The body of a true dragon can swim in any water, including the extreme water in the world.

It was precisely because the White Dragon knew this that he lured An Bochen to this point. If An Bochen didn't come, he would be fine. Once he came, no matter how powerful he was in the Thunder Liquid Essence Yun, he would not be the match of the True Dragon.

But I didn't expect that An Bochen could see through this so quickly and transform into a real dragon.

"You little dragon, why don't you surrender quickly. If you give up a mortal, I might be able to spare your life."

An Bochen's teasing voice came, and the white dragon was furious and blew flames at An Bochen.

"Hmph, I see how long you can become."

The words of the white dragon are not aimless. The true dragon is also a monster, but it is the highest-ranking type among the ancient giant monsters. In ancient times, he defected to the heavenly court early and had noble bloodline. The immortal cast spells to transform into a true dragon. Even if he succeeded, he could not last long like he transformed into another creature. What's more, it was full of thunder liquid essence. Although he was not affected by resistance, he consumed more energy than on the plain.

While talking, the two dragons fought together again.

The situation is completely opposite to before. The blue dragon of Anbochen's change has the upper hand. The white dragon has been defeated repeatedly. After more than a hundred years of battles, he has been beaten to a bruised face, but he is not discouraged. He always avoids Anbochen's fatal blow at critical moments.

An Bochen is far from being able to control the true dragon form compared to Bailong, his advantage lies in his cultivation.

Gradually, Amber Chen felt a little trouble, and afterimages flashed across his face from time to time, switching between human and dragon faces.

"So this Qinglong was transformed by General An!"

Li Xian, who was dizzy when he saw it, happened to see it, and couldn't help but open his mouth and murmured: "It's still the dragon he has become so beautiful."

Bai Long couldn't stand Li Xian's long-term words, and when he heard this, he was even more angry and swallowed suddenly. Before Li Xian could protest, he was swallowed into his stomach.

He raised his head, Bailong sneered and looked at An Bochen, who was busy maintaining the dragon shape: "You know now that the bloodline of my true dragon clan is noble, and you can't become just like you want to change."

Without saying a word, An Bochen flew towards the white dragon, but wanted to maintain the real dragon form and fight quickly.

But he had to maintain the shape of a dragon and had to fight with the white dragon. He used his mind and consumed a lot of energy. Not only did he not fight for a long time, but he was gradually defeated by the white dragon.

This will not work.

An Bochen said in his heart.

However, how can we maintain the true dragon form?

A vast circle of sky floated in my mind, with stars moving, and six qi crisscrossing, but it seemed like a large circle repeating, from the cathode to the anode, constantly changing.

Since I can transform the flaws in the momentum into a round and flawless way, I can use it in the art of change. The cycle of heaven will never be full, and the nines will flow, and the other will change.

After the momentum derived from Zhoutian, An Bochen once again integrated the art of change into Zhoutian. The two corresponding evidences made An Bochen have a new understanding.

The Zhoutian seems to be round and flawless, but if it is really perfect, it cannot have so many changes. There should be nine or nine balances in the Zhoutian, maintaining its roundness, and there is another number that changes eternally, like an antelope hanging its horns, unpredictable. If there is no such variable, the Zhoutian should be perfect. With this variable, the Zhoutian will be equally perfect, but there is a difference between the two perfections.

One is the perfection of life, and the other is the perfection of constantly changing and full of vitality, which is exactly in line with the way of the heavens, from one pole to the other pole, repeating over and over again.

An Bochen was slightly excited. Before today, Zhou Tian’s Way only showed the tip of the iceberg in front of him, and he could only see the leopard in his mouth. Now he has gently lifted the mysterious veil of Zhou Tian, ​​revealing all kinds of beautiful scenery, which feasted him on his eyes.

The number of the Zhoutian is united by nine or nine.

When used in the art of change, the Zhoutian vital energy is divided into hundreds of parts, ninety-nine parts are constant, and only one part is used to change. This can not only save vital energy to the greatest extent, but also maintain the changed form.

The white dragon became more and more active as he fought, but when he looked at the Qinglong opposite him, his heart skipped a beat and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

A simple and profound breath of the true dragon floated away, and the green dragon's mouth blew, and every time the dragon's breath changed, it was as if it were false, which made the white dragon stunned.

"How could this happen..."

Before he could come back to his senses, the green dragon spewed out a ball of flame, sweeping away the tail of the dragon that could destroy the mountains and break the river, and smashing it heavily at the white dragon.

The white dragon whispered in pain and flew backwards.

