"Are you sure it's a dragon? Are there really dragons in this world?" The Buddha's head glared slightly, and the virtuous monk's calm and calm aura could hardly be maintained.
Hearing the word "dragon", even a person like Fo Tou, who has no whip in Buddhist teachings, could not maintain his composure and was extremely shaken.
Since ancient times, dragons have been legendary creatures, non-existent, fictitious creatures. In the blood world, there is a legend that the horned salamander transformed into a mountain dragon in five hundred years and a dragon in a thousand years. But in fact, no one has ever seen a real dragon.
"Are you sure it's not a dragon?" Fotou took a deep breath, all the shock disappeared, and his state of mind returned to its calm state.
Even if this guy is the boss behind Baoze, a big shot that will shock the vampire world, he is still a young man. Young people have limited vision and are occasionally affected by lack of knowledge. , it is also possible to make wrong judgments.
"Of course it's not a dragon. How can a dragon have such an invincible aura? If I beat a dragon, it would be like beating my son." Qin Ze said.
But you don’t have a son, don’t you only have one daughter? Buddha head thought.
"Have you fought with it?" Buddha's eyes lit up.
"That's not true. I was really startled when I noticed the powerful aura. I thought the Jidao from abroad had come to Shanghai, so I rushed to check it out and encountered it at the mouth of the Yangtze River." Qin Ze drank. He drank tea and said in a calm tone: "I yelled at it: If you have the guts, come up. It ignored me and kept hovering at the bottom of the water, as if to say: If you have the guts, come down."
"We faced off like this for an hour as strong men. No one could do anything to the other. It swam into the sea and disappeared."
"..."
Fotou fell into deep thought. Qin Ze was the top being in the Half-step Ji Dao. He had the aura of the Ji Dao that could make him afraid to go into the water. It was indeed not something that a dragon could do.
"Can you describe its appearance?" It's still a bit unbelievable. Except for historical records, no one has ever seen such a thing as a dragon.
The dragon has horns on its head, its body is covered in scales, its abdomen has deformed limbs, and its tail is a snake's tail instead of a fish's. Whether it is a dragon or a dragon, Buddha Head can tell it at a glance.
"It looks very strange. It's not a dragon as we understand it." Qin Ze thought for a while and couldn't describe it for a moment. He stretched out his hand and took a Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf into his hand. He spread it out on the table and summoned another one. Oil-based pen, "Let me draw it for you."
He started painting on the back of the Buddhist scriptures with flying strokes, and he finished the painting in a few seconds.
When I look at the Buddha's head, I see an extraordinary and handsome dragon. The S line is the body, the Y is the horns, and the I is the limbs. Dragon version of stickman!
Buddha head: (▼へ▼メ)
Qin Ze explained: "The painting is a bit abstract, mainly relying on imagination."
I have no proficiency in drawing!
"But regardless of whether it is a dragon or not, in short, I can conclude that it is not an alien from the blood world, so what is it? Since the opening of the Pantheon Palace, I have been thinking about a question, what is the Pantheon Palace? It has been in the past It has never been opened in hundreds of thousands of years, but since the demon path, in a century, he has opened it twice, and it will be the third time soon, why?"
"Is the ancient demon really destroyed? Could the dragon I met be the legendary ancient demon?"
"If they have been destroyed, will they revive? If they have not been completely destroyed, then they have been hiding for tens of thousands of years? What is their purpose? What do they want to do? Will they do anything that threatens mankind?"
"What is the peak level of the ancient demons? Can the Jida deal with them?" Qin Ze asked a series of questions, his face becoming more and more serious.
The Buddha's head moved slightly. People in the Blood World were still fighting for the Palace of the Ten Thousand Gods, but his eyes had already seen the more distant future.
"Do you have any data to support your guess?" Fotou said solemnly.
"No, it's just my imagination at the moment," Qin Ze whispered: "So I'm also waiting for the Pantheon Palace to open. I'm not interested in the treasures inside. What I'm interested in is the Pantheon Palace itself."
"This time the Pantheon Palace opens, I will not let ordinary employees go in. Everything inside is unknown. Maybe a large number of troops will be lost inside, which will shake the foundation of Baoze. I will send senior employees to The best of them, as well as all the S-class ones, go in. The Ten Gods of Baoze are the top combat power on my side, so I have to trouble myself to help block the half-step Yakuza or even the Yakuza from abroad. They cannot be allowed to enter the Ten Thousand Shrine.”
Buddha's head hesitated for a moment: "Okay."
Qin Ze breathed a sigh of relief: "I originally wanted to ask you if you knew the true legend about dragons, but I saw that you also looked confused... But if I can get your bearings, this trip is not in vain."
