This shaking was more than ten times more violent than all the shaking on the Dragon before!

Strong cyclones flowed into the boat cabin, as if the most terrifying storm waves in the deepest part of the sea. Millions of cyclones gathered together, instantly swept away more than ten ordinary monks of the first-level transformation of infants!

A sudden change occurred! The host official didn't care about capturing Luo Chuan, and his face was full of surprise.

Rumble!

The sound of thunder and rain came from the heads of everyone.

Everyone raised their heads and looked inexplicably at the top of the boat cabin thousands of feet away. They could already hear each other's heartbeat.

The next moment, a puff!

A hole was cracked on the top of the indestructible Yulong boat cabin! The wave of power fell from the sky, directly killing an old customer from Guixu Realm into a meat paste!

Pup puff puff... More and more holes appeared on the top of the cabin. Through the dense waves of power, everyone saw eight black fog flying boats flying from the void outside the Yulong!

Eight black fog flying boats blocked the eight directions of the Dragon Yu, and the waves of force shot the top of the Dragon Yu's cabin into a mess! After a brief blast, the eight black fog flying boats docked in the eight directions of the Dragon Yu, stopped attacking, and formed a siege.

"The flying boats of the Demon Sect Palace in the Outerland... The defense of the Dragon can withstand the point shots of the same level of flying boats 100,000 times. Even if the power source is lost, as long as it is controlled properly, it will not be so easy to break..."

In the crowd, a white-haired old customer stared at the sky and murmured in a low voice.

"What's going on? What's going on..." The Taoist official surnamed Dong stared at the hole in the boat cabin in disbelief. A frightened floated on his twisted and twitching face.

He didn't care about the ban in the Dragon Lord, and turned his palms to activate the Taoist force, and raised a water mirror.

In the water mirror is the scene in the control cabin.

Looking at the control cabin in the water mirror, everyone's faces changed.

The control cabin was also penetrated several large holes, but none of the monks of the "Tianbaotang" who were going down the Ark was injured. Under the command of the Ark, they raised the tyrant of the Transformation Master and the Fairy Yunmeng, laughed wildly, and flew out along the hole above their heads. After a brief flight in the void, the flying boat that drilled into the Demon Sect Palace.

In the control cabin, two trial officials from Guangtianpu Shengyao Temple crossed the screen of the corpse, and blood was shed all over the ground.

"It's them! It's the Ark!" an ordinary monk shouted in a low voice.

Swish!

The monks turned their heads and looked at the four monks of "Tianbaotang" in the source cabin, showing murderous intent!

"Hahaha. A bunch of idiots. I was still fooled!"

"I think I am so smart that I am, and I am still playing with the Taoist power realm, but I am still playing with it in my palm!"

"Guangtian Pusheng. This is just the beginning! The good show is still coming!"

When the four undercover monks saw that the matter was exposed, they laughed wildly and tore off their disguise, staring at the Taoist official in the Dong family with a foolish and sarcastic look on their faces.

The Taoist official of the Dong surname was furious, so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to pop out. Without thinking, he released a wave of Taoist power in his palm, shattering the four undercover monks into pieces.

"Who can control the flying boat?" The Taoist official surnamed Dong swept over the monks and asked coldly.

“It’s too late.”

The calm voice of the boy sounded.

The monks turned their heads and looked at the twelve or thirteen-year-old young monk, including the descendants of the emperor, and most of them had deep shame and regret on their faces.

The boy had already explained the truth and warned him in advance, but no one believed him at that time, so he lost his last chance!

Now that the power source cabin has been destroyed, the Dragon of the Dragon has been broken, and the boatman has disappeared. Almost everyone can imagine what they will face next.

Xiaorou felt a deep regret in her heart, her heart trembled, and she subconsciously peeked at the white-haired boy.

The white-haired boy did not move, his eyes were squinting, and his face was slightly stiff, and he ignored her again this time.

"How could you know this? Say!" The Taoist official surnamed Dong took a step forward, forced him to Luo Chuan, and roared fiercely.

Luo Chuan's eyes didn't move for a moment, and looked at the eight giant boats surrounding the void. He ignored the Taoist official surnamed Dong at all, and silently judged everything that was happening in front of him.

The ark leader first destroyed the power source cabin and created chaos, setting a trap for several trial officials.

Then, the defense on the surface of the Dragon Lord was removed, and then the four trial Taoist officials were killed.

However, so far, none of the eight giant boats have launched a second wave of attacks.

The other party’s purpose is very obvious, that is, to send masters to the Dragon Lord, to hijack the descendants of the Emperor, and to take the Dragon Lord away!

Although the South China Sea Immortal Gourd has about 20% of the power source, once it enters the void, even if it can break through the defense of these eight giant boats and the Taoist masters in the boat, it will consume the source of star water. It is best not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was calm in the face of danger and everyone was still shocked, but he was calm and calm. A strange artistic conception flowed out from his body, revealing a trace of mystery.

Looking at Luo Chuan, the monks present were surprised and upset, and couldn't help but be curious.

Rong Xiaojia and others stared at Luo Chuan's back, feeling a deep sense of guilt and regret in their hearts.

"Enough! You were originally careless. Do you want to make mistakes again and again?" Yuan Shitian looked at the host official with a dark face, his voice coldly.

