The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 137: Many swallowing dragon
As the purple thunder runs through the sky and the earth like a long rainbow, the wind and snow are pulling it, tilting and drifting, Deng Tai's left shoulder will soon be covered with snow, and the right shoulder will be much lighter, Deng Tai'a stretches out and pats He patted his shoulder and asked curiously: "That real dragon is so unhelpful? Everyone says that if the mountain is not high, there is a fairy, and if the water is not deep, there is a dragon. This blow may suffer serious injuries, but it will definitely not die. Since the real dragon that swallowed countless human auras and was born can make such a big movement, it shouldn’t be so unbearable. Among them, there may be. Weird?"
Tantai calmly looked at a dragon and a python crawling on the ground in the distance, with a complex expression, the five fingers tucked in the white sleeves trembled quietly, shook his head and said: "Dragons can be huge and subtle, can be subtle and bright, and injured. Just look at the changes in its physical size. The more severely injured, the shrinking its size. As for death or not, it depends on whether it spit out the essence of dragon ball, lurking in the abyss, waiting for the next rebirth. Otherwise, it will be slashed. When the head is lowered, there is still a chance to turn from bright to secluded. Now, even if the head of the Northern Mang true dragon is beheaded, the dragon ball does not vomit..."
Deng Tai'a patted her shoulders and fell snow, so she simply raised her hand and waved it gently. The flying snow in the sky was like hitting a stove, melting away from him several feet away. If it was normal, Deng Tai'a would definitely not do it. This kind of superfluous action shows that after witnessing the war, it is difficult for him, the Peach Flower Sword God, who leads the world to be indifferent. After blocking the disturbing snow, Deng Taia seemed to realize that too. He was strange, and laughed softly: "What Mingyou, Deng is a rough person."
Tantai explained calmly and patiently: "Go also has nine stages, which are quite similar to those used on the dragon. The last four realms from low to high are concrete, secluded, sitting and immersed. Previously, true dragons Fettered by the heavenly path contained in the moon well mirror of our sect, I temporarily fell into a specific realm from being absorbed. Even if it stole a half of the purple thunder from the sky by drawing water, it only climbed to the realm of sitting and lighting, just like a chess player. Burning sitting high and playing against others. Then there was that dragon-python confrontation, and the white python was able to gain the upper hand because of Xu Fengnian’s help. Otherwise, the ordinary python-dragon battle, even if it’s a giant python against the lord of the river. The last one was a specific ten-zhang young real dragon, and the odds of winning are also small."
Speaking of this, Tantai sighed calmly, and said with emotion: "The Hundred-legged Worm is dead but not stiff, let alone a true dragon that fits the Tao of Heaven."
Deng Tai'a turned her head and glanced at the tall woman with big sleeves fluttering her wings in the wind and snow, and said helplessly: "It's getting more and more obscure as you speak. Fortunately, I can barely understand the mystery inside, the words of Sect Master Tantai. The next meaning is that the real dragon still has the power to fight? The real dragon is cunning, and that kid is not bad. He used the thunder pond to drive the purple golden lotus. Now both are injured. No one has external power to rely on, except for the big eyes and the small eyes. What can I do?"
Tantai was silent, with ten fingers sticking out the edges of the cuffs with both hands, clenching the edges of the sleeves tightly in the palms of his hands.
Deng Tai'a said to herself: "Everything depends on whether Xu Longxiang can carry the last sky thunder. If he can't carry it, with Xu Fengnian on top, the Northern Mang true dragon is destined to emerge and seize the opportunity to fall into the trap. Besides, Beimang trainers are not vegetarians, except for sending out real dragons, they won’t be ambushing their opponents."
Tantai asked calmly: "Did Tai'a Deng you just stand by and watch?"
"Standing on the sidelines? This is quite appropriate." Deng Tai'a looked directly at the Qi-training master who led the entire Guanyin Sect to the northwestern frontier. He laughed and asked, "What about the catastrophe, the Xu family brothers want How, even what the true dragon and Beimang trainer are going to do, Dengmou doesn’t care, fights against both sides, competes for the road, and each has his own destiny. But if anyone wants to regain the power of the fisherman, then you have to ask me Tai A Deng promised not to."
Tantai looked calm as usual, and asked: "What do you say?"
