"Since we have seen the fairy spirit in the form of a flood dragon, we must not let it go easily."
Jiang Zirou came to the sapphire-like quiet lake and squatted down, placed her delicate and slender fingers on the lakeside and stirred them gently. When she stretched out, between the separated five fingers, sticky silver threads separated like spider webs.
"Is this source quality?"
Jiang Cheng slowly moved his gaze away from Master's fingers.
Then he couldn't help asking curiously, "The source quality here is different from the source quality I've seen before. Not only in color...the energy in this lake is more peaceful."
"You're right."
Jiang Zirou only learned about these secrets from Wushizong's Buddhist scripture pavilion after entering the Immortal Court.
"The Nether world was once polluted. In the beginning, the Nether world was not as crazy as it is now."
Jiang Cheng was thoughtful.
However, these questions are obviously too far away for him.
After remaining silent, Jiang Cheng didn't choose to ask more questions.
laugh!
The source quality stained on Jiang Zirou's fingers like a viscous gel began to burn, turning into thick white smoke, which soon disappeared.
"Plop!"
After standing up, Jiang Zirou picked a flat peach from the Qiankun cauldron.
After staying in the Immortal Court for a year, Jiang Zirou has already accumulated a lot of this fetish...
What's more, under the influence of the soil and Jianmu Linggen, the peach forest is now spreading towards the periphery at an astonishing speed.
The water pool formed purely from source matter, the surface of the lake is obviously extremely viscous, but this flat peach still began to slowly fall in the whirlpool.
then.
The calm water suddenly rolled over.
The black dragon came out of the water, opened its bloody mouth wide, and bit towards the sacred object of flat peach exuding a rich aura of life.
Although this flood dragon has part of the blood of the immortal spirit, it is ruthless and lacks wit...
Acting also depends on the instinct of animals.
Therefore, after realizing that the flat peaches that were gradually sinking to the bottom of the water were of great benefit to him, the dragon ignored the danger and opened its mouth to snatch it.
"Sure enough, it's still an animal."
Jiang Zirou curled her lips, her tone revealing a bit of disdain.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang.
The evil eye spear appeared in Jiang Zirou's arm again, but this time the spear became more than ten meters long. The front end was as hard as steel, and the back end was soft, like a chain wrapped around it or a flesh-colored tentacles.
With one hand, Jiang Zirou threw out the sharp spear point like a rainbow.
There was an ear-piercing whistling piercing sound.
The latex-like viscous water suddenly exploded into a huge wave, and the viscous liquefied essence splashed in all directions.
Puchi!
Before the black dragon could eat the flat peaches in the water, the hard upper jaw was already pierced by the spear point that struck from the side.
A large swath of black and foul-smelling blood gushed out, dyeing the entire lake black and red.
Roar!
From the instinctive struggle of this evil dragon, it can be seen that the huge wound on its head has almost healed in the short half a quarter of an hour when it sank below the water surface.
This kind of powerful vitality is quite rare even among the fairies.
Jiang Zirou's round and slender legs clamped tightly.
Plop!
Foaming springs gushed out.
The evil dragon roared, it was useless, but Jiang Zirou pulled him up from the bottom of the lake with brute force.
Even under such circumstances, it was still very fierce. It turned its direction in mid-air, and its long, powerful dragon tail with sharp black bony spurs broke through the sky, and slammed towards Jiang Zirou fiercely.
A huge arm covered with rough black hair appeared out of thin air.
Hit the vital point of Jiaolong seven inches hard.
Click!
With a crisp sound, the evil dragon with part of the blood of the fairy was slapped on the ground like a mosquito.
"call…"
With a sigh of relief, Jiang Zirou habitually wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.
A few strands of hair hanging down were brushed to the ears.
Then he reached out and threw a ball of fire.
The flames were raging, and accompanied by various runes, enveloping the dragon like a ball of divine furnace, the essence of flesh and blood was quickly stripped from the body, and condensed into a dark red blood pill.
Jiang Zirou also pulled out part of the true dragon's blood from the Jiaolong's body and sealed it in a piece of dark red crystal.
"Now that you have comprehended the realm, the next step is to step into the realm of imaginary gods after Nirvana..."
