Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

In the Chilong River, the tide rises and falls, and the river reaches the sky.

In the mountains and forests on both sides, strong winds rose suddenly, and the vegetation and sand rolled up like dragons.

In mid-air, thousands of monks were struggling wildly, roaring wildly, their bodies full of energy and blood, their robes bursting, and their voices hoarse.

At the top of the sky, the huge golden roc was reaching for its claws from afar!

This scene was so terrifying that Wang Baolong's body could not stop trembling.

Being in danger all year round, his perception of danger is far greater than that of ordinary monks.

At this moment, he was suffering from deeper fear and despair than ordinary people would feel.

"Is this a monster from this world?"

Su Bai's eyes moved slightly, staring into the sky.

This ancestral blood golden roc is as big as a star, with wings spread thousands of miles wide, and its golden scales cover the sky and the sun.

But if that's all, its size wouldn't be bigger than the Seven Heroes and Three Brutals.

What concerned him more was not the size, but the terrifying blood that was like substance and much hotter than magma.

The energy and blood of this ancestral blood golden roc is like a vast ocean, flowing endlessly.

With the blessing of the blood in the body, the physique of this ancestral blood golden roc has reached an astonishing level!

The blood energy of this ancestral blood golden roc is much more terrifying than the tens of millions of people in a city combined!
However, his eyes flashed and he looked towards the west.

Three hundred miles away in the west, a red shadow flashed on the top of a trembling barren mountain.

That is Chi Yunxian.

"call!"

Chi Yunxian's eyes narrowed slightly and he slowly exhaled.

The martial arts practice in this world is limited by the manifestation of the saint. Whether it is the ancient times or the current era, only by practicing the manifestation of the saint can one be regarded as a great master in cultivating the Tao.

Once you have completed the Holy Manifestation, not only will your lifespan reach tens of thousands, but every move you make will also be blessed by the power of heaven and earth.

Although this ancestral blood golden roc is powerful, it seems to have not yet reached adulthood. Its cultivation level is at the ninth level of the golden body realm. It is still one step away from the holy realm and cannot be regarded as a powerful level.

But even if he is not a powerful person, he cannot compete with the cultivation level of the Golden Body Ninth Level Heaven.

Chi Yunxian's thoughts moved, and her eyes fell on Luo Bao'er, who was eager to try: "Bao'er, this ancestral blood golden roc has not yet become a saint, but it is also a master of the golden body realm."

"This time, it's up to you to take action."

After saying that, he felt a little clearer.

I'm afraid it's not a coincidence that Luo Bao'er came down the mountain and took away the Golden Vase of Great Dao.

Maybe the headmaster had already calculated that this scene would happen.

In asking Luo Baoer to take away the Golden Vase of the Great Dao, perhaps he wanted to help him.

"Uh-huh!"

Luo Baoer nodded excitedly. She quickly rubbed her fingers, then pointed to the sky and said excitedly:

"Xiao Jin, smash that weird bird down for me!"

hum!
Luo Baoer scolded lightly, and a golden sun suddenly appeared from behind her.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow of a brilliant golden vase was reflected in the sky.

boom!
The thousand-mile air current was instantly shattered by the extremely arrogant Golden Vase Shadow. The air waves visible to the naked eye were like the Milky Way, flowing back thousands of feet high!

In the blink of an eye, the clouds all over the sky were blown away, and the golden roc of ancestral blood that spread its wings for thousands of miles was also blown away.

This golden light was as bright as the blazing sun. The moment it appeared, it already illuminated the sky for nine days.

And the brilliant golden light was like a waterfall.

Wherever it shined, almost everything in the void was crushed and destroyed.

The Chilong River roared and raged, and the violent winds suddenly stirred up by the mountains and rivers on both sides of the river were as if they were completely defeated by some kind of terrifying force.

The dust and sand that were flying wildly on the ground were also pressed off the ground by some kind of terrifying aura, and they did not dare to move at all.

And the many casual cultivators who were flying across the sky and about to be swallowed by the Ancestral Blood Golden Poc also fell from the sky and smashed into the earth and the river.

An invisible and heavy sense of oppression instantly filled everyone's hearts.

Everything in the world seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Everyone looked up in shock and saw the shadow of a shining sacred golden bottle lying between heaven and earth.

The moment this golden bottle appeared, it had turned into reality, and like an immortal sacred mountain, it fiercely smashed towards the ancestral blood golden roc tens of thousands of feet in the sky!

Boo! !

The moment the golden light emerged, the ancestral blood golden roc high in the sky seemed to be aware of it, and immediately flapped its wings and screamed.

It fluttered its wings and pushed away thousands of hectares of smoke and dust. The sound waves raged in all directions and stirred up the sky for thousands of miles.

Visible to the naked eye, among the turbulent golden light formed by its endless blood, there are countless golden runes flowing rapidly.

This is its innate magical power, the Three Thousand Sword Techniques!

At the moment when the Dao Golden Vase soared into the sky, tens of thousands of sword energy condensed into the surging golden light of the Ancestral Blood Golden Roc, which quickly swooped down.

