nyslfriends Chapter 641 Hometown
Chapter 641 Hometown
"Who is the Lord of Jishan?"
Such a voice, like a pause button, interrupted the stable life of all spiritual practitioners in Wuyang City.
Then came the next sentence: "I am Ao Zhou. Lord of Jishan, come and see me quickly!"
Ao Zhou?never heard of that……
After a few words, the monk Wuyang in the city was at a loss, and some people instinctively followed the direction of the sound with their eyes.
The monks who fled from outside and knew the horror of the dragon all changed their faces!
The door of Zhao Yue's room was pushed open with a "bang", and his disciples, including the casual cultivators who met on the way to Jishan, appeared outside the door together, looked at him anxiously, and shouted: "Master Zhang!" Ao Zhou, it’s Ao Zhou!”
"He's here, he's still here!"
In the panic, some monks even smiled miserably and wanted to draw their swords to kill themselves.
This movement was quickly noticed by others.They hurriedly stopped the cultivator who committed suicide, and asked anxiously: "...Junior brother, what are you doing?"
"When the magic dragon comes, can we still have a peaceful life? Rather than being filled by the magic dragon at that time, it is better for me to die here by myself, which is worse than being tortured again."
"Senior brother!"
"Why is this..." No, it really is.
After hearing the voice of the junior brother in front, many spiritual practitioners fell into a heavy and bewildered mood, and couldn't help thinking: Maybe what he said was right.
Seeing that the dangerous atmosphere had begun to spread, Zhao Yue interrupted and said, "Okay! Everyone is crying, what does it look like?!
"As soon as Ao Zhou came, he scared you like this, but he hasn't done anything yet! Have you forgotten how powerful Lingzun is? What kind of person is he who can support a fairy city in the Demon Realm!"
"Yes! We have Lingzun."
"Ling Zun faces Ao Zhou, maybe he will win!"
As they spoke, the tone of several spiritual practitioners gradually became passionate.
However, even they themselves knew that the excitement at the moment was just a disguise.It can be crushed with just one sentence.
For example—"But, that's Ao Zhou."
After saying a word, all the devotionals present were quiet.
yes.Zhao Yue thought to himself, that's Ao Zhou.
Don't look at the fact that he was also speaking comforting words in front of him, and he spoke very loudly.But deep down, Zhao Yue was also not convinced.
However, he knows very well: the more this is the case, the more he cannot give up lightly.Otherwise, I'm afraid they won't be able to wait for Ao Zhou to do something to these little people, and they will go astray first, and it is not impossible to attract the devil's energy into their bodies.
"Okay." Zhao Yue made a final decision, "Whether the Spirit Venerable can win or not is not up to us to decide. With the might of the demon dragon, it's too late to leave now.
"Why don't you go out with me. Find an open area and see the situation."
Similar scenes also happened in the territory of Zhaoyang Sword Sect and Chihong Sword Sect.
Both are foreign monks, although they have not personally experienced the horror of Ao Zhou.But thinking of the opponent defeating Mingzhen, Lu Zhang and the others felt terrified.
However, as Zhao Yue said, no matter how worried they are, they can't control the status quo.Instead of being bored in the house and thinking about things, it is better to go out and watch the war.
With this in mind, Lu Zhang and Rong Guang began to call on their own territory.After a while, a large group of hula la people appeared.
After a while, these people appeared on the edge of the execution ground.
It was said to be an execution ground, but after the dozens of mirrors, tables and chairs were put up, the nature of this place has become more similar to an open-air teahouse.That is to say, people have already said it smoothly, and besides, the word "Xing" has a chilling atmosphere, which is in stark contrast to the relaxed atmosphere of the teahouse. It always makes people find it interesting, so the name has not been changed here.
Now, Lu Zhang saw Zhao Yue and others in the opposite crowd at a glance.Together with Rong Guang, the three largest forces of foreign monks gathered together.
They raised their heads at the same time, holding similar nervousness and worry, and looked in the direction of the voice in front.
