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Chapter 782: Red Lotuses and Flowers

With this punch, Bailian landed it very well.

His spiritual consciousness spreads thousands of miles. When Tianshan Soul Rope started to collapse, all the disciples of Tianxi in the mountain gathered in the southeast direction to avoid it. However, Bailian's punch was deliberately deflected to the northwest.

Tianshan fell into the mortal world, and half of the territory of the Tianxi Sword Sect collapsed and was crushed into rubble in an instant.

In the dull and huge momentum, all the clouds, mist and dust collapsed, the walls of the temples in the mountain were broken, and countless mountain skeletons collapsed. Looking around, the scenery in the mountain has completely changed.

The sound of the mountain cracking the earth was terrifying and mighty. Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, the disciples in the mountain could still feel the huge and terrifying destructive power.

But the Tianshan Mountain collapsed, and none of the disciples on the mountain died.

It’s just that the Tianxi Sword Sect was half destroyed.

The disciples in the mountain looked at the scene in front of them with disgraceful faces, smelling the smell of dust and decay in the air, and their hearts became extremely sad and heavy.

They don't understand why things have evolved to this point?

The outline of the Tianshan Sword Tomb is like a scarred lion deeply embedded in the mountains, with a tilted posture.

The rootless mountain in the sky has fallen to the earth, like a weed that has lost its roots. The breath of the worldly world cannot nourish this mountain forever.

Waiting for the fate of Tianshan Sword Tomb, it can only rot and return to dust.

Yijian Junhe looked at the petrified and dead sword in his hand, and sighed: "God's will is like this, you really can't help it at all."

Sanjian Jing stared wildly at the huge sacred creature in the collapsed ruins of the mountains, her heart was instantly raised to her throat, and she shouted tightly: "It's actually a real dragon?! Why is my Tianxi Sword

Is there such a sacred object hidden in the sect’s mountain gate?”

The Yue girl also looked solemnly and said in a low tone: "If I read it correctly, that real dragon actually came from the direction of Changqing Pavilion?"

Yue Nu never mentioned the incident of Bai Lian's death in Changqing Pavilion to anyone, not even the sect leader.

Later, when she learned that he had returned safely, Yue Nu breathed a sigh of relief, but she was more puzzled. She didn't know what adventure this young junior brother who had just come to the mountain had in that abyss.

Come out alive from the sealed place.

Now it seems that there is a legendary real dragon under the Evergreen Pavilion.

Under the might of the real dragon Shengran, the chi demon can hardly make waves.

It's just that the real dragon lives as much as the sun and the moon, and lives in the Holy Ruins, which is farther away than the Nine Heavens. It is the most cold and arrogant creature in the world. Those who are dragons are the most unruly and will never show mercy to the people of the world.

The Immortal Saint's head cannot be surrendered to become an immortal mount, but it can only be worshiped as a holy spirit.

But such a true-blood Yinglong would actually bow down and respond to his junior brother?!

It's really incredible.

Ten Swordsmen Shen Xuandao: "The Tianxi Sword Sect is located in the aura place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the Eastern Continent. Tenglong Feilin Xishan Yueling Mountain, Baituo Mountain is one of the ancient mountains with divine veins passed down from ancient times, and the real dragon chose to rest here.

, although it is shocking, it is not impossible.”

"Are you blind?" Ji Pei glanced at him mercilessly and said, "That white dragon was covered in bruises, with insufficient spiritual power and weak blood. The white dragon it flew out of the Evergreen Pavilion

In an instant, the dragon's scales were withering and falling off, it was clear that he had been tortured and imprisoned here."

When Shen Xuan and others heard this terrifying and shocking sentence, they were all shocked: "How is it possible? This is the Tianxi Sword Sect, and that is the legendary true dragon!"

Ji Pei's face was cold as he continued: "Yinglong breathes out, frost moves the heaven and earth, and there are thousands of strange phenomena. It has been thousands of years since the Tianxi Sword Sect was founded. Even when the real dragon is sleeping, one breath every thousand years is enough to wake up the entire world. The frost on Baituo Mountain has not changed for hundreds of years, but when did the Tianxi Sword Sect encounter such a strange phenomenon?"

"this……"

As soon as Ji Pei finished speaking, a pair of huge dragon wings on the back of the silver-white true dragon entrenched on the Tianshan Mountain suddenly turned into little silver-white fireflies, dissipated with a bang, and fell from the top of the mountain as if exhausted.

The huge dragon body quickly shrank and became smaller, turning into a thin silver light and dissipating in the dark mountain color.

When everyone saw this scene, their faces could not help but darken, knowing that the Tianxi Sword Sect was really going to be in trouble.

Yinglong travels around the scenery and clouds, controls the six qi, the stars are arching, rides on the wind and clouds, and makes thunderstorms. Yinglong has two wings, which are pure and strong.