Deng Tai'a turned his head and looked at the distant battlefield, "The dragon and python are both wounded, and it is a lot of merit to collect all of them with their unique talisman. Putting on the battlefield, this kind of military merit should be no less than a military commander. Sect Master Tantai, I’d like to ask if it’s your trainer to ask God for credit for the gift of a chicken and dog ascending to heaven, okay?"
Tantai's calm face changed slightly.
Tao Deng ignored the subtle changes in the calm of Tantai, with her arms folded around her chest, looking at the high clouds, and sneered: "Tao Deng used to only ask for the sword to climb high and see far, but now it is really annoying. These condescending intrigues, life after life, have been constantly arguing and messing up, and everyone is treated as a puppet."
Deng Tai'a snorted heavily, "Wu's sword burial sword is tens of thousands. Deng Tai'a does not take a sword. So far, she has not had a saber."
Tantai, which has always been incompetent with the world, did not retreat calmly, competing with others for the first time, and asked: "What, threaten me?"
Dame Deng laughed boldly, "You deserve it too?"
Tantai was calm and her chest was ups and downs, obviously angry, but in the end she still didn't speak.
The thunder pond in which the purple golden lotus bloomed gradually withered, and the snow-white giant python, which was exceptionally promoted to the realm of sitting without support, lost its breath and was about to die. After a glance with Xu Fengnian, he slowly closed his eyes.
Xu Fengnian, standing with a knife in his armpit, leaned his back against the python head, and stared at the head of the real dragon who was waiting in front of him, "Still pretending to be dead? Is it a good weather that a real dragon should have?"
The golden eyes of the dragon's head, which originally showed a deadly breath, were still lifeless, but after hearing Xu Fengnian's words, the two dragon's beards shook leisurely.
Seeing that it was finally too lazy to hide and show weakness, Xu Fengnian's sight shifted slightly upwards, looking at the empty sky, and said: "If I didn't guess wrong, you are waiting for the training of the Qimang Xijing. At the cost of more than a hundred lives, help you'finish' your regeneration, right?"
The eyes of the real dragon are lifeless, but the two dragon's beards sway gracefully like double lotuses in the wind, causing waves of mysterious textures to appear in the sky.
Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "It’s the same thing if you and I live or die. Anyway, there is a gas trainer who can compete with snipes and clams for profit. She can take out the moon without waiting for you. Are you willing to subdue and suppress you by Jing Tianjing?"
The dragon's whiskers shook, the ripples made a sound, and made a solemn voice through the mouth of heaven and earth.
Full of sarcasm and contempt.
"Ats!"
When Xu Fengnian heard the sound, his heart was like a drum, and his chest was ripped apart, but his expression was happy. He even raised his arm and wiped the blood on his face indiscriminately. He smiled and said, "The ant is exaggerated. It’s not easy to talk about a tree in a country. I have certainly heard this truth, whether you are the real dragons that came into being, or the celestial beings who have been in high positions for a long time, who like to behave the rules. They look at the world like looking at a frog at the bottom of a well. , The life and death blessings and disasters of the world are all caused by the fishing rod in your hands, and then lured by the bait of the word longevity. The beautiful name is the cycle of heaven and the law net is restored."
Speaking of this, Xu Fengnian, who was still wiping his face, didn't completely put down his arm, so the scabbard was hung diagonally under his armpit, and a drop of real dragon blood fell from the tip of the knife. He raised his brows and glanced at the sky. The corners of my mouth twitched, "I have never liked to talk too much in a fight. I try not to talk too much if I can. The reason why I tell you so much, you and I know well, you are waiting, and I have to recover slowly. With Wang Xianzhi After the battle, Gao Shulu gave me more than half of the body's corpse, and the qi leaked more, but instead of repairing the body, he went to Wudang Mountain to adopt secret techniques, dedicated to perfecting the pond in the body, and did not hesitate to use martial arts. Walking limping..."
Xu Fengnian tilted his head and vomited a mouthful of blood. The world is accustomed to describe a person’s pain as extreme pain as it hurts the bones or the heart, but the qi machine in the body like Xu Fengnian crushes the pain from the inside and the outside, which is even more exaggerated, just like an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts. A small hammer smashed the skin and bones inch by inch, and the veins were constantly picked up by fine needles, but the mind kept a clear mind all the time.
