"Sister, is she?"
Hearing the word "A Xin" and the other party's men's clothing wearing a bamboo hat, Qingyun also had some guesses and couldn't help but ask while wiping his forehead.
"Yes, she is Hongchenke, the leader of the Four Great Immortals, and Jiang Liuer's master."
Xiao Luoyi replied lightly, but his eyes followed Hongchenke's back and drifted to Zhizhengtang not far away.
After looking at Bai Zhizheng for a moment, he looked away and stood quietly not far from Qingyun, protecting him.
Thanks to Yuan Anchu who made the young monks from Jiuzhou retreat a thousand feet in advance, the battle scene in which many high-level monks besieged one person can no longer be described as magnificent.
All kinds of spiritual powers, treasures, and weapons, some fell from the sky, some were born out of thin air, and some even hurt their own people.
What's more, a huge and old spiritual tree was sacrificed, with thunder and lightning on it, and electric wires filling it all the time, and it crashed towards the Tianlong in the field.
The energy exploded, and even though they were thousands of feet away, these juniors all felt numb all over from the lightning power.
"Hand over the Qilin Fang and I will spare your life!"
Seeing that the originally overbearing and boundless Tianlong seemed to be tired of resisting, and his body protective spirit shield was becoming weaker and weaker. The three-color dragon sword was protected in front of him, and Yuan Anchu, who was wearing fluttering clothes, said with a fierce look.
In fact, Lao Yuan seems to be very confident, but deep down in his heart, he can be said to be extremely shocked by Tianlong's strength!
Dozens of strong men from the wind-controlling realm and the spirit-returning realm joined forces, but they were unable to break the opponent's body-protecting spirit shield, and even killed many of them by him.
With such strength, even a monk in the late stage of returning to the spirit world can't do it, right?
From this, he was once again glad that he was cautious and careful, and did not become arrogant and capsize in the gutter.
"snort!"
Tianlong, who was dragging the giant thunder and lightning tree with one hand, snorted coldly. The huge dragon claws were filled with golden light, as if just curling his fingers slightly, the giant tree was suddenly crushed to pieces, causing its owner to spurt out blood and fall unconscious in the air.
This was his most direct answer, and it was also the first time that the people who were besieging him thought about retreating.
But what they don't know is that it is better for Tianlong to kill the monks in the Wind Control Realm, but the monks in the Returning Spirit Realm all possess the Yuanling True Fire, and the Tao Principles obtained by not cultivating the inner elixir have great restraint on him. Power.
It's not that he is afraid, but that his soul is suffering from a strong counterattack, which makes it difficult for Tianlong to concentrate on dealing with those returning monks, as if he is scratching the surface.
"Elder Yuan, don't talk nonsense with this old ghost anymore. Not to mention that he is probably the real master of this conspiracy. It is our top priority to seize the Qilin Fang first!"
A powerful man who was also in the Soul Returning Realm shouted first.
"Yes, yes, let's kill this old thing first. That's Qilin Fang!"
"Yes, yes, you think the reason why he is so strong must be the magical effect of Qilin Teeth!"
"Yes, maybe we people can have a destiny!"
Seeing the ugly faces of these ants, hearing in the ears that the ants actually regarded the majestic and true spirit Tianlong as a lamb to be slaughtered, Tianlong's face showed a bit of ferocity for the first time.
There seemed to be white smoke coming out from under his nose, which showed that this eons-old overlord of heaven and earth was really angry, so he exposed his gleaming fangs and said with an angry smile:
"Ha! Okay! Okay! Okay!"
After saying hello three times in a row, Tianlong's originally cold aura began to be filled with rich blood, and finally he raised his head to the sky and screamed wildly again. The blond man let out a terrifying dragon roar that made people palpitate!
But this time the dragon's chant contains two very clear words:
"Kneel down!"
Boom~
The boundless dragon energy burst out, and he no longer cared about the tremors in his soul, crazily activating the unawakened true spirit power in Feixing's body.
The same as before, those human monks who were still arrogant in the sky fell to the ground one after another, and they were stunned, but what frightened them was still behind!
Including Yuan Anchu, the bodies of these people were no longer under his control. They stood up uniformly and then bowed down to the only golden figure in the field.
Those with weaker cultivation even performed the great ceremony of bowing to the ground!
It seems like thousands of people are coming to the DPRK!
Looking at the struggling expressions of the ants trying to stand up but being unable to do so, Tianlong felt as if he had returned to thousands of years ago.
In a good mood, he walked slowly to a monk in the Soul Returning Realm and asked softly:
"Is that lightning-struck wood just now yours?"
"I…"
This person first fainted because his life treasure was destroyed. After falling to the ground, he finally woke up, but he got up and knelt down because of the dragon's power. He hadn't finished saying the word "I", and he hadn't even figured out what the situation was. His head was ruthlessly ripped off by Tianlong.
Fortunately, this powerful man was very thoughtful and knew that he might have been possessed by some evil spell. He was already prepared to give up his body at any time. Anyway, there were many juniors present, so it was not impossible to find someone to seize the body and be reborn.