It can be seen that this real dragon has illusory wings. The reason why it can travel around the world on the wind is actually the wings forcibly condensed by its own spiritual energy.

After knocking down Tianshan, he was so weak that he could not even maintain his body, and his virtual form became smaller.

Everyone was horrified!

Only then did I realize that in the Tianxi Sword Sect, there were really audacious people who actually held the dragon and hid it, and braved the power of the six realms to cut off the dragon's wings and hide them privately.

If the Emperor knew about this, what serious crime would the Tianxi Sword Sect be responsible for?!





The huge silver dragon that covered the sky seemed to be deflated, and an astonishing coldness swept over it, turning into a small white snake with a palm length, shrinking in the palm of Balian's hand, gently spitting out weak cold mist .

Balian couldn't help being shocked when he saw this situation. He quickly tapped the white dragon's eyebrows with his fingers, only to find that its body was extremely small and weak, almost pitiful.

The legendary true dragon is huddled up at this moment, half a palm long, with half of its scales falling off, like the scales of a dying fish that are about to fall off. The scales on its back are mottled, and silk slowly seeps out. Threads of blood, warm and cool, soaked Balian's palm red.

Balian lowered his eyes, dipped his fingers into the moonlight wine in the full moon wine gourd, turned the wine into divine spiritual radiance, and gently sprinkled it on the injured scales on the little dragon's back.

At this moment, the little white dragon has completely lost its majesty and indifference in the abyss. If you think about it carefully, it is not surprising that it is injured and weak.

Being imprisoned in that dark land, suppressed to the bone by the thirteen soul cones connected to the power of the Tianshan Mountain all day long, and having to draw a bowl of dragon's blood every day, it was inevitable that he would be weak for a while when he regained his freedom.

only……

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Balian's eyes were downcast, and his fingers dipped in cool wine gently stroked the wounds on its back. Between the beautiful silver dragon spines, straight Thirteen bloody holes were left behind, and somewhere on the back, there were two particularly dark red gouges.

His fingers landed on the wound extremely gently, but the wound seemed to be covered with countless invisible thorns. When he touched it lightly, the little white dragon twitched in a very strong reaction, and his ice blue eyes There was unbearable pain in his eyes.

Bai Lian's eyes instantly became cold. In the dark world of the Abyss, he could only glimpse a glimpse of the real dragon's body, but he never thought that it would lose its dragon wings after what happened under the Evergreen Pavilion.

Something so important.

The little white dragon was nestled in his palm. The once dazzling dragon horns on its forehead were only the size of a grain of rice. Its wings were missing, its scales were half-broken, and its limbs and claws were curled up and hidden. It did not look like a majestic real dragon.

The body is slippery, but it looks like a poor little white snake.

Balian always felt that this scene seemed familiar.

He gave it a few mouthfuls of spiritual power, avoided the little white dragon's wounds with his fingers, gently rubbed its rice-sized dragon horns, and whispered: "Moonlight wine will be very helpful in recovering from your injuries. You go first to mine."

It’s good to heal your wounds in a gourd.”

The little white dragon weakly shook his tail in agreement.

Open the full moon wine gourd. In the past few days, the moonshine wine accumulated in the sapphire gourd has reached a depth of one finger. Put the little white dragon in, and the faint blood will bloom. The real dragon can be big or small, and it can be done by itself.

The little spirit took a quick swim in the gourd.

Just after placing the little white dragon, Balian suddenly felt a sharp and murderous aura.

He turned to look, and met the cold eyes of Sword Master Yu. The purple color on his brows was still there, and all the cultivation he had used to protect Tianshan was completely consumed by Bai Lian's punch.

The reversal was absorbed into his body.

But Sword Master Yu could not feel the slightest gratitude towards the person in front of him.

First, the menacing Haonong and his group showed special respect and surrender to him, then there were the two strange and powerful talismans that had never been seen before, and finally, he drove the dragon into the mountain.

With such endless means, Jian Zhuyu wouldn't believe it if he didn't come prepared.

Sword Master Yu's eyes were as cold as ice, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of frost. He said gloomily: "So what if you worked hard to protect Si Jian Yunrong today? If you protect her, you can't protect yourself."

Balian said calmly: "I think I can give it a try."

Sword Master Yu glanced at him coldly, and with his spiritual perception, he confirmed that there was no third talisman on his body. The murderous intent in his eyes was uncontrollable: "You just used those two weird talismans. The spirit in your body

Your strength is almost exhausted, and you no longer have the third divine talisman to protect you. Do you think you can walk out of the Tianxi Sword Sect alive today?"

