Chapter Nine Hundred and Thirtieth: Take a Fight, Turn a Bicycle Into a Motorcycle!

Urgent, really urgent!

Yang Zhen really wanted to get out of the ground to see what was going on, but an earth-shattering roar shocked him so much that he almost lost his way again.

I don't know what outrageous things the Great You Dynasty did, which made Chilong completely anxious.

There were bursts of howls that pierced through the world, and the terrifying fluctuations in the vitality of the world directly tore the earth apart. There was a violent shock, and the entire giant mountain seemed to be boiling.

With a whoosh, Yang Zhen was directly thrown out by this force. When he was in mid-air, his face changed drastically, he cursed his mother, and rushed towards a dark place in a hurry.

This mountain is full of nets laid by the Great You Dynasty. If one is not careful, even Yang Zhen will be trapped inside like a fly, together with Chilong.

Yang Zhen doesn't have the ability to Chilong. He has been against the world since he was born. He is free to wander around various forbidden nodes.

Fortunately, Yang Zhen was quite lucky. He took a quick glance in mid-air, and before he had time to see the situation clearly, he landed behind a huge rock.

Under such circumstances, Yang Zhen couldn't care less about other things, and he didn't care whether the rock was dangerous or not, so he directly drilled in, made a small hole, and observed the surrounding environment. After seeing it, he was shocked.

The sky was furious, and countless beasts of heaven and earth swooped down from mid-air. After roaring at Chilong, they burst out with terrifying power and bombarded Chilong. Now Chilong looks very weak, like the end of a crossbow, as if Can fall down at any time.

Around Chilong, countless monks held a golden chain tightly in their hands and controlled it from a distance. Obviously, these people did not dare to take half a step closer, or dare not take half a step closer now.

Looking at the terrifying wounds on Chilong's body, Yang Zhen frowned. Under the blood dripping, it seemed that the destructive nature of those beasts in the world was stimulated even more. During the roar, countless terrifying thunderbolts descended from the sky, forming a net of heaven and earth.

Injuries are not injuries, these wounds seem innocuous to Chilong!

There are a total of four people closest to Chilong, and the two half-step saints that Yang Zhen saw earlier were among them. In mid-air, the two half-step saints whom Yang Zhen had never seen before said, "You two old fellows, can you lose your face?"

One of the old men holding a deer stick laughed loudly and said, "Huang Shixi, don't speak so unpleasantly, as if Chilong was raised by your Dayou Dynasty. Why, now that it is mature, you want to pick the fruit?"

Another old man looked at Huang Shixi, with a playful smile on his face, and said: "Fellow Lu Haike is right, Chilong is not from your family, if you can come, why can't we?"

Speaking of this, the old man chuckled lightly and said, "Don't worry, anyway, the old man just wanted to take a look, and didn't expect to get that thing, you go on, go on."

The old man Luzhang who was called Lu Haike laughed, looked at the old man who came with him with interest, and said: "This old guy Yang Sichang is getting more and more shameless, but it's not important, just like what he said , we just have a look, you go on, go on!"

Yang Zhen was stunned when he heard it, and he was in admiration to the extreme.

These two old guys are also top-notch, they can say this kind of words, the cheapness is so fresh and refined, it also makes Yang Zhen more knowledgeable.

The current situation is very obvious, Yang Sichang and Lu Haike are two half-step saints, they are obviously not from the Great You Dynasty, so the ghost believes that they are not interested in the thing Chilong guards.

Taking the risk of offending the Great You Dynasty to see the excitement, I am afraid that only two bad old men, Lu Haike and Yang Sichang, would believe this.

But looking at the expressions on the faces of the two, it seems that they don't care whether others believe it or not, as long as they believe it.

The wicked have their own grind!

Yang Zhen suddenly thought of this sentence, Huang Shixi was so high up, how arrogant he was when he said the word "roll" to Yang Zhen and others, now facing two old men who are both half-step saints, he can only be angry Blushing and thick neck, there is nothing to do.

Hearing the two people's words, Huang Shixi's face was ashen, staring at Lu Haike and Yang Sichang, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said word by word: "Today's business must be done, the old man will visit you two in person!"

At this moment, the half-step great sage next to Huang Shixi suddenly laughed, and said to Lu Haike and Yang Sichang: "You two, you have been fooled!"

"not good!"

The expressions of Lu Haike and Yang Sichang suddenly changed, and they rushed towards the distance in a hurry.

Yang Zhen was also taken aback, these people really didn't have a good thing, and they could still play tricks at this time!

Rumble!

In the midair, endless golden patterns descended from the sky, covering the entire mountain.

The terrifying air waves radiated bursts of heavenly power, and it was as if the sea was choppy. Even the roaring clouds in the sky had waves of terrifying aura penetrating the sky and earth, falling on the golden lines.

To Yang Zhen's inexplicable shock, the Heaven's Wrath, who has always been disowned by his relatives, did not destroy these golden chains, but fell from the sky along the golden chains.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" Lu Haike's face changed drastically, and he rushed out, but it was too late, and he was blasted out by the thunder.

The endless thunder resounded like a violent storm, resounding around the entire giant mountain. Yang Zhen scolded his mother, and hurriedly blocked all the power in his body, especially the realm of cultivation, suppressing everything that could be suppressed , no breath was revealed.

Crazy, this Dayou dynasty is crazy.

No one expected that in order to besiege Chilong, the Great You Dynasty would do such absurd things.

