Ahead!

At Ling Tian's feet, five rays of light continued to spread out at this time. As the five rays of light spread, the five dragon shadows actually wrapped around Ling Tian's body. The five dragon shadows entangled for an instant.

In front of Ling Tian, ​​the four sacred weapons, the Qingxuan Sword, the Shura Spear, the Black Dragon Boring Machine, and the Qilin Knife, suddenly rotated. As the four sacred weapons rotated, the scene was filled with light, and they instantly converged on the Golden Dragon Painted Halberd.

The four holy weapons wrapped around the dragon halberd's body in an instant, and four rays of rays of light suddenly appeared on the dragon halberd. As the four-colored rays of light dissipated, golden light continued to burst out from the dragon halberd.

Five-color dragon halberd!

Show the world again!

As soon as the five rays of light appeared, the scene was filled with a layer of domineering cold light.

At this time, the five great awns, with the Golden Dragon Painted Halberd as the center, shook the sky for an instant.

Domineering power.

An unprecedented moment!

Such a change shocked the three sacred powerhouses present. However, in the darkness, inside a carriage, they saw Murong Die gently picking up the teapot in front of him and pouring himself a cup of tea, looking particularly playful.

Beside Murong Die, Guangjun chuckled divinely: "Miss, is this your plan?"

"Ah."

Murong Die chuckled: "The son of Aotian, the descendant of Jiulong, the holy son of Xuanmen, the medical immortal, the holy Buddha of Buddhism!"

"Such a chosen one!"

"If death cannot suppress its growth, then I, Tai Chi Pavilion, will never have the chance to rise."

Guang Jun's expression changed slightly: "Miss, aren't you afraid that he is really dead?"

die?

Murong Die chuckled and put down the teacup in his hand: "If he really dies, I will erect a monument for him."

"And if he can't withstand such a small amount of danger, then what qualifications does he have to become a truly strong man?"

Decisive words.

Guang Jun chuckled: "It depends on how much this boy can regain his original Aotian style. Now that the Ice Art has entered his body, it can be said that it has laid the foundation for his future as an ice dragon."

"I also received the sacred inheritance of Mo Han. Unfortunately, there are still three sacred ones that have not appeared yet."

"The sacred tomb of Qingyi is rumored to be in the Hengduan Mountains!"

"Qingxue's sacred tomb fell under the Yuxu sect. If this guy wants to get Qingxue's sacred tomb, he may have to face the Yuxu sect directly."

When Guangjun said this, he shook his head slightly: "Even if he can find these three saints, he will be the first of the four saints under the proud sky."

"The Jade-Faced Saint!"

"Xiaoxiangzi!"

"It can be said that without this person, there would be no Aotian God Emperor. With his peerless appearance, he gave up the opportunity to unite the God Emperor, and finally his cultivation was fixed at the Half-Step God Emperor!"

"It is said that he uses the bamboo flute as a tool and travels around the world. He is very elegant. But under this elegant face, what he has is..."

"Kill Shura!"

"After all, in martial arts, there are very few people who can create their own single-front style and become their own sect. Their qualifications are probably more terrifying than those of the Aotian Divine Emperor."

"It's a pity that, let alone the seven major sects, even in my Tai Chi Pavilion, there has been no news about the Jade-faced Saint for so many years. I really can't understand why such a terrifying genius said he would fight to the death.

died?"

Murong Die frowned and then shook his head: "Uncle Guangjun, this is not something we should worry about now. I am just curious. Now the five dragons and one, the golden dragon is the main one."

"Wanqin Pavilion!"

"Celestial Temple!"

"Is it still as stable as ever?"

Um?

Guangjun was surprised. Without waiting for Guangjun to think more, he saw the sky trembling violently, and then the sky darkened, and the sky was divided into two colors in an instant!

One is white!

One is purple!

When Guangjun saw this, his pupils trembled: "The five dragons merge into one, the dragon power is summoned, and the two dragons shake the sky!"

"Miss!"

"Is this your plan?"

Guangjun was shocked, Murong stood up with a smile, stretched his waist, glanced at the equally divided sky with his beautiful eyes, and murmured softly: "The game is finally open."

The murmur fell.

Dragons roar from the sky!

Dongchi is sacred!

Changming Sword Master!

Qianyuan is sacred!

The three powerful men were even more shocked for a moment: "Shuanglong has feelings!"

Dong Chi shouted loudly: "No, we can't let him continue, otherwise Wanqin Pavilion and Tianshen Temple will have difficulty suppressing the power of the two dragons. If the two dragons enter the body, they will try to kill the Nine Dragons."
Chapter completed!