Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 111|The child is a real dragon
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Mo Li's fingers moved, and the cold blade pulled his consciousness back.
Longmai spirit, wait for him to think slowly with Meng Qi, and solve this ancestor of Qingwu who wants to become an immortal and is going crazy.
Mo Li shot without warning, and the light of the knife was almost nothing.
The valley was shrouded in clouds and mist, mist and rain faintly formed, and water condensed on clothes and long hair.
This knife brought up many such tiny drops of water. In the ears of martial arts masters, the wind of the knife blended perfectly with the sound of the collision of water drops, just like a gust of wind drew the jade pendant rope on the hanging mantle lightly. The few strings of the 箜篌 are like dewdrops falling from the banana leaves and hitting the strange stones with many holes.
It was a sound that didn't make a difference at first, and after concentrating on distinguishing it, I suddenly found a wonderful scale.
The two disciples of the ancestor Qingwu just arrived. They only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they immediately saw that the unidentified master made a move. Not only did the ancestor Qingwu and Meng Guoshi not move, they even closed their eyes and turned their ears. What is listening.
"Master, be careful!" The female disciple yelled in horror.
The ancestor Qingwu glared at her angrily, and at the same time stretched out, avoiding the blade.
The black carp missed a hit, and it was no surprise that he immediately took advantage of the situation.
The two figures flickered from east to west, dodged in a very small area, leaving countless afterimages.
The footsteps are silent, and the footsteps are silent. Tie Fuchen has never hit two sleeve knives. Except for the sound of the wind blowing the treetops, the valley is like no one at all, it doesn't look like someone is attacking. .
The female disciple opened her eyes wide, she seemed to have heard something, but stared at the two for a while, and suddenly felt dizzy.
Another person wearing a mask immediately grabbed her.
——Too advanced martial arts, not only can not benefit, but also affect the mood, there are a hundred harms but no benefit.
They used to have confidence in their master's martial arts, but now there are more than one enemy, and this person of unknown origin can even draw a draw with the Qingwu ancestor. How many hidden masters have been brought out by the treasure of Li Di Ling?
The female disciple regained consciousness, and then quietly backed away.
Meng Qiyang slashed in front of her with a sword qi, and the female disciple almost ran into it because she was too late.
"Crack."
The mask was shattered in half, revealing a beautiful face.
The female disciple of the ancestor Qingwu made a look of panic and helplessness, which is hopeless and pitiful. She is indeed a rare beauty, but--
She was greeted by a cold sword wind.
The female disciple was horrified, supported the ground with both hands, and rolled three times in embarrassment before she got out of the range of the sword wind.
She didn't really want to seduce Meng Qi, she just used her own advantages proficiently. As a matter of common sense, when she saw a beauty, she inevitably slowed down her tricks. This was the chance to escape.
Where did you come to your face?
The female disciple hurriedly drew a sword to block her. Her internal strength was average and her swordsmanship was average, and the sword she used was not as good as Meng Qi's heartfelt sword.
Although she can barely squeeze into the top class in terms of strength, she can only make three moves in front of Meng Qi.
After the three moves, the sword broke.
"Brother, help me!" The female disciple exclaimed.
The man wearing the puppet mask did rush over and threw a hidden weapon.
Meng Qi didn't turn his head back, but turned his sword to his left hand.
When the sleeves of the robe were rolled up, the hidden weapons were affected by the internal force from the outside, and they stagnated in mid-air.
"Huh?"
Meng Qi discovered that one of the iron beads-like hidden weapons was unusual.
He subconsciously exerted force, spit out his inner strength, and directly threw the hidden weapon into the air.
"Boom!"
The iron ball exploded in mid-air, spewing out countless poisonous needles as thin as cow hair.
Meng Qi is not afraid, these poisonous needles will be completely destroyed by the internal breath that surrounds him before he gets close. After all, this small mechanism is not as powerful as the cylindrical machine spring.
The female disciple couldn't dodge, and was hit by a few poisonous needles. She was frightened and angry, and she tried to struggle to get up. As a result, the poison quickly broke out, and her whole body convulsed.
The smell of gunpowder is permeating, and the man wearing the mask has already run away.
Meng Qi turned his head and glanced at the ink carp, but did not catch up after all. He picked up his sword and joined the ranks of the ancestors beating Qingwu.
The ancestor of Qingwu was very curious about Moli's knife skills, because it made him faintly feel the existence of "martial arts". It was originally a joy to fight against evenly matched people, not to mention that the other party had such a skill. Good knife.
The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.
As a result, of his two disciples, one yelled, and the other threw out the Thunder Ball from the Thunderbolt Hall. Qingwu ancestor was very angry. Afterwards, he recovered and realized that it was not good, and Fuchen repeatedly blocked the blade and the sword at the same time, and was shocked with blood and blood.
"The old ways are good to persuade, why are you so aggressive?"
"..."
You are about to cut the dragon veins, do you still expect the dragon veins to give you a good face?
Mo Li didn't say a word, Meng Qi also learned from the previous lesson, ignoring the words of the Qingwu ancestor.
"The old way doesn't believe that you are willing to be so mediocre for a lifetime! The peak of martial arts is so free and easy!" Qingwu ancestor was annoyed.
Mo Li thought, if he could speak to show that he was not pushing Meng Qi hard enough, so he added another 10% internal strength!
The blade is hidden in the dark purple sword light. The cooperation between the two is not a tacit understanding. The main reason is that they have no experience. The internal forces do not blend with each other. Not all the swords will come together.
Even so, it caused great trouble to the ancestor of Qingwu.
The fight that was easy to do has turned into a left block and right block, and occasionally it has to be removed and removed.
The sword technique is exquisite and the sword power is amazing, no matter which one is difficult to deal with.
