Tang Fan made up his mind and immediately sent out a divine thought.
The nine-puppet old monster waiting outside moved and jumped to the roof of the villa, sitting down cross-legged to protect Tang Fan.
Tang Fan looked at the dragon blood and dragon scales in front of him, feeling somewhat conflicted. He didn't know whether to absorb the dragon blood or comprehend the dragon scale projection first...
He builds the foundation of immortal veins, which is different from other monks in breaking through bottlenecks.
The formation of each immortal vein is either external stimulation or the accumulation of one's own heritage. If it were not for chance and the understanding of the way of heaven, no amount of pills and spiritual stones would be able to break through.
For this reason, Tang Fan has been preparing since the formation of the fourth immortal vein. Understanding and fighting coexist. Only in this way can the potential be stimulated.
Tang Fan's first immortal vein was inspired by the projection of dragon scales, from which he touched the aura of heaven and began his journey of establishing the foundation of his immortal vein.
Although the weapon spirit had been secretly guiding all of this, if Tang Fan hadn't worked so hard to obtain it, he wouldn't have gotten such an opportunity.
Thinking of this, Tang Fan picked up the first dragon scale he got. He still wanted to start by understanding the dragon scale.
On the surface, the dragon scale looks like a piece of black jade. Apart from the strange lines on it and the vicissitudes of life it exudes, there is nothing special about it.
Tang Fan's purple eyes flashed, and as the purple light shone on the dragon scales, the terrifying coercion and powerful spiritual energy inside were released. Amidst the roar, light and shadow like a slide were formed in front of Tang Fan's eyes.
Due to his previous experience, Tang Fan easily saw that this was a battlefield filled with smoke, with corpses like hills, blood like rivers, and a huge chariot that could not be seen at a glance.
The ancient fairyland is a world that is incomprehensible and difficult to touch!
Tang Fan didn't know why the fairy world was destroyed, and what force was responsible for destroying it?
Circles of red light emitted from the pitch-black chariot, like a devil urging death, very evil.
The dark spiritual beasts pulled the chariot and galloped away. It was hard to count how many there were, maybe tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.
They have strange shapes, and some even have heads that look like humans.
The running of the spiritual beasts caused the earth of the fairy world to tremble, and the advance of the chariots pushed the smoke of gunpowder.
The war drums roared, and there was a sense of solemnity.
"Ouch!"
A dragon roar swept through the entire fairy world, shaking the heaven and earth, and a golden light shot straight into the sky. Its huge body was like the sky of the fairy world.
It turned its head, and a star-like head appeared.
"My people, follow me to kill the rebellious aliens and keep my fairy world safe!"
The golden dragon's voice is like the rolling waves of the sea, and its sun-like eyes release a look of hatred.
"war!"
"war!"
The figures of the immortals flew away one after another, heading straight towards the attacking beasts.
At this moment, Jin Long turned his eyes to look at Tang Fan and let out a shocking voice.
"Come, come..."
"ah!"
The picture was blurry and pitch black. There was no chariot or golden dragon. All that was left was Tang Fan's bleeding eyes.
To be precise, what he shed was not blood, but purple light...
Tang Fan's body was shaking and his cultivation was unstable. Everything on the battlefield was still in his mind, especially the vicissitudes of Jin Long's helpless voice, which seemed helpless and full of hope.
Tang Fan felt the same way, and infinite compassion arose in his heart. It was as if there was a suppressed anger in his chest with nowhere to vent it.
He calmed down and used the Tailing Yi Jing to adjust the disordered spiritual energy. Gradually, the purple light in his eyes no longer leaked out, and the pain disappeared.
"What a strange feeling..."
Although Tai Ling Yi Suo Jing stabilized his cultivation, Tang Fan still felt his heart beating heavily, as if he had some mysterious connection with the golden dragon.
Before he understood what was going on, his brain turned dizzy, and the dragon crystal in his brain suddenly started to operate, shooting out bursts of golden light, making Tang Fan look like he was wearing a layer of golden armor.
"This is……"
Amidst Tang Fan's surprised voice, Dragon Crystal released another force of control, and the golden light flew straight towards the Dragon Scale.
