Chapter 135 The Green Dragon Head Breathes in the Sky
The Kawakami Plateau was once the gate of the Huanling Sect, the number one beast cultivating sect in the human race.
The reason why the Huanling Sect established the sect here is because the Kawakami Plateau is rich in aura, rich in spiritual resources, and has a diverse geographical environment where a wide variety of monsters live.
These monsters grow wild and wild, distributed on the huge Kawakami Plateau, each occupying an area.
But today, these usually wild monsters seemed to be crazy.
The wind howled and the ancient trees shook.
The fishy smell was so strong that it made people sick, and it was also accompanied by a terrifying and evil aura.
A golden-haired bear demon rushed out from between the ancient trees, and behind it, there was a large black beast.
Ouch!
In a mountain range, roars came one after another, rocks crashed into the sky, and the peaks shook, creating a terrifying scene of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.
Then, groups of monster beasts emerged from the mountains and formed a torrent, destroying large areas of the mountains.
Looking from a distance, Sky Mountain is also covered with black shadows, with countless ferocious birds spreading their wings.
The endless tide of beasts emerged and rushed out of their respective habitats. Then they found an open space before stopping, and then raised their heads tremblingly.
They also saw the ray of light in the night, and then saw the blue dragon representing the supreme. They trembled all over, as if their souls were trembling.
They were lying on the ground, not daring to move. The stronger monsters could barely hold their bodies up and not fall down. They just raised their heads and looked at the blue dragon in the sky, as if they were demented.
The blue dragon releases infinite pressure. It originally symbolizes the gods, supreme and noble.
However, sometimes, gods also mean terror and destruction - when someone dares to provoke the gods.
In the center of that dazzling light, besides Qinglong, there were three figures.
It's just that the green dragon is too huge and completely covers the three figures, making it difficult for others to notice.
The pressure of Qinglong is so strong that Lu Qingshan is afraid even though he is thousands of miles away.
And only the strongest person in the world can face the Qinglong directly.
This is also true.
Those three figures were none other than Xie Qingyun, the two masters of Qinglong and White Tiger who were starting the war in the world.
The three of them were in a confrontation between two parties.
At this time, the Taoist robes worn by Master Qinglong and Master White Tiger no longer fluttered as before, and there were sword marks on the golden Taoist robes.
But looking at Xie Qingyun opposite, he still looked calm and calm, no different from before.
Obviously, in the previous human battle, Xie Qingyun gained a temporary upper hand.
"Six thousand miles, six thousand miles... I didn't expect that you, Xie Qingyun, would reach the point of six thousand miles in swordsmanship without knowing it." Lord Qinglong looked at Xie Qingyun with a ferocious expression and gritted his teeth.
The nine realms, the realm of Mahayana, are either opening the way or combining the way.
The strength of the Nine Realm monks depends on how far they have traveled on this avenue.
Six thousand miles is already a very long distance.
"No wonder you dare to fight one against two, it turns out you have such confidence," Lord White Tiger wiped away a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xie Qingyun with murderous intent in his eyes, "You were not so strong before. , it seems that you benefited a lot from Li Qiubei’s Tianmen Yijian.”
Xie Qingyun did not deny what Lord White Tiger said, and nodded: "The Chang'an Sword Immortal is a path-breaker for sword cultivators in the world."
Lord Qinglong suddenly snorted coldly and continued: "It's just that six thousand miles away is not enough to deal with us."
An extremely cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Although I am called the Lord of the Azure Dragon, before that, in the eyes of others, I probably did not live up to my name. It was just because of my identity and strength that they did not dare to say more. "
"After all, Qinglong is the legendary "god". How can even a monk in the title realm be qualified to be named after it?"
"I also agree with this statement."
"But now, is there anyone still dissatisfied?" Lord Qinglong asked.
The blue dragon head in the sky rotates slowly, hanging above the blue dragon master. It looks indifferently at Xie Qingyun, who is even smaller than an ant compared to it, and lets out a dragon roar.
Boom!
The dragon roared loudly, and when it fell on the sky, there was a burst of thunder.
Amidst the thunder, there seemed to be countless thunder and electric snakes circling and swimming.
Lord Qinglong, there really is a dragon!
The real blue dragon.
"After collecting the essence and blood of the four spirits for thousands of years, is this the final result of your demon clan?" Xie Qingyun asked.
The four ancient spirits have long been annihilated in the long river of time and no longer exist.
There is no doubt that this blue dragon cannot be the real blue dragon.
It is a "puppet" refined by the Qinglong Lord through the blood of the four spirits and the method of controlling beasts by sending souls.
"Qinglong is one of the four ancient spirits. It cannot be created by your rigid creation."
The true Azure Dragon's combat power is comparable to that of the half-ancestor of the human race, and it is a peak existence.
Human power cannot create a half-ancestor.
"Indeed, it is impossible to create an ancient blue dragon," the blue dragon master nodded seriously, "so there is still a big gap between my green dragon and the ancient green dragon."
"However, although it does not reach the combat power of the Half-Ancestor, it still possesses the peak combat power of the Honor Realm, which is comparable to a Master Realm monk who has traveled nine thousand miles on the road." Lord Qinglong said with a proud tone.
"How can you, a swordsman who has traveled six thousand miles with his sword, fight against it?" Master Qinglong shouted, looking at Xie Qingyun with contempt flashing in his eyes.
The Qinglong behind him looked down at Xie Qingyun, who was standing with a sword in hand. His huge eyes showed the same ridicule and contempt as the Qinglong Lord, and then returned to absolute indifference.
On the sky, the green dragon head slowly moved forward, rubbing against the clouds in the night, and bursting into brilliant flames.
At the same time, its entrenched majestic dragon body slowly appeared in full shape, revealing its fine, bright, mirror-like steel scales.
As its figure gradually emerged, the pressure that shrouded the world became heavier and heavier, and more and more terrifying.
Even the White Tiger Lord on the side began to feel palpitations at this time, "Has Soul Master...has he reached this point?"
Yes, Qinglong is the third soul that the Soul Master has hidden for a long time.
Because it had not been born for so long, even the White Tiger Master didn't know that the third soul of the Soul Master was already so powerful.
Not only is this Azure Dragon's split soul far superior to him in strength, it is also far superior to the Azure Dragon's mastery of itself.
"Yuzun, you have long been inferior to me." The soul of the Soul Lord, known as the Master of Azure Dragon, saw Yu Zun's surprise and just said softly.
"Die." Then, Lord Qinglong turned his head and said sullenly to Xie Qingyun.
Qinglong finally opened his mouth and spit out a stream of dragon breath.
Dragon's Breath is composed of silvery radiant gravel, with infinite brilliance.
The breath of the dragon head seemed to spit out a silver river, falling towards Xie Qingyun and crushing him away.
The silver light condenses into billions of stars, and each star contains infinite pressure and holiness.
The dragon's breath descended, and a pure and majestic aura descended.
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