I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 33: Golden Whip Fights Dragon, Invincible
Early next morning.

To the north of Yunzhou City is a rugged and steep cliff with walls thousands of feet high and surrounded by mist; the Feiying Gorge is thousands of feet deep and the pool below is bottomless.

One by one, the warriors dressed in strong clothes loaded the babies in bamboo baskets and carried them to Feiying Gorge.

"Master Ji, our strength is weak; if we go, we will be a burden; the demon dragon should appear soon." Zhang Qiong and Zhao Chengyun said with apologetic smiles on their faces.

Ji Yuan was wearing a green Taoist robe, his hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and he had a pair of golden whips on his shoulders. Upon hearing this, he did not comment.

Looking at the evil fog rising into the sky above Feiying Gorge dozens of miles away.

"Fortunately, it shouldn't be as difficult to deal with as I thought." Ji Yuan thought to himself and breathed a sigh of relief.

The strength of this demon dragon is within Ji Yuan's acceptable range.

From the demonic aura, one can also judge the opponent's approximate strength.

The mighty demonic energy in Feiying Gorge reaches dozens of miles into the sky. Its momentum even exceeds that of Taoist Lingxuan, who has been practicing Taoism for nearly 500 years in the Taoist temple, and is second only to the great magician Linghe, the head of the temple.

But compared to Qingsi, a terrifying existence whose demonic energy can exert pressure over tens of thousands of miles, there is still a world of difference.

In other words, if this demon dragon really has the same strength as Qing Si in its prime, then Ji Yuan should stop thinking about capturing the dragon and just run away as soon as possible.

At this time, the babies in bamboo baskets were placed on the edge of Feiying Stream. Their babbling cries had a fatal attraction to the monsters in the water.

"Boom!" There was a sudden explosion in Feiying Gorge, and water shot up into the sky, flying thousands of feet high.

A powerful momentum rose from the ravine and swept across an area of ​​thousands of miles.

Within hundreds of miles, chickens and dogs cried out, and birds and beasts were frightened.

Zhang Fu, Zhao Chengyun and others, feeling the powerful aura, all looked frightened and had fear in their eyes.

At the same time, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking the sun in an instant, and everything became dark, as if the sky had suddenly turned from day to night.

"Master! The evil dragon...the evil dragon is about to come out!!" Zhang Qiong hurriedly turned around to remind him.

But there was no one around him; only then did he realize that Ji Yuan had risen up with the wind and fog, and was now beside Feiying Gorge dozens of miles away.

"Zheng!" A pair of golden whips, like two golden lights, were held in Ji Yuan's hands, flashing brightly and visible for dozens of miles in the darkness.

"Moo!!"

Amidst the dense dark clouds, there was a loud roar; like thousands of sharp blades, tearing the air asunder, and with the momentum of annihilating all things, it came straight towards Ji Yuan.

A hurricane of about ten feet in width flashed by, and Ji Yuan's figure disappeared on the spot.

Thousands of sharp blades flew out from the dark clouds and hit nothing.

A gust of wind blew by, and when Ji Yuan's figure appeared again, he had already passed hundreds of feet, and appeared in the dark clouds.

Only then did Ji Yuan see clearly the so-called demon dragon body in the dark clouds.

It is about twenty feet long and as thick as a big yellow barrel; its body is covered with white scales, it has a fish tail and a snake head, and it spits out red letters; it has long red whiskers under its jaw; its limbs have sharp claws, and it can climb clouds and cross fog.

The white dragon's body was hidden in the clouds and mist, circling in a winding manner, with no head or tail visible, and its aura was fierce and unpredictable.

But judging from his state of mind and atmosphere, he is still within the realm of [One Qi]; he has not yet refined the Three Flowers and Five Qi.

Ji Yuan knew what was going on, and without saying anything, he raised the golden whip with both arms, exerted all his strength, and hit the man on the head.

With a body of only four feet, it looked as small as an ant compared to the white dragon that was several dozen feet long.

The white dragon did not take Ji Yuan seriously. There was contempt in the vertical pupil snake's eyes. It stretched out its huge left front paw, which was about a meter long, intending to slap the ignorant ant in front of it away.

The dragon stretched out its claws, and its invisible aura enveloped an area of ​​dozens of feet. A random strike carried a force of tens of thousands of pounds, as if condensing the air into a viscous state.

If an ordinary cultivator does not practice the profound art of physical body, even if he has cultivated the Three Flowers and Five Qi, his body is too thin and weak to withstand the attack of this claw.