"A few years ago, before I had my current status, I once visited Quanzhen and talked to Dao Zun about Yao Dao. At that time, he answered every question, and there was nothing unusual about it. If it hadn't been for today's truth Dabai, I really don’t believe that Taoist Master is such a person. You old monks and Taoist priests are as stable as old dogs. If you were to play politics, those politicians would have packed up and gone home." He stood up and relaxed his muscles: "In return , I will help you solve the mess in your territory, and Baoze will take the blame."
Buddha shook his head: "This cause and effect has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to get involved. Let's just have a go."
Qin Ze smiled and said: "I just like fashionable old monks like you. You are born in the world and don't hide from it."
... ... .
All the spectator stands on all sides collapsed, and the ground seemed to have been baptized by bombs. It either cracked or exploded into deep pits, with rubble scattered everywhere and soil turned up.
The blood descendants originally dared to watch the battle within thirty feet, but after a few brave guys who were skilled in art were vomited blood and seriously injured, and the vampires in the air were knocked down, the melon eaters retreated again and again. Fly again and again, not daring to get too close.
From ancient times to the present, the battles in the Half-step Ji Dao have been at the level of collapsing mountains and breaking rocks, cutting off rivers. The vampire world has been relatively peaceful in recent years, with few high-level vampires fighting to the death. The people affected by the battle are basically ordinary people. The old fritters are very adventurous and take risks, so they retreat to a safe distance early.
"Bang!"
Dao Zun and Li Peiyun both hit each other in the chest. Li Peiyun only took three steps back, while Dao Zun flew out, with bright red bloodshot eyes coming from the corners of his mouth.
After the two sides were evenly matched for more than ten minutes, Li Peiyun gradually gained the upper hand. One is a long-standing Yakuza, and the other is a parallel importer of Yakuza, but the veteran Yakuza master is no match for the parallel importer.
Although there is a reason why Tao Zun is old and weak and has passed his peak period, it proves from the side that the swordsmanship of the three demons is terrifying. The Sword of Qi is unparalleledly sharp, the Sword of Essence is as stable as a rock, and although the Sword of Intention did not shine in the battle, it sat in Zi Mansion and easily blocked Dao Zun's powerful spiritual attack.
There are no shortcomings at all!
As long as Li Peiyun steps into Half-step Ji Dao, he will be the leader in Half-step Ji Dao.
Tao Zun's eyes showed exhaustion, and his tattered Taoist robes danced wildly in the wind. There is a touch of thrilling tragedy in the elegant and immortal spirit.
"Your three-talented swordsmanship is far inferior to Wangchen, but you have pushed me to this point, proving that at the same level, I will never be his opponent." Dao Zun said softly: "Wangchen, I have finally waited for this day. .”
The Dao swords roared into the sky and stood still at high altitudes. One turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight... One thousand and eight hundred Dao swords hung in the air, densely packed, and the scene was spectacular.
"The Vientiane Sword Formation!"
Someone in the audience exclaimed.
The Quanzhen sect is famous in the blood world for its inner alchemy and formations. The inner alchemy refers to their attainments in qi training. In layman's terms: the amount of energy is terrifying. Every Quanzhen master has Qi as majestic as the sea. Back then, Demon Dao alone overturned two-thirds of the high-end combat power in the vampire world. His strength was endless and terrifying.
The Wanxiang Sword Formation is the pinnacle of single sword formations. At present, Dao Zun is the only one in the Quanzhen Sect who dares to play like this. The other disciples are either unable to change the form or are impotent. Or a few can appear, but the energy will quickly dry up and lead to premature ejaculation.
Dao Zun's fingertips firmly grasped the sword array in the air, and suddenly pointed downwards. In an instant, thousands of arrows were fired, raining down.
The rain of swords that almost enveloped the entire dojo fell overwhelmingly. Li Peiyun had nowhere to hide and could only resist. Surprisingly, he actually retracted the Sword of Qi, quickly formed seals with his hands, and yelled: "Come!"
Nine-character mantra, Linzijue!
Essence, Qi, and Shen are combined into one, just like three strands of a rope being twisted into one, and the momentum instantly changes into a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, with an image that is as motionless as a mountain.
"Boom boom boom!"
The Dao sword fell, like a carpet bombing, the entire dojo was shaking, the explosion was deafening, and the boiling Qi machine rolled up waves of soil and dust, covering everyone's vision.
"Li Peiyun can't bear it, this Wanxiang Sword Formation!"
"Are we going to decide the winner? What a terrifying Wanxiang Sword Formation and such a terrifying Taoist Master. Even though we are so far away, I am being rushed by the qi machine and my blood is surging."