Could this guy be a real dragon?

Holding up, Bailong looked at the flying green dragon in surprise. At this moment, he had no intention of fighting and flew up without hesitation.

"Let me out!"

A low buzzing sound came from the dragon's belly, and the white dragon's anger became even more intense: "The annoying child actually forgot to chew him and swallow him."

Seeing that the white dragon fled without fighting, An Bochen also flew up.

The two dragons flew out of the thunder liquid spring water first and then flew out of the abyss, turning into two phantoms of white and green under the night sky, chasing and running.

"What are you chasing me? I won't beat you!"

Bailong escaped while sending a message to An Bochen.

"Let go of those mortals." Amberchen said.

"Okay, okay, I'll let them go."

A cold light flashed in the white dragon's eyes, throwing the clouds in its claws towards Amber Chen.

An Bochen turned back into a human form in mid-air and carefully caught the cloud group. Seeing that the people as small as ants inside were safe and sound, he summoned the Yellow Turban Strongman and ordered him to send the mortals back, and then continued to chase the White Dragon.

Bai Long just breathed a sigh of relief, but found that An Bochen had chased me again, and a look of hatred flashed in his eyes and cursed: "You scoundrel, I have returned all the mortals to you, why are you chasing me?"

"I want the man in your belly." An Bochen said.

"That's right, let me out!"

Li Xian, who was trapped in the dragon's belly, could also hear An Bochen's voice transmission and shouted hurriedly.

"Shut up!"

Bailong was extremely annoyed and began to regret not being greedy for those mortals. Not only did he not enjoy the blessings, he instead provoked two evil stars.

"I have swallowed him, how can I let him out? Could it be that you want me to open my intestines and break my stomach?" Bai Long said angrily.

"You are a real dragon and not a mortal. You will not die if your stomach is broken." An Bochen said with a smile.

"You... are simply a rogue!"

Bailong gritted his teeth and did not dare to get angry. Once he alarmed the sect of the Cave Heaven and Blessings, the consequences would be beyond his current ability.

Forget it, my father is not at home, so I can only go there to ask my second uncle to solve this evil star. It's so annoying, so annoying!

In desperation, the white dragon turned a corner in the air and flew in another direction.

An Bochen also did not want to attract the sects of the Cave Heaven and Blessings, so he did not take action.

The white dragon flew into the sky, and the clouds and mist gathered under his dragon claws, boosting the fire, and the speed was extremely fast. An Bochen was not slow either. He teleported from time to time and could follow the white dragon closely.

A dragon and a man flew in the deep and dark night sky of the Cave Heaven and Blessing Land. Half an hour later, a vast ocean appeared in front of them. An Bochen looked at the sea and felt a little impression. He remembered that this was the border sea that once stretched between the Cave Heaven and Blessing Land and the Five Towns Haidu. A long time ago, this was the battlefield of the Manxiong Army, and I don’t know which family occupied it.

The white dragon plunged into the ocean, and An Bochen followed closely behind.

You can start by diving deeper.

An Bochen said in his heart, but when he saw the place where Bai Long fled, he was stunned.

A spring with bubbles appeared in the middle of the trench, and the light inside was dark.

Just as Amber Chen was distracted, the white dragon had already penetrated into the spring.

"He wants to lead me to Penglai?"

Standing by the spring, An Bochen muttered to himself, recalling the situation in his mind when he and Lu Fengqi and Wuhua flowed into Penglai through the void corridor.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and An Bochen no longer hesitated and flashed into the spring.

It was still a long and endless void corridor, exactly the same as before. The white dragon was far away from Anbochen. All you could see with your naked eyes was a black dot the size of a sesame. While Anbochen was walking in the void corridor, he was thinking about countermeasures after arriving in Penglai.

He had already guessed the plan of the White Dragon. Since it was the real dragon clan, the White Dragon must have been associated with Long Jiuzi. Although Penglai is an immortal land outside the world, there are several fighting dragon sons on Longshan.

Time passed quietly, and when Amberchen crossed the Void and floated up from the sea water on the other side, he suddenly became a little confused.

There are no unstable sea and mountains. At first glance, you can't see Penglai Fairy Mountain, but there are many islands covered with stars, like ink dots, sprinkling the blue sea.

On the island in front of Anbochen, mulberry trees formed a forest. Anbochen rubbed his eyes, and he felt very ridiculous when he saw him.

On the mulberry trees, there were many naked beauties sitting, spitting silk on their mouths and forming cocoons.
Chapter completed!