But for Ji Yuan, who practiced the mysterious art of gods and demons and cultivated his physical body to a strength of ten thousand tons, the power of this dragon was only about equal to his in terms of strength.

"Swish!" The golden whip brought with it a mighty force, breaking through the void.
Tearing the sticky air apart. Bai Jiao's eyes froze, and he realized how powerful it was, and hurriedly tried to pull out his left claw.

But it was too late.

"Bang!" The golden whip hit the dragon's five fingers. With a loud bang, blood and flesh splattered and scattered into the void.

"Moo!!" The white dragon twisted its body and let out a painful scream.

The five fingers of the dragon's left claw, which were as thick as a human waist, were broken in two by Ji Yuan's whip; they were shattered into flesh and bones mixed with blood mist, splashing dozens of feet away.

Scales as big as a washbasin and blood mist were flying all over the sky.

Drops of amber-like dragon blood fell into the Feiying Stream pool thousands of feet below, causing fish, shrimps, turtles and tortoises to scramble for it.

It is said that the blood of a real dragon can make all fish, shrimp and other animals transform into dragons; it can also make all plants and trees in the world become spiritual and become an elixir of life.

The white dragon is a million miles away from being a real dragon, but its blood also has special powers. If fish or shrimp get it, they can become demons and monsters.

"The golden whip is ultimately unusable and not handy." Ji Yuan looked at the slightly bent golden whip in his right hand, and a thought flashed through his mind.

This golden whip is sufficient for ordinary Qi-refining practitioners and can be called a magical weapon.

But for Ji Yuan, who had mastered the Mysterious Art of Gods and Demons and had incredible powers, it was too light and too soft to be used.

This is obviously not the time to think about whether the weapon is suitable for you.

The white dragon was shaking with pain and didn't dare to attack again. Instead, it shrank its body into the layers of clouds and mist, appearing somewhat afraid.

"Boy! You are worthy of being from a great sect. I admit that you are a tough guy, but I am not afraid of you. If you have the courage, wait until I put on my weapons and then we will fight for another 300 rounds!" Bai Jiaohongxin hesitated and actually spoke in human language.

The voice is young, similar to that of a teenager.

"What a joke! Since my debut, I have never fought with anyone for more than thirty rounds, let alone three hundred rounds?" Ji Yuan sneered.

He has been taught the mysterious skills by Qingsi. Since he came out of the mountain, he has been invincible in terms of martial arts.

No matter if it was the so-called 'high-ranking Taoist master' in Yuntai Temple, 'Zhao Chengyin' who was famous for his unique horizontal training, or the Taoist master 'Lingcheng' of Jinding Temple, Ji Yuan could defeat his opponent within three or two moves.

There was no opponent who could fight for three rounds, let alone thirty or three hundred rounds.

That being said, Ji Yuan had no intention of giving Bai Jiao a chance to catch his breath.

Whip it like the wind and go straight into the clouds.

The white dragon no longer dared to reach out to grab and take the attack, and could only use the layers of clouds and mist to cover it and flip over to avoid it.

This scene.

Zhao Chengyun, Zhang Qiong and others who were hiding dozens of miles away and watching the battle almost dropped their jaws in shock.

"Oh my god... this..."

"What kind of freak is this Master Ji? He can restrain the White Dragon King with just his martial arts skills!!"

They had seen with their own eyes how powerful this white dragon was.

There was once a Qi cultivator who had practiced in a famous mountain for hundreds of years. Relying on his superb magic, he came to pray for rain and fought with a white dragon. After only one round, he was torn into pieces by the dragon's sharp claws.

For several years, monks who were dissatisfied with the White Dragon tried to defeat it with martial arts; but they were turned into meat paste by one blow of the White Dragon's tail in the clouds.

Over the years, all cultivators, no matter how much magic power they had, what their spells were, or how good their martial arts were, were like an ant trying to shake a tree when facing the white dragon.

He tried his best, but couldn't even hurt the white dragon's fur.

Zhang Qiong and Zhao Chengyun looked at each other and saw the relief in each other's eyes.

"Fortunately! Fortunately, we saw the opportunity quickly; otherwise, I'm afraid we would have turned into meat paste under Master Ji's golden whip..."

"This kind of magical power and martial arts are invincible. I'm afraid there is no opponent among the ten thousand troops. Even in the whole Zhongzhou, there are only a few who can match it."

"The key is that he is still very young. This, this is really terrifying. In the future, as for those spiritual objects and magical materials, as long as our families have them, we will give him as many as he wants." Zhang Qiong's heart was pounding, and he transmitted the message to Zhao Chengyun in a trembling voice.

