Ling Jiuquan's pupils shrank, as if he had lost his soul. He stared blankly at a huge dragon head emerging from the whirlpool, with a majestic aura, full of the aura of a true god.
The dragon's head was all dark and bright. When the dragon's head flew out, the two giant claws under its belly firmly stepped on the mouth of the whirlpool. Then, a dragon roar that echoed throughout the world came from its mouth.
The heaven and earth shook. This was the divine power from ancient times, looking down upon the world.
The real dragon soared, stepping on the fire, and its entire body swam out of the whirlpool. A black dragon with shining lights was completely displayed in front of everyone's sight.
Between the heaven and the earth, everyone held their breath and forgot where they were. There was only a dragon flying in the clouds and mist, shaking the world.
Three thousand years have passed, and now in the Four Classics of Mountains and Seas, the existence of a true god once again appears.
After a few moments of wandering, the black dragon flew past Luo Chengdong and arrived directly opposite Luochengdong. Its red eyes stared at the person in front of him as if judging.
Below, Ling Jiuquan stared at the black dragon. His eyes were full of complex meanings, including unwillingness, nostalgia, pain and sadness.
His hands were trembling in his sleeves, and Ling Jiuquan clenched his fists. His whole person suddenly became gloomy, and his murderous intent poured out, causing several people around him to panic inexplicably.
Yu Qingqing was slightly stunned. She reached out and gently pulled Ling Jiuquan, but the latter was indifferent.
"Sister Ling..."
Stunned, Ling Jiuquan came back to his senses and saw that Yu Qingxing's face was a bit worried. He returned to his original state in an instant. He smiled and said, "It's okay. Maybe this real dragon has the aura of God, and I was attracted by him for a moment)"
Hearing this, Yu Qinggong felt relieved.
Above the void in the east, Bei Mingpeng and Samsara stood together at some point. They both looked at the black dragon appearing in the world, with different colors in their eyes.
"I didn't expect that under the power of heaven and earth you opened the Western Mountain Sutra to the seven-color rainbow light array, the god born in the Zhuxian array turned out to be in the shape of a dragon. It's been three thousand years. It's such a generous thing to see the dragon god again." Bei Mingpeng looked at it. Gao Gao was strange, Wei Wei murmured.
"It's just using the power of heaven and earth to activate the divine power in the formation. Why did the Dragon God say that? After Luo Chengdong is stopped, the energy of the formation will be removed by itself, and it will no longer exist." Samsara said lightly.
Bei Mingpeng was noncommittal. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Lan Jianzhou behind him, saying, "If I activate the power of heaven and earth in Canghai, are you sure you can withstand the divine power?"
Lan Jianzhou's heart trembled. Although he didn't know why Bei Mingpeng said this, he still answered honestly, "Not now. If I have another ten years, it will be fine."
Bei Mingpeng nodded and said nothing more.
Samsara turned sideways and looked at Bei Mingpeng. Seeing his unfazed face, he said, "The east of Luocheng wants to destroy Changliu Mountain. The world doesn't know the secret of Tongtian Peak. You and I should know that Tongtian Peak is where the sky barrier is supported on the east side of the West Mountain Sutra. It will never collapse. In the past, Buzhou Mountain was broken into pieces and the sky was flooded. It was only with the help of Nuwa and Xuanwu. Now I am the only one left here."
Bei Mingpeng sneered and said, "Now that we know this, Canghai and his party dared to fight Ling Jiuquan wantonly, destroying the foundation of Canghai, and finally let Duan Nianchen return to the ruins as a sacrifice. Who are you telling me?"
Samsara shook his head and said, "You will know the twists and turns in the battle in the sea. It was not my intention. Don't forget, Samsara in the six realms of the sea is also in my hands. I am also responsible for the damage to the foundation of the sea."
Bei Mingpeng remained silent and ignored what Samsara said.
"Since the fall of Dragon God Liuli, there has been no true god in this world of mountains and seas for three thousand years. We don't have that much time to wait any longer. The next disaster is coming soon. Do you think we still have the strength to fight those transformations this time? Do you want to compete with the outer demons?"
Hearing these words, Bei Mingpeng and Lan Jianzhou were both shocked. The former was in a daze, and the latter was even more nervous.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Bei Mingpeng asked softly after a while.
Samsara's eyebrows were indifferent, as he watched a man and a dragon fighting in the void, the dragon's breath filled the air, the sword shadows changed, and the scenes came and went, as if everything in the past was still vivid in his mind.
At that time, there was also a fierce battle between a god-level sword cultivator and the Dragon God. It was also a matter of life and death, and there was no talk of life or death.
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"What can I do? Ling Jiuquan wants to become a god, so let him do whatever he wants. He thinks that after becoming a god, he can overturn the world of mountains and seas, reverse the order of all things, and trample on the majesty of heaven. Little does he know that all this is also arranged by heaven) Numbers are the gods between mountains, seas, heaven and earth, and they should lead by example." Samsara clasped his hands behind his back and spoke coldly.
Bei Mingpeng looked at Samsara in disbelief, and saw that his eyes were colorless with joy and sorrow. He seemed to be just in charge of the order of reincarnation between heaven and earth, and there was nothing else unusual about him.
"I'm afraid Ling Jiuquan is not the only one to be spared from the calamity. Those old guys who travel across the mountains and seas, as well as the several demigods today, who can be spared?"
"It's good to know, not to mention you and Ling Jiuquan. If you can't resist the invasion of the demon, in the end, even I will disappear, and the entire world of mountains and seas will change dynasties, and there will be no trace of us anymore."
Bei Mingpeng took a deep breath and nodded slowly.
