Moreover, an inexplicable aura gradually spread out, causing all the monks in the ancient temple to be frightened.
It was extremely powerful, oppressing all the monks to the point that they could not move or speak.
Only Lu Qing was okay, but his expression was extremely ugly.
Bang!
Then the crystal jade exploded completely, leaving only a ball of light that rushed to the top of the ancient temple.
Everyone's eyes followed it, and they saw a huge stone dragon, hovering above the ancient temple. Almost the entire top of the ancient temple was covered with the huge body of the stone dragon.
"Jiaolong..."
A thought flashed through everyone's mind.
Then the ball of light merged into the body of the stone dragon, and continuous "crackling" sounds were heard.
The stone dragon glowed all over, and countless cracks appeared on its body. Every time a crack appeared, a ray of light fell down, and a terrifying aura burst out, shocking all the cultivators.
Bang!
Finally, the stone on the stone dragon's body completely melted and exploded, revealing its true appearance!
It is crystal clear, like crystal, emitting sparkling brilliance, just like the most perfect work of art.
"A Spiritual Mirror Flood Dragon with the power of Divine Transformation, a rare species among spiritual beasts!"
Lu Qing's face turned pale. He recognized the origin of the dragon and uttered something softly for everyone to hear.
Except for Zhou Yu, the other cultivators all showed expressions of despair and powerlessness.
Facing the Spirit Mirror Dragon at the Spiritual Transformation Realm, everyone was in despair. But although Zhou Yu's face turned pale, he was not in despair.
Because he knew that the Spirit Mirror Dragon in front of him was on the verge of death. Without the terrifying killing power of the Spirit Transformation Realm, even if there was any, there would probably not be much left!
roar!
The huge eyes stared at Zhou Yu and his group and let out a low growl.
Under his pressure, even though he did not take any action, a group of cultivators felt uncomfortable. Zhou Yu, who had the lowest cultivation level, the Yun family cultivator in the Yuling Realm, and another Tiandi Sect disciple began to bleed from the corners of their mouths.
Even several deacons were uncomfortable.
"Humanity..."
The spirit mirror dragon uttered two words lightly, but it made everyone's heart tighten.
"This spiritual dragon can actually speak human language!" Zhou Yu was even more shocked. He didn't expect to hear the spiritual beast speak.
Perhaps he noticed that Zhou Yu and the others were different from the people from the Beast Taming Mountain, so he asked, "You don't seem to be from the Beast Taming Mountain?"
"Senior, we are not from the Beast Taming Mountain. The Beast Taming Mountain has been extinct for a long time."
The others tried their best to resist the pressure from the Spirit Mirror Dragon, and only Lu Qing was able to answer.
"That… ."
The Spirit Mirror Dragon wanted to ask something, but then kept silent. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It doesn't matter. The disappearance shows that this is fate."
"senior?"
Lu Qing wanted to say something, but the Spirit Mirror Dragon just kept talking to himself.
"I haven't seen you for so many years. It can be considered as fate, so I won't kill you."
"Thank you, senior!"
Lu Qing heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.
The Spirit Mirror Jiaolong continued, "But I am the guardian spirit beast of the Beast Taming Mountain after all, and I cannot let my old friend down. I can escape the death penalty, but I cannot escape the punishment of life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrible pressure came from all directions, just like a person who can't swim is trapped in a river, unable to struggle!
puff!
Zhou Yu and others vomited blood, fell to the ground, and lost their breath.
Even Lu Qing couldn't bear it anymore and coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Is this an illusion?"
Zhou Yu guessed in his heart that he had some understanding of the dragon's methods.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so calm.
"Okay, let's go."
The body of the spirit mirror dragon that cast the illusion became much dimmer, and its voice gradually became weaker and it stopped talking.
Even that pressure slowly dissipated.
"Thank you, senior!"
Without the pressure of confinement, Lu Qing bowed slightly and wanted to leave with Zhou Yu and others.
However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned around and saw that although the spirit mirror dragon was still in its original state, perched on the top of the ancient temple, it seemed to have lost its breath, as if it had become real crystal.
Even a pair of dragon eyes had lost their luster.
"It seems to be dead." Zhou Yu, who knew the truth, said.
"Be careful with your words!"
"My dear Zhou, don't talk nonsense."
"Don't blame me, senior!"
…
Hearing Zhou Yu speak, everyone's expressions changed drastically and they quickly rebuked Zhou Yu. Even Lu Qing spoke up, fearing that Zhou Yu would anger the Spirit Mirror Dragon again.
…
While Zhou Yu and others were confronting the Spirit Mirror Dragon in the ancient temple, fierce fighting had already occurred in various parts of the secret realm.
A black-robed soldier led his slaves to chase after the monks. In the blink of an eye, blood-colored spiritual energy shot out like a spear or arrow, piercing the eyebrows of several monks who were fleeing in panic in the mountains and forests.
In an instant, the monk's body went limp and he fell in a pool of blood.
"It's so lonely like snow..."
The black-robed soldier twisted his fingers and spoke softly.
Hundreds of martial slaves followed closely behind him, and at his feet lay the corpses of hundreds of cultivators, including some masters of the Yuling Realm!
"Where did this guy come from? How dare you become an enemy of the Yue Kingdom's royal family? Are you looking for death?"
A roar like that of a King Kong was heard, and many slave warriors were stunned.
"Finally, an interesting opponent has arrived!"
The black-robed soldier raised his head slightly, revealing his pale face. He stared at the monks coming from afar with a sneer on his face.
The son of King Li, Li Wuji had a stern expression on his face, and he walked like a dragon and a tiger, leaping more than a hundred feet away. He returned from the depths of the secret realm with a group of immortal cultivation masters, including some cultivators at the peak of the Spirit Control Realm, and stood in front of the army of the Martial Hall.
roar!
When the black-robed warrior saw Li Wuji and others as well as the densely packed immortal masters behind them, he immediately roared to the sky, and the terrifying sound waves accompanied by spiritual energy spread all around.
He is asking for help!
"No matter what faction you belong to, no matter what, anyone who kills the royal family of Yue must die!"
Li Wuji's face was cold and he turned a blind eye to their request for help. Instead, he focused his eyes on the group of strange monks, looking them up and down.
Not only him, but also many highly skilled cultivators behind him were looking at the strange cultivators in the Martial Hall, trying to identify their origins.
The black-robed warrior did not say much, but stood there with a group of martial slaves, quietly watching Li Wuji and other cultivators.
"It seems to be the Martial Palace!"
Behind Li Wuji, a middle-aged man in armor whispered, as if he recognized their identities.
"Uncle Li, you are not seeing things, are you? This is really the Martial Palace?" Li Wuji's expression changed when he heard that, and he looked at the person opposite with a serious look on his face.
"Of course, the information left by our ancestors cannot be wrong."
The immortal master known as Uncle Li, who was wearing a mask so his face could not be seen clearly, was holding a dark red halberd. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Spirit Control Realm, but he did not dare to underestimate the martial soldiers and slaves.