Zhao Ge: 64. The phantom of the horned dragon

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There are twisted spaces around the Qingming Pagoda. Qiu Qianhe shook the copper bell on his waist, and the blue light swept out, forming a winding and twisted passage in mid-air that stretched forward, leading to the pagoda gate.

"Go."

The passage avoids those distorted spaces, but it appears extremely unstable, and obviously it will not last long. Qiu Qianhe shook the copper bell once and his face paled for a moment, as if driving the simple copper bell to load him a lot.

The remaining disciples of the Royal Beast Sect didn't dare to dare any longer, and hurriedly stepped into the passage, and followed Qiu Qianhe quickly.

Qiu Qianhe was extremely fast, and his red robe flew over and reached the end of the passage in a short time.

A yin and yang tai chi light mark suddenly came oncoming.

——Someone has reached the Qingming Pagoda one step ahead!

Behind are the unstable passages and the group of disturbing juniors. Qiu Qianhe couldn't dodge. He snorted coldly, not advancing and retreating, slender and white like a woman's hand extending from under the robe.

The seemingly slender and feeble hand patted lightly in the air.

A phantom image of a fierce tiger jumped out, facing the smashed Tai Chi Yin and Yang seal in mid-air. There was only a muffled sound, and the phantom shadow of the tiger and the yin and yang mark of Tai Chi turned into broken light spots in mid-air.

Qiu Qianhe stepped out of the passage and looked up coldly: "Does the guys from the Jiuxuanmen only win by sneak attack?"

"This kind of martial arts can only be adopted by people." A slightly smiling voice sounded unhurriedly, and Shen Changge in the water cloud pattern robe walked out of the Qingming Pagoda with a fan and stood In the middle of the main entrance.

"Doesn’t the Royal Beast Sect claim that all beasts are spiritual friends? That martial arts should not be very important to you either."

Shen Changge smiled and said, swearing that the people and beasts of the Royal Beast Sect are the same kind without any dirty words. He drew a fan and his smile became brighter.

"Thousands of words are eloquent, and the "Budo" is scolded from beginning to end. It seems to be the Royal Beast Sect, right?"

Shen Changge was talking about the fact that the Huangling Dynasty, with the support of the Yu Beast Sect, failed to attack the Jintang Dynasty, the Yu Beast Sect disciples angrily beat the corpse from the beginning to the end in the Zongmen. However, the elders of the Royal Beast Sect thought that it would be detrimental to spreading this kind of thing like a **** in the streets and alleys, so it was explicitly forbidden to talk to foreigners-although the elders themselves were laughing at the Central Plains martial arts.

So... how did Shen Changge know?

Qiu Qianhe was puzzled by the cold and vicious look on his face. His eyes swept across Shen Changge, and he said without a smile: "The chief of the Jiuxuanmen will one day be It's really unexpected to start a watchdog."

While talking, Qiu Qianhe thought quickly.

The people from the Jiuxuanmen seem to be not only the disciples of Shen Changge and Ganmai, but also those who can make Shen Changge this arrogant fellow stay at the gate. There are absolutely no people in the same generation, but according to the Eight Immortals The elders can’t easily deal with the agreement. This is strange...

Wait!

Qiu Qianhe's eyes sharpened sharply, and he looked at the dark space behind the huge stone gate.

No, that's not right, there is indeed such a person in the Nine Profound Gate who can command Shen Changge, a guy who is despised by everyone.

"Bai Li Shu..."

Qiu Qianhe almost squeezed out the name from the gap through his teeth.

Bai Lishu, after saying the three words, Qiu Qianhe felt the scar on his face start to ache. He seemed to see the snow-white sword light coming from the sky again, and the clear and cold sword sound faintly sounded in his ears.

At this time, the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect also walked out of the passage.

Seeing the people of the Jiuxuanmen standing under the tower gate, the eyes of the Yu Beast Sect disciples suddenly became fierce, and they stepped out one by one, standing behind Qiu Qianhe, pressing their sword hilts on their hands. .

Although the relationship between Imperial Beast Sect and Taishang Sect, and the Nine Profound Sects hasn't become as powerful as water and fire, it is almost there. After so long, they have been in a state of meeting and fighting.

"That **** guy is finally willing to come out of the Jiuxuanmen?"

Qiu Qianhe's voice was erratic and feminine, his hands drooping, and a vaguely coquettish red light radiated from his hands.

