"Bo Chen, are you okay?"

Li Xiaoguan ran to An Bochen and asked with concern.

An Bochen signaled that it was okay, looked at the Ao Taoist who had not come back to his senses for a long time, nodded, and then turned to Li Xiaoguan: "Xiaoguan, go and appease the lord and the emperor and say I'm going to save people."

"That's a real dragon, Bo Chen..."

Before Li Xiaoguan finished speaking, An Bochen had disappeared out of thin air.

In a few teleportations, Amber Chen had already passed by hundreds of miles and came to a giant ink-colored pillar.

"He is here that disappears... Tongtianzhu."

An Bochen looked at it quietly.

Like the pillar of heaven that buried Amber Chen deep, the giant pillar in front of him stood in the abyss, standing up to the sky and faintly exuded an ancient aura, connecting the cave heavens above and blessed land below.

The vitality poured into his eyes, and An Bochen used his past eyes in the Immortal Realm.

The past that Tongtianzhu experienced echoed in front of Anbochen's eyes. There were white dragons flying into the abyss to avoid the magic circle, and there were also changes in Tongtianzhu over the past hundred years.

One hundred and eighty years ago, Anbochen destroyed a pillar of Tongtian. The six caves on it were shaking. The King of Dongyue took advantage of the opportunity and broke another one in the battle. Only four pillars of Tongtian were left in the blessed land of the cave. The original thirty-six caves were in name only, and they broke up and merged into the current ten caves, supported by the four pillars of Tongtian.

"I don't know what role Ao Gui played in that battle."

An Bochen whispered, then learned the body of the white dragon avoiding the magic circle, carefully shuttled through the purple abyss, moved around, and reached the bottom of the abyss soon.

The purple air in the abyss came from a well spring, and the spring water gushed up from the spring's eyes, and the water vapor swelled like clouds.

An Bochen passed by again, and saw the white dragon carrying everyone and drilling into the spring.

It seems that his nest is at the bottom of the spring.

An Bochen said in his heart, and without thinking too much, he jumped into the spring.

The spring was not big, and the two of them hugged each other together. Before they entered the spring, they were very narrow at first, as if they were a long bottle mouth. When they were deep, they suddenly became clear. In front of Anbochen, there were a purple water area. This water area was empty, with no fish, shrimp, turtles, and corals and plants. There were not even gullies and canyons at the bottom of the water, just like a pool of stagnant water filled at the bottom of the bottle.

An Bochen looked around and glanced around, but he didn't find a nest that could hide dragons. He couldn't help but feel a little strange.

The body involuntarily sank, and Amberchen fell to the bottom of the water.

As soon as his feet touched the riverbed, his expression suddenly changed.

It was as if I suddenly encountered something, and the purple spring water was no longer dead, and it rushed towards Anbochen frantically, and the weight of the water was constantly increasing. Later, every grain of water was like a mountain, tightly binding Anbochen.

"Hahaha......"

Flashes of crazy laughter came from a distance, and a water droplet ten miles away broke, revealing the figure of a white dragon. He actually hid his huge body in the dusty water droplets, no wonder An Bochen could not notice it.

"You are so brave. You are really chasing me. Have you never told you about your sect's senior, what is this place?"

The white dragon's voice was sarcastic: "Hmph, Thunder Liquid Essence Yun, the leader of the extreme water between heaven and earth, don't you really don't know?"

So that's it, no wonder it's so heavy.

An Bochen thought in his heart, purple light flashed in his eyes, and a thunder bead flew out steadily.

"receive!"

An Bochen shouted softly, the thunder pearls shining brightly, constantly absorbing the purple water beside him.

This water is the Thunder Liquid Jingyun, which is extremely heavy and extremely strong, and is definitely not something that ordinary magic weapons can hide. And An Bochen's thunder pillar happens to be refined by the essence of heavenly thunder, and it complements each other as a container of the Thunder Liquid Jingyun.

The dragon also saw the thunder beads and was a little surprised. Then he sneered disdainfully: "This spring water has a magic array that connects the nine heavens. The thunder liquid is inexhaustible. Unless you can make the heaven no longer submerge thunder, you will never be able to collect all the thunder liquid."

