The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

"what?"

　　 Nie plane color changes slightly.

　　 He thought this young man had a superficial level of cultivation, and he was just a mortal, and he could easily kill him.

　　 At this moment, the young man suddenly opened his mouth and burst out a white light, like a white sword!

　　 Jianguang and sharp!

　　 contains sword intent!

　　 is superior to the Taoism of the upper layers of the Dao Yin!

　　 is actually three points more powerful than the crossbow arrows shot by the five crossbow beds!

　　 But this is still not enough to kill him!

　　 "Broken!"

　　 Nie Ping's eyes were cold, and he reached out a little.

　　 This seemingly sharp sword light.

　　 was suddenly broken by him!

　　 Then he raised his hand again and wanted to kill Zhuang Ming again!

　　 And Zhuang Ming raised his head, slightly mocking in his eyes.

　　 Nie Ping's heart suddenly stunned.

　　 Huff!

　　 The body protection mana that surrounds the body easily breaks away!

　　 His back hurts suddenly!

　　 seems to have been chopped a few times!

　　 He opened his mouth, and there was a shadow that enveloped him.

　　——

　　 "I never thought of killing you with this sword, nor did I think about using this sword to protect myself, just stop you for a moment."

　　 Zhuang Ming exhaled a long breath, only feeling empty and weak in his body.

　　 The infuriating energy accumulated for many days burst out.

　　 In the atrium, it was exhausted.

　　 Only the pubic area is Qicheng Zhenqi.

　　 He burst out the sword, just thinking of delaying a little.

　　Sure enough, even if he has the sword intent of gathering the white sage of the holy mountain.

　　 But after all, the true energy is too weak, the way is too shallow, and the savings time is not long enough.

　　 Although this sword is powerful, it still cannot hurt the real Jindan.

　　 can only slow down the opponent's coming.

　　 It's just such a delay, the ending is set.

　　——

　　 "Asshole..."

　　 Nie Ping lowered his head.

　　The dragon claw pinched him.

　　 And the claws pierced his viscera.

　　 The dragon's supernatural power, the dragon claws are sharp, easily, ripped his mana power and penetrated his body.

　　 His eyes are full of unwillingness.

　　 He was originally full of spirits and walked the world. The reason why he came here was only to surrender a horse, not to die.

　　 And this dragon is indeed the same as previously estimated. It has become a big monster, lower than itself.

　　 But why did he end up here, but he was here and killed himself?

　　 "The cultivation base is higher, but the strength is stronger."

　　 Zhuang Ming said flatly: "Strength is the key to victory, not the only one."

　　 The level of cultivation is not the same as the level of combat power.

　　 In ordinary martial arts, being strong does not mean invincible.

　　 Strength, skills, physical fitness, time and location, etc., can all be the reasons for determining the outcome.

　　 Unless the difference in cultivation level is too large, causing a force to drop by ten guilds.

　　 But at the same level, even though Nie Ping is higher than the Jiaolong's cultivation level, it is not enough to form a force to suppress the ten guilds.

Nie Ping, who has practiced for more than a hundred years, is a real golden pill. Although he is powerful and can perform all his skills, he is not as detailed as Zhuang Mingyun who can make the dragons come. He can calculate all his powers and use them carefully. Go to every useful aspect, so as to fully play.

　　 It's not that Nie Ping is too foolish. It's just that as a practitioner, he is focused on building roads, only seeking breakthroughs in cultivation, instead of focusing on the application of fighting techniques.

After all, when he spends time and studies the way of fighting, he can use his mana to the fullest...Perhaps the energy and time spent in this is enough to make him further cultivate, so as to break the law with force and become stronger .

　　 "This seat... is not convinced..."

　　 Nie Ping opened his mouth, and the blood couldn't stop pouring out.

He is unwilling. Although his cultivation is not equivalent to combat power, this dragon is indeed not inferior to himself by virtue of his strong body, but he has used the Dao-burning Dafa with his heart and fire, and his strength is stronger. of.

But from the beginning, he was poisoned unknowingly. Although the toxicity was too small for him, he could refine the toxicity in a flash, but when he was refining, he was injured by the dragon and lost the first time. The machine is downwind.

　　 followed by Feng Shui general trend, almost like an array of help.

　　 Then there are five mundane crossbow beds, constantly harassing!

　　 He is better than Jiaolong.

　　 was defeated because of these three.

　　 Poison, Feng Shui, Crossbow Arrow.

　　 These three are all mundane external forces, and they are not in the eyes of him, a real person above the world.

　　 But evenly matched, regardless of the situation, this slight mundane external force has become the last straw to overwhelm him, allowing the dragon to defeat him.