Xu Fengnian's face is a bit sullen, "It's really painful, I haven't gotten used to it after several times. The thunder spear that I returned back then is almost like a tickle."
While speaking, the blood that was about to land turned into a spiritual creature resembling a red-colored flying snake, rushing back to Xu Fengnian's body, infiltrating into the skin and disappearing in a flash.
I saw Xu Fengnian's bare skin everywhere, red silk swiveling like a snake.
Xu Fengnian, who had recovered some strength, clenched and handed out the Beiliangdao covered with real dragon blood, and wiped it on the forehead of the snow-white giant python.
The two strands of dragon's whiskers shook violently, as if furious.
Elder Xu Feng exhaled and said softly: "Huang Man'er, hold on again."
A bright white light started in Xijing and rushed from Beimang to Liuzhou.
A closer look reveals that there are actually two streams intertwined and twisted together, like twin dragons chasing pearls.
Xu Fengnian tried his best to straighten his waist, showing a rare look of solemnity, holding the knife in his left hand, opening his right hand, lifting the cold knife and slashing it across the palm of his hand.
Firmly clenched his fists.
Behind Xu Fengnian, who was facing the dragon head at this time, the young man who bit his sword and dashed forward forcibly collided with the purple thunder.
Tian Lei, who was supposed to hit Xu Fengnian's back, was intercepted by the young man. Under the impact, the thin young man was impacted on the spot and his feet fell on the ground and his body leaned back.
The original straight line of the purple thunder trajectory shifted slightly, showing a slight twist.
The splendid purple electricity sputtered frantically on the boy's head.
The boy was hit by the unstoppable purple thunder, and his knees have sunk into the ground.
The front end of the purple thunder was cut into a gap by the fixed storm that the teenager bit in his mouth, but it was still not enough to break the purple thunder.
The purple light crazily haunts the sword, and the sword trembles like an autumn cicada.
Even if a famous sword is among the best, how can it block this purple thunder?
The entire face of Huang Man'er Xu Longxiang is "embedded" in the purple thunder.
On the surface, the eighth purple thunder is just as thick as a hug wood, not so majestic and terrifying, only better than the slender sixth thunder, and even far worse than being Xu Fengnian's one-sleeved dragon The first thunder that was destroyed, the latter was back
The mouth is as thick as a water tank. However, the tranquility of Tantai watching the battle and Deng Tai'a are very clear that this purple thunder is enough to strip out hundreds of sixth sky thunders that are equivalent to powerful and powerful. If Jian Qi is close to Huang Qing to see this scene alive, I’m afraid
I'm afraid that if you are not reconciled, you can die and stare.
This is the real strength of Xu Longxiang after he has entered the realm of celestial phenomena.
With such a terrifying strength, any gas trainer finds it intolerable for the world.
A figure suddenly appeared next to the young man, vaguely visible as an old man in a yellow and purple robe.
Huang Man'er, who bit the long sword, turned his head hard, letting the purple thunder hit his neck.
The elderly Taoist closed his eyes tightly, facing the young man.
One old and one young, reunion after a long time.
The old man grinned.
The purple golden lotus flower that Xu Fengnian opened on the tip of the knife earlier was the tragic result of the complete withering of the old man's life, the purple golden lotus.
The figure of the old Taoist disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The boy's face was shrouded in purple light, his lips moved slightly, but there was no sound, let alone whether the boy was crying.
The old Taoist who had dissipated his lower body first turned his head and glanced at Xu Fengnian's side, "The surname Xu, don’t be dead, it doesn’t matter if you go to the grave without wine, just burn a few more copies of "The Heart Sutra" It's okay."
"Apprentice, the master just reincarnated first, and we will be masters and apprentices in the next life..."
"Also, there are so many hawthorns on the mountain this year. It's a pity that your kid is gone. Without you, I can't finish the food without your help."
The old man turned his head and looked at the young man, as if he had returned to the dilapidated Taoist temple at the foot of Longhu Mountain. As always, the old man pointed his finger at the sky and said angrily: "Huang Man'er, **** his mother. Heavenly Tribulation!"
A generation of celestial masters disappeared.