It's not just who speaks first, in short, the monks present heard an exclamation first.Then, the voices in the ear began to pile up one after another——
"Ling Zun! It's Ling Zun!"
"The Lingzun is here!"
"Kill the Demon Dragon! Save the Demon Realm! Spirit Venerable—"
The voices of the spiritual practitioners were like a mountain roar, like a tsunami, sweeping the entire Wuyang City in the shortest time.
Slowly, Ling Xiu, who instinctively found a place to hide in front of him because he was afraid of the power of the dragon, heard the movement.Fear still lingers in my heart, but besides fear, there seems to be something else in my heart.Prompting them to come out from various corners, hesitantly came to the window and to the door.In the shock of the mind, he issued the same cry.
"Ling Zun! Ling Zun!!!"
At this time, Guanlan had arrived outside Wuyang City.
He was far away from the monks in the city, and he shouldn't have heard their voices.But as the person who single-handedly created Wuyang City, every magic circle inside and outside the city can become his ears and eyes.
He heard many monks calling to him.
This made Guanlan's mind tremble slightly.Something so complex and indescribable grew within him that it was difficult for him to describe what it was.Contains moving, joy, responsibility - too many things.While pressing on his shoulders, it also supported his back.
He closed his eyes.When he opened it again, his expression was clear, and he was looking at the magic dragon several feet away.
With just one glance, Guanlan knew that Ao Zhou had recognized him.
Both sides are dragons, and the dragon clan is famous for "all members are born in the acquired realm".Their lifespans are tens of thousands, and 33 Zhongtian has been impregnated with demon energy for less than a thousand years, so the two sides have dealt with each other long ago.
Even Ao Zhou was only slightly surprised when he found out that Jishan had hidden a spiritual domain.Up to now, his expression has finally changed significantly.
"Guanlan." He said slowly.
Guanlan said lightly: "Long time no see."
Ao Zhou chuckled, his eyes were full of devilish energy, but his tone was soft, and he said, "You are still a spiritual practitioner."
Guanlan looked at him and said, "But you've already become a demon."
The scene is almost absurd.
Thousands of years ago, Ao Zhou always harbored resentment towards Guan Lan.He is also a member of the family who believes in the prophecy. So many elders have said that Guanlan will be possessed by demons, and will wreak havoc in the 33 heavens that have become a hell on earth in the body of a dragon!
He can't help but think, if Guanlan died earlier, before he had grown up and caused more harm, wouldn't the Dragon Clan be reduced to the latter situation?
It's a pity that there is no "if" in the world, and Ao Zhou didn't continue to be troubled by this problem.Before seeing Guanlan possessed by demons with his own eyes, he first became a demon cultivator himself.
From then on, everything that I once cared about has become a thing of the past.To him, the same race is just a spirit beast used to improve his cultivation. 33 The sky is so big, there is nothing more important than becoming stronger.
Ao Zhou even faintly heard a voice, telling himself: The final victory of the magic cultivator is very close, and he only needs to completely kill the vitality of the spiritual cultivation... He feels weird, isn't the current situation of 33 Chongtian not considered a demon cultivator? victory?What chance does Lingxiu have to stand up?
Even now, when he saw Wuyang City, Ao Zhou didn't pay attention to this city and its spiritual cultivation.After all, with the facts in front of him, Guanlan would not be his opponent at all.
Thinking of this, Ao Zhou has no intention of reminiscing about the past.
His figure shook slightly, and a huge green dragon shadow appeared on Ao Zhou.
Above the dragon shadow, demonic energy coiled around.The original verdant scales were stained with black lines, and the blood and dark colors of the dragon horns coexisted.The sharp teeth were exposed, fully twice as long as their original appearance.
Before seeing Guanlan, Ao Zhou had used it to tear apart many spirit dragons.And now, of course Guanlan will be one of them!
The original human form gradually faded, and the shadow of the green dragon became more and more solid.
Until a certain moment, the two shadows completely merged.
At this time, Qinglong's eyes, which were originally closed, opened suddenly!Looking at Guanlan with a bloody look!