　　 If it were not for external forces, how could he lose?

　　 How can he fail based on ability alone.

　　 噗嗤!

　　 Jiaolong made a claw, and with more force, the tip of the claw penetrated him through.

　　 Zhuang Ming looked plain, and said: "External force is also force, like your magic weapon. As long as you can use force and turn it into your own use, it is the ability. What are you still not convinced?"

　　 Nie Ping's eyes gradually dimmed.

　　 Being able to borrow strength is the ability.

　　 If this dragon is just a monster in the mountains, there is no such wisdom to use.

　　 But it can use the power of the mundane to cooperate with this disabled young man, which shows that it is extremely intelligent, far higher than the ordinary monster.

　　 Lingzhi Minghui is also its ability.

　　 What else is there to refuse?

　　 It's just... after all, I'm still unwilling.

　　 This real man who was about to surrender his mount, died, only sighed, his breath gradually lowered.

　　 At this moment, there was a blazing light in his eyes.

　　 Even if it is death, it cannot be so humiliated!

　　 Just when he was running the golden core!

　　 There was a sudden emptiness!

　　 Nie Ping raised his head, opened his mouth, his pupils dilated.

　　The golden pill has been taken out by the dragon's claws from his pubic area.

　　——

　　 "The unity of spirit, energy and spirit, based on mana and seal, is the golden core, eternal and immortal, and perfect harmony."

　　 Zhuang Ming looked at the golden core with fiery eyes.

　　 But his heart moved.

　　 Jiaolong opened his mouth.

　　 The golden pill was swallowed by the dragon.

　　 Although it is not comparable to the divine stone transformed by the dragon eyes, it is also a rare treasure in the world.

　　If the dragon is greedy, it will eat the heavens.

　　 Within the heavens, as long as there is spiritual energy, there is nothing inedible or inedible.

　　All food can be transformed into one's own use!

　　 Get this golden pill, Jiaolong will refine it, and the cultivation base will be higher.

"at last……"

　　 Zhuang Ming sat down and closed his eyes slightly.

　　 But my heart still throbs.

　　 Zhen Qi is still turbulent.

　　 He still feels uneasy.

　　 He frowned gradually.

　　 "The variables have been settled, why are they still so throbbing?"

　　 Zhuang Ming felt awe-inspiring.

　　 Dongsheng Dynasty belonged to the blessed land of the Holy Mountain, and apart from him, there were no practitioners.

　　 Nie Ping is a character who shouldn't have appeared outside this world, and is a variable in his layout plan.

　　 This person is an overseas practitioner, and he has a little knowledge of the blessed land of the holy mountain, and it is also unpredictable to hear about the dragon.

　　 But after Song Tianyuan's changes in Xuancheng, he prepared for a rainy day.

　　 This fairy-like existence, the person who came was bad, and he dared to offend the villa, and was killed by him.

　　 He killed the enemy.

　　 suppressed the earthly world again.

　　 Why are you still upset?

　　 "Is it impossible..."

　　 He opened his eyes, his eyes burning.

　　 The calamity is in double?

　　 There are two variables?

　　Isn't the only one who came after hearing the news?

　　 He stretched out his hand, and immediately saw that the Jiaolong instantly became smaller and fell into his hand.

　　 Nie Ping’s corpse fell into the pond.

　　 A moment passed.

　　 The throbbing in his heart became stronger and stronger.

　　 It seems that the calamity is getting closer.

　　 Others only feel throbbing, but they feel no threat.

　　 was the body of the dragon, with a wide perception, and gradually felt that the crisis was already near.

　　 Zhuang Ming took a deep breath, moved slightly in his mind, and suddenly threw the dragon up.

　　 Suddenly the wind and clouds gathered, the dragon stretched its long body, climbed into the sky, and looked down on the common people.

　　 "The respected driver is visiting, why not show up?"

　　——

　　 The wind and clouds gather, and the dragon and dragon are roaming.

　　 a hundred li radius, the panoramic view.

　　 In Zhongding Mansion, where Yaocheng is located.

　　 I saw an old man in Taoist robe, walking like wind, coming from overseas, passing by Yaocheng, after only a moment, he walked slowly towards Zhongwangshan.

　　 He has a slight breath, rather inconspicuous.

　　 But when the dragon flew into the sky, his eyes showed divine light, he looked up, and landed on the dragon after tens of miles.

　　 And Jiaolong also sensed the prying eyes, and looked at the old man in an instant.

　　——

　　 "A strong and prosperous dragon."

　　The old man in the road robe showed some emotion.

　　 He condensed his breath and came from behind, but he didn't expect it to be exposed so easily.