Behind Qiu Qianhe, the disciple of the Royal Beast Sect did not say a word, the sword drew, the sword drew the sword, and the spirit ring that controlled the beast began to emit a faint light.

Shen Changge chuckled softly and unfolded the folding fan with a "wow".

The fiery red sacrificial robe swayed slightly, Qiu Qianhe swept towards Shen Changge, his hands quietly protruding, bent like claws, the faint red light twisted and wandered on Qiu Qianhe's hands, condensed into a pair of burning fire Phoenix claw.

Shen Changge took a step forward, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang on the folding fan suddenly rotated.

The Jiuxuanmen and the Royal Beast Sect disciples can fight almost anytime and anywhere, but it is definitely not a good place to fight right now. Fortunately, the formation on the tower gate seems to be of some use, and there are not many space cracks under the giant gate.

After fighting a few times, Shen Changge suddenly felt that something was wrong.

——The disciples of Royal Beast Sect have not released their slave beasts yet.

As soon as this thought flashed, Qiu Qianhe suddenly raised his head, with a sarcasm on his face, the next moment his figure flickered and floated up.

"Soul End!"

Qiu Qianhe's voice sounded, and the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect who was fighting against the Nine Profound Gate suddenly pulled away. The phantoms of different beasts leaped up from the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect, and the low beasts roared like thunder.

The phantoms of the alien beasts stepped in the air, and rays of light glided out from under their feet, forming a formation that almost covered the entire space under the stone gate. The center of the formation was Qiu Qianhe in a red robe. .

This feminine leader of the Royal Beast Sect, who is not like a member of the Wild Spirit Dynasty, raised his hands and made a gesture of sacrificing the heaven and earth.

The formation of light is a masterpiece, and the phantom exchange rates of many alien beasts are together, condensed into a giant horned dragon in mid-air, and the figure of the horned dragon circulates almost occupying the entire giant gate. The dragon head swung back, staring at the disciple of the Jiuxuanmen as if looking down at an ant.

The ancient and wild aura hits his face, and the Jiuxuanmen disciple, who is watched by the horned dragon, stays in place and can't move. Shen Changge, who had originally leaped to attack Qiu Qianhe, faced Longwei and fell from midair with a snorting.

"Go!"

Qiu Qianhe shouted sharply, and led the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect into the Qingming Tower.

Shen Changge was holding the Yin-Yang fan, and the Tai Chi picture flashed on the fan, and he woke up from the shock of the horned dragon. He folded the fan, and a faint dim light burst out and swept away, awakening the rest of the Nine Profound Clan disciples.

But at this time Qiu Qianhe and others have already rushed into the Qingming Pagoda.

The guy Qiu Qianhe lied to him, Shen Changge's face sank, and he led the Qianmai disciple into the Qingming Pagoda.

The steps of Qiu Qianhe and others stopped before the disciples of the Jiuxuanmen could do anything.

A deep dragon roar sounded in the tower, and Qiu Qianhe fell from the midair as he was hit hard, with blood overflowing from his lips. The horned dragon formed by the souls of many different beasts summoned by the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect surged in midair.

In Qiu Qianhe's horrified gaze, all the unbroken spirit stones remaining in the Qingming Tower suddenly lit up, and dazzling rays of light shot/camped from all directions into the phantom of the horned dragon that suddenly lost control.

The Qingming Tower suddenly lit up.

This is indeed a towering tower that mixes Chaos Era and Wanxian Era styles. The tall tower pillars are extremely majestic as a whole, but the formations all over it are extremely prosperous decorations.

When the spirit stones inlaid on the formation nodes lit up at the same moment, the sky full of stars appeared on the dark sky.

The light gathers in the middle of the tower, forming a beam of light that runs through the entire tower.

The horned dragon that suddenly lost control hovered in the middle of the beam of light, the light of the spirit stone condensed on it, and the originally transparent figure suddenly became solid. This sacred beast, which is said to only be seen by Ming De Xianjun, occupies the tower, straightening its head towards the top of the Qingming Pagoda, making a deep neigh.

Bai Lishu's judgment is not wrong. The place in the center of Qingming Tower where the power of space and stars was originally condensed is indeed extremely dangerous.

The light from all directions illuminates the center of the tower. Standing on one side and looking at the other side, everything is blurred and distorted. I don't know how far the space is distorted and chaotic.