Dragon Scale responded, suddenly flying up and hanging in front of Tang Fan's eyes.
This is not over yet, the golden light continues to cover it, and another dragon scale is lifted up.
"Why are you still dazed? I will block the pressure of heaven for you. Quickly run the Panshan Sutra, open the purple pupil divine eyes, and comprehend with your heart!"
The old voice of Qi Ling came to Tang Fan's mind.
"Senior, you appear again. Where were you some time ago?"
"Naochao, I can only hold ten breaths for you!"
The weapon spirit roared dissatisfied.
Tang Fan did not dare to waste any more time and quickly ran the Panshan Sutra, opened the purple pupil divine eye, and the purple light flashed towards another dragon scale.
More powerful pressure and spiritual power emanated from this dragon scale, but protected by the golden light emitted by the dragon crystal, Tang Fan did not feel any discomfort.
The weapon spirit knew very well that with Tang Fan's level of cultivation, he could only activate the projection of a dragon scale at the moment. If he had lost the protection of the dragon crystal, he would have been crushed by the pressure.
The smoke of the fairy battlefield reappeared in Tang Fan's eyes. He saw the two sides fighting fiercely together. The sound of the fighting was deafening. The figure of the golden dragon rushed straight towards the chariot, using its own golden light to counter the evil red emitted by the chariot.
mango.
"Ouch!"
There was a strange cry from inside the chariot, and a tiger-like monster flew out. He had nine heads, and each head had an extremely ferocious expression.
It raised its arms, opened its claws that could cover the stars, and clawed hard at the golden dragon's body.
The head in the center utters human words: "Old Long, you are already exhausted, why bother to support you!"
The golden dragon roared: "Luo Ming, you are just a watchdog in the immortal world. How dare you conspire with foreigners to betray the immortal world? You should be punished for your crime!"
"Old dragon, I'm going to peel off your skin, beat your tendons, and let you watch the Immortal World be destroyed before your eyes!"
"Go away!"
The golden dragon's body rolled up and hit its claws hard. Luo Ming's arm was bounced away, and the golden dragon took advantage of the situation and spun quickly.
"The Immortal Realm Formation, open!"
As the golden dragon circled, waves of golden mist emitted from the sky and the earth. These mist instantly formed a huge formation, in which thunder flashed, emitting the power of heaven and earth, completely surrounding Luo Ming and the chariot.
"The dragon swings its tail!"
The body of the golden dragon did not stop circling, but turned into countless golden shadows in the sky above the formation, blasting into the formation with the power to destroy everything.
"This is... Qiankun Formation and Shengang Fist!"
Tang Fan watched Golden Dragon's spells, becoming more and more familiar with them, and exclaimed.
"Old Long, if it were a hundred thousand years ago, I would not be your opponent, but now, I am not afraid of you!"
Luo Ming soared into the sky within the formation, his nine heads raised one after another, and his nine large mouths opened simultaneously, spraying out mist of various colors, which collided with the golden light blasted by the golden dragon.
The sound was shocking, the formation shook, and the golden dragon's old body also swayed.
But it did not back down. While maintaining the formation, it was still making waves to fight against Luo Ming.
It turned its head and looked at Tang Fan with a feeling, and another loud voice came out: "The immortal world will never be destroyed, I am waiting for you..."
As the golden dragon spoke, a powerful force rushed straight into Tang Fan's mind, shaking his skull to pieces.
"ah!"
Tang Fan let out a scream. The moment he woke up, he saw the golden light around his body disappear. The two black dragon scales shrank rapidly until they became the size of a fingernail, then flew towards his chest with a roar.
Penetrate hard.
"ah!"
Tang Fan let out another scream, and the two dragon scales merged with the flesh and blood on his chest, like two pieces of armor!
Then, the heavenly aura that Tang Fan was familiar with emitted from the dragon scales. Although the dragon crystal stopped rotating, his spiritual sea was still rolling, and there was vigorous power within it.
There was a roar and a golden light, like the golden dragon, suddenly broke through the spiritual sea and spiraled out...