　　 In desperation, he patted lightly, and the breeze made him volley into the air.

　　 dozens of miles away, in a moment.

　　 At his feet, it is already Zhongwang Mountain.

　　 The almost ruin-like Qianlong Villa is shocking.

　　 The battle like a fairy god, there is a powerful force remaining.

　　——

　　 Zhuang Ming looked as usual, he stretched out his hand.

　　 The dragon fell from the clouds and turned into a long stretch of Zhang Xu. It hovered around him, raised the dragon's head, and looked at the old man.

　　 "In today's world, it was thought that practitioners would be extinct, but I did not think that today, one after another, there will be a real person of the golden core level who will arrive."

　　 Zhuang Ming smiled slightly and looked forward.

　　 Jiaolong opened his mouth and vomited.

　　 The wind blew up suddenly.

　　 Clean up the mess.

　　 The fragments of the stone table were condensed into one.

　　 "Please sit down."

　　 Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand and invited.

　　The old way slowly fell, standing with his hands behind.

　　——

　　 on the mountainside.

　　 "How come another one?"

　　 "These fairy gods with great magic power have never been only in the legend, how come one after another today."

　　 "What about the fairy god? Didn't the Dragon Lord Shicai also slaughter one?"

　　 "Heavenly God Crossbow is ready!"

　　 "There are not many crossbow arrows."

　　 Liu Quan whispered: "There were not many crossbow arrows collected that day. Many of them were shot just now, and they were all ashes. There are less than 20 left."

　　 Luhe's complexion changed slightly, and he said solemnly, "I'll talk about it after shooting."

　　As a master of martial arts, he also has great vision.

　　 Although it is a power beyond the mundane world.

　　 But he can still see that Tianji God Crossbow is not the key to victory.

　　 The key is Long Jun's power!

　　 The middle-aged man from Shicai is evenly matched with the power of the dragon.

　　 The general geomantic trend of Qianlong Villa and the Heavenly Jigsaw Crossbow are the help of Lean Yulong.

　　 Even though the assistance is not strong, it is even a trivial force for the existence of such a fairy **** series.

　　 But if the situation is evenly matched, Long Jun can win!

　　 "If this old man is better than the right man, there will be a hundred heavenly crossbows, which are of no use."

　　 "If this old man is weaker than Longjun, the Heavenly Jigsaw Crossbow will not matter."

　　 "The Tianji God Crossbow is in the world, it is frightening to hear, but in the face of such characters, its effectiveness is minimal. It only disturbs the opponent and allows Long Jun to get a little help."

　　 Luhe tilted his head slightly and replied: "Since there are not many crossbow arrows left, you can act accordingly, I will go down the mountain."

　　 Even though the strength of the martial arts master is still mundane in this level of competition, at least it is not weak, and guarding the side of the son is not necessarily useless.

　　——

　　 Within the ruins of the villa.

　　 The two sit opposite each other.

　　 across the empty stone table.

　　 The stone table has been extremely clean after the power of mana.

　　 The flowers in the courtyard were also destroyed.

　　 There is no "soothing" fragrance here.

　　 The old man is looking at Zhuang Ming, and more is looking at the dragon.

　　 And Zhuang Ming is also looking at each other.

　　 Over the past few years, dressed in Taoist costumes, he has a childlike appearance and looks like a fairy and a fairy.

　　 Although the aura is restrained, the Jiaolong can still sense it, and its cultivation base is even higher than that of Nie Ping.

　　 Even, this old way has paid a great price compared to the rising of the flames, and Nie Ping, who has improved his strength, is even higher.

　　 At this moment, the Heavenly Jigsaw Crossbow must not have many arrows, and most of the villa is destroyed, and the circulation of water has gradually dissipated. The benefits of Feng Shui have also gone out of ten.

　　 "Senior from overseas?"

　　 "Exactly."

　　 "Also because of the dragon?"

　　 "Not bad."

　　 Old Dao's eyes moved away from Jiaolong, and he fell on the young man who looked at the young man. He moved his gaze downwards, and across the stone table, he saw his **** legs.

　　 Zhuang Ming looks as usual, his legs are disabled, it is a fact.

　　 It's just that, at this moment, what he thought of was still the fate, and he couldn't help sighing.

　　Dongsheng Dynasty, due to the gathering of the holy mountain and the blessed land, had very little exchanges with overseas, which was considered to be closed.

　　He raised the dragon and defeated more than 20,000 Zhennan army. This incident was like a fantasy, and the government began to suppress such comments. In the territory of the Dongsheng Dynasty, it is not necessarily widely spread.