The giant horned dragon entangled in the twisted space, with its wings raised, and its scales glowing. It uttered a deafening roar, and the sound collided back and forth in the ring-shaped tower space, and the echo was mixed into a rolling thunder.

The horned dragon, this kind of beast that has appeared since the Chaos Era, is still a symbol of strength and might.

Along with the horned dragon's low roar, its wings vibrated, so a gust of strong wind suddenly hovered in the Qingming Pagoda. The wind was fierce, blowing like a steel blade. The chaotic space in the middle of the Qingming Tower hovered.

Like a stirred lake, a huge whirlpool formed in the center of the tower.

Qiu Qianhe stared at the huge whirlpool in a daze.

——Damn it! He never knew that the horned dragon phantom condensed from his soul could become such a terrifying thing!

Fucking him for the past ten years or so, he has been using this thing to delay time, and he has Longwei's paper stuff! ! ! Except for using Longwei to scare people, this thing is useless at all!

There is almost half the length of the tower in front of you, and the thing that can stir up the distorted space is he really made it?

"What did you do?!"

The horned dragon's low roar kept echoing in the Qingming Pagoda, and Shen Changge rushed in and grabbed Qiu Qianhe, who had not recovered from the backlash, and roared with his voice.

What did I do? ! How the **** do I know!

Qiu Qianhe almost wanted to respond like this. He coughed, and pulled his mouth to reveal a weird smile: "I don't know how to watch it?"

Shen Changge almost threw this guy into the center of the twisted tower.

At this time, the horned dragon's low growl had reached its last sound.

——Nine-tone beep.

The last dragon rumbling echoed in the tower with the majesty from the Chaos Era. The spirit stones embedded in the pattern nodes of the Qingming Tower burst one by one, breaking into the dust-like light spots that Jun Wanbai had seen before, fluttering down.

The space in the center of the tower completely formed a circling whirlpool, and the huge body of the horned dragon turned abruptly.

When Shen Changge questioned Qiu Qianhe, on the third floor of the Qingming Pagoda, some people were also asking what was going on.

"Damn it!"

The people standing on the third floor corridor of Qingming Pagoda only felt that they were being pulled by a powerful force. The stone railings beside him shattered piece by piece, and were drawn into a huge rotating vortex.

Everyone was very lucky and barely stood still.

Liao Qian's strength is the lowest. He clung to the tower post tightly before being swept away, his eyes closed shivering. Zhou Wen'an, who was wounded, was pulled by several Jiu Xuan disciples.

Jun Wanbai stood in front of a few Jiuxuan disciples, erecting his double swords to support them with difficulty. Not only her, but all the core disciples stood at the forefront and took the greatest pressure.

——The so-called core disciple is the first person to meet the danger when it comes!

Bai Lishu stood at the forefront, his long sword crossed, and a faint icy blue light covered everyone.

The change came abruptly, and I didn't know what was going on. Everyone didn't care about the reason, so they could only support them first and not let themselves be involved in that terrifying spatial vortex.

But when the last sound in "Nine Sounds" fell, the surrounding spirit stones shattered, and the rotating spatial vortex expanded in a big circle. The place where everyone stood was also gathered into it. The circling horned dragon phantom swooped down from above and plunged into the circling whirlpool.

——As if in that twisted space, something is calling it.

"Go in."

The voice of Bailishu rang in everyone's ears.

The ice blue light burst out, cold and dazzling. It is as bright as the mysterious ice that has been deposited on the plateau for thousands of years. The tower room behind it shattered a large hole, and the disciples of the Jiuxuanmen and Liao Qianye Qiusheng were pushed into the tower room by a force.

The familiar ice layer seals the hole in the tower chamber.

The faint blue ice layer separated the blade-like wind, separated the majesty of the horned dragon, and separated the huge whirlpool.

"Bailishu!"

Jun Wanbai stood up from the ground holding his swords.

On the stone steps with broken railings, the thin young man in white robes flying up and down stood holding a long sword. Looking across the ice, the man seemed to be standing far, far away from everyone, the expression on his face was still as usual, faint.

In the deep black tower, the echo of the horned dragon neighs, the light of the spirit stone, the vortex-like chaotic space...

——Go in.

The person's cold voice seemed to be ringing in his ears.

The spirit stone shattered, and the Qingming Tower returned to darkness.

In the moment before the darkness, the straight figure that seemed to be always in front of them was swallowed by the whirlpool together with the giant horned dragon phantom.