"Li Peiyun will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die."
A bunch of eyes were staring at the field, waiting for the dust to disperse, waiting for the ending.
Being able to force Taoist Master to use the Myriad Sword Formation, Li Peiyun will be proud even if he loses. After this battle, he will completely surpass Jingse Danchenzi Li Xianyu and others and become the strongest of the younger generation.
Apart from Bao Ze, there is another young man who is a half-step master.
The dust slowly dispersed, and the two proud figures became clear from blur. Li Peiyun was in ragged clothes, with a gray face, and blood flowed from the top of his head, staining half of his face red.
"Didn't lose!"
"He was able to withstand Dao Zun's all-encompassing sword formation!"
"It turns out that Li Peiyun is the strongest person of this generation. This strength is so terrifying."
There were exclamations everywhere, and the melon eaters were stunned.
"The sword of essence condenses qi and blood, is unparalleled in thickness, and is indestructible." Li Xianyu sighed with emotion: "What a fool!"
High burst, high output, high defense, and the most outrageous thing is that you can also do long-range damage (Sword of Intention). Shouldn't such a person be severely slashed? It will affect the balance of the vampire world too much.
Dao Zun was breathing heavily, and Li Peiyun was covered in blood. It was obvious that both parties had spent a lot of energy, but it was still very early before life and death could be determined!
The skinny hand pinched the magic formula again, and the Taoist sword was pulled by the energy and flew back in front of the Taoist. The hilt of the sword faced him, the Taoist, and the sword tip pointed directly at Li Peiyun.
"Buzz buzz!"
The Dao sword rotates at high speed, revealing an indestructible and sharp sword energy. The dust that had just fallen was swept up again.
"disease!"
The Taoist Master pointed at Li Peiyun, and the Taoist sword roared out, causing dust on the ground to rise instantly.
In the process of rapid shooting, the Dao sword turned into two and two into four. In an instant, it transformed into a torrent of steel, and like a school of fish on the bottom of the sea, it rolled towards Li Peiyun in a mighty manner.
The Vientiane Sword Formation is back!
Li Peiyun's tattered clothes were lifted up by the strong wind. Before the torrent came, the sword energy hit him with a clanging sound.
He still didn't dodge, and he was very stubborn. Faced with such a powerful force, Li Peiyun used his arm with white light, and the sword of Qi burst out of his arm.
"Tao Zun!" Li Peiyun roared angrily: "This sword will end the grudge between you and Wangchen, and also end the karma between me and him."
With a roar, he waved the sword of air to face the torrent of steel, and pierced the dense sword array with one sword.
"Ding ding..."
Qi and sparks burst out, and countless sword shadows collapsed and exploded. Li Peiyun drove into Pozhu and advanced all the way.
Everyone looked at this scene and held their breath.
Grandma stood in the ruins, looking expressionlessly. After twenty years, she saw the power of the Half-Step Ji Dao again, and for no reason she thought of her previous great-grandson Li Wuxiang.
If he hadn't died, he might have entered the extreme realm.
If there is a Ji Dao in the Li family, maybe things will turn around and the family will make a comeback. She wanted to protect Li Wuxiang back then, but he only wanted to die. Grandma said, if you think you can't survive, give me your things. I'll carry it.
But Li Wuxiang didn't agree, and even the grandma's majesty was useless.
Whether it was because she was unwilling to give it to her or because she couldn't get it out, Grandma Grandma had never figured it out over the years.
At this moment, the pocket of her denim shorts moved, and the ring finger that she had kept forcibly flew out, and before she could react, it rushed straight towards Li Xianyu in the air.
Grandma immediately came back to her senses, jumped into the air, and chased the trigger finger. At the same time, she shouted a warning: "Be careful!"
Huayang was the first to react. A burst of spiritual power rushed out from the center of his eyebrows and hit the ring finger.
The mental power failed to stop the thumb ring, but was absorbed by it. The speed was even faster, and almost in a flash, the ring finger was put on the thumb of Li Xianyu's left hand!
"Li Xianyu..."
"Li Xianyu..."
Li Xianyu's brain was pounding, and the calls of Thunder Warrior Ji, Hua Yang and others rang in his ears and gradually faded away...
"Wangchen..."
"Wangchen, are you okay?"
In the silence, the calls grew from soft to clear, and someone kept pushing him. Li Xianyu opened his eyes and saw a bruised young man lying on the ground. The people around him called him with concern: "Wangchen... ..”
I was desperately coding, and it felt like I had coded a million words. When I looked at the number of words, I saw that it was only one thousand... so desperate! !
(End of chapter)