Now not to mention the two half-step great sages Lu Haike and Yang Sichang, even Huang Shixi and the other half-step great sage are shrouded in the trapped dragon lock sky.

What made Yang Zhen's face change drastically and scolded his mother was that he seemed to be shrouded in it too.

Now it's lively.

Yang Zhen's face was extremely livid, damn it, these exiled guys not only have their eyes high above their heads, but they're all fucking lunatics.

Huang Shixi laughed loudly, looked at Lu Haike and Yang Sichang teasingly, and said loudly: "How about it, fellow Taoists, do you still like the big gift we prepared for you?"

Lu Haike and Yang Sichang's bodies erupted with a terrifying wave of true energy, the Tao rhyme was soaring, and the terrifying Tao will soared into the sky. He didn't care about Huangshixi's cynicism, he stared at Huangshixi angrily, snorted and said nothing.

Huang Shixi showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, and said: "Dayou Dynasty has prepared nearly a thousand years for the object in the hands of the dragon, how could it not be expected that the two of you will take the risk to come here, and now the two of you are just like you, Trapped in it, if you want to get the item in Chilong's hand, you have to pass this level first."

"Bastard!"

Lu Haike's face turned ashen, and there was a bang, a terrifying wave of true energy erupted, and his whole body seemed to have swelled abruptly, pressing against the sleepy dragon Suotian in midair, and said with a sneer, "It's a good plan, if today Lu must die, and I will watch the two of you perish!"

The half-step sage next to Huangshixi had a look of disdain on his face, and he shouted in a deep voice: "The dragon locks the sky, the sun rises!"

Roar--!

Roars came from all directions, and countless breaths of blood surged into the sky. The disciples of the Dayou Dynasty controlled the sleepy dragon Suotianque, and they all shattered the tiger's mouth. Raging, creepy.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, and muttered to himself: "Damn, this time it's a big game, such a spectacular scene, it's so good to see it from the outside, I have to break in with my life, now I haven't got the treasure, I have to work hard !"

The problem is that it doesn't work even if you try your best. The half-step mahatma is as sleepy as an ant on a hot pot. Yang Zhen is a Zhou Tianqi boy, why is he so reckless?

The sky and thunder roared again and again, and the endless beasts of heaven and earth rushed towards the ground, and landed on Chilong's body rumblingly, making earth-shattering noises.

Just when Yang Zhen wanted to desperately see if he could escape first before speaking, there was a sudden change.

Chilong suddenly roared up to the sky, and his whole body began to emit a terrifying blue light, and the world changed suddenly.

Hum——!

Straight streams of heaven and earth vitality surged from all directions, like a tidal wave, rumbling and making the sound of rushing torrents, Yang Zhen's eyes almost popped out.

Desolation Festival?

This Chilong actually knows how to sacrifice to the sky?

Seeing this familiar scene, how could Yang Zhen not be surprised?

A monster who actually understands such an almost heaven-defying martial skill like Huangtian Ji, who can resist it?

Sure enough, after seeing this scene, the faces of the four half-step saints present all changed drastically, and they rushed out together.

"Not good, hurry up, we must control Chilong well, don't let it break free." Huang Shixi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted to the disciples around him.

There was a roar, and the golden chains in everyone's hands suddenly turned blood red.

The next moment, a violent wave of destructive energy exploded from Chilong's body in all directions.

No one noticed that amidst this terrifying explosion, a group of people looked like a flea, advancing instead of retreating, shooting towards Chilong.

Even the four half-step saints shot in all directions, who would have thought that there would be such a crazy person as Yang Zhen?

At this time, if you run late, you will die, let alone rush in?

They are crazy, and Yang Zhen is even more crazy!

A murmur spread out in all directions from the explosion. The sound was very strange. Many people heard it, but they didn't understand what it meant.

"Give it a go, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle..."

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, still thinking about what bicycles and motorcycles are, and the terrifying turmoil of the world began.

Chilong took a deep breath, and while roaring towards the sky, breathed out the breath of the dragon, and rushed towards the thunder and the fierce beasts that were surging in mid-air.

Rumble!

The color of the world changed, the load was ups and downs, and the terrifying aura that destroyed the sky and the earth almost threw the entire giant mountain into the air.

Most of the monks holding golden chains changed their faces drastically, and the golden chains in their hands became dull as they spat out blood.

Except for Yang Zhen, no one noticed, Chilong glanced around, his scarlet eyes were full of sarcasm.

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Yang Zhen, this little flea, obviously didn't get into Chilong's longan, he just glanced at it lightly, and didn't pay attention.

Yang Zhen was directly stunned, staring blankly at the sarcastic expression in Chilong's eyes that was more agile than human beings, and his heart was overwhelmed.

Obviously, everyone underestimated Chilong's wisdom, and everyone present was like a fool in its eyes.

The Great You Dynasty has prepared something for thousands of years, but in Chilong's eyes, is it so worthless?

Yang really wants to go!

He has become a master, this Chilong has become a master!

Who can stand this?

Just when Yang Zhen was thinking about how to leave this ghostly place, Chilong suddenly groaned, his whole body staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Yang Zhen looked up, his face changed drastically.

On Chilong's back, a blood-red light emitted from a scorched wound, and every time it flickered, Chilong's aura became weaker.

Obviously, Chilong was injured!

Seeing the four figures rushing towards Chilong again, Yang Zhen gritted his teeth, climbed up Chilong's toenails, and rushed towards Chilong.