Sword Master Yu is right. The magical talisman drawn through the Jianzi Jue consumes extremely huge amounts of spiritual power. Whether it is Huaxu's Sword Intent or Xihe's True Fire of the Sun, the more powerful it is.

The greater the spiritual power required.

Now the spiritual power in Bailian's body has been exhausted. Looking back at Sword Master Yu, although his sword 'Shenglong' has been broken, the sword master's cultivation at the peak level of Fusion Dao has not been damaged at all.

Tianshan died, and all the swords and weapons in the world died.

But the strongest swordsman in the world, even if he loses the strongest weapon in his hand, he can still create a peerless sword with his own hands, killing people invisible!

Comparing the disparity in strength between the two, Bailian and Sword Master Yu are separated by two high-level realms.

Without the protection of the divine talisman, Balian has the power to absolutely crush the opponent for Sword Master Yu.

Balian crushed a mountain rock with his feet, his eyes were still as calm as water. He looked at Sword Master Yu and said: "These are mountains and rivers in the world. There have never been mountains without roots in the world. When will the sect leader be able to recognize the reality and blindly pursue that?"

The misty and unrealistic dream of the great road. The Sword Mountain supported by blood and bones is by no means a belief that protects the common people in the world. The fall of Tianshan Mountain may not be a new beginning."

"That's nonsense!" How could Sword Master Yu be able to understand even the slightest bit of truth at this moment?

Now, all he wants is to get this smart-tongued junior to plead guilty and be punished.

The purple meaning between the brows turned into a python, roaring out, and the surrounding wind suddenly became wild. Sword Master Yu put his right hand expressionlessly into a wall of wind, and pulled out an invisible air sword wrapped with the meaning of Zi Ji.

The breath all over my body changes silently.

The black and red sword armor stained with mountain dust swayed with the strong wind at night, and the whole person instantly looked like a peerless ancient magic weapon that was still covered in dust, extremely bright and sharp!

When he slashed out with his sword, there was no sign of any mighty force. It was just an extremely simple yet extremely powerful sword that cut the spiritual power between heaven and earth, forming an absolutely vacuum realm of death.

In that cold and sharp vacuum field, even the smallest creatures will be wiped out and extinguished.

Bailian, who had all his spiritual power consumed in the talisman of the Word Appraisal Technique, looked like a defenseless piece of transparent white paper, which was torn as soon as it was penetrated.

"The sect master is really murderous!" Yue Nu's face tightened, and she couldn't help but tighten her clothes. It looked like she was planning to stop him.

Yun Rong didn't hesitate at all, just frowned, then took up the Autumn Water Sword and turned into a sword rainbow and rushed towards the ruins of Tianshan Mountain.

Jun He's face changed slightly, but he did not stop Yun Rong's behavior. Instead, he pulled Yue Nu and whispered: "When did junior sister become so interested in this little brother? He offended the sect leader to save fourth junior sister.

At this time, the Fourth Junior Sister is acting in a well-mannered manner. Now, Junior Sister, if you take action rashly, I'm afraid it will only add to the chaos."

The Yue Goddess had a gloomy expression and lowered her head slumped.

Sword Master Yu kills with one strike, and the invisible sword tip arrives instantly.

Bailian's face was calm, and he took half a step back, about to set up a defensive posture, when the wind around him changed again!

Suddenly, I heard an extremely subtle but somewhat suppressed rapid wheezing sound, and the gentle breeze stirred up a bit of cold fragrance.

A red lotus with two stems bloomed in Balian's dark pupils. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a flame that was gradually burning and swaying like a burning red lotus blooming fiercely.

The parallel red lotus made a unique blooming sound in the cold space, gently tearing the wind wall apart, and the stamens burned. The sword edge delivered from the hand of the sword master Yu smashed the red lotus into pieces, and then

What came was a sharp sword with a cold edge, which collided with the air sword, making the sound of thunder and calamity fire!

The scattered sword intent and spiritual power set off a huge wind of energy.

Although the sword master Yu's realm is stronger and his cultivation level is higher, after all, the air sword in his hand is invisible, and the sword in the opponent's hand is the ultimate immortal weapon evolved and tempered from the power of the Nine Meridians: Zhanqing!

The attacking Qi sword exploded inch by inch, turning into countless catkins-like air currents that brushed against the hem of her snow-white clothes and wiped away the bright red blood stains on her cheeks.

In the light of the red lotus fire, Su Jing was dressed in white, standing proudly like a golden flame, with her robe and belt dancing. From Bai Lian's perspective, the woman's profile looked like a jade carving, stained with a hint of blood, like

The cracks in the porcelain and the shallow halo blurred her eyebrows, adding a bit of mysterious and cold beauty.

"It's you?!" Seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Sword Master Yu seemed extremely shocked. Bright red blood beads rolled down from his palm, and his eyes became colder and more terrifying.


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