"...The old way of absorbing the spiritual energy... the exercises have long been generalized research! Now everything is ready, only the spiritual energy is lacking!" Qingwu ancestor did not believe that Meng Qi still "obsessed with not understanding" after hearing the truth, martial arts practice At the extreme, the feeling of the barrier is clearer. This is why Zhao Zangfeng has to spend some time trying to persuade Meng Qi and Moli.
He firmly believes that as long as he cuts the dragon veins, he can become a fairy in the legend.
The only people who know this secret are his disciples and his henchmen.
Anyone who knows the truth always yearns for or is convinced by the ancestor of Qingwu. The ancestor of Qingwu never thought about the possibility that these two people would not believe it at all.
He thinks that Meng Qi may have discovered some ways to use aura, so he can stay alive, and he turned his face because he was worried about plotting his practice.
"Unexpectedly, Master Meng was so narrow-minded!" Qingwu ancestor scolded intermittently.
After he finished cursing, he persuaded him to twist, and he had to convince Meng Qi that the method of absorbing spiritual energy has been lost.
"...The advanced martial arts in the world are created by people. As long as there is aura, who can lead the immortal family's exercises?"
Of course, they are super masters in the martial arts, they can get to this point, they are very savvy in themselves.
The ancestor of Qingwu is very confident in himself.
"At that time, the heroes from all over the world will gather together to comprehend the mysticism and exchange what is needed before they can use it! It is the truth of the world!" Qingwu ancestor said awe-inspiringly, "Besides, spiritual energy can also be used. Let the grain harvest be harvested and the people will live and work in peace and contentment. The prosperity of the world and the prosperity of Kyushu!"
"Shut up!"
Moli endured and endured, finally couldn't help it, and said angrily, "Did you forget, natural disasters and man-made disasters, there is a dragon vein!"
He originally wanted to talk about Shilang Mountain, but Shilang Mountain has dragon veins, and Qingwu ancestor may not know it. Sijiapu had been digging gold mines for decades, and this incident was certainly not instigated by the ancestors of Qingwu at first.
"The world must be united for a long time, and a long time will be divided! Now the troubled times have been a hundred years, and it is the sign of the prosperous age! Meng Guoshi also led the war, don't you know the truth about the success of the ten thousand and the bones? Some losses are inevitable! "
"..."
This time even Meng Qi wants to curse.
The ancestor Qingwu said with great enthusiasm, but the tricks played by Fuchen in his hand were not enough. The Taoist crown on his head was cut off by the sword, and a lot of his long hair was severed by the sword.
"Unreasonable!" Seeing that the two men had eaten the weight, the ancestor Qingwu was furious, and the other party pressed on step by step. He finally had the idea of retreating.
He wanted to go, so Moli would not let it go.
The bladeless sword is unclear. The ancestor of Qingwu finally found out the experience related to it in the depths of his memory. When he was young, he was also a talented young hero. Every time he heard that there was a master showdown, Everyone will rush to watch in a hurry, trying to see what the real martial arts looks like.
"You are the apprentice of the mysterious doctor Qin Lu!" Zhao Zangfeng stared at Mo Li firmly.
Mo Lei did not hesitate because his ancestors were exposed.
The white mist gathered again with the spiritual energy, and the humidity became heavier and heavier. When Meng Qi tilted his head, he happened to see a drop of water slipping from the black carp's forehead, following the black eyelashes, it just wanted to fall. Hanging around the corner of the eye.
Anger and fierce fighting, the black carp cheeks are slightly red, and the usual gentleness and temperament are gone. He is now an unsheathed weapon, his eyes are sharp and sharp.
Meng Qi looked straight and almost let the ancestor Qingwu escape.
Then he was in a trance, and his consciousness seemed to float upward involuntarily.
The bottom of the cliffs, valleys, streams and forests, many scenes passed by his "eyes" in one mind, and finally Meng Qi felt himself basking in the sun, and the sea of clouds on his side was churning, and a big square squared in front of him, in the towering palace in the north of the city. The glazed tiles reflect brilliant golden light.
The ears are like thunderballs that have exploded dozens of Thunderbolt Hall, rumbling loudly.
Out of the corner of Meng Qi's eyes, he saw two long golden beards floating in the wind.
Subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but found that the "hand" was gone. This was a claw covered with golden scales, and the Cangqiu was powerful. In shock, his body moved, and his huge body immediately emerged from the sea of clouds.
"..."
The gerbil suddenly became a dragon.
Isn't the dragon vein a saying, but a real dragon?
Meng Qi was stunned, and he swung away the obstructive mist.
A golden dragon is entrenched in the air. It includes Taijing at its tail, and its head rests on the mountains. A scale is as high as the gate of Taijing.
"Dragon!"
The people in the capital heard the screams on the street, and looked curiously, they were shocked.
Amidst the high sky and white clouds, a faint golden shadow enveloped the entire sky. Its body is huge, with its heads and tails complete, it is clearly a dragon. It's just because it's too big, and because it's blocked by clouds, it's not very clear.
"Master, there is a dragon in the sky!"
Young Master Jinfeng looked at him for a long time. He wanted to say that it was a vision of the cloud and the sun, but the shape of the dragon was too realistic.
"Gong Tongzhi, there is a dragon outside!"
"What?"
Gong Jun got up and walked to the window, then dumbfounded.
Before Xianyue Guan, Meng Qi lost consciousness and fell back. Mo Li hurried to pick it up.
The valley was full of dense fog, and the sky was not visible at all. The ancestor Qingwu took the opportunity to escape. Moli wanted to chase him, but a dizzy feeling of powerlessness instantly brought his consciousness into the void.
"Again, another black dragon appeared!"