　　 But the Dongsheng Dynasty was so closed, but the matter still spread overseas.

　　 and in a short time, it reached the ears of two major practitioners.

　　 then attracted two Jindan real people.

　　 Of course, for Zhuang Ming, there is no impermeable wall in the world, no matter how closed, but as long as there is communication with the outside world, it will spread overseas, which is not so incredible. The real Jindan has a very high cultivation level and strong perception. It is not impossible to walk on the sea and perceive the talk of ordinary people.

　　 He originally thought, after all, this is the blessed place of gathering the sacred mountain, and practitioners dare not set foot.

　　 But these two Jindan real people are so bold, they have heard the stories of the dragons from mortals and dared to set foot on the Holy Mountain for a rumor.

　　 The one just now was because he didn’t know the blessed land of the Holy Mountain.

　　 And this one, I am afraid that he will take risks and take risks.

　　 How can it be so if it's not a catastrophe?

　　——

　　 "I heard of this place, there was a dragon that was raised by one person."

The old Dao slowly said: "I thought that this person is also a cultivator. I didn't expect it, but it was just the beginning of the true spirit... I don't know whether you control the dragon or take orders from the dragon, but you know that this is the Holy Mountain Blessed land?"

　　 Zhuang Ming looked strange upon hearing this.

　　 He heard this tone quite familiar.

　　 is like the tone that I used to shock the real Nie Ping just now?

　　 At this moment, Zhuang Ming's expression remained unchanged, but he nodded and said: "I heard it slightly."

　　 The old Tao said slowly, gently tapping the stone table in front of him.

　　 "Gather in the blessed land of the holy mountain, forbid foreign practitioners to set foot, otherwise, they will be cut!"

　　 "In the opinion of the old man, this dragon should be in this blessed land. It has the opportunity to transform, and it can barely be regarded as native."

　　 "But even so, the existence that was born in the blessed land of the sacred mountain, beyond the world, is also incompatible with the sacred mountain."

　　 "Foreign practitioners will be killed by the Holy Mountain of Jusheng! In the blessed land, those who practice themselves must also withdraw from the Holy Mountain of Jusheng. If they do not retreat, they will be unavoidable!"

"It is reasonable to say that you and this dragon are already in the ranks of cultivation. If you are self-cultivation and not an outsider, now you can escape from the blessed place of the holy mountain, or you can save your life, but it shouldn't be absolutely. The dragon swept across the armies, and you use this force to shock the mundane dynasty."

　　 "As a result, it has violated the order of the Holy Mountain."

　　 "If you gather at the sacred mountain and notice, I am afraid that neither you nor the dragon will escape the calamity."

　　 Old Tao said slowly, stroking his beard slightly, his expression solemn.

　　 Zhuang Ming suddenly laughed, and asked: "What kind of method can seniors have to save me in this dangerous situation?"

Lao Dao slowly said: "The old man comes from the Taiyuan Sect of the Tianyufudi, and has always been in good relationship with Jusheng Mountain. If you and the flood dragon want to survive, you will entrust the flood dragon to the old...If this flood dragon belongs to my Taiyuanzong mountain guard Divine beasts, relying on Taiyuanzong’s friendship with the two families of Jushengshan, may be able to open the net and save their lives."

　　 Zhuang Ming said lightly: "Senior means~www.wuxiahere.com~ I must let the dragon surrender to you?"

　　 The old Dao caressed his beard: "It is not the old man who wants to surrender the dragon, but the old man is helping you."

　　 Zhuang Ming said calmly: "But seeing seniors, it seems that I can't protect myself."

　　 Old Dao's hand suddenly froze.

　　 Zhuang Ming said calmly: "Senior knows that this is the blessed land of gathering holy mountains?"

　　 The old Taoist hand slowly lowered, his face gradually changing.

　　 "In the blessed land of the holy mountain, no foreign practitioners are allowed to set foot!"

　　 "Regardless of the senior's identity and the immortal school of origin, he is still a foreigner, and once he is inspected by the holy mountain, he cannot escape a sword."

　　 "So, how can senior help me?"

　　 Zhuang Ming said calmly, his dantian Zhen Qi revolved and gradually entered the atrium.

　　 The complexion of the old road became more and more ugly.

　　 "You are not an ordinary practitioner."

　　The old Taoist groaned slightly and said, "Who are you?"

　　 Zhuang Ming looked solemn, and said: "The thirteenth true disciple of Bai Shengjun from Jusheng Mountain, Zhuang Ming."

　　 The voice fell, his eyes condensed, and he suddenly shot.

　　 A wisp of white air, condensed like a sword.

　　 rush straight to the old door!

　　 Hunyuan Yiqi Sword!