The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Hunyuan Yiqi sword!

The method of this sword is to accumulate energy in the atrium.

Although he has no power, he has integrated the so-called demon-suppressing merits that he cannot refine by himself.

And in this instant, his true body has already reached this point, combining the power of the unrefined Wuyuan ancestor Dao Jindan into this sword.

Rely on the sword to open the eternal sword intent!

Borrow the secret method of Hunyuan Yiqi Sword!

In this instant, all this sword was poured out!

This sword is so sharp and sharp!

Even if it is true Xuan Jiu Yin, it is difficult to withstand it!

"Asshole!"

Yang Zhenhe's complexion changed suddenly.

A true profound nine seals as strong as him couldn't help but feel an unspeakable throbbing in his heart.

He already knew that in the Jusheng Mountain, the secrets were uncertain and could not be calculated, and even the perception of good fortune and avoiding evil was deceived, but he heard that the emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty was Zhuang Ming itself, the true dragon itself, and he had no time to think about it. So he wanted to save Zhuang Ming immediately.

But when he helped Zhuang Ming save his life.

But at this moment, such a sword was issued!

A sword capable of killing the great monk at the pinnacle of the True Profound Nine Seals!

——

Although this sword was blocked by the palace formation.

But the prestige of swordsmanship still rushed towards Xiaohan.

The world changes color, and people's hearts are palpitating.

The palace formation seems to be unable to stand the sharp edge.

If Yang Zhenhe avoided the past with this sword, then the formation would be penetrated.

But Yang Zhenhe couldn't avoid this sword.

Within a few minutes, it happened in a flash.

Yang Zhenhe can only resist.

If you can't stop it, you fall.

If you can stop it, you will be seriously injured.

——

Heavenly blessed land, wild land, Longwei tribe.

In the hall.

The real dragon entrenched here has disappeared.

Only Zhuang Ming's only remaining external incarnation stands here.

"Shangyuan’s technique of distracting and transforming the gods has twenty-four phantoms, and I have gathered the blessings of the holy mountain to refine twenty-four external incarnations. This time there is only one, and the twenty-three external incarnations contain The gathering of the Holy Mountain Fuze and the power accumulated in these days have all taken the time to melt into the real body. From then on, the art of distraction and transformation of Shangyuan I have performed, except for this embodiment. Besides, there are only phantoms."

Zhuang Ming sighed.

It is really a great pity for him to lose the Twenty-Three Outer Avatars.

But facing such a crisis, the loss of the Twenty-Three Outer Avatars is not that big.

What's more, among the 23 external incarnations, at least 70% to 80% of the demon merits of Jushengshan Town were truly refined by him.

However, he was not sure that he would be able to kill the peak great cultivator of the True Profound Nine Seals.

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Gathering in the blessed land of the holy mountain, the Dongsheng Dynasty, within the palace formation.

The peak monk, his face pale, his left hand has disappeared.

His temples were scattered and his robes were damaged, making him extremely embarrassed.

In the past thousand years, I have never been so embarrassed.

There is a bronze bell in his right hand, two feet long, but it has split in the middle.

"This seat is Yang Zhenhe, the lord of Yantian Immortal Sect."

He threw the bronze bell away, took a deep breath, and his left hand immediately grew.

At the point of the nine seals of the true mystery, he had an incomparably deep understanding of his own true mystery body, and he already had the ability to regenerate with severed limbs.

It's just that the newborn arm is still a bit illusory.

The expression he looked at Zhuang Ming was full of anger.

"I have never suffered such a loss."

"You have suffered a loss now," Zhuang Ming said.

"well."

Yang Zhenhe suppressed his anger, his expression gradually recovered, and nodded slightly.

Zhuang Ming almost broke out and died before, which is not false.

If Zhuang Ming pretended to be a posture, there was no danger, and he would not help.

But Zhuang Ming’s danger was deliberate.

This junior of the Holy Mountain Gathering, no... this young dragon is more sinister and cunning than he thought.

