Three more days of incense had passed, the shouts of killing were getting closer, and the sword light in the formation gradually became weaker.
Zuo Shaoqing couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword, but the one-foot square rock he stood on was a hub of the mountain gate formation, but he couldn't leave it easily. But he can't care about so much at this time.
At this time, he couldn't help but think about what Shen Lian would do here.
But he couldn't guess that he really didn't have Shen Lian's magical power and his will to let the winds of east, west, north and south prevail.
Someone was faster than Zuo Shaoqing. He was a middle-aged Taoist with loose black hair and a bun that had been messed up. He was holding a long sword in his hand. He raised his head like a cloud and rushed over with a selfless sword strike. , a sound broke through the air, and the huge shrimp heads, together with the crystal white shrimp meat, were thrown high in the air and then fell down.
That was Jiang Shuiji, a middle-aged Taoist who had always devoted himself to the sect. At this time, he showed the passion of a swordsman, just like the rest of his brothers.
A flash of lightning suddenly appeared and broke into the surging water. For a moment, the demon soldiers screamed and killed, but the sword light could not be drowned.
An unknown amount of flesh and blood flew everywhere, the sword light lit up, and a vast expanse of white covered up even the last light of the setting sun.
The yellow dragon in the sky saw this sword light, and among all the water tribes, it was unrivaled.
A cold light suddenly appeared in Long Mu's eyes, and he sneered: "I won't play with you anymore."
His divine dragon swung its tail and hit the water. It rolled up a huge wave of unknown height, carrying the essence of sunflower water. It was like an overwhelming copper wall and an iron wall with countless layers, and it hit the mountain gate, shaking the mountain.
The magic circle lit up the light curtain, only resisted it for a moment, and then randomly shattered.
Seven layers of light curtains appeared in succession, and seven layers of light curtains were shattered in succession.
Zuo Shaoqing ignored the rest of his sect and saw that Huang Long, who was making trouble, was approaching, and Shui Lang was as strong as a diamond. He didn't know how many of his peers and Shui tribes under him were killed in one moment.
This Huang Longzi is so vicious that he really cannot tell the difference between friend and foe.
Perhaps in his eyes, those water tribes were just worthless.
The sword light resurrected and killed dozens of demon soldiers around him. With the bloody aura, it had the momentum to break through the sky. At this moment, Zuo Shaoqing really thought that there was no obstacle in the world that could stop him.
Even the yellow dragon would be split open by his sword light.
The Yunshui True Light Sword generates endless mana, one after another, with unlimited back power.
At this moment, he finally understood the endless sword intention of Yunshui and understood the true method of his original ancestor.
The surging waves were originally harder than fine iron, and nothing could be destroyed. However, as soon as the Kuishui essence met the sword, it was sucked away by it, as if Zuo Shaoqing's sword was a sponge, capable of absorbing water.
Zuo Shaoqing felt that his magic power was becoming more and more concentrated, flowing out of his acupoints. The strength of his body was enough to split the mountains, causing countless water tribes in front of him to disappear into thin air, including Huang Longzi.
The long sword light is like clouds and water across the sky, leading to the Tianhe River, endless.
The real dragon transformed by Huang Longzi just roared, leapt into the air, and rushed into the clouds and water sword light without any change.
On the lonely boat in the distance, Yanxu was dressed in white, whiter than the white clouds in the sky. He was holding a gourd carved with blood jade in his hand. There was always a blood-evil energy in his hand. He drilled into the gourd. Maybe there was too much evil energy. The blood-jade gourd seemed to have blood dripping down.
He looked at Zuo Shaoqing with a smile. He was really a little genius. His sword light seemed to have some Qingxuan flavor.
What is the taste of Qingxuan? He thought about it for a while. He probably used his mind to create the law and understand the true meaning of Tao.
It's a pity that this is of no use. The sword screen is as vulnerable as the light screen of the mountain guarding formation. Even if the Yunshui True Light Sword is practiced to the level of Zuo Shaoqing, it is still far behind the True Dragon Yiwu.
Yanxu thought to himself: If Tianhe swordsmanship is good, you can take a look at it.
Zuo Shaoqing was pressed hard by the dragon's horn, which directly shattered the protective sword light, and then the whole person hit the mountain, just in time to smash the huge rock that was the hub of the mountain-protecting formation.
The entire formation was broken immediately, and the huge waves of Qingshui River spread upward.
Huang Longzi couldn't help but feel proud. He defeated an entire faction with one man. This was a rare feat in the world of spiritual practice. He accomplished it today without putting in much effort at all.
Driving the water tribe to continue charging forward, the dragon's body moved and lifted up the torrential water, as if the ancient water god had descended, with overwhelming power.
The thought suddenly came to his mind. Senior brother and junior uncle always wanted to show kindness and power, but they were not as happy as he was. If they were disobedient, they would be subdued. If they still resisted, they would be killed. How happy it was.
The ancient dragon clan fought for supremacy across the world and finally stood at the top of all races. They were already full of aggressive temperament. He practiced the Dragon Transformation Technique and had the blood of a true dragon, so he inherited this temperament.
Moreover, there is Yanxu's Heavenly Demon Dharma, which is subtly influencing him all the time.
The body of a true dragon was a hundred feet long. With one sweep of the dragon's tail, a large area of vegetation and soil on the mountainside fell into the water. It looked like the entire mountain was as fragile as tofu.
Yanxu looked at Huang Longzi with disdain in his eyes, which was why he didn't think highly of Guangqing. Even though Huan Zhen and Yuming Xianzun were somewhat sanctimonious, idiots like Huang Longzi were everywhere.
It is enough to select disciples based on their qualifications. As for the cultivation of character, although there is some, it is not as important as Qingxuan.
To be able to produce five earthly immortals from one gate is also due to luck.
Although Guangqing has twelve true cultivations, he is afraid that only Huanzhen is the only one who can hope to achieve immortality, and the other eleven are useless.
But without these wastes, how can they be used by him? Two more people like Shen Lian and Chen Jianmei will give him a headache. Although he is not afraid of challenging difficult things, by nature he prefers to do things more easily.
Suddenly Yanxu frowned. He really didn't want trouble, but trouble came.
A colorful cloud suddenly floated from nowhere in the sky, bursting out thousands of golden lights, illuminating the mountains and rivers.
Huang Longzi's dragon scales sparkled in the reflection.
The golden light seemed to have a magical power that made Yanxu extremely uncomfortable, like ice and snow meeting the sun.
Not only was Huang Longzi uncomfortable, the golden light shot down and turned into ropes, twisting towards him.
Originally, he could exert tens of thousands of kilograms of strength with just a slight movement, but the golden light was invisible and had quality, and was very tough, so he couldn't break free easily.
Huang Longzi was well-informed and realized that the golden light had the power to pull him down, as if he was trapped in the world of mortals, unable to escape.
This feeling of being stuck in a quagmire made him very uncomfortable.
The dragon roared, and the sound was so huge that it even destroyed a lot of vegetation at the mountain gate in front. More Shui Tribe and Qingjiang Sword Sect disciples fainted, and the surrounding golden light was shaken away.
Extremely strong mana fluctuations erupted from Huang Longzi's body.
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