The sound of the dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth. At this moment, Ao Liu was almost in a state of risking his life, and the same was true for Ling Miao Gong. Fighting at home, the earth gods had a considerable degree of blessing, not to mention that the anger in their hearts was almost completely uncontrollable -

The battle is a matter of life and death!

It wasn't an open fight at all, and cultivation was just the basics.

Some people may not be able to give their all even if they have the strength they need; while some people will give their all even if it means risking their lives.

What cultivation provides is the vital energy of heaven and earth mobilized when the innate Qi is in operation.

It is the control of one's own body.

But it depends on the mastery of the cloud seal, the restraint between the methods known, whether the martial arts are proficient, whether the magic weapon is powerful, and whether the supernatural power is mysterious.

The right time, place, people, and even temperament, whether one is fearless or timid, will directly affect the success or failure of the fight. At this moment, Ao Liu almost completely burned all the dragon's blood in his body. He attacked suddenly, and his dragon claws were almost as big as a mountain, grabbing directly at the man.

It was silent.

The speed of this move is much faster than the sound.

Layer upon layer of clouds exploded and were repelled outwards, and then they were stacked together layer by layer.

The aftermath alone is enough to destroy the physical body of a practitioner at the level of innate Qi.

Because the extremely high speed naturally attracted the vitality of heaven and earth, such a move was equivalent to a great supernatural power. The man's face suddenly changed, and he crossed his arms to block this fierce move. Ao Liu's dragon claws tapped lightly, and thunder ran on the dragon scales. He used himself as a traction and used a move of [Self-Sacrifice Thunder] to kill the man.

The original armor seemed to be tempered by auspicious clouds, but it was shattered by him at this moment. The man's originally handsome face became distorted. He wanted to struggle, but the dragon lineage was far superior to the practitioners of any other clans in terms of strength. What's more, Ao Liu was still furious at this moment, and his strength was so great that he couldn't break free in an instant.

“Good death!!!”

As Lord Ling Miao roared angrily, the knife had already arrived, brushing past Ao Liu's dragon armor and directly chopped the man's shoulder.

The armor on his body was able to resist the brutal blow.

A red cloud burst out.

But even he, who was being surrounded and attacked by two earth gods who were now bursting with power close to that of a True Lord, still felt powerless. He swayed and half-knelt on the ground.

The man wanted to struggle, but was directly entangled by Ao Liu's circling dragon, and his soul was directly grasped by the dragon claws. He could not control his true body. The knife in Ling Miao Gong's hand was more than a thousand meters long. It was not that it could not be bigger, but because it was in the best state to take into account speed and moves at the moment. At this moment, his right hand was loosened, and the tail end of the long-handled sword in his hand slammed heavily to the ground.

With a loud bang, the energy dissipated like clouds, and the heavy weapon seemed to loosen a little, allowing the man's body to relax.

The blade chopped off his shoulder, and the long handle pressed against the ground, forming a triangle with the half-kneeling body.

Ling Miaogong's face seemed to become furious.

Stroking his beard, he lifted his right foot.

Under the man's suddenly frozen gaze, he ruthlessly stepped directly on the hilt of the knife in the middle of the triangular structure. A loud bang exploded, but that was not an illusion. It was not Ling Miao Gong's right foot that was smashing down at this moment - he was the god of the earth, the lord of the mountain gods in Zhongzhou. His rage at this moment was equivalent to the weight of all the mountains in Zhongzhou being increased simultaneously.

Then, they fell together!

Moving mountains and filling the sea is not just a simple and vain trick.

That is a terrifying secret skill that can subdue immortals and become a god!

With one kick, the weight of the entire Zhongzhou mountains and rivers turned into a concept and was poured fiercely into the blade.

The sword almost let out a roar like the roar of a dragon or a tiger.

The man roared: "Mr. Ling Miao, how dare you!!!"

The sound instantly turned into a scream. It was the simplest move. The greater the strength, the more powerful the move was.

The weight of thousands of mountains in Zhongzhou directly hit the handle of the knife.

In an instant, the destructive power of this sword directly reached its extreme force.

There was no resistance at all.