"It's worthy of being the master of Xianzong, and it's worthy of being a great monk at the peak of the world."

Zhuang Ming sighed as he watched him rebirth with a broken arm.

Earlier, he really put himself to death before attracting the opponent's help, so that he was caught off guard, and was able to pour out all the remaining power of the Profound Ancestor and the demon-suppressing merits that could not be refined, and hit the opponent badly.

This trick is risky, put it to death and live.

But still unable to punish this high peak monk of the true profound nine seals.

"What else do you have?"

Yang Zhenhe said: "The previous sword was your ability to kill the ancestor of the infinite? Now that this sword can't kill this seat, what methods do you have, you can do it all!"

Zhuang Ming sighed softly, and said, "It seems that the driver is gathering at the holy mountain with me, have you figured it out?"

Yang Zhenhe slowly said: "Before this seat came here, you knew nothing, or did you think that this seat walked in the mundane dynasty and gained nothing? After all, this seat is a practitioner who is in charge of the Immortal Sect and is good at calculating the secrets of heaven. The bottom of the holy mountain is well known!"

At present, there are only three people in the gathering sacred mountain, plus Zhuang Ming in front of him. Among them, the highest cultivation base, the third true biography, Tang Tianying, has not appeared yet.

But even if Tang Tianying showed up, he was ultimately no match for the True Profound Nine Seals.

He knew that the True Profound Nine Seals in Dongzhou did not dare to set foot on the Holy Mountain, because he was afraid of the methods left by Saint White against them.

But he has never dealt with Bai Shengjun himself.

It is impossible for Bai Shengjun to leave a means against him.

Even if it was Tang Tianying, it was not in his eyes.

Now the entire inheritance of Jusheng Mountain is not in his eyes.

Only Shicai's sword was indeed unexpected.

But this sword failed to kill him either.

Jusheng Mountain has no power to hurt the existence of the True Profound Nine Seals.

"Does the driver despise me so much?" Zhuang Ming said suddenly.

"You..." Yang Zhenhe was startled.

"The driver came for me, did he forget my identity?" Zhuang Ming said with a pair of hands.

"..."

An unspeakable meaning suddenly rose in Yang Zhenhe's heart.

And at this moment.

Zhuang Ming in front of him suddenly opened his mouth.

In his mouth, a light burst out.

The light grew up in the wind and turned into a real dragon.

This real dragon is 700 feet long, as if covering the sky and the sun.

It is entangled in the air, its scales are crystal-clear, its horns are sharp, its eyes are deep, with the thought of looking down on all beings.

It suddenly probed its claws, and directly grabbed Yang Zhenhe!

Yang Zhenhe's complexion changed slightly, his hands sealed, and he immediately greeted him.

But the true dragon's claws fell like a mountain.

Yang Zhenhe's eight-foot body was crushed into the earth by the mountain-like real dragon claws.

There is no resistance!

"Although you are really profound and nine seals, you were first injured by the national seal, and then severely injured by my sword. It is already half-remaining power. Today Zhuang can't swallow you, and will bite you down!"

In the real dragon's eyes, anger billowed, and the open mouth was like a sea of ​​thunder covering every place in this array.

Although only the body of a true dragon of seven hundred feet, and even though it is only the sixth realm of the Profound Profound Realm, the ancient true dragon and beast, like a young true fairy, has a strong foundation and strong power ~www.wuxiahere.com~ in this cage-like formation Among them, take advantage.

What's more, he also has the seal of true mystery condensed by the five holy mountain gathering techniques.

And there are a large number of magical virtues in the town of Holy Mountain.

The general trend of the national destiny of the Dongsheng dynasty is what the people want.

All kinds of power, all in one.

Today, I will do my best to fight this half-handed peak monk.

Zhuang Ming is still not sure of winning.

But by no means will there be no counterattack.

The real dragon displayed at this moment, facing Yang Zhenhe, the lord of the Yantian Immortal Sect at this moment, has the power to fight!

This battle! Only win! Don't lose!

Shout!

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