Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Ripples suddenly appeared in the calm sky, and several flying boats bathed in divine light slowly sailed out of the ripples in space.

At this moment, a terrifying coercion swept across in an instant.

Not only comes from the Cultivation Base Realm, but also suppresses the blood, reaching the depths of the soul.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, all spirits prostrate and worship.

Only a cultivator who embarks on the road of cultivation and dares to compete with the sky can barely resist the coercion and stand trembling.

"This kind of terrifying coercion... Could it be that there is a real spirit coming nearby?!"

"No, this doesn't seem to be a true spirit...at least not the body..."

"This coercion is only on the surface, not the essence. It looks like an incomplete incarnation of the true spirit, or it may be the descendant of the true spirit..."

"But why did such a terrifying existence appear in such a remote place? Could it be that a spirit treasure was born?"

"I don't know, that's beyond what we can understand at this level. It's better to stay away as soon as possible, so as not to cause disaster..."

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While the cultivators of all parties fled in all directions, they restrained their minds and shielded their perceptions, lest they be contaminated with a little bit of Karma and be implicated for no reason.

The cultivators of Azure City can more or less guess the truth.

It was nothing more than the Qinglin Huojiao clan coming to seek revenge, and most of the palpitating coercion came from this.

But I only know one thing and dare not make a rash decision.

After all, the Qinglin Huojiao Clan is far from the true spirit, and they are not so frightening.

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City Lord's Mansion.

Mu Yihai looked into the distance with a dignified expression.

The bronze pot in his hand was the one that Liu Qingqing had brought back from the San No matter area.

"Could it be that that incident attracted the Dragon Clan?"

"No, I have to send a letter to the Lord as soon as possible, so as not to cause any great events..."

Just now Mu Yihai benefited from own's ingenious calculation, but now he feels that it is self-defeating.

If the Dragon Clan finds out about the master's plan, it will be a real catastrophe. Not only will his own life be lost, but all those involved behind him will face catastrophe.

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"Evil, come out quickly and die..."

Suddenly, a deep shout came from the sky, like thousands of yellow bells and big Lu Qiming, which did not disperse for a long time.

The sky trembled and the earth trembled.

Countless mountain peaks kept rolling down gravel, and countless rivers, Jiang Chuan, stopped flowing for a moment.

The momentum is extremely frightening.

This is the horror of the peak of the Eight Meridian Dao Formation.

Carve the formation with the immortal body, communicate the rules of the world, and the Magic power is overwhelming and unstoppable.

Afterwards, a Shrouding the Heavens giant hand protruded from the void and pointed straight at the short hill where the members of the Liu family were.

Wherever it passed, the space collapsed, and everything turned into nothingness.

"Hmph, how dare you come out to offer treasures with this little means? I'll cut your hand first!"

Long Aotian yelled, and the nine transformations of the real dragon transformed into a thousand-foot sword, and with a single swing, it stirred up the situation, and it actually fell into the giant's hand.

In an instant, the giant hand shattered, and the sky reappeared.

High in the sky, a middle-aged man in green robes was clutching his palms, his face was livid, blood was seeping from his fingers, and falling from the sky, a drop of blood shattered a mountain.

In the first confrontation, it was obvious that he had suffered a bit.

If he hadn't received the move in time, he would have been unable to keep his hand.

"I didn't expect that your evil obstacle is really the pinnacle of the Eight Meridian Dao Formation. It's really surprising..."

"Qingtong! You forced my mother to death that day, but today I will take your dog's life as a stepping stone on the road to revenge!" Long Aotian didn't talk nonsense at all, and started directly.

The cyan Spirit Power sword evolved from the Nine Changes of the True Dragon slashed at Qingtong head-on.

The latter didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly sacrificed a bone whip, which was transformed from the keel bone of a senior figure of the Qinglin Huojiao clan, and it was nurtured by successive patriarchs.

"click"

The cyan Spirit Power greatsword was cut off directly, and then burst into pieces in the air.

Long Aotian snorted, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Although the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon came from his father's inheritance, but his comprehension is limited, and it is difficult to compete with the secret treasure of the Jiao Clan.

"Nine transformations of the real dragon is my dragon clan's secret technique, how can you, a half-breed bastard, be qualified to use it!" A dragon's breath came from Long Aotian's back, and went straight to the back of his heart.

Sun Xiaokong stepped on the ground to make an inch, rushed to the ground with one step, and easily cut off the dragon's breath with a stick.

"Which bastard sneaked in? If you have the guts, stand up for me!"

"Who are you?" The young man in the golden dragon robe slowly emerged.

"Pfft, hahaha..." Sun Xiaokong couldn't help laughing outright.

"It turns out that you are the son of a bitch, come out as soon as you are told, you are so good! Hahahaha..."

Only then did the young man in the golden robe come to his senses, and his handsome face instantly became gloomy.

"Little bastard, you are looking for death..." He gritted his teeth, turned his hands and turned into a dragon-shaped halberd, which is also a real dragon with nine transformations, but its power is inferior to what Long Aotian used before.

"Little Master, let me..." Long Aotian rushed to make a move.

"No need!" Sun Xiaokong interrupted him.

"You concentrate on dealing with that person, and leave this kid to me..."

After saying that, with a movement of his mind, he manifested a golden body of Zhangba, and went straight to the young man in dragon robe.

Long Aotian hesitated for a moment, then turned around, stepped on the Dragon Walking Nine Heavens Steps, squeezed the Barbarian Dragon Bending Mountain Fist, and attacked the Fire Dragon King Qingtong.

"Then come!" Qingtong stroked the bone whip with the palm of his hand, drips of blood seeped in, the bone whip quickly tightened, turned into a long stick with bony spurs on one side, and stepped forward to fight.

The two forces shook, the world collapsed, and cracks like spider webs spread across the sky.

the other side.

Sun Xiaokong fought against the dragon youth.

Ruyi Scepter's Dinghai Needle and Longwen Euphorbia confront each other with great force. Every time they collide, both sides will try their best.

But in close hand-to-hand combat, how many can compete with the immortal golden body? Although the dragon youth has an advantage in Cultivation Base, he still suffered a big loss. His tiger's mouth was shattered and his wrist was almost dislocated.

"What is your identity, and how can you have such a strong physical body!" the Dragon Clan youth asked as he dodged back.

He found that he was completely suppressed in terms of strength.

You must know that the body of a real dragon is one of the most powerful even in the entire Immortal Domain, and it is rare to face such a situation.

"You don't care who I am, I'm going to be eaten into my stomach, why ask so much?" Sun Xiaokong raised the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle and threw it again.

"What did you say... say it again..." the dragon youth clenched his teeth, trembling from anger.

The other party actually threatened to eat him and treat it as a meal?

This is absolutely a great shame for the prince of the dragon clan who has always been noble, and it is simply unbearable.

"Why, listening to it once is not enough? That's good! I will say it again, you listen carefully!" Sun Xiaokong pointed at the young man in dragon robe while holding the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle.

"Young master is going to beat you to death, and then cook it to serve with wine!"

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