For him, although he has worries, he is also worried about thousands of creatures in the sea. As for himself, life and death are no longer important.
Miao Keke and Wu Jinghong stood on both sides of the whirlpool formation. They tried their best to maintain the energy of the formation. Their bodies were swaying and their faces were even pale.
Ahead, Luo Chengdong's purple clothes had long been ruined by the true dragon's arrogance. Even though Luo Chengdong's cultivation was very strong, there was not much room for resistance under the power of a true god.
The black dragon breathed out, and Luo Chengdong had no choice but to wave his sword to resist, but under the wave of energy, he could only be repelled and dodge.
After a few rounds, Luo Chengdong didn't even have a chance to use his sword. But even so, he still refused to give up, holding the Tai'a Sword tightly in his hand, always looking for opportunities to find flaws.
But on the way, the black dragon's sharp claws slashed fiercely, and Luo Chengdong's back was immediately torn and bloody.
Looking at Luochengdong's miserable state, covered in bruises and bruises, Miao Keke couldn't bear it and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
But Wu Jinghong didn't feel any strange at all, instead he was full of excitement and madness. Her eyes were bright, and she felt a sense of pleasure for no reason as she watched Luo Chengdong suffer so much pain under the black dragon's claws.
Miao Keke stared blankly at Wu Jinghong and shouted blankly, "Senior sister, you..."
Wu Jinghong was unmoved. The corners of her lips were raised strangely, with a complacent look on her face. She murmured, "You forced me. You forced me to do everything. If you...you still belong to me." Junior Brother Luo will be fine..."
The Seven Star Dragon Abyss suspended behind Wu Jinghong dimmed for a while. Miao Keke looked up and seemed to notice something strange in the sword. She said in shock, "Senior sister! That black dragon is the one you injected into the Zhuxian Formation by the Sword Spirit Star Dragon." Yet?"
Wu Jinghong chuckled and said, "Otherwise, how can I maximize the power of the Zhuxian Formation, how can I crush Luochengdong and protect my long-term legacy?"
Miao Keke was furious, and her heart was even more cold. She pointed at Wu Jinghong and trembled so much that she couldn't say any words.
The sword spirit Xinglong in the Seven Star Dragon Abyss has been with Wu Jinghong for thousands of years, and she actually sacrificed the sword spirit.
Looking at the strange and sinister Wu Jinghong in front of her, Miao Keke suddenly felt regretful. Is this still a long-lasting feeling in her heart?
Behind, the Shadow-bearing Sword vibrated and hissed, as if roaring something, and the sword energy conveyed towards the formation suddenly stagnated.
"Phantom, you..." Miao Keke's heart was ashen and she murmured foolishly.
"Don't be presumptuous. This is a critical moment. Don't ruin my long career!" Wu Jinghong shouted coldly.
Miao Keke stared at Wu Jinghong, who also looked on coldly, with a cold look in his eyes. Miao Keke closed her eyes gently. The previous desperate gestures with Luo Chengdong were no more painful than what she was feeling now.
Kneading the secret with one hand, regardless of Chengying Sword's reluctance, Miao Keke sacrificed the sword and continued to urge the sword energy to pour into the formation.
"I know what you are thinking, but what can I do? Do you want to see with your own eyes the tens of millions of years of Changliu Mountain's foundation being ruined in my hands? You teach me how to be ashamed of my ancestors. If Tongtian Peak is really destroyed by Luo City East is destroyed. As the head of Changliu, how can I have the face to face the people up and down the mountain?" Wu Jinghong's face gradually relaxed, with a look of confusion and pain.
Miao Keke took a deep breath and said, "Sister, just do what you should do, I have nothing to say."
The two of them worked together, relying on the divine power in the formation to use the formation to raise their swords, use their swords to transform into spirits, and use their spirits to become dragons. This is the true form of the black dragon, Zhu Xian (this chapter is not finished yet!)
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The head of the formation.
The black dragon roared up to the sky, tirelessly, and now even if it could hide the man who was chasing Luochengdong, it could not inflict fatal damage to him in one fell swoop.
Luo Chengdong relied on his body skills to wander around the black dragon, weaving in and out. Even if he could not resist the black dragon's momentum, he was unwilling to capture it with just one hand.
During the few gaps, Luo Chengdong looked up at the center of the formation above and saw that Wu Jinghong and Miao Keke were doing their best to maintain the energy of the formation. His eyes darkened and he continued to use his sword to avoid the black dragon's attack)
At this moment, the black dragon was a little impatient, and the entire dragon body suddenly erupted with a stream of light. Starting from the dragon horns on the head, white streams of light flowed along the body surface to the dragon tail. On the pitch-black body, circles of light surged downwards. As the black dragon roared, its tail grew several feet wider for no apparent reason. Strong spiritual power is brewing.
Seeing this strange thing, Luo Chengdong knew that the black dragon was accumulating strength. Taking this opportunity, he no longer walked around quickly, but stayed in front of the black dragon. He held the hilt of the Tai'a Sword with both hands, and a drop of white light rose into the sky.
Luo Chengdong released the hilt of the sword with one hand, put his fingers together into a sword sword, and brushed it along the Tai'a Sword. The already shining Tai'a Sword became even more dazzling under Luo Chengdong's driving, like A crack opened in the sky.
"Do you really think you can stop me? So what about God? I, Luo Chengdong, am determined to do this. Even if God blocks me, I will attack with one strike!"
Under the Tai'a sword, Luo Chengdong raised his sword and killed directly.
Chapter 235: Use the formation to raise the sword, and use the sword to transform the spirit