The next moment, Ao Zhou disappeared from the original place.The movement came too fast, if it was someone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to tell where Ao Zhou went.Guanlan raised his head suddenly, facing the magic dragon that was rushing towards him from the clouds.
Danger!
Huge magic power Wia surged along with Ao Zhou, carrying terrifying power.As long as Guanlan is smarter, he should avoid his edge——
But he didn't retreat in the slightest!
Behind him is Wuyang City, where there are tens of thousands of spiritual practitioners who are still in the innate realm!Once the magic dragon's attack is real, there is only one fate waiting for them, and that is death!
The same dragon shadow appeared from behind Guanlan, and the huge golden shadow roared and galloped forward, colliding with the green dragon.
"boom--!"
The moment the aura and magic energy slammed together, the restart brought by the pure power exploded in the air.The devilish energy in a radius of a hundred miles was swept away, leaving a short blank space.The whole Wuyang City was shaken by this, and the monks screamed and fell to the ground, and immediately raised their heads to look at the two dragon shadows who had just experienced the first round of confrontation!
Neither Guanlan nor Aozhou recovered their human bodies.
They directly used the most simple, brutal, and primitive means to fight with dragon bodies!
The cultivator below has been completely quiet up to now, his pupils are wide open, watching the two figures fighting in the sky.
No one has the energy to breathe.In the vision of spiritual cultivators, the golden shadow and the blue-black shadow sometimes meet and sometimes separate.
The sound of the dragon's chant kept coming, and every time they heard it, it made them tremble with fear!
The dragon clans are fighting each other, and the movement is so great that it can be said to destroy the world.
Although most monks can be intimidated by the huge and terrifying power of the two dragons, it is difficult to tell which side has the upper hand because of the huge gap in cultivation.
They were anxious in their hearts, but they dared not open their mouths.It seemed that a slightly louder voice would startle the Lingzun who was in the middle of the fight.
There are only a few sporadic ones with higher cultivation bases, at least they can be regarded as the spiritual cultivation of the acquired state, and at this moment, they are raising their eyebrows a little bit.
Not good.
They clearly understand this.
From the perspective of low-level spiritual cultivation, spirit dragons and magic dragons come and go, and each has its own outcome.But from their point of view, that's not the case at all.
The magic dragon has an overwhelming advantage!However, after a long time, several wounds appeared on Linglong's body.The dragon's blood with strong aura dripped from the wound and dissipated before it fell - the empty space around had already been replenished by the demonic aura pouring in from all directions. Although this fight was in Wuyang City, Occupying the home field advantage, it is Ao Zhou who is a magic dragon!
Guanlan's cultivation base was originally inferior to him, and his experience in fighting with others was also inferior to this person.In a short while, it was already at a disadvantage.So far, it's just struggling.
In order to prevent the wound from being infected by the demonic energy, he used local materials, used his own blood and fallen scales as spirit stones, and set up several small healing formations on his body.
This has some links to his bad situation, but it is not a drop in the bucket after all.
In the city, the brows of the spiritual cultivators of the Houtian realm tightened.
In addition to them, there was another Yue Wuyu, who was also connected with Guanlan's spiritual consciousness, so he clearly knew what happened.
"Brother Lan..."
As early as when Ao Zhou appeared and made his first voice, Yue Wuyu opened his eyes again from the closed state.
Full of bad premonitions, he rushed to Guanlan's usual place for the first time, but he didn't see Guanlan's figure.
After that, he seemed to have a feeling, looked at the sky, and really saw Guanlan going out.
Up to now, he clenched his teeth tightly and tensed up all over his body.
He didn't want Guanlan to fight the enemy alone, and knew that once he stepped forward, he might not be a help, but a drag.
He hated himself for being powerless, but he could only watch Guanlan get worse.Later, even ordinary spiritual practitioners can see that Linglong's movements are getting slower and slower.
Until he couldn't dodge any more, he was bitten by the magic dragon and threw him down!
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