The blazing brightness covered the entire vision, and the majestic figure swimming high above disappeared. The vision was dark, but he smiled.

"Shake, shake, shake, the clay doll from my hometown opened my eyes again..."

The clay doll opened her eyes and the dark vision suddenly became brighter.

As far as you look, huge sacred mountains with dark lava flowing on the surface. These mountains stand tall, and the residual heat emitted evaporates the rain from the vast sea.

Changbai.

The sacred snow peak mountain in the past is now returning to the ancient times, and the king he chose is also bathed in divine fire and was reborn.

Zhao Yaolanxing inhales and breathes, stretches out his hand to rub his chin that has not yet faded. Two years ago, he cut off one of the creature's arms and received a vow. The long white king said that when he meets again, he will twist his head.

Zhao Yaolanxing smiled and reached out to pat the dirt and dust on the Taoist robe on his body.

"The younger generations nowadays are more angry than the other. They are all old people, and they don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young." He moved his mouth, and his strength gradually surged.

This force from outside the world is helping him to revitalize his body. His body uses the special spiritual power transmitted to the dolls in Jiuzhou in the small world with the help of Dharma images.

The advantage lies in convenience, but there are shortcomings. The power contained in clay dolls is not as good as the real Nine-Shaped True One, even if it is against the real ancestor, it is difficult to exert power beyond common sense. The ability to exert power beyond common sense depends entirely on Zhaoyao Lanxing's own understanding of Taoism. The so-called qualitative variable change, clay dolls cannot change quantitatively, but he has already changed qualitatively.

"But even so, can't I do anything to the Taihang Dragon?" Zhao Yaolanxing frowned. He casually posed a sword move, looking like a veteran on the stage. He danced his fat body, without a sword in his hand, but the murderous intent had arrived, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly dispersed and a gap was cut open.

"Hiss--" Wu Jianwu was halfway through, Zhao Yaolanxing suddenly stopped moving, and his eyebrows were a little surprised.

"Hey, this dragon! It seems rough and primitive, and it is instinctively used its power to break all things, but there is a way? Where does the way come from? Hengxiao Jinni?" He stopped moving again. He evolved alone in the corner of Changbai Mountain. He calculated that until the final sword was finally collected, a ray of light appeared in the dim sky, weak but visible.

"The gold of the five elements, killing the ultimate Taoist ..." He murmured, but shook his head again. "It's not the original five elements, there is something on this dragon. A completely unknown thing brings these things. Taoism is natural... This is Taoism! Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's not simple! There is no sudden feeling, nor the process of thinking about the evolution. Has such a terrible thing actually become the instinct of a creature?"

Zhao Yaolanxing shook his head and patted his sleeves and was about to leave, but suddenly, the wind was howling, and the high temperature directly ignited the woods around Zhao Yaolanxing! A golden burning circle appeared on the edge of the leaves, and Mars filled it.

"call--!"

Two scarlet full moons were raised high, overlooking the stunned middle-aged man.

A huge human shadow enveloped him.

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The vast sea is coming, the entire month, Tianshan Mountains, the gate of ghosts, and the foundation stone of the altar.

Li Xi'an opened his eyes and looked to the east.

This was the seventh day after the battle with Zhaoyao Lanxing. As he expected, he could calm down for seven days. Seven days later, the dark clouds in the vast sea pushed over again, and the last ray of light disappeared the moment he opened his eyes.

The cold wind lifted up his sleeves, and he was slender, but he stood here like a black flag.

The breath of Li Xi'an's body began to change.

There was an inexplicable air flow from low to high, with a golden arc of light. A square sword box was placed beside his hand, and the height was almost smashed to the ground from his elbow, like a pitch-black stone tablet. The hilts of the two swords were exposed. His hand was now on one of the sword hilts. Given by the ancient world, the nameless black stone, he forged the sword box and engraved it in seal script, symbolizing the law of morning light and dusk, day and night alternating.

In the distance, the sky was as dark as ink could drip.

The clouds rolled, and the thunder blew.

Li Xi'an looked up and saw a huge creature deep in the clouds. He swam in the sky and his eyes were cold. At the moment when his eyes were intersecting, the giant creature tore through the clouds and fell straight down in a bathing rain!

On the way down, under the heavy rain, the huge body shrank and finally became a figure.

Using wind and rain as the blade, he dragged a distorted phlegm and smashed it towards Li Xi'an, and the violent waves shattered the rain curtain.

Through the halberd that was smashed down, Li Xi'an could see the hideous smile on the figure's face and the pair of eyes burning with the green ghost fire.

"Boom!" There was a dull sound.

The sword box smashed the ground.

Li Xi'an drew his sword.

The golden light that overflowed from the sword box almost flooded the world at this moment.

The sword box warms the light of the light is almost equivalent to the power of Li Xi'an wielding the eight passes of Taihang in the breath he pulled out.

The halberd was shaken away and the blade cracked. Before the pale figure could withdraw the halberd, the red claws stretched out from the light, grabbed his head, and hung him in mid-air. A huge force came from this claw, and he was about to crush his head! The ghost fire was shaking, but the smile on this side was even more distorted.

He wanted to wave the halberd blade in his hand again, but a red sword cut through the golden light and also cut through half of his body.

The dazzling golden light faded.

He finally saw the master of the claw. Under the wide sleeves was the claw that was holding him, the muscle lines flowed, and the red and fine scales opened and closed one by one. The long sword burst out with golden light was inserted into the black altar, and the red sword that cut off half of his body was held by the other hand.

The figure stared at the pair of golden pupils, still smiling.

"You are blaspheming the dead!"

"Is this body?" he said, and the ghost fire that was pounding in his eyes was not extinguished but became even more intense.

"I didn't expect that after I assimilated, a Dragon Abyss Emperor could not last for half a moment." He raised his eyebrows, losing half of his body could not see any pain on his face.

Of course I can't see it.

The owner of this body has long been dead.

The one who controls this body now is the monster in the vast sea that makes a tide in Jiuzhou.

"When did you notice me? Actually, I want to give you a surprise, the corpse can speak or something." It is hard to imagine that the claws holding his head have such terrible power, and he can still speak freely without being affected. Li Xi'an's claws were filled with divine fire, which was not a flame that could be ignored by relying on boarding other people's bodies.

It's a big guy.

"If you only know how to say these things, you can shut up forever." Li Xi'an's face was expressionless, and the Xi sword beside him was trembling slightly, as if he would leave the altar in the next moment and soar into the sky.

"Of course not." The figure smiled, "Your Lord of Taihang, you are willing to be detained here, and you have never thought about where you left the ghosts here? I don't think you can't see it. This is a seal. Does the Tianshan altar look like the one under the Yan Kingdom's imperial capital?"

"She lied to you!"

"How can a living person believe the words of dead people?" He twisted his head under his claws with difficulty, and turned his face towards Li Xi'an, showing a sincere and sincere expression.

But the next moment, Xi Jian soared into the sky and cut off his head.

His head fell to the ground and rolled on his bones until it was blocked by the Black Stone Sword Box. The expression that was stuck on his face seemed a little puzzled, and the ghost fire in his eyes was still pounding.

"Why? Do you just believe in that woman?"
Chapter completed!