Jiang Zirou threw the dark red blood pill to Jiang Cheng behind him, "This dragon is not weak. When the time is right, take this blood pill, which can increase your confidence in stepping into the realm of the False God."
Speaking of which.
Jiang Zirou paused for a moment, and then said in a tone of anticipation, "When you become a False God, then you will really be considered a strong person on your own."
"Thank you, Master."
Jiang Cheng was silent, and then carefully accepted the blood pill that Jiang Zirou handed over.
Jiang Zirou nodded, then turned around and walked towards the place where the source quality was more concentrated in the Kunlun Mountains.
Follow behind Master.
Looking at the slender and beautiful back in front of me, surrounded by a sea of flowers, green mountains, bright sky, but smog surges...
Holding the fiery dragon's blood pill in his hand, for a moment, Jiang Cheng felt the great responsibility on his shoulders, and also felt the surge of emotion after being valued and recognized.
…
Just under such thoughts.
The two quickly left here and came to a sea of radiance.
Standing on the towering part of the mountain range, looking down the mountain, in the dazzling light, there is a bright ocean, and the mist-like tide beats on the tall black mountain.
There are large waves and brilliant light spots.
"this is…"
Never thought that such a miraculous scene could be seen in Kunlun Mountains.
"Look, there are traces left by the ancient ancestors when they sacrificed here."
Jiang Cheng suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed to a raised wall in the distance, on which a huge sun was depicted in abstract stripes.
Under the abstract sun pattern.
It was the ancient ancestors kneeling respectfully on the ground and wearing strange animal skin and rattan clothes.
In addition, on the stone altar, there are also various offerings, including powerful real spirit beasts, and precious elixir like flat peaches.
The patterns are all abstract, and gradually blurred over ten thousand years, which looks very laborious.
Jiang Zirou looked in the direction of Jiang Cheng's finger, tilted his head, and thought seriously.
"The mural above may not be the ancient ancestors... but the ancestors of the Nether world, that is, the first batch of immortals born in the Nether world."
"ah?"
Jiang Cheng had never heard of these secrets.
"This is Ganyuan, the place where the legendary sun was born."
Jiang Zirou saw some vague and ancient symbols. Based on the rune language he had learned and the murals he had seen before, he roughly deduced the meaning of these symbols.
"Where the sun was born..."
Jiangcheng has a very good habit, that is, to keep a keen interest in new things, but when it is not necessary, he can restrain his curiosity, don't ask too much, don't think too much.
"If this is the case, then this unintentional move to Kunlun Mountain may bring us unexpected gains."
Find a bulge from the top of the mountain.
Jiang Zirou sat cross-legged on it, her white jade flawless cheeks glowing under Gan Yuan's vast light.
The long black and beautiful hair like lead powder hangs down from the sides of the shoulders that are like a knife.
She stopped talking.
Quickly enter the state of samadhi, start to practice, and feel the Tao rhyme contained in this land where the sun was born. At the same time, it is also actively absorbing the surrounding source quality to prepare for the condensing of the sixth rune.
Jiang Cheng was very self-aware and stepped back a certain distance.
Avoid disturbing the master's practice with your own voice.
At the same time, he looked around vigilantly, guarding against any danger that might appear around.
Although Jiang Cheng didn't think that there was anything in the Kunlun Mountains that could threaten the current Jiang Zirou.
But as a disciple.
He is still used to doing what he can do well, as much as possible.
Boom!
Soon, a majestic Daoyun of inspiration gushed out of Jiang Zirou's head like a spring.
In the void, a vast Sanskrit sound came, and a golden corona appeared out of thin air. When this corona appears, it really illuminates the ten directions like the sun.
Even the legendary Gan Yuan seemed a little darker in comparison.
Then, under Jiang Cheng's shocking eyes, chains of divine chains of order flew out of Gan Yuan in the distance, and the originally calm golden sea began to slowly become turbulent.
The corona grew bigger and brighter.
The hot wind blows, Jiang Zirou's long black hair flutters, and the slightly loose white long clothes flutter around her body. The originally fair and crystal clear skin is slowly covered with a faint flush.
Jiang Cheng accidentally saw this scene.
With some difficulty, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then resolutely looked away.
Feeling dry mouth is Jiang Cheng's instinct as a humanoid with normal aesthetics.
