Chapter four hundred and seventy-eight, please wish less
At this time, the morning sun was rising, its rays of divine radiance shining brightly across the world, driving away the stars in the bright and quiet night.
Under the sky, above the Emerald City, there was a mythical carriage, paved with a sea of gold. A maid walked out of the carriage, with a beautiful appearance and temperament. Her words were astonishing, which shocked thousands of cultivators in the wasteland. Then there was a buzz, and everyone
They all made a noise and said:
"Even though the man in this carriage has a shocking aura and world-shaking magical powers, his behavior is too domineering and he does not overestimate his own abilities!"
"It's really a joke to challenge so many cultivators in the world at the same time..."
When everyone was shocked, the woman who came out of the mythical carriage had a trace of contempt on her charming white face, as if she was mocking the ignorance of the cultivators. Her eyes were charming and charming. She looked down and spoke in a cold voice,
Again:
"Cultivation practitioners who come from the big world should stand up for themselves."
"You are a girl who is so in need of discipline. Didn't your master tell you how you should behave?" A cultivator saw that this woman, as a maid, was very impressive and looked down on all living beings. When she finished her words, she immediately made sarcastic remarks, causing
Everyone laughed.
And the person who spoke was a monk who came to the wilderness area to challenge Zhu Jiu. He was born in a certain big world. He was a young man with an ordinary build, wearing a white shirt, and an extraordinary aura.
When the young man in white clothes spoke, he walked in the air. Every time he took a step, a light green flower leaf grew out of thin air under his feet. The lines were dense and dense, like duckweed. The man's magic power fluctuated from the sky to the earth, and he was also the young man who touched the wall of the road.
Strong.
In the blink of an eye, this young man was in mid-air. He faced eighty-one dragon carriages and stared at the woman in front of the carriage, his eyes like swords.
'Boom'
In the mythical carriage, without any warning, a big hand appeared. It was dark gold in color and had sharp fingertips. It was a magic hand in the shape of a dragon's claw. It was more than ten meters in size. It held the power of the sky, and the wind and thunder roared as soon as it appeared.
, which locks and confines all things in the void.
The white-robed young man who ascended into the air hummed softly and immediately took action to deal with it. Wood grain appeared in front of him, and he quickly outlined an extremely tough shield that looked like it was coiled with ten thousand-year-old vines.
At the same time, a green vine sprouted from the young man's fingertips, and emerged into a green dragon. It was more than six feet long, lifelike, roaring and ferocious, and rushed towards the mythical dragon chariot.
The young man in white robe made extraordinary moves and formed a shield made of ten thousand years old wood. He defended tightly and used vines to grow dragons. His magical powers were astonishing, and he could attack while defending.
"Practice the magic of dragon transformation in front of me, and let you experience the real dragon magic!" A voice came from the dragon carriage, very deep, without any change in tone, as if it was coming from another time and space.
Come, condensed and erratic.
As soon as the voice fell, golden light shone from the huge dragon-shaped magic hand, and a small golden dragon swam out.
‘Chi’
Like lightning, the golden dragon instantly pierced the head of the young man in white robe, which was transformed into a green dragon made of wooden vines, causing it to disintegrate and become a green vine again.
Then, the dragon claw magic hand suddenly grabbed the old vine shield and crushed it to pieces. The five fingers on the claws transformed and intertwined in the void. The roar of the dragon was startled, and each finger turned into a great dragon of light.
The hunt was rumbling, mana surged, and the white-robed young man was entangled and imprisoned by five dragons. At this time, the five dragons formed a dragon-clawed hand, holding the young man tightly.
'puff'
The dragon-shaped magic claw was extremely cruel, and it caught the frightened young man in white robe to pieces without even giving him a chance to speak.
Blood sputtered all over the sky, and the drops were crystal clear.
The blood of a powerful cultivator is as red and bright as a gem, containing immense energy.
This blood essence formed a small rain of blood, which was sprinkled in front of the chariot shaft. The eighty-one dragons in front of the car stretched their necks and were extremely ferocious, sucking up the essence and blood all over the sky.
After the death of the young man in white robe, a hazy and ethereal aura of the world filled his body, which was collected by the dragon's claws and put back into the car, hiding away.
The cultivators onlookers were extremely astonished, and everyone was stunned and speechless. The cultivator in the dragon carriage was so arrogant that he didn't even show his true appearance, and he grabbed and exploded a prodigy who touched the wall of the road.
The power of the cultivator in this car was simply unbelievable. No one said anything, they were silent, and they didn't even dare to discuss it.
In front of the dragon carriage, the woman who was a maid seemed to be used to seeing mysterious figures in the carriage. She used magical means to solve battles with one move. It was no surprise that there was a hint of intoxication on her pretty face, and then she looked at everyone, coldly.
road:
"All cultivators from the great world should take the initiative to stand up and let my young master absorb the energy of the world, so as to avoid death."
The crowd was quiet and no one answered.
Suddenly, a mysterious voice sounded in the car, saying: "Who dares to leave without my consent?"
'Boom'
A Five-Dragon Divine Claw poked out of the car again, breaking all resistance. He grabbed a cultivator below who was about to leave quietly. He also squeezed and exploded it. It turned out to be a big world cultivator. After his death, a blurry world emptied out.
The shadows are also converged.
At this point, everyone below looked at each other. For a moment, they were quite lost in response. They were shocked by the thunderbolt method of the person in the dragon carriage, and they all stood silently and dumbly.
"Since no one came out on the initiative, you asked me to do it myself?" The voice in the car started again, but the sound lingered. A golden symbol suddenly shot out from the void above the car frame, and with a dragon's roar, it turned into a virtual image of a dragon's head.