As the dragon said, the thunder bead was almost full, but the spring water did not decrease a little, and it was still endless.

What a cunning dragon, it seems that he deliberately attracted me here.

An Bochen said in his heart, seeing the dragon looking at him with a sarcastic look on his face, An Bochen sneered, and took advantage of the moment when the thunder beads were storming, he used all his energy to jump up, then teleported, and appeared in front of the white dragon in a blink of an eye.

"I knew you would."

The white dragon was not surprised, and smiled lowly and swept across the dragon's tail, passing a afterimage scroll towards An Bochen.

As usual when An Bochen fought, his palm became as big as a mountain and slapped at the white dragon.

Something unexpected happened to An Bochen. Facing the attack that White Dragon was not too fast, An Bochen actually lost his breath.

The dragon tail flew over Amberchen's arm and swept hard into his chest. Amberchen groaned and flew backwards.

"Idiot. Do you think the battle at this bottom of the spring is the same as on the ground? Before you knew it, your speed and strength have been weakened by the thunder liquid, but you just can't feel it yourself."

Bailong laughed.

Amberchen tried hard to stabilize his body and gathered his feet as they were about to stick to the riverbed.

After being reminded by Bailong, An Bochen discovered that every move of his movement was inadvertently affected by thunder liquid, which was far less coherent and smooth than usual. Even if he used Taoism, it would take longer than usual to sacrifice the Dharma.

This dragon is not simple. Although his aura is half weaker than me, his combat experience is particularly rich.

An Bochen looked at the Bailong opposite him and thought to himself.

The reason why he was at a disadvantage was that Bai Long had won the advantage of the right time and place. An Bochen had always fought against the strong with weak. This was the first time he was at a disadvantage when facing someone who was not as good as his own.

For a moment, a hint of excitement that had rarely appeared again in An Bochen's heart, and his attention was completely concentrated.

Yes, why can he exert all his strength in the thunder liquid?

An Bochen's heart moved and he vaguely thought of a way to break the enemy.

However, the dragon did not give An Bochen a chance to breathe. In a blink of an eye, it flew to An Bochen and attacked with a claw.

An Bochen struggled to resist, tired of resisting, and soon fell into a disadvantage again.

Wuxie's core has been cut off. In the previous battle with the masters of the three dynasties, An Bochen relied on his own energy to maintain Wuxie. It was because he had the upper hand that he had no scruples. Now he was beaten by this dragon without any power to fight back, so he had no strength to maintain Wuxie. He could only use his flesh palm to fight the white dragon. The result can be imagined.

After less than ten rounds, An Bochen was knocked out again.

Bailong laughed and attacked again. An Bochen did not fight. He used the power of backward flying to teleport a few times and flew back ten miles away.

"Don't dare to fight?"

Bailong didn't chase him, and looked at An Bochen from afar.

I saw An Bochen sitting cross-legged, pinching the seal in his hand, and exploring him from time to time. Bai Long was slightly surprised. In a flash, his face changed, but he guessed something.

"Oh no, he found out."

As he muttered in a low voice, Bailong quickly flew towards An Bochen.

"What did he find?"

A childish voice sounded from the dragon's mouth, but Li Xian hid behind a huge dragon tooth and asked with his head protrudingly.

"If you talk nonsense, I will swallow you!" Bai Long was furious.

"But, will you not have diarrhea after eating raw meat?"

Li Xian curled his lips and then stood up, wandering back and forth in the palace-sized dragon's mouth, looking left and right, with great interest. Suddenly, he suddenly felt dark before his eyes. He turned around curiously, looked through the gaps of teeth as dense as mountains and forests, and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Oh my God, another dragon!"

The one who appeared in Li Xian's sight was a nine-clawed real dragon, whose body shape and appearance were almost exactly the same as the white dragon, except that his scales were blue.

The green dragon's drooping eyelids opened a gap, and four rushes in his eyes were rushing, and then he twitched the dragon's tail and swept towards the white dragon.

"boom!"

The thunder liquid was as light as the wind, sliding across the long tail of the Azure Dragon without trace, except for occasionally stimulating a slight spark on the scales, with almost no resistance.

The dragon's tail swept down like a whip, but this time it was the white dragon flying backwards.

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