Chapter 692

The giant sword has not yet fallen.

The powerful sword energy has roared towards him.

In a blink of an eye, the entire land was plowed.

Mountains and hills were all leveled.

Luo Zu's figure was completely exposed to the giant sword.

Just at this moment.

The giant sword suddenly fell.

He suddenly collided with the big handprint.

Two completely different forces collided together, impacting wildly and constantly annihilating.

But obviously, the giant sword is better.

The Mahamudra only lasted for a cup of tea before suddenly falling apart.

Facing the giant sword that suddenly fell, Luo Zu suddenly slapped his chest and spurted out a stream of blood.

This blood essence is shining and sparkling.

It was the most intense energy he obtained after refining Tang Zhenqian.

"Transform into a dragon!"

Luo Zu roared angrily, and his whole body expanded rapidly.

The Lingbao Taoist robe was bursting to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Zu's figure was no longer there, but a dark demonic dragon!

How violent!

Ferocious and ferocious!

This demonic dragon can reach a thousand feet in length.

Covered in fine dragon scales.

The four claws are sharp and sharp, and it seems that a single stroke can cut through the space.

It is no different from the fallen dragon in Falling Dragon Valley!

The fallen dragon opened its mouth, and then sprayed out a jet-black beam of light, blocking the giant sword falling from the sky.

The giant sword has been released once by the big hand seal.

Now, fighting against the dark beam of light, he could no longer take an inch further.

After a moment, it exploded and turned into countless light spots that disappeared invisible.

In the sea of ​​stars, a white-robed monk suddenly appeared.

An icy cold sound came from his mouth.

"As expected, you have remembered the method of falling dragons, so I won't tolerate you even more!"

"Kunlun swordsmanship! The sword that kills all directions!"

A sound fell.

The giant swords just now appeared again.

This time it's not just one.

But four handles!

These four handles came from four directions, directly blocking any chance of Luo Zu's escape.

Luo Zu looked around and felt a strong sense of threat.

Once these four swords fall together, he will definitely die.

He had just refined Tang Zhenqian, and the only thing he remembered was this dragon-transforming technique.

But he didn't even know the name of this move.

It's just instinctive.

Right now.

Suddenly a string of Buddhist beads flew from the depths of the sea of ​​stars.

It was so fast that it arrived first and covered Luo Zu's body.

The beads rotate at high speed.

In an instant, the Buddha's light shines brightly, and the Sanskrit sounds linger, like gods and saints!

when!

The four swords fell suddenly.

But he was blocked by this string of Buddhist beads.

Luo Zu also didn't expect that such a thing would happen. He couldn't help but look puzzled and looked towards the direction where the beads were flying.

The white-robed monk also looked at where the Buddha beads flew from, his expression ugly.

At this moment, a huge creature flew in the sky.

The dragon head and the body of a turtle are huge and unparalleled.

It's a dragon turtle!

On top of the dragon turtle, a figure sat cross-legged.

Round face, round belly, round fingers.

Looks quite naive.

The white-robed monk said indifferently, "Bald man, this is not the territory of the Wuxiang Dragon Temple, get out of here!"

Monk Yuan Nao smiled and said, "Donor Luo is also one of the sentient beings in the world. Why did Donor Tuoba insist on killing him?"

The white-robed monk's voice became even colder, "He is the clone of the Fallen Ancestor! He is the source of the turmoil!"

The round-headed monk shook his head, "Because of this, he deserves to be alive."

"The fall from grace came about because of him, and it should also end because of him."

"I shouldn't have interfered."

After saying that, he waved his hand gently and said, "Donor Luo, let's go now. The old monk and this Donor Tuoba have not seen each other for a long time and we need to talk more."

Luo Zu took a deep look at the monk, flicked his tail, and flew away at extremely fast speeds.

The white-robed monk was about to give chase.

The round-faced monk dodged and stopped in front of him.

The dragon turtle gave a low cry and appeared behind him.

In an instant, a pincer attack from both front and back was formed.

The round-faced monk showed a warm smile and said, "The Immortal Alliance has never ordered to kill this clone of the fallen ancestor."

"Why did Tuoba Donor act alone?"

The white-robed monk said coldly, "He has been able to easily kill the Void Refining monk, and now he has remembered the Dragon Falling Technique. He has reached the point where he should be wiped out."

"Only by taking action in advance can we eliminate such a serious problem!"

The round-faced monk smiled and said, "The six Heavenly Lords have not given orders, and the donor is just a Heavenly Lord. How dare you do it yourself?"

"What if the donor ruins Tianzun's plan?"

The white-robed monk was silent.

But the spiritual energy throughout his body was already surging.

It seemed that Luo Zu was going to be hunted down in the next moment.

The round-faced monk said again, "Donor Tuoba, you should know that my method of guarding the Wuxiang Dragon Temple is unparalleled in the world."

"If Donor Tuoba doesn't fight with the old monk, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape."

The white-robed monk's eyes showed hatred, "Marry it! Just stir it up! Yuanjue, you, the Wuxiang Dragon Temple, will destroy the Immortal Alliance sooner or later!"

He flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Yuanjue looked at his leaving figure and stood there chanting the name of Dragon Buddha in a low voice.

After a while, he raised his head with a calm expression, "There is never a right or wrong in the dispute between the avenues."

Then, he scratched his head and said, "It's the fallen dragon master soul that my senior brother asked me to find. Where should I go to find it?"

"You won't be given any clues, and I don't know how to do divination. I'll just find a ball!"

He thought for a long time and finally flew in another direction.

"The most urgent thing is to find a fellow Taoist who knows divination."

"If you don't have a fellow Taoist who knows how to do divination, then fellow Taoist Lianxu will do..."

...

On the other side.

Luo Zu flew all the way without stopping.

Until he could no longer support the body of a fallen dragon, he returned to human form and fell on a desolate star.

"The person who attacked me should be a Hedao monk from the Kunlun Sword Sect."

"The bald monk who appeared later should be a monk from the Wuxiang Dragon Temple."

"It's really interesting."

"The conflict between the six sects of the Immortal Alliance is much greater than I thought."

He sat down cross-legged, healing his wounds while thinking.

"Zangtian... Zangtian..."

He closed his eyes, frowned and thought.

There seemed to be something that had been sealed in his mind for a long time, and it emerged from the ocean of memory again.

"Zangtian seems to have left something for me."

"If I walk the path of Zangtian again, maybe I can know something."

Luo Zu opened his eyes, and a deep color flashed in his eyes.

"Zangtian started his career in the Falling Dragon Valley, and it was there that he realized that he was just a clone."

"In order to become stronger and to resist the killing of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Alliance, he then began to refine his former disciples."

In his mind, a star map emerged, with countless stars dotted and shining.

"The first place is Guizangyuan."

"The second place is Yinlei Star."

"The third place..."

"The last place is the East Land of Shen'an Domain."

"The thing may be anywhere."

"According to the white-robed monk, I remembered the Dragon Falling Method, and the Heavenly Dao Immortal Alliance may send someone to kill me."

"Now I have to be more careful... This kind of behavior is really not my style."

"When I recover from my injuries, I will go to the first place first."

He sat down cross-legged and fell into a deep hibernation.

His wounds were healing at a very fast speed.