The host's face became extremely ugly. He moved to open his mouth and glared at Luo Chuan fiercely, without asking Luo Chuan again.

"I heard that a first-grade flying boat like the Yulong has an emergency defense array hidden inside, which can rebuild a new defense system in times of crisis. Who will start it?" Ran Fengjun swept over everyone and his eyes fell on a group of old customers of Yulong.

Upon hearing this, many monks rekindled hope in their eyes.

A gray-haired and elderly Taoist walked out of the crowd.

"I am named Wu Mingji. I have been riding the flying boat in Tianbaotang for more than two hundred years. I know something." The old Taoist took a deep breath, grabbed the spiritual staff, and pointed to a raised blood-colored dragon head seal in the power source cabin: "That dragon head seal is the secret seal to activate defense. Unfortunately, these thieves have calculated everything. Opening the secret seal requires a stable source of power. They have destroyed the source. The source is no longer stable and it is difficult to activate the secret seal."

"Just need a stable source of power?" Yuan Shitian looked at the origin of the scattered room in the power source cabin, and his eyes flashed: "In other words, just reorganize these scattered sources into the power source of the Dragon. Among you, who is the spiritual immortal vocation?"

Although the Spirit Transformation Immortal Strategy is the strongest branch of the Spirit Hunting Immortal Strategy among the top ten immortal genres, it is very popular in the nine heavens where the cultivation civilization is rapidly developing, it is an auxiliary immortal genre. Most descendants of the emperor can only practice combat immortal genres such as magic arrays and demon sealing.

The descendants of the Emperor look at me, I look at you, and sigh secretly.

At this moment, a middle-aged monk with a bearded face walked out of the old customer of the Dragon, looked at the power source cabin, and said in a deep voice: "Huang Yuxin of this Taoist Tao is a spiritual transformation immortal profession of a first-class master."

Everyone was delighted and looked at Huang Yuxin with the look of looking at the savior.

There is often hard to get one of the first-class master-level spiritual transformation immortal vocations among the 10,000 spirit hunting immortal vocations. No one had hope, but he didn't expect that there was one in the Dragon Lord.

"Is there a certificate?" Ran Fengjun asked in a low voice.

Huang Yuxin had a blue talisman as big as a palm in his hand, with two big characters Hua Ling written on it, and the back was engraved with "First-rank master".

Seeing this, everyone was overjoyed. Even the Taoist official in the East couldn't help but look up at the sky and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"You may have misunderstood. Although this Taoist is a first-class master, he has to reorganize the source of power for the Dragon Lord, but it exceeds the scope of his ability."

Huang Yuxin smiled bitterly and said quickly: "In addition to the basic skills of the Spirit Hunting Immortal Strategy, it also requires thoughts, eyes, hand speed, power and accuracy to reach extremely high levels. The origin itself has the source power. When it is allocated together, the power will conflict and easily explode. The more complex the source, the higher the requirements for the Spirit Transformer. The power source of the Dragon Yu is combined by at least forty different origins, and the number and combination methods of each one are different. Only the Soul Transformer Immortal Strategy can be completed at the same level as the Soul Transformer Immortal Strategy at the level of everyone."

"Then, how many sources of origin can you match at most?" Yuan Shitian asked.

"About ten kinds of magic books, and they also need the source of the source of the mixing Dharma books. Without the mixing Dharma books, there are more than forty sources of the origin, and only the master-level spiritual transformation immortal rank can be completed." Huang Yuxin sighed.

While speaking, outside the Dragon, the eight giant boats of the Demon Sect Palace docked in the void have been adjusted.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

A series of shadows of dark blood evil spirits fell from the sky, including demon cultivators in the Dao Power Realm and ordinary demon cultivators who control the flying magic.

Bang!

In a blink of an eye, a flying magic horse that was ten feet tall and had eight giant clamps, like a large ghost-faced black spider falling into the Dragon King along the hole.

More than a dozen descendants of the emperor followed the monks and rushed forward. Before they could approach, they were shot out by the Feitian Dharma Gallery and swept half of them.

"Everyone escapes!" Ran Fengjun sighed lightly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Take care, everyone." Yuan Shitian smiled, his body shook, and his powerful body tore through the void and disappeared into the source cabin.

The Taoist official surnamed Dong showed a complex look on his face. He glanced at a group of young monks who participated in the trial, pursed his lips tightly, and gritted his teeth and disappeared in the expectant eyes of the young monks.

With the departure of the Taoist officials of the Dong surname, Ran Fengjun and Yuan Shitian, the remaining monks, whether they were descendants of the Emperor, ordinary monks or old customers of the Dragon Lord, were all in panic.

Looking at the big hole in the top of the cabin, most monks chose to leave the Dragon and escape.

There are constantly demon cultivators coming from the sky to block the escaped cultivators. Demon cultivators either have the cultivation level of the Dao Power Realm or control the flying magic weapon of the Dao Power Realm, killing it without any effort, capturing a large number of Dao Power Cultivators.

There were fewer and fewer monks in front of the Source Cabin, and soon only ordinary monks with average fighting skills such as Wu Ji and Huang Yuxin, as well as the few young monks who participated in the trial.

Luo Chuan did not move, and Ziyun did not move either.

Looking at the origin of the turbulence in the power source cabin, Luo Chuan's eyes flashed. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!