The boy who twisted his neck to see the old man was hit by the sky thunder and lowered his head, trying to raise a drooping arm, trying to reach out and grab the master to prevent the old man from leaving.
But in vain.
The young man took a step forward, and suddenly his abdomen vibrated like a drum, resonating with the earth, creating a circle of ripples.
If there is any unevenness, it will sound!
Except for the brothers and the dragon python circle, ten miles away, all the earth collapsed in an instant!
But at the turning point where Xu Longxiang became more and more frustrated, the true dragon that was dying in a specific realm but was not dead received a strong new life like a long drought and rain.
The two intertwined white lights suddenly parted ways after approaching the head of the true dragon, and then instantly slammed into the lifeless eyes of the true dragon!
The finishing touch!
The real dragon opens its eyes!
The four dragon claws of the real dragon body with the corpse separated propped into the ground.
The head cut off by the cold knife swept back to the body, tightly seamless, and recovered as before.
This real dragon flew into the sky and disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, the head of the real dragon protruded into the clouds, looking down at the world, overlooking the world, and its tail looming in the clouds and mist eight hundred meters away.
Tantai said calmly and infatuatedly: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this... Qianzhang, Tianlong..."
Xu Fengnian turned a blind eye to this and muttered to himself: "I wanted to go to Luoyang Ancient City to let you show up later."
A drop of blood slowly fell from the gap in his fist.
When the drop of blood was three feet from the ground, Xu Feng yelled and said solemnly: "Please!"
Boom!
If water droplets hit the quiet water surface, the sound is particularly pronounced.
The thousand-foot-long Tianlong's mouth shot out a heavenly thunder like a ball, rushing to the ground.
A burly man appeared in front of Xu Fengnian's blood dripping with golden light. Perhaps none of the hundreds of emperors in the history books for thousands of years in the Central Plains can compare with him as an emperor. After he held one hand, he stretched out one hand, understatement, and supported the purple thunder that covered the sky and the sun.
The majestic man with his back to Xu Fengnian calmly said: "Send a word to her, and say, ‘Women are ashamed’."
Xu Fengnian was silent, turned sideways to the south, and squeezed a second drop of blood, "Please again!"
A man with a Confucian appearance smiled and appeared opposite Xu Fengnian.
He nodded and smiled at Xu Fengnian, "Don't ask where I come from and where I am, but think about where I am going to see whom. I told you about the sixth life of Lu Dongxuan, and it can be regarded as talking to myself. After today, no Regret?"
Xu Fengnian pointed his finger at his heart.
The man smiled knowingly.
His temples were frosty white, but he did not compromise his incomparable elegance. He looked at a tall woman who covered her mouth and sobbed in the distance, and said softly "Silly big yo", and then Hold up the palm of your hand.
A bright moon gradually rose from the palm of his hand.
Pale-faced Xu Fengnian turned to look north again, and said solemnly: "Three please!"
A beam of light suddenly descended into the world from a height tens of thousands of miles away.
A true martial art body!
But different from the various atmospheres derived from the solemnity of the treasure on the Spring God Lake last time, the appearance of the Zhenwu Dharma body this time is full of oppressive auras that violate the laws of heaven.
Above the nine heavens, countless fish-line-like golden silk threads drew arcs and fell, hitting the bottom on the ground, and crazily entwining the limbs of this true martial art.
But even if this kind of rebellion against heaven was born, no fishing line dared to appear near the head of the true martial art body.
However, the ethereal and extraordinary scattered flower goddesses with large sleeves around the Faxiang were torn to pieces by the fishing lines intertwined into a net.
Deng Tai'a can't take care of the calm and inexplicable gaffe of Tantai next to her, her face is full of shock, and she smiles bitterly: "Wang Xianzhi, you are a monster, but this guy is a lunatic."
After Tantai calmed down, Begong Bijing bent over and tumbled to the end, sobbing, bowed his head and choked, "Master, you said that the way of heaven is to make people bow their heads, but the avenue is to let the turtles of the East China Sea and the frogs at the bottom of the well, either. Enjoy yourself
. The disciple was wrong and understood. "
When the real martial arts body lifted its foot, the battle began to flow.
I saw this master pull off the dense golden fishing line with one hand, and stepped on the purple thunder that was still reluctant to young Huang Man'er with one foot.
