Above the East China Sea, a majestic ancient dragon power suddenly appeared, instantly shocking the other members of the three religions.
Luokong Arhat and Yaoguang Xingjun, who were fighting against Hushan, immediately separated from each other at the moment when the dragon's power came out, standing in the sky, looking at the direction where Master Daoyang and Cen Ji were fighting from a distance, their brows furrowed.
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"This is indeed the ancient dragon power."
Feeling the endless majestic momentum in the void, Hu Shan stared at the direction of the howling wind, lightning and thunder, and said in a deep voice.
"Could it be that Venerable Daoyang or the remnant of the demon sect has the bones of a true dragon on his body?"
Listening to Hu Shan's whisper, Luokong Arhat and Yaoguang Xingjun also looked at each other, both seeing the horror in each other's eyes.
On the other side, Taoist Qingchen, who was fighting endlessly with the Bull Mastiff and Wolf Howl, also gave up temporarily and looked solemnly into the depths of the East China Sea.
"Great Elder, is this the ancient dragon power?"
Lang Xiao's mind was inexplicably trembling under this mighty divine power. He and the Bull Mastiff came to Hu Shan's side and asked in a deep voice.
Turning to look at the Bullmastiff and the others, Hushan's heart suddenly sank with a hint of fear in his expression.
He waved his hand and shot out a spiritual light. The mysterious light enveloped Qingqiu and the others, completely isolating the might of the ancient dragon.
At the same time, Taoist Qingchen flashed and came to Xie Heng and Xiaobai. A spiritual talisman flew out and turned into a light shield, protecting Xie Heng and the three of them.
The empty Arhat's eyes swept over Xie Heng and others, and finally landed on the pale-looking Yixian, who whispered the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha."
Then, a "卍" character flew out of Kong Luohan's hand, and a mysterious golden light bloomed on the top of Yixian's head, blocking out the power of the ancient dragon.
"Thank you, Sora-senpai."
After calming down the restless energy and mana in his body, Yixian cupped his hands towards Kong Arhat and thanked him sincerely.
He gently waved his hand towards Yixian.
Luokong Arhat felt it carefully again, and his whole mind was shocked by the vast dragon power. Even his snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly.
"Perhaps this dragon power is not released from the remains of the ancient dragon clan."
As soon as Luokong Arhat said this, he immediately attracted the attention of Hushan and Yaoguang Xingjun.
"Monk, what do you mean?"
Lord Yaoguang Xing, who was standing aside, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Kong Arhat with some surprise, and asked.
"The poor monk once heard that the Kowloon Holy Sect has a secret technique that can bring back to the world the overwhelming power of the dragon clan in the ancient times."
Hearing this, Lord Yaoguang Xing was horrified. He looked at the skinny old monk beside him and said in surprise:
"You mean, the legendary secret technique of the Nine Dragons Holy Sect, the Fulong Technique?"
"Back then, the three religions teamed up to break through the gate of the Kowloon Holy Sect. You even turned over the secret building, but you couldn't find it."
Staring at the rolling dark clouds in the distance in the void, and the overwhelming power of the ancient dragon sweeping out in all directions of the world, even Lord Yaoguang couldn't help but feel a little shaken.
"Didn't you say that this secret technique has been lost long ago and disappeared in the long river of time?"
"Amitabha, this poor monk is just guessing."
The empty Arhat was also full of doubts at this time. He pondered a little and said slowly:
"It's just that if it is really this secret technique of subduing dragons, then Brother Daoyang may be in some danger."
As soon as Luokong Arhat finished speaking, Lord Yaoguang Xing also felt his heart sinking. He raised his eyes to look at Hu Shan with a hint of joy on his face, and secretly said:
"Monk, for the current plan, we can only take down this old fox as soon as possible. Only in this way, no matter what the situation is on Brother Daoyang's side, we can take the initiative."
"Amitabha, Lord Xing makes sense."
The two of them judged the situation clearly in an instant, and focused their attention on Hu Shan again.
After noticing the changes in the auras of the two of them, Hushan had a flash of inspiration and instantly guessed their intentions.
"Two fellow Taoists, please give me some advice."
Hushan chuckled lightly, and with a push of magic, two white stone tablets appeared out of thin air again, directly killing Nakong Arhat and Yaoguang Xingjun.
"Hey, that poor Taoist will learn from fellow Taoist Hushan's clever tricks."
Yaoguang Xingjun glanced at the Void God Suppression Monument, waved his sleeves, and endless star power burst out from his body. In the void, clusters of yellow sparks were formed, flying towards the stone monument.
go.
"Amitabha."