Being able to look away is due to Jiangcheng's sincerity in respecting and loving his master over the years, as well as the firm will gained from hard work day and night.
The surrounding temperature is rising, and Kunlun Shenshan can exist in the void for thousands of years, and even form a small world by itself.
Naturally, there is no need to say much about the hardness of this black mountain range.
But at this moment.
Under the infinite heat emitted by the corona, the surrounding soil and rocks gradually began to crack, and in some places there were even traces of melting into colored glaze.
See this scene.
Jiang Cheng snapped his tongue secretly, and at the same time began to back away slowly.
Although he is already quite a great sage at the domain level, coupled with the magic and mystery taught by Jiang Zirou, even the ordinary False God Realm may not be his opponent compared with him.
After all, there is a big difference between the practice system of Yuanjie and the practice system of Netherworld.
In the Metaverse, under normal circumstances, there has been no qualitative change in the field-level Great Sage and False God Realm...
only.
Even so, under the burning of the corona, Jiangcheng clearly felt the unbearable heat, and to be honest, he didn't think that his not-so-great body could be as hard as the earth and rocks of Kunlun Mountain.
only…
Jiang Cheng didn't expect that the vision surrounding Jiang Zirou would become even more turbulent.
As a result, a storm began to form above the vast Ganyuan, and flames and rays of light burst out in the storm, while a sun wheel in the center remained motionless.
Like a star standing in the center of the universe.
The light there became more intense, so that it was gradually impossible to look directly at it. The huge storm even passed through the barrier between the voids of the two worlds, setting off a brilliant golden tide in the wild world.
…
The light on Kunlun Mountain is bright.
That is the light formed by the collision of vitality and source quality between the two realms.
But at this moment, in the Yuan Realm, it was still a deep night, with a huge moon hanging alone above the pitch-black sky.
only…
Soon, the bright moonlight was replaced by another kind of light.
Although Jiang Zirou's kidnapping of a large number of high-level overseas martial arts just happened, it took a little more than an hour.
But in the past year.
In the overseas martial arts world, the major sects have firmly stationed their forces and intelligence networks in this ancient land full of disasters.
The truth of the matter is howling and spreading like a storm.
Everyone who heard this news, regardless of realm, birth, or cultivation level, fell into a huge stupor and shock.
They couldn't even speak.
After a long time, these talents talked about it.
"Is this news true or false!? Dozens of elders in the False God Realm, three True Gods...among them, Sima Jue, the Great Elder of the Yuanqi Sect, were all taken away by that Goddess from the Wild Realm?"
“Unbelievable 1”
"This incident is true. An elder from my Lotus Temple was among them... My brother was patrolling around Kunlun Mountain at the time, and he saw it with his own eyes."
"Honey... I saw that too.
It was a giant snake, standing upright, with countless huge heads. Those elders in the False God Realm are legendary existences in the outside world, but at that time, they were eaten one by one, which was easier than eating dumplings. "
"Very bold... Is this going to be an enemy of my overseas martial arts world by myself?"
"It's easy to talk about other things. It's just that Sima Yunsheng is the only son of the God King... Could it be that in less than a year, that Goddess is sure to face the God King of War?"
"Hush!"
Suddenly, someone reached out and covered the mouth of the companion beside him.
At the same time, his eyes widened, the whites of his eyes were filled with distorted bloodshot eyes, and his whole body trembled violently, as if he was in fear, but also in joy.
"Look! Heaven..."
He looked in the direction of the man's finger.
Every building, every place, the originally noisy world fell into a deep silence.
In the vast sky, a brilliant cloud path spread out, and a majestic figure with a chariot between them, holding a long sword, galloped towards the shining Kunlun Mountains.
His speed doesn't look fast, and even some sharp-eyed people can see the sword marks on the ancient chariot.
But in fact.
In just the blink of an eye, he had already crossed the distance of the entire wild world, from the distant overseas martial arts world, and directly appeared on Kunlun Mountain.
Wait until the ancient chariot rumbles past, and the huge majesty like a tidal disaster goes away.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the clothes on their backs were drenched with cold sweat, and exclaimed in disbelief, "It's the Sima King of the Yuanqi Clan, and he made the move himself!"