The immortal armor and the entire right arm were chopped off by the blade!

His face turned pale and twisted in an instant, his left hand supporting the ground. He had deliberately let himself be captured and laid prone on the ground, in order to touch the ground with his palm and attract the two men over. However, he had never expected that Ling Miaogong, the god of the land in Zhongzhou, would show a ruthlessness and determination that was different from his expression, and directly brought in the concept of all the mountains in Zhongzhou.

He pressed his palm on the ground and roared angrily, causing the remaining evil energy of many evil demons in the entire Zhongzhou to explode.

Looks ferocious.

Ao Liu neither retreated nor avoided, while Ling Miaogong's pupils shrank slightly, and he retreated with the knife in hand to protect himself.

He is not a dragon.

A monster whose young can bathe in the lava of an underwater volcano.

But after the man's long roar, nothing happened. Even Ao Liu, who was determined to take the attack, was stunned. The man murmured, "Gone? How is it possible? How is it possible... How is it possible!"

"The effect of the altar is to draw a sword, which can only slay demons at best, but where is the remaining demonic miasma?"

"Where did their flesh and blood go?!"

“Where did it go!!!”

"What kind of unorthodox magic is this!!!"

But no matter how frightened and angry he was, his plan to directly detonate the flesh and blood and miasma and use the noise to force back Ling Miao Gong and Ao Liu had failed. He could only forcibly break away from Ao Liu, allowing Him to tear off large pieces of his Dharma body, and he tried to escape in a desperate situation.

…

Lian Yang Sword is rarely so honest.

Very honest.

Did not participate in the fight at the True Lord level.

But this honesty was not due to its change in temperament, but due to other reasons. Qi Wuhuo used it to strike the sword, and with the support of Fa Tian Xiang Di's tremendous magic power, the sword directly turned into half a blood river. Even the flesh and blood of many demons seemed to be swallowed by the sword and sank into the blood river.

Not even the slightest trace of evil miasma remained, as if the creature was starving to death, accepting everything without being picky.

Swallowed it all.

Then Fa Tian Xiang Di's magical power was broken.

The Lianyang Sword, which was enjoying its meal, was beaten back to its original form.

At this moment, the sword was faintly stained with a trace of blood. Leaning against the young Taoist, Qi Wuhuo stretched out his hand to touch the sword. He saw that the blood on the sword was clear, but only a trace of it, as if it had swallowed the corpses and flesh of millions of demons in one gulp, but only restored the sword a little bit.

The young Taoist priest could hardly imagine what the sword would look like when it recovered to its full strength.

It seems that only the sword that can shatter all demons with one sword can unleash the power of this sword.

But Lianyang Sword doesn't seem to be feeling well now.

Whistling slightly.

It was just like he had been hungry for a thousand and eight hundred years. When he followed Lu Chunyang, he could only eat tofu mixed with green onions. Then he was hungry for another hundred years and couldn't even eat some millet porridge. He wanted to take a bite of everyone he saw. When he was about to go crazy with hunger, he was suddenly given a heavy meal.

The sword is obvious.

I ate too much.

The bloody halo just wouldn't dissipate.

After eating too much, the sword lost its original arrogance and madness.

He looked like someone lying on a recliner basking in the sun after a full meal. He was too lazy to even participate in the battle above the sky. When facing Qi Wuhuo, his hostility also faded. However, the young Taoist suddenly felt the mirror vibrate slightly, which came from the Beidi's mirror lighting up.

But this time the contact did not come from the Arctic Exorcism House.

After swallowing the evil energy, the Lianyang Sword did not refine it. It seemed that it was only interested in killing and blood. Therefore, the demonic miasma and other indigestible things were naturally expelled by it, but were swallowed by the mirror again. At this moment, the mirror was glowing slightly, and things related to the Northern Emperor seemed to be more or less related to exorcising evil spirits.

Before, this ancient mirror was just an ordinary object, covered with rust.

It was only after Qi Wuhuo came into contact with the Arctic Exorcism Institute that the mirror began to have several different auras.

It was different this moment. It seemed that the movement of swallowing and killing these evil creatures had revived the mirror.