The purple thunder breaks into two pieces like a fishing rod.
The method that took a step before held two purple thunders in both hands, and threw one of them back into the sky, while the other threw towards the already-climatic Northern Mang Tianlong.
Ancient book records that water bugs and mountain pythons have transformed into dragons for five hundred years, and dragons have become true dragons for thousands of years, and they will eventually become supreme dragons after thousands of years.
The True Dragon of Northern Mang shouldn't have achieved the Bourgeoisie of the Heavenly Dragon so quickly, but the way of heaven is like this.
The heavenly dragon that wanders in the clouds and the Great Emperor Zhenwu are enemies, actually respectful but fearless, and stretched out a claw to press against the half of the purple thunder.
The dragon claw was pierced by the thunder spear, and Tianlong lowered his head to break through the clouds and roared to the ground, exploding again from his mouth to reveal a purple thunder.
Xu Fengnian said with a blank face: "No matter the world, in the north, dare to be presumptuous?!"
Zhen Wu Faxiang slowly opened his mouth at the same time, and his voice was extremely loud, like Hong Zhong Dalu echoing the world.
The Tianlong, which set off the sea of clouds like a raging wave, immediately showed his true body after the Zhenwu Faxiang made a sound, no more clouds and mists covered it.
But at the same time, a beam of majestic light fell in each of the east, west and south.
So the whole world quaked.
Xu Fengnian, who seemed to have returned to the light, showed a sickly glow, and turned his head to nod to the illusory Zhenwu Dharma body.
The burly man full of imperial aura has arbitrarily dialed away the purple thunder and asked with a smile: "When will you stay?"
The elegant man who lifted the moon into the sky with his palm rested, when he opened his five fingers, Yue Hui Wushuang, that round moon turned into a northern light sword in Xu Fengnian's hands, he smiled and said: Worry is worry-free. The world disturbs itself and disturbs itself. I discussed the Tao with the third generation Lu Dongxuan three times, and I felt that it is reasonable to not offend the water of the well. The principle, the principle of the great, and the law of the great, it is not the truth."
Between words, as the brilliance dissipated, the figure of the romantic and elegant man began to waver.
The Great Qin Emperor laughed suddenly, appeared at the feet of Zhenwu Fa, sitting north and looking south, before he turned into brilliance and dispersed into Zhenwu Fa, he yelled: "Go away!"
The three majestic beams of light in the three places in the south, east and west actually froze.
Although the three beams of light immediately skyrocketed, not to be outdone, at this moment, Xu Fengnian was already holding a knife in both hands.
Zhenwu Dharma Body also made a gesture of holding a sword.
The four claws of the sky dragon were pressed heavily in the air, and the two strands of dragon's beard trembled violently, holding a dragon ball in its mouth.
The big pearl is like a scorching sun!
Xu Fengnian stepped out and slashed down.
Zhen Wu Dharma Body is also stepped forward and cut down with a knife.
An arc moon was split into the sky.
Cut on the big sun-like pearl hovering in the air!
This scene is like a collision between the sun and the moon.
The dragon scales of Tianlong Qianzhang's body shook violently.
Xu Fengnian's knife slashed, as if half of the mountain stopped moving forward.
A tiny hole broke in the blade.
The flesh and blood of Xu Fengnian's hands holding the knife were worn out, and finally the bones touched the handle of the knife.
The four-clawed Tianlong was forced to retreat step by step, constantly roaring~IndoMTL.com~Xu Fengnian burst into a burst of scarlet blood, and roared: "I killed the Tianlong!"
The cold knife slammed into two pieces.
Xu Fengnian fell heavily on the ground.
High in the sky, the dragon ball burst open.
A round of arc moon cut the head of the Beimangtian dragon behind the dragon ball in half in the sky!
The earth shook, and the huge white python, which was far less than a thousand-foot Tianlong, jumped up, opened its big mouth, and swallowed all the Tianlong's head and half of its body!
After half of the dragon's abdomen was dragged to the ground, the python continued to devour the last half of the dragon's body!
The world is silent again.
Without heaven, man and dragon, the snow finally fell unscrupulously.
Xu Fengnian cut the dragon.
The cool python swallows the dragon!