen's master and spoke slowly.

That Xu Chen's master stood silently for a long time, and said: "Brother Ruan, the situation is far more serious than what you said, as far as I know, Chilongzi has coveted the two cities of Xingyue for a long time, but he did not do it because he was afraid that making a rash move would cause public anger. ”

"This gentleman is worry-free, and he does not show the slightest nervousness about this current catastrophe, obviously he has already made all the preparations, and believes that the red dragon will definitely give him a heavy treasure to help him survive the catastrophe, otherwise with the strength of that monarch without worrying about himself, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive, and he will die on the spot under the thunderstorm. Ruan Peng's face was gloomy, looking at the image of the lake, and said hatefully.

The Treasure Pavilion is all over the Lost Land, among which the Treasure Pavilion in the inner three cities and the outer seven cities are the largest, and among the ten cities, the Treasure Pavilion in Haori City is the largest and most luxurious, but it is also the most aggrieved one.

Therefore, the treasure pavilion in Haori City looks magnificent, busy, but in fact it is always doing loss-making transactions, many years ago, Ruan Peng sat in Haori City Treasure Pavilion, he was angry at all this, but helpless, at that time he was only in the early stage of the Yuanying, not the enemy of the Red Dragon Son.

For this reason, Ruan Peng was embarrassed and angry, left Haori City, and went to Changhai City, which was the farthest away from Haori City, in order to avoid the pressure of the Red Dragon Son.

Under the gaze of everyone by the lake, the still clouds suddenly moved, and under the constant rolling, the clouds quickly contracted and became more condensed, and the color of its surface gradually changed from jet black to purple black, and from time to time there were flashes of thunder.

Its color is not silvery, but purple.

Wu Tian's complexion changed, and in this purple heavenly thunder, he felt a breath of destruction and destruction, although the breath was very light, it made him vigilant.

This level of heavenly thunder, he once appeared when he crossed the illusory tribulation at the peak of the infant transformation, if he hadn't gotten rid of the illusion in time, he would have been hit by the purple heavenly thunder and lost in the illusion forever, it would be better to die clean, it was precisely because of this fear that Wu Tian had a deep impression of this purple heavenly thunder.

"Benefactor, old man. Wu Tian's voice just started.

Han Shi frowned slightly and said, "Wu Tian, just call me Han Shi in the future." ”

"No, the name of the benefactor cannot be called directly, since the benefactor does not want to be called like this, it is better to change it to the young master, and I hope that the young master will not shirk again. Wu Tian's face changed, and he hurriedly bowed his head and said, there was a trace of panic in his eyes, from Han Shi's frowning, he seemed to feel Han Shi's dissatisfaction with him, his heart tightened, and the figure of the young man in white swept by, and the feeling of falling into the nine shadows seemed to appear again.

Han Shi smiled indifferently, no longer dwelling on this matter, he could see that Wu Tian's respect did not seem to be a fake.

"Young master, when I crossed the three tribulations of wind and gold and fire, the thunder tribulation was only eight paths, this person actually has nine paths, and his talent is stronger than mine, but this person seems to have murderous intentions for the young master, it is best to get rid of it as soon as possible, if the young master agrees, I should share the worries for the young master. Wu Tian arched his hand and spoke respectfully, his self-proclaimed name also changed unconsciously, and Han Shi's face was as usual, as if he hadn't heard it.

Han Shi waved his hand, he knew in his heart that although Wu Tian had a spiritual cultivation, he was only a soul body after all, if he did that battle of life and death, the strength he could exert would be discounted, which was roughly equivalent to the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying.

"Yuanying Great Perfection ......" Han Shi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes shone with confidence.

Wu Tian didn't know that there was a monk in the late Yuan Infant period who was killed by the green-shirted monk in front of him, so to speak, with many hole cards, Han Shi's real strength was probably not much better than Wu Tian.

Looking at the man in black who raised his knife to the sky, Han Shi's eyes showed war intent, and it could be seen from the sharp gaze of the man in black that this person was by no means a good person, once this person succeeded, it was likely to set off a killing robbery, Han Shi sneered in his heart, when the time comes, I don't know who killed whom?

The clouds contracted at an extremely fast speed in the tumbling, and the whirlpool with a radius of twenty miles became a circle of five miles under the contraction.

Suddenly, a low shallow groan echoed between heaven and earth, and there seemed to be a dragon leaping in this sound, and the sound became louder and louder, and finally became a roaring sound that filled the heaven and earth.

With the roar that echoed the heavens and the earth, a purple thunderbolt as thick as a bucket suddenly slashed down, and its speed was so fast that it was approaching the moment the man in black raised his eyes.

The black-clothed man's left hand pinched like lightning, and suddenly a copper mirror appeared under a quick shake, catching up with the purple thunder, this bronze mirror is very simple, revealing a sense of vicissitudes, under the bombardment of the purple thunder, cracks appeared under the click of the copper mirror, once the crack appeared, it was like a wild dragon wandering in the bronze mirror, the copper mirror then collapsed, turned into several pieces, each piece of copper mirror fragments, suddenly lit up with an extremely bright light, the purple thunder collided with the fragments, it was like the light was bounced away, with the man in black as the center, turned into thousands of thunderbolts, and shot towards the surroundings, the thickest one just went straight to Han Shi。

The sky and thunder scattered, and the onlookers looked solemn, and they released magic weapons to resist.

The purple heavenly thunder was divided into thousands of paths, and its power was already too weak to produce a deadly threat, but only the heavenly thunder that slashed at Han Shi was as thick as a sea bowl, and the destructive power contained in it was at least fifty percent.

The man in black never looked at Han Shi again from beginning to end, but the purple thunder struck at Han Shi like an eye.

In this regard, Han Shi sneered in his heart, and took a step and stretched out his five fingers to grasp the purple heavenly thunder.