More than three feet tall, like water poured by molten iron, cold and hard, with a pair of eyes showing boundless majesty.
‘Boom boom’
The dragon's eyes opened and closed, making a sound of metal collapsing, which made those who heard it feel heartbroken. The void in front of the dragon's eyes was cracked like ice, and cracks appeared.
Suddenly, two rays of light shone out from the dragon's eyes, like a magic lamp, illuminating the world of Xianming Jiuzhou.
"ah......."
When the eyes looked at the crowd, one after another people were unable to move and were frozen. Then dragon-shaped magic claws appeared out of thin air. They grabbed these people one by one and crushed them. The energy of the great world escaped from the bodies of the dead.
It turns out that this pair of dragon eyes can see into the origins of people and tell who is from the big world.
"The man in the carriage is really the reincarnation of the devil. He is so powerful that he kills cultivators in the world like a dog."
"It's so powerful. I've only seen him in my life! He's a true genius." Countless cultivators who were not from the big world, whispered in low voices as if it had nothing to do with themselves, as if they were afraid of attracting the attention of the people in the carriage.
At this time, a scream like a slaughtering pig suddenly sounded in the crowd:
"Hey...hey...wait...wait, I'm just a reseller. Although I come from the big world, I'm not here to compete for the world's luck. Why are you arresting me? Stop it...
..”
Everyone looked and saw that the person making the inhuman howl was a fat man with voluptuous flesh. He held a small jade bowl on his head to resist the dragon's grasp, but the small bowl was making a buzzing whine, and he was about to lose.
The fat man hadn't really been caught yet, and he started howling loudly.
Fatty is known to most cultivators in the wasteland, and he is none other than Mori. Many people have done barter transactions with him.
Standing next to the fat man were the Golden Eyed Sword Lord, Shen Xinu, Lan Rumeng and others, and everyone changed their colors.
Several people had a good relationship with the fat man. When they saw that he was about to be taken by the dragon's hand, they all wanted to take action despite knowing that they were outmatched.
Just before a few people took action, Fatty Mo howled like a pig being killed, but his head was not confused, and he said in a shocked voice:
"You guys are no match for the people in the carriage. Go and ask Master Zhu to take action. Just tell Master Zhu that I am willing to buy all kinds of rare things for him for free. There is no charge. Please save my life."
This was a critical moment. Fatty Mo spoke these words at the fastest speed in his life, extremely fluently, extremely fast, and his words were as smooth as jumping beans. It was rare for his speech to be clear and clear, without any ambiguity in every word.
The Golden Eyed Sword Master shouted: "Yes, Shen Xi, you and Lan Rumeng, please go and ask Young Master Zhu to come out of seclusion."
Without saying a word, the two women immediately turned around and flew towards the Emerald City.
At this time, Fatty Mo screamed, and his Taoist treasure bowl fell down with a whine. The defense was broken, and the golden dragon hand suddenly grabbed it at Fatty Mo.
The Golden Eyed Sword Master Shen shouted and took action, two sword shadows emerged from his eyes, which were too fast to be seen clearly, and they slashed towards the dragon's hand and claws.
‘dangdang’
The magic claw dragon's fingers flicked, easily disintegrating the two sword shadows into streams of light, and the dragon's claws soared, covering the sky, and even the golden-eyed sword master wanted to grab it together.
Fatty Mo’s eyes were ashen and he kept muttering:
"It's over... It's over. I, Mori, haven't even completed a hundred big worlds in business, so I will die before my great achievements are accomplished..."
He was muttering and dying, and suddenly a cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ears, saying:
"Oh, your ambition is really big. You want to expand your business to a hundred big worlds. Don't worry, you won't die. I'm waiting for you to give me free stuff!"
This sound, to Fatty Mo's ears, sounded like the sound of a fairy. No, it sounded a hundred times better than the sound of a fairy.
Fatty Mo's small eyes suddenly glowed with a light of vitality, and his voice was as sharp as a hen being strangled by the neck, crying out as if it was trying to survive:
"I hope you will save me~~~~"
This call had extremely complex emotions and was full of the joy of surviving a desperate situation. It had no normal timbre at all and was almost like a scream, with a long tail tone that lasted for a long time.
"Stop screaming, it's really unpleasant." The cold voice came again, and a young man walked out of the void naturally, with a bright black robe and a peaceful face.
The seemingly unstoppable magic-clawed dragon hand that grabbed Mori and the Golden Eyed Sword Master was spit out a wisp of black mist by the young man. In an instant, the dragon's claw was wrapped in this wisp of black mist.
Soon, there was no trace of the dragon claw magic hand, and it was swallowed up by the thin black mist, and it was completely wiped out.
"Zhu Jiu is here!"
"Looking at the power of the dragon hand, I thought no one could beat it. But now I see Mr. Zhu taking action, he easily retracted his claws. This is truly an invincible method."
"I previously thought that the power of the magic claw was unmatched by anyone, even if Zhu Jiu came, but now I see that Master Zhu is still the most powerful!"
Countless people in the crowd felt relieved when they saw Zhu Jiuhou. Photographed by the Jiaolong carriage, it was originally silent and almost no one dared to speak. At this moment, it suddenly became noisy again and everyone was vying to speak.
Lan Rumeng and Shen Xinu stopped leaving and looked at Zhu Jiu. Their beautiful eyes were full of joy and splendor, as bright as stars.
With everyone watching, Zhu Jiu glanced at Fatty Mo and Jin Tongjianjun, and smiled lightly. Then he raised his head and looked at the dragon carriage that covered the sky in mid-air. His eyes were as sharp as a sword from the sky.
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