The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Gathering at the Sect of the Holy Mountain, eight hundred miles away.

Zhuang Ming was close to the mountain gate, and he was quite happy.

It is often said that there are good BMW horses in the world, and they travel thousands of miles in a day.

But for Zhuang Ming, it was still a fanma after all.

In the eyes of practitioners above the Dao Yin series, the road of eight hundred miles is already close at hand.

Although Zhuang Ming didn't possess magic power, he had a physique comparable to that of a **** or demon. The journey of eight hundred miles was not far away for him.

However, at this moment, the True Qi of the Holy Mountain in his body was constantly shaking.

"what happened?"

An uneasy feeling arose in Zhuang Ming's heart.

If the real dragon doesn't enter the dantian, there is only the true energy of gathering the holy mountain in his body.

Even if he is powerful and fierce, like a **** and demon, beyond the Dao Yin rank, there is no other magical aura in him, only the true energy of the Holy Mountain.

And the skill of Jusheng Mountain allowed him to walk safely on the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain, and was recognized by the guarding formation of Jusheng Mountain, which would not arouse sword energy.

But at this moment, he clearly saw that the front was eight hundred miles away.

At the end of the sky, a sword aura came straight down!

The entire sky seems to be split into two halves!

"..."

Zhuang Ming looked blank.

But he did not dare to slack off.

The guardian formation of the gathering sacred mountain will use the strength of the mana of the foreign practitioners in the gathering of the sacred mountain to derive a stronger sword aura to ensure that a sword can kill the people!

That is to say, this sword aura is enough to kill the real Jindan, with his current physical body, he can't resist it at all!

In an instant, his breath soared.

It was he who used the yin and yang escape technique.

The real dragon's body dormant in the depths of the sea suddenly transformed with the dragon's phantom in his dantian.

At this moment, he recovered to his heyday, possessing a cultivation base comparable to the peak of Golden Core.

It is even more capable of welcoming the power of the Great Monk Zhenxuan Sanyin!

"open!"

Zhuang Ming pointed it into a sword and pressed it down.

Boom!

That sword was missed by him!

The mountain behind him was cut off!

Half of the mountain suddenly collapsed, shaking in all directions.

Dust billowed and filled the sky.

——

Gather within the holy mountain.

"not dead?"

Old Jiu frowned, his eyes showing surprise.

Not only did this man not die, but he became stronger.

This is simply the most bizarre sign of the guarding formation of the Holy Mountain.

But Tang Tianying was not there, he couldn't tell.

The formation of Gathering Saint Mountain was supposed to derive a stronger sword aura based on the strength of this person and kill the opponent... But now not only failed to kill, the opponent has also risen to a level comparable to true mystery.

Since Libi Zhenxuan, even if he goes down the mountain himself and fights against this person, he is definitely not an opponent.

However, why didn't gather the holy mountain's formation, take the initiative to kill him? And after using his force to push the formation, the sword energy that killed this person was also wrong?

This person clearly concealed the cultivation base, but the formation was really blinded, and failed to see through this person's cultivation base, resulting in a useless sword.

This may be the first time that Jushengshan made a mistake.

"Could it be that the great monks from the outside world have really researched out how to evade my gathering in the holy mountain formation? By virtue of this method, they can hide their cultivation and conceal the power of the formation without being jealous by my mountain gate formation. can?"

The old nine was shocked, he immediately took a deep breath, and wanted to use mana into the formation.

——

Eight hundred miles away.

Zhuang Ming's face changed and changed.

This time, unexpectedly.

After the true dragon returned to his dantian, the guarding mountain formation did not take the initiative to kill him.

Because of these days, the true dragon was raised by the true temperature of the gathering holy mountain, and there was still true energy in his dantian, which wrapped the true dragon's body.

Therefore, he was not jealous by the guarding formation of the holy mountain.

"But that sword just now..."

"There must be someone running the formation and issuing this sword."

"Which senior brother presided over the formation?"

"How can I be cruel to me?"

Zhuang Ming's face was pale, and his heart throbbed even more.

He vaguely understood something, and immediately rose to escape.

The dragon yelled loudly.

In the blink of an eye.

He approached the gate of Jusheng Mountain.

"stop!"

——

Gather in the holy mountain.

Lao Jiu watched the ray of light flicker.

Suddenly, he came to the gate of the mountain from eight hundred miles away.

Sure enough, it came to hit the gate of Jusheng Mountain.

"What a courage!"

The old nine mobilized his whole body mana and poured it into the formation.

——

The feeling of anxiety in Zhuang Ming's heart grew stronger.

He already understood what was going on, and immediately spoke out.

"Brother!"

Zhuang Ming lifted his mana and shouted: "I am thirteen! I am Zhuang Ming!"

The sound spreads in all directions, up to the sky, and down everywhere.

The rolling sound is like thunder.

——

Gather in the holy mountain.

The old nine was about to cut this sword out.

But I heard such a sound.

Immediately startled.

Even when he saw his face changed.

The outsiders are sinister, and they do everything by dirty means.

Is someone pretending to be thirteen? Still someone caught thirteen?

"Who is it bad for you to pretend to be my thirteenth junior brother?"

The old Ninth Yun lifted up his magic power and shouted: "My junior, the dantian was damaged in the early years, and there is no way to repair it in the world. He has broken the path of cultivation and stopped at the realm of nourishing vitality. You dignified true profound monk, did the same? "

Not to mention that the thirteen dantian has been damaged and the road to practice has been broken. Even when it is intact, in the gathering of the holy mountain, practicing with peace of mind, in just six or seven years, most of it is at the peak of the Taoist seal, and at most it is pure energy. Together, you can refine the Dadao Jindan.

But this person outside is clearly a great monk of the true mystery series!

How could it be thirteen?

"Eat my sword!"

——

Zhuang Ming is outside the mountain gate.

The throbbing in my heart got worse.

The sword energy in the interior has almost overflowed beyond the mountain gate.

Zhuang Ming stabbed all over, as if he was under the sharp edges of countless sharp weapons.

"Crap! Senior Brother Nine doesn't believe me!"

"Sword Qi is about to burst out!"

"What should I do?"

Zhuang Ming was sweating coldly, and suddenly he had an idea in his heart, and shouted loudly: "When you were twenty-three years old, the girl who was pleased in your heart was the youngest woman disguised as a man!"

——

Gather in the holy mountain.

Old Jiu's hand moved suddenly.

His face flushed instantly.

At the peak of his Taoist seal, he missed the lost childhood sweetheart day and night. He was restless, unable to condense his energy, and could not condense the golden core for a long time.

In that year, his childhood sweetheart ~www.wuxiahere.com~ finally came to him.

He poured out all his thoughts and thoughts on the happy girl.

Then the girl became the youngest Tang Tianying.

That day, he stopped all his thoughts.

When the love thread was cut off that night, the golden core was condensed.

"Are you really thirteen?"

"Replace it like a fake!" a voice came from outside.

"Thirteen, how could you..." Old Jiu looked surprised.

"Senior Brother Nine, don't gossip, take the sword energy first." Zhuang Ming's voice was full of eagerness.

"I……"

Lao Jiu's complexion changed suddenly, watching the gushing sword aura, he took a breath and shouted, "I can't hold it anymore!"