"This person must not be offended!" Zhao Chengyun also nodded heavily.

The sky was covered with dark clouds.

The naked eye can't see any trace of it; only two flashes of golden light can be seen chasing the dragon.

The white dragon had nowhere to hide at this moment.

"Don't hurt my king!" There were loud shouts in unison from Feiying Gorge.

In Feiying Gorge, the rumbling sound of war drums resounded, and the fierce murderous aura soared into the sky.

Ji Yuan was startled by the sudden strong murderous aura of the military formation. He felt that all his magic power was stagnant and he could hardly withstand the wind and fell from the air.

Fortunately, the mysterious talisman that cultivated his magical power flickered slightly in his soul, and he was able to control the wind again and stabilize his body. Bai Jiao took this opportunity to quickly escape from the golden whip.

Ji Yuan also pulled himself away and landed on the ground beside Feiying Gorge, only to see a dense forest of swords, spears, and armors surrounding him from all directions.

“The evil spirit of the military formation? It can actually make the monks’ magic power ineffective!” Ji Yuan’s face darkened.

This was the first time that Ji Yuan encountered such a situation.

There were clouds of war all around, and there were dense swarms of demon soldiers, some with shrimp heads, some with turtle bodies, some with fish beasts, some with fangs, and all kinds of strange aquatic creatures.

Each of them was wearing armor and helmet, holding ring swords, spears, and halberds; they were solemn and majestic, just like an army; the war drums sounded, the armor shone in the sunlight, the swords and spears were cold and piercing, and they were spread out for several miles, with no less than several thousand people.

After the white dragon fell into the army formation, its figure disappeared;
When the billowing clouds and mist passed by, a handsome young man about ten feet tall appeared on the spot. He had a jade-like face, a golden headband on his head, armor with golden scales and mountain patterns, and a silver spear in his hand. He looked like a general commanding an army.

"Hahaha, kid, you can't stand the wind, right? Once you fall into my fish scale formation, no matter how superb your martial arts are or how powerful you are, you can't escape death by being pierced through the heart by thousands of blades!" The voice of Bai Jiao came from the mouth of the young man with a gun.

It was the white dragon that transformed into human form.

Ji Yuan did not say a word, his eyes fixed on the white dragon hiding in the center of the military formation seven or eight miles away.

The evil spirit of the military formation can indeed limit the magic power of the monks to a certain extent; but the monks are not completely powerless to change their powers.

However, once you are shrouded in evil spirit, the time it takes to cast spells will be several times slower, and the flow of magic power will become extremely obscure.

But this evil spirit can limit magic, but it cannot limit supernatural powers.

The supernatural power is activated as soon as the thought comes; it becomes one with the Tao, and the supernatural power talismans are imprinted into the soul and spirit; and are not affected by evil spirits.

The magic weapon [Wind Bag] in his sleeve is still glowing.

At Bai Jiao's command, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals swam away, and the military formation kept changing, scattering like lotus flowers and gathering like golden locks; the layers of shields flipped over, flashing like fish scales.

Gather Ji Yuan in the military formation.

"Kill!" Spears and swords were everywhere, and there were sharp blades everywhere, no matter where you were. Even if you had three heads and six arms, you would not be able to escape.

Ji Yuan let out a low roar, and swung his arms like whips, which were like streaks of golden light, bringing up a whistling sound of evil wind, sweeping the area several feet around.

"Zheng!" The sound of metal colliding rang out, sparks flew, and the fish and shrimp screamed. The sharp blades stabbing from all directions were swept into several pieces by the golden whip.

The overwhelming force knocked the demon soldiers in the front row so hard that they choked on blood and flew backwards seven or eight feet, falling into the formation.

But the next moment, countless sharp blades came clustering towards him.

If an ordinary cultivator were trapped in the formation, even if he had extraordinary martial arts skills, it would be impossible for him to escape. He would only be exhausted of his strength and killed by thousands of blades.

Even if one has mastered the magic, there is still the evil spirit of the military formation that blocks the magic power, and there is also the endless flow of weapons.

There was no chance to cast magic at all.

These demon soldiers' military formations are indeed unique.

With Ji Yuan's martial arts, these armies gathered together and although he couldn't break out for a while, they couldn't hurt him either.

It’s not that the water monster army formation is not powerful; it’s that the number of these monster soldiers is too small, and they are not enough to truly form a complete army formation, and they fail to exert their full power.

There are only three thousand demon soldiers; if there were ninety-seven or eighty thousand more, it would be about right.

