The Great Enlightenment

Chapter 358 The Breath of the North Sea Dragon Palace

Zhou Jingshan cursed inwardly, motioning to everyone in the Mingguang Realm to protect him, and said loudly: "Everyone, don't make a move, Zhou takes the first step!"

After saying this, a beam of light and shadow crossed out from among the people in Mingguang Realm, and quickly walked towards the gate of Yunque Palace.

boom!
Although there were still nearly a hundred creatures who shot and killed without hesitation, it was much better than the previous situation where the two thousand Tianjiao shot together.

The light and shadow of the avatar shattered suddenly, Zhou Jingshan sneered, and secretly called an idiot, his figure quickly disappeared, taking advantage of this hard-won gap, he fell straight into the cloud tower!
A second line of small characters also appeared in the huge light curtain above the sky.

"Second, Mingguang Land Boundary, Zhou Jingshan."

Seeing this scene, all the evildoers had no intention of making a move, but instead used their magical powers to swarm towards the gate of Yunque Palace.

Yuan Qing on the side breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Ji Yuenian with slightly closed eyes: "Thanks to that Zhou Jingshan, you don't have to practice the art of transformation anymore. After all these people leave, I will wait for the two of you Enter Yunque directly."

A creature from Hanchi Demon City walked over and said coldly: "Yuan Qing, if you repent at this time and continue to follow me to fight for Xianxia, ​​maybe you still have a chance of survival."

Yuan Qing raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, but it's a big tone."

Hearing this, the creature in the Demon City of Cold Pond couldn't help but tremble a little with anger, his expression became even colder, he shook his sleeve robe fiercely, turned into a rainbow and walked towards Yunque.

"As far as I know, the real Princess Hanchi has the terrifying cultivation of yin and yang crossing the upper realm, and has been sleeping in the depths of the Hanchi demon city," Ji Yuenian gently opened his eyes, looking at the young man beside him The Taoist said, "The girl who had sex with you day and night should be just an incarnation of her."

Yuan Qing seemed to have known about this a long time ago, and there was no surprise on his face. He shook his head and said with a smile, "She is not Han Chi, so why am I Yuan Qing? It is time for this ancient Liusha River boundary to return to its original owner."

In just a few tens of breaths, more than [-] living beings poured into the Yunque, and the magnificent fairy glow was right in front of them, and countless tragic battles erupted within the Yunque in an instant.

Ji Yuenian followed Yuan Qing to the gate of Yunque Palace, but stopped suddenly, feeling an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart.

Yuan Qing looked sideways and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Yuenian shook his head lightly, and said, "I feel a little ominous."

Yuan Qing pointed to the vast sea of ​​clouds that can be seen all around, and said with a smile: "Except for the Yunque Palace in front of me, there is nothing here, so what can be unknown?"

Yunhai.

Nothing.

Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, deep thoughts were surging in his mind, and suddenly, a ray of thoughts flashed across his mind like thunder and lightning!

Slowly looking up, a black and red flood dragon lying thousands of feet long coiled above the clouds, its huge body almost covered half of the sky.

"This flood dragon crossing the Yin-Yang border is a bit abnormal."

Following Ji Yuenian's gaze, Yuan Qing also sensed something was wrong, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Roar!
The flood dragon suddenly opened its huge spiritual eyes, and let out a dragon chant that shook the sky and the earth!

The real dragon chant!
All the blood-red color on the scales faded away, and they were all soaked into black in a moment!

The clouds surged wildly, the eyes of the black flood dragon swept down, and two jet-black beams of light shot out across its eyes, heading straight towards Yuan Qing and Ji Yuenian to suppress them!

A strong sense of life and death crisis welled up in his mind, Yuan Qing's complexion changed drastically, no longer caring about hiding his strength, he grabbed Ji Yuenian's brocade robe sleeve, and said anxiously: "36 changes!"

This shape-changing technique can not only be performed by oneself, but also can be performed on other creatures, but the consumption of other people's performance is too huge, even Yuan Qing, who has awakened the memory of the soul, can't bear it.

Two jet-black beams of light directly pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, carrying an irresistible force of annihilation, and continued to penetrate towards the realm of the Zhuzi Demon Kingdom below.

After a few breaths, two fireflies like dust flew out from the hole in the clouds, a mysterious light surged past, and the figures of Yuan Qing and Ji Yuenian appeared.

Yuan Qing's complexion was pale, and he immediately sat on the ground at the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, amidst the surge of spiritual power, frantically repairing the terrible cracks on the sea of ​​gods.

The level of 36 changes is too high. Although it can barely avoid the damage of the black dragon's gaze, Yuan Qing just transformed Ji Yuenian into a firefly. The consumption of his spirit and soul is too terrible. There are signs of collapse in the palaces and seas.

The black dragon above the sky just glanced at it casually, it never cared whether Yuan Qing and Ji Yuenian were dead or alive, but stared at the fairy clouds in the clouds, thousands of meters tall The body hovered above the clouds and swam over.

"Thank you."

Given Ji Yuenian's bleak and weak state at this time, if Yuan Qing hadn't made a move, it would have been impossible to escape the bombardment of the dragon's gaze.

Yuan Qing just closed his eyes to cultivate the sea of ​​spirits, and never responded.

At this very moment, the extreme northern frontier is already boiling with excitement because of the appearance of the black flood dragon!
Even in the Golden Saint Palace in the imperial city of the Monster Kingdom, there are several extremely tyrannical creatures with solemn expressions, staring at the black dragon in the light curtain!
"Its aura has soared to an unimaginable level in a short period of time!"

"This spirit beast seems to be out of control!"

"In the end what happened?!"

"Oops! It seems to be heading directly towards Yunque!"

"Should I wait to make a move?"

"There is a chaotic spiritual energy storm on the spiritual tree. We are not land spirit beasts that can survive in the spiritual energy. How do we make a move?"

"We can't go to the crown of the spirit tree at all!"

……

The edge of the canopy and the sea of ​​clouds.

After adjusting the breath, Yuan Qing's complexion improved a bit, he opened his eyes, looked at the black dragon hovering above the cloud tower, and said: "This time, the Daoist gathering for picking up clouds seems to have gradually turned into a mess. "

Ji Yuenian pondered for a while, and said: "The difference between this flood dragon and the previous ones is that it has a faint aura of the North Sea Dragon Palace, and this aura belongs to the blood of the real dragon."

"How did you know about this?" Yuan Qing's eyes were a little surprised, "I only know that you are a living being who practices Buddhism, but I don't know that you still have such a magical power of induction."

"At this time, my soul is weak, and the power of induction is far inferior to your spiritual power of the Lingtai." Ji Yuenian shook his head, "It's just that I won't admit to the breath of the real dragon blood."

Yuan Qing nodded slightly, looked at Ji Yuenian and said, "Where are your master's roots?"

"My master..."

Ji Yuenian's expression was extremely dazed.

Whether it is the "Xian Mi Miao Tong not dying body" from the 33 Heavenly Court, or the "Mantra of Crossing the Spirit Buddha" and "Prajna Heart Sutra" from the Luojia Sacred Mountain, they are just magical powers and true methods, not the source of teacher inheritance.

The two bloodlines originating from Princess Ao Li and the God of Imperial Water Lihen, although they can barely be regarded as their own roots, they have nothing to do with the teacher's succession.

He has practiced alone for hundreds of years, but he has never even paid homage to his master.

"I don't have a master."

Yuan Qing looked even more surprised, and said, "How is it possible!?"

(End of this chapter)