The young Taoist saw the mirror emitting layers of soft light, and the rust finally disappeared completely.

Qi Wuhuo only felt a pain in his wrist, and his blood fell onto the mirror.

Or it could be said that this ancient mirror, which had been silent in the Altair for a long time, took the initiative to choose the person in front of it.

The ancient mirror has changed and is no longer the same as before.

The mirror is eight inches long. The back of the ancient mirror shows an image of a crouching Qilin. Surrounding the Qilin are four directions, with tortoises, dragons, phoenixes and tigers arranged in the four directions. Outside the four directions are eight trigrams, and outside the trigrams are twelve zodiac signs. The true forms of the twelve zodiac signs are revealed in them. Outside the zodiac signs, twenty-four characters are placed around the outline. The style of the writing is like official script, and the strokes are complete, which is exactly the spiritual pattern.

At this moment, only a slight light was shining on the mirror, while all the strange phenomena on the back were dim.

Never recovered.

Apart from the change in appearance, there is nothing special.

The young Taoist simply wore the mirror around his waist as he always did.

The Arctic Exorcist House has not yet been contacted.

This was a catastrophe that covered the entire world, not just the Shenwu Dynasty Jiuzhou where he was from. Without him, all the warriors of the Arctic Exorcism Institute were fighting on the front line of the battlefield.

At this moment, the fighting above the sky has reached its limit.

Because he had never expected the existence of such a mysterious thing as the Lianyang Sword, the man seemed to be in a very embarrassing state. He had already collapsed from the posture of the Dharmakaya True Body, and his right arm was also broken. Just when he felt that it was difficult, he heard a dragon roar. It was another blue dragon circling over. The man's eyes flashed, and he flew straight to the young Dragon King who came to help after resolving the disaster in the water area, and said:

"My friend, it's me, it's me!"

"Your best friend Yue Lianqing!"

"Your father and Lord Ling Miao were bewitched and suddenly attacked me!"

"Please try to persuade them. If there are any problems or misunderstandings, we can discuss them in detail!"

Yue Lianqing quickly approached the young Canglong, and although he looked like he had lost one arm, he was actually attacking him brazenly, wanting to capture him. However, Canglong did not retreat or evade. Yue Lianqing sneered in his heart, thinking that he was still so easy to trust others. No wonder he had such a disaster...

But when a palm fell, I felt something was wrong!

The power of the water veins representing the position of the Dragon King of Jinghe River was used to resist this move!

He...is already the Dragon King of Jinghe River?

He went there by himself?!

He is just like this...

Yue Lianqing's thoughts were delayed for a moment. He looked up and saw that the blue dragon had transformed into a young man. His face was pale, but his eyes seemed to be burning with fire. He deliberately took his blow and stabbed his abdomen with his dragon claws. He said, "You thief, you deserve to die!!!"

Ao Wulie was covered in wounds, his armor was damaged, and even his spear had fallen out of his hand and broken, but he rushed over in a hurry.

Obviously, in that difficult fight just now.

As the Dragon King of Jinghe River, he rushed to the front.

When a person no longer evades his responsibilities, he reaches true adulthood.

Yue Lianqing murmured. The attacks of Lingmiao Gong and Ao Liu were coming. The fairy armor on his body blocked the last move for him. He tried to escape in three directions, but was finally hit hard and fell down. Ao Liu, Lingmiao Gong and Ao Wulie each occupied a position, so he was accidentally hit in the direction of the young Taoist.

What a miserable situation. What a miserable situation.

Yue Lianqing had a broken arm and a ferocious look on his face. He had never thought that there would be such a huge mistake in his calculations!

Why!

Why is there such a sudden change?!

Why did those people fight to the death?

Why don't the monks retreat! Why don't the Taoists surrender! Why do the soldiers fight to the death!

Ao Wulie, why did you suddenly change your temper?

Why, why?

The most important thing is, where did that young Taoist priest come from?

Who created this person!

He stood up coughing, and his armor dispersed and turned into a large red cloud, revealing his true form, looking quite embarrassed.

The young Taoist's pupils contracted violently.

The more clear.

Wearing black and red dragon clothes.