Ji Yuan even felt that he had the confidence to break through the army formation and rush to Bai Jiao.

But he had already clearly weighed the strengths of the White Dragon and the demon army.

I don't want to waste any more time.

In the army formation, Ji Yuan let out a long roar and activated his magical powers; ignoring the heavy evil spirits, a wind tornado about ten feet long swirled past.

The surrounding demon soldiers were blown away dozens of feet.

The wind swept past, and when the demon soldiers gathered forward, they suddenly found that Ji Yuan's figure had disappeared on the spot with the wind.

A few miles away, Bai Jiao's smile froze on his face: "This! How is it possible? He is clearly trapped in the evil spirit of the military formation, how can he still use magic?"

Just as he was stunned and puzzled, Bai Jiao suddenly felt a chill on his spine and a creepy feeling coming from his side.

Without time to think, he stepped back almost instinctively, pulling away a crab-headed demon soldier beside him to block his way.

"Bang!" The golden whip suddenly appeared with the wind and smashed down hard. The crab-headed demon soldier didn't even have time to scream. His entire head exploded, and the upper body and even the arms were smashed into the lower half of the shell.

Ji Yuan appeared in front of Bai Jiao, holding a whip.

"Magic power!" The white dragon's snake eyes showed fear.

The golden whip rose again.

Bai Jiao suppressed his fear, gathered all his strength and raised his silver spear to block.

"Zheng!" Sparks flew as the golden whip and silver spear collided. Bai Jiao was knocked back several steps, with half of his body paralyzed.

Ji Yuan's body also shook, and the hand holding the golden whip felt slightly numb.

"The Mysterious Art of Gods and Demons! You also practiced the Mysterious Art of Gods and Demons!! How can a human like you know the Mysterious Art of Gods and Demons!" Bai Jiao looked at Ji Yuan, seemed to have discovered something, and his expression changed drastically.

Ji Yuan was slightly surprised.

This is the first time.

People can see through his true colors directly.

"Kill!" At this time, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals around, riding on clouds and mist, flew into the sky and came to kill from all directions again.

"Shut up!" Ji Yuan was slightly annoyed by being interrupted several times by these annoying demon soldiers. He flicked his sleeves and used all his strength to activate the magical power of [Call the Wind and Summon the Rain].

Boom! In the sky, the clouds and mist summoned by the white glue spell suddenly dispersed, and the wind in the sky gathered into a hurricane dozens of feet wide.

The hurricane swirled, enveloping the group of demon soldiers that came riding on the mist in the air behind it.

"what!!"

In the howling wind and fog, there were continuous screams. The wind rose like a tornado, and with great power, it sucked the water from under the Eagle Gorge up thousands of feet.

Groups of water monster soldiers were all wrapped up in the hurricane and were spinning dozens of miles in the sky, like a divine wind sweeping away flies and ants.

The divine power was so powerful that smoke and dust rose up in an area of ​​dozens of miles around the cliff, and the wind whistled, like the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling.

This is the first time that I have used my supernatural powers to their full potential.

Zhao Chengyun, Zhang Qiong and other spectators in the distance were stunned and were also dragged by the wind, falling to the ground and rolling in a ball. No matter how hard they tried, they could not keep their bodies steady.

Fortunately, Ji Yuan’s target was not them.

The hurricane swept past, carrying thousands of demon soldiers with it. In the blink of an eye, it flew over dozens of miles.

It was swept away for hundreds of miles before being thrown onto the rocks by the hurricane, where it was smashed into a ball of meat paste.

The white dragon stood there blankly.

He relied on it to become a king and it took him hundreds of years to cultivate and enlighten thousands of demon soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to ashes.

He looked at Ji Yuan in disbelief.

"You! You can't kill me!" Bai Jiao kept retreating.

Ji Yuan sneered and swung the golden whip, with one whip he knocked the silver spear out of Bai Jiao's hand, and with another whip he smashed down on Bai Jiao's head.

"Slow!" At this moment, a powerful and vast aura came from the distant void.

next moment.

The void seemed to be frozen. From an unknown distance away, the golden whip in Ji Yuan's hand seemed to be bound by an invisible force.

Despite the tremendous force, he was unable to exert any power at all. Even after trying his best, the golden whip could not move even a little bit.

Ji Yuan's heart was pounding and he turned around to look.

A figure seemed to suddenly appear from the void thousands of miles away, with overwhelming power sweeping across thousands of miles.

One step forward, and the world seems just around the corner, shrinking thousands of miles into a few inches.

When it appeared again, it was already in front of me.

(End of this chapter)