The Luokong Arhat on the side formed dharma seals with his hands, and a big golden hand with the character "卍" smacked hard at the Void God-Suppressing Monument that came down.
At the edge of the battlefield, the people in Qingqiu Mountain and Taoist Qingchen and others looked at each other. They all stood in the barrier with their hands tied, waiting for the outcome of the battle between the two powerful forces.
"Junior brother, it is extremely rare to be able to watch the battle between powerful people. Take this opportunity to understand more of the principles and artistic conception."
Hearing this, Xie Heng and Xiao Bai both nodded repeatedly, looking at the three great masters who were fighting, the magical powers they had picked up at their fingertips, and their use of the energy of heaven and earth was also superb.
The two of them had even more strange looks in their eyes.
"Boy, the Dragon Subduing Technique of the Kowloon Holy Sect has appeared."
Suddenly, the long-silent voice of the Spiritual Gourd rang out in Xie Heng's heart.
"Um?"
Listening to the sound of the Ling Yun Gourd, Xie Heng was suddenly surprised and said doubtfully.
"Brother Calabash, didn't you say before that there are many powerful people on the East China Sea now, and it is easy to sense the special aura on your body? Why did you suddenly wake up at this time?"
"Boy, stop interrupting and listen to me."
There was a rare solemnity in Ling Yun Gourd's voice.
Listening to the solemn voice coming from the Ling Yun Gourd, Xie Heng also stopped his joking thoughts, separated a trace of his mind, sank into the sea of consciousness, and fell towards the innate soul.
Xie Heng Yuanpo slowly opened his starry eyes, looked at the spiritual gourd in his hand, and asked in a deep voice:
"Brother Calabash, you just said that the Dragon Subduing Technique of the Nine Dragons Holy Sect has appeared. What's going on?"
The next moment, the spirit body of Ling Yun Gourd landed beside Xiantian Yuan Po. He looked at Xie Heng and explained in a deep voice:
"The secret technique of subduing the dragon of the Kowloon Holy Sect is the supreme secret technique that its founding ancestor Chiyang Shenzun learned from the jade dish of creation."
"This secret technique can perfectly reproduce the power of the ancient true dragon in the world."
"However, the aura of Fulong's secret technique now feels quite strange to me."
After being silent for a while, Ling Yun Gourd continued.
"No, this is too weird. I have to go check it out."
Xie Heng was a little surprised. Seeing the doubts and uneasiness that Ling Yun Gourd rarely showed, he thought for a while and asked:
"Brother Calabash, if you show up now, will Venerable Daoyang notice you? After all, he is a powerful Qi practitioner in the human realm."
"Haha, don't worry, I have a clever plan of my own."
The next moment, a shadow of a spiritual gourd separated from his spiritual body, turned into a little spiritual light, and disappeared into Xie Heng's sea of consciousness.
Looking at the little aura that disappeared, Xie Heng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and murmured to himself:
"Xie doesn't know how many abilities this damn gourd has."
After saying that, Xie Heng glanced at the Heaven Sealing Seal above his head, shook his head, pulled his mind away from his soul, and continued to look at the thrilling battle above the East China Sea.
At the same time, Venerable Daoyang looked at the ancient dragon's power that was becoming more and more intense under the suppression of the Hunyuan Zhengyang Talisman, and the sense of crisis in his heart became thicker and thicker.
"No, we can't sit still and wait for death."
As soon as he thought of this, Venerable Daoyang rose into the sky and glanced at Cen Ji who was standing behind the black dragon. The murderous intent in his eyes flashed away.
The next moment, a mysterious red divine light appeared in the palm of Venerable Daoyang.
"Friend Cen Ji, it is disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating."
"Please also ask fellow Taoists to taste the Taoist and magical powers of my Heavenly Emperor Mountain."
After the words fell, Venerable Daoyang's eyes focused, and the red divine light turned into streaks, instantly covering the struggling black dragon.
In an instant, the ancient black dragon that had been struggling, its body like a dragon made of steel, was silently melted away under the red divine light, turned into a series of avenue runes, and disappeared into the jasper gold plate.
"Well, Xuanyuan Divine Light?"
Cen Ji looked at the ancient black dragon, which was constantly being melted by the divine light of Xuanyuan, but a sarcastic look appeared on his face.
"It's just that my holy religion's secret technique of subduing dragons, which is known as the most powerful offensive technique among the three religions, can't be cracked so easily by an old man like you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cen Jing's slender jade finger suddenly touched his forehead, and a wisp of bright red blood fell into a white jade piece in the center of the jasper gold disk.
Suddenly, an ancient and vast aura suddenly overflowed from the white jade fragments.