But what horrified him was yet to come. Even though his physical body was destroyed, his soul was still unable to escape, and he kept kneeling down and worshiping the terrifying senior in front of him!
"You don't need me anymore, you're very good at thunder, right?"
Looking at the frightened expression of this person's soul, Tianlong smiled faintly and pinched him in his claws with a single move.
"Then let me show you what real thunder is."
After saying that, Tianlong used his hand to make a point and directly turned the man's body into powder, and the powder turned into a palm-sized bloody dragon under his control.
However, this bloody dragon seemed to ignite spontaneously, bursts of fire suddenly appeared on its body, but it was suppressed and extinguished by the golden light pointed by Tianlong's frowning eyebrows.
"Yuan Ling True Fire really has some skills."
After saying that, he looked at the frightened soul in his claws as if it was about to collapse on its own, held it in the blood dragon's mouth, and said with a smile:
"Go and have a good experience, you don't have much time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tianlong put on a terrifying yet warm smile and threw it into the sky casually like a bird. He saw the blood dragon flying to the top of the broken body with the soul that was still kneeling in obeisance. The golden seal opened.
Everyone who was kneeling and worshiping could not raise their heads, but the pitiful howl of the soul was clearly transmitted into everyone's mind through their spiritual consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, there was a rumble above the head, and a faint blue light was reflected on the ground. Different from the lightning that struck the tree before, this kind of thunder was no longer a simple electric wire, but:
"Thunder Tribulation!"
These two words popped up in everyone's mind.
"Hahaha, remember, all your former immortals will kneel down and worship me when they see me. It is an honor for you to worship me."
Accompanied by the explosion of thunder and the howl of annihilation, there was also the joyful voice of Tianlong.
But the more invisible it is to the naked eye, the more fearful it is in people's hearts, just as only the monks who have returned to the spiritual realm know the true power of the thunder tribulation, and those juniors are not as frightened as the powerful ones.
Similarly, Yuan Anchu also frowned, and cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead on the back of his hands.
As he knelt on the ground, veins popped out all over his body, and his temples were already swollen extremely fiercely. The soul in the divine palace seemed to be kowtowing and roaring unwillingly.
Old Yuan could feel that his Yuanling True Fire was tenaciously resisting the opponent's weird spiritual power and inexplicable aura, and it was very effective, but this old thief was really too powerful.
This seemingly fundamental strength even made Yuan Anchu, who had a tenacious Taoist heart, despair.
"Gui Ling Ninth Level Heaven doesn't have this ability, right? Is it possible that he is really an immortal from the upper world?"
Although he knew that the other party's soul was not stable and his power was like a tree without roots, but if he really wanted to die together, I am afraid that his whole group would have to deal with it here.
Trying his best to inject spiritual power into the Burning Spirit Treasure Platform in his dantian, Yuan Anchu's Yuanling True Fire burned more and more intensely. Finally, his left palm supporting the ground could be slightly bent.
Immediately afterwards, the left arm that was originally bleeding seemed to have returned to the control of the soul again. The fallen three-color dragon sword also showed signs of rising into the air, and could even slowly straighten its waist!
"If I make you kneel, your eyes will not be able to see the sky!"
As soon as the golden-gray eyes flashed with divine light, Yuan Anchu let out a painful roar, and then his head crashed to the ground, and his whole body actually fell to the ground!
His left arm flew up and turned into powder, feeling aggrieved and humiliated.
"Okay, my time is limited, so you don't have much time either. Whether you want to pray or beg for mercy, it's up to you!"
Tianlong smiled indifferently, and the golden light of the dragon's claws was revealed. Everywhere he went, limbs and arms were broken, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
And those souls who have lost their bodies are still just like the dead ghost boss who was bathed in thunder and calamity. They are still kneeling to themselves, making the Tianlong strolling in the court look noble and bloody.
The killing begins!
In fact, not only the masters closest to him were oppressed by the dragon's power, but also the juniors thousands of feet away, just like these great masters, all involuntarily kowtowed to the once true spiritual dragon, kowtowing insincerely.
However, there were still a few people in the field who were more or less exempt from the pressure of this vast dragon energy, such as Bai Zhizheng.
His purple micro-polar star body is an extremely rare emperor's body. If Tianlong's dragon power is domineering and represents unquestionable surrender, then he is kingly and represents willing surrender!
Of course, in front of Tianlong who fully demonstrated his remaining strength, Bai Zhizheng, a little ant, was still not able to resist.
However, by absorbing the Ziwei Qi that was fused with part of the dragon's Qi, Bai Ye not only did not kneel down, but even managed to protect the minds of the people behind him from having their Taoist hearts shattered by fear.
Similar to Bai Zhizheng, Qian Wu had his bloodline activated by Tianlong. However, although Fairy Hongying did not kneel down, she was still frightened by the power of the dragon.
But what Qian Wu finds a bit incredible is that Saint Qinglian can actually be exempted from the overbearing dragon power!
Not only was the little fox not affected at all, but he even managed to shuttle among the remaining demon cultivators with ease, treating the injuries caused by the explosion of the white jade pendant for the demons. It was strange and inexplicable!
