Chapter 797 Feather Feather Feather!
The sky changes, the wind and clouds flow.
"Mingkong..."
In the void, a voice came slowly: "Do you think this dragon's remains are so easy to succeed?"
The sound seemed to be everywhere, swaying.
Ming Kong turned his hand and the sword light was like a training exercise, moving around his body. His eyes were cold, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "Do it!"
A clear air came out of his mouth and fell on the sea.
The sea was immediately cut open by the clear air, and a deep groove was raised in the middle.
There was a big monster inside, thousands of feet long, crawling outside the seabed, raising his head and looking at Mingkong above the sky.
Its eyes were dark and flickering.
"Simon..." Ming Kong said coldly: "What kind of dragon remains... I have never heard of it, but my little disciple has been involved in trouble. I want to go over. If you want to stop me, it is time to test the sword with me."
The Siren smiled and said, "The remains of the dragon are of great importance. No matter whether you have heard of it or not, this is my territory, so you must not let you go."
Mingkong narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The son of Yuhua Immortal Lord is in trouble. Now I want to save him. You come to stop me, that is, this matter has nothing to do with you... Are you trying to participate in the killing of him?"
"In our eyes, the life of the young monarch of the Immortal Lord's Mansion is not as high as that."
The Siren said gloomyly: "But some big men want to see if the Yuhua Immortal Lord will save his parents and children."
Mingkong said in a deep voice: "Yuhua has been in seclusion for many years."
"Some big men doubt whether he is really in seclusion or has already left the seclusion." The sirens showed their sharp teeth and said with a smile: "After all, he is the most likely person to enter the realm of feathering. Just like the great holy dragon of the past, people can't help but pay attention to it. How can they know nothing? And if it is really useless, then it cannot... This young monarch can only die in it."
Mingkong suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Do you think you can stop me?"
The Siren said, "You and I are in the Dao Realm. The difference is not big. It is not easy to kill you, it is not easy to defeat you, and it is difficult to stop you... is it still difficult?"
"It's not difficult to stop me."
Mingkong said in a cold voice: "But you have to use your life to stop him."
He holds the fairy sword in his hand.
A sword aims at the sky.
The sky changes color.
The Taoist fetus enters the saint.
...
"Ming Kong becomes a saint?"
The voice thought for a while and said again: "After thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising."
"The tenth vein of Yandi is called the Immortal Lord Yuhua as its ancestor; the Taoist sword of Yandi is called the Immortal Lord Yuhua as its name."
"However... Mingkong is the ancestor who improved Yan Didao Sword, and the founding ancestor originally established by the tenth vein. I think of Mingkong in the past. He is also a stunning and brilliant person, and his extraordinary talent, and he is more powerful than the contemporary."
"So, what happened to the son of the feather?"
"If you try a little, play a little, you will give up without paying any price for it."
"But maybe there are other characters who don't want to stop."
"Should they go and watch some fun."
...
East China Sea.
The wild dragon entrenched and was trapped in the same place as Yuan Shoufeng.
This man and a dragon were trapped by the formation.
This formation is extremely dangerous and can temporarily hold back the two Taoist ancestors.
However, although this formation is powerful, it is still insufficient to kill the two Taoist ancestors.
Under the attack of the wild dragon's magical power, the formation was shaking.
Suddenly, a great turmoil came from the front.
"Shadowed?"
Yuan Shoufeng showed a deep thought and looked at the wild dragon.
...
Xuanji held the immortal sword in his hand. He was with Yuan Shoufeng and Ye Long before, but later the formation was wrapped.
Because he was on the edge, he turned over.
Then he was stopped by a man with a great body of gods and demons.
This is not the Supreme Elder of the Sect of the Wild Wild God, but the person who came to study the Dharma in the Sect of the Wild Wild Wild.
Xuan Ji thought about it and felt a little enlightened.
It was originally a coincidence that after he achieved the Taoist realm, he came to pay homage to the uncle. However, the uncle had not left seclusion, but encountered such a thing.
However, at the beginning of the realm of enlightenment, he was unprecedentedly confident that no obstacle could stop his sword.
Because now he is a master.
There were eight Nine-Turn Earth Immortals who entered the same group as him, but he was the only one who stepped out of the back mountain. As for the other Earth Immortals who had achieved great success in the golden elixir, only two were still in seclusion. The rest were already dead as the golden elixir was broken, as the Yuan fetus was broken.
Survive in death.
When he is alive, he is unprecedentedly powerful.
"The body of gods and demons is perfect?"
Xuanji smiled and said, "Just try your sword with you."
"The Sword Immortal in Yandi has always been a case where he is better than disciples from all walks of life at the same level."
The man laughed and said, "But, after crossing the Earth Immortal, who can reach the level of the ancestors, does not have the ability to do it? If you want to deal with me, it is still a little worse..."
"How do you know if you don't try?"
Xuanji raised his sword and was about to take action.
This is, a sudden ray of light surged into the sky.
The sword light is sharp and the momentum is sharp.
"Uncle Master Mingkong?"
Xuanji showed surprise, then looked at the god and demon elder whose face changed slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and pointed his sword straight.
"You can't stop it..."
...
The snow silkworm Gu blocked the Dragon King.
The other evil dragons have arrived.
Qin Ruilin was not afraid of being besieged by this siege with the Nine-Colored Smoke.
At this moment, a momentum soared into the sky.
All parties paused and stopped at the same time.
"My Master Mingkong has become a saint."
Qin Ruilin looked at the evil dragons whose expressions changed and their pupils flashed, and smiled and said, "Who else will stop them?"
"You think...it's just that?"
The Dragon King said in a cold voice: "There will always be someone who takes action... Your family and the saints are both evil and not good friends."
Qin Ruilin remembered everything back then, and thought about his father, and felt deeply. He nodded and said, "He is really an unpleasant person, but... he lives in a free and easy life, living in seclusion, and no one can restrict him from the world, so he doesn't have to please anyone. How great is it?"
The Dragon King said, "But his son will die because of this."
Qin Ruilin patted the hem of his clothes and said lightly: "Diet? To this day, in this world, the universe, and the various veins, who can kill me?"
The Dragon King's eyes narrowed and he said, "Now, there must be an immortal saint involved in it."
Qin Ruilin showed a bright smile, with a chill in his eyes, "The heavenly immortals are useless in the world..."
The Dragon King seemed to remember something, and suddenly became shocked and immediately became overjoyed.
Surprise intercourse.
...
A thunder broke through the sky, tearing the sky apart.
The sky is falling, and the earth is surging with golden lotus.
There are many auspiciousness.
The real dragon, phoenix, green phoenix, qilin, black woven, vermilion bird, and all kinds of phantoms appear vividly.
There are immortals in the world and heavenly palaces.
There are also vast starry sky and endless worlds.
A ray of light suddenly broke through the weather, broke through the barriers of the two realms, went from the world to the upper realm, and then climbed 90,000 miles into the outer starry sky, and entered the heavenly realm.
Feathering...feathering! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!