It turned into an endless torrent of supernatural powers, trying to stop the golden bottle of the great avenue!
Such momentum is extremely huge.

boom!
Boom!

Thousands of miles in the sky, the earth shook uncontrollably under the shocking collision. Mountains collapsed one after another, and rivers boiled and flowed backwards.

It is the towering strange mountain standing on the bank of Chilong River, like a sword drawn from the sky.

And the looming ancient mansion in the divine light also began to shake, and ripples spread, splashing on the ancient restrictions.

"This is... Taiyi Sect's Golden Vase of Great Dao!"

Someone with a good vision immediately exclaimed and recognized the shadow of the golden bottle in the sky.

The Taiyi Sect has nine true forms of inheritance, and the Golden Vase of the Great Dao is one of them.

The powerful spiritual treasure of the Manifestation Saint Realm is so powerful that it can smash the stars and the moon and sink the earth.

"The Great Golden Vase."

In Su Bai's eyes, the outline of the Great Dao Golden Vase was reflected.

This golden vase of the Great Dao contains extremely profound legal principles and is not just a spiritual treasure.

It also contains an extremely powerful true form of the golden bottle, and also has an ancient inheritance from the form refining realm, all the way to the holy manifestation realm.

boom!
The duration of the collision was far shorter than anyone imagined.

The golden roc of ancestral blood that spreads its wings for thousands of miles was hit by the shadow of the golden bottle of the great avenue.

First it soared thousands of feet, spilling blood in the sky, and then fell like a meteor, pulling out a fiercely burning golden air stream.

He was knocked down from the sky with one blow!
hum!
At this moment, the shadow of the Dao Golden Vase was put away by Luo Baoer.

On the top of the barren mountain, Luo Baoer's face turned pale and he almost fell to the ground.

"Brother, I can't do it anymore!"

"Xiao Jin is too heavy, I might not be able to hit that big bird!"

This little guy fell down on his butt, sweating profusely, as if he was dehydrated, and panting heavily.

The Golden Vase of the Great Dao is a spiritual treasure of the Holy Realm. Inside it contains a small world of Holy Power, which has the power to crush the void.

How could he, a little guy in the Form Refining Realm, be able to activate it?

This golden bottle shadow was inspired by Lingbao independently, and she was just assisting.

"The Great Golden Vase of Taiyi Sect!"

Boom! !
The next moment, the mountains and rivers split open, and a painful low roar came out.

A heroic young man, wearing golden armor stained red by blood, stood up among the ruins.

Waves of crackling sounds of broken muscles and bones came from his body.

The blood energy spread around him like mist, and you could faintly see the ancient runes in the blood energy.

call!
He took a deep breath, and the blood and energy around him flowed back into his body from the pores all over his body. Only then did he recover some of the lost energy and blood.

But even so, his face was still a little pale, and his body was trembling unconsciously.

Obviously hit hard.

While he was frightened, he was also frightened and angry.

He also didn't expect that a mere junior from the Taiyi Sect would be carrying a Golden Vase of Great Dao!

The power of this blow was almost unbearable even with his terrifying body.If he hadn't been wearing the Lingbao armor, he would have died or been disabled this time.

But even so, he was almost blown up in the air.

There is a huge gap between Lingbao. His Lingbao Golden Armor is far inferior to the Great Dao Golden Vase.

The Golden Vase of the Great Dao was a treasure inherited from a great master of the royal court in the ancient times, and his golden armor was just a life-saving thing given to him by a great master of the Demon Clan.

The gap between the two is comparable to Yunni.

"Fellow Taoist from the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, why are you here?"

Chi Yunxian stood up and stood in front of Luo Baoer, covering his aggressive and ferocious eyes.

There are nine states in the world, among which the demon clan occupies one state exclusively, the ancient ancient relics occupy one state, and the remaining seven states are all owned by the human race.

The Fairy Island, Lake and Sea outside the country are owned by the Dragon and Phoenix clans.

The rest of the small tribes live in seclusion in the oases of the boundless desert sea and some other places.

This is the rule set by Huangyun Tianzun to divide the world millions of years ago.

Even though Huang Yun Tianzun has disappeared for millions of years, he still has not changed.

Few people dare to break the rules.

Because Huangyun Tianzun's imperial court still stands above the sky in Zhongzhou.

"Dongzhou is the ancestral land of my demon clan. If your human race can occupy this land, why can't we, the demon clan, even come here?"

The heroic young man looked at Chi Yunxian coldly:
"What the three major holy places dare not take care of, how can you, a mere junior from the Taiyi Sect, be worthy of it?"

"How dare you scold my senior brother!?"

Luo Baoer jumped up and down in anger. She pinched the magic formula with her fingers and pointed at him:
"Watch me smash you to death!"

boom!
The hair on the young man's hair stood on end as he dodged and broke through countless air. He moved hundreds of miles and yelled angrily: "How dare you take action!"

The Golden Vase of the Great Dao is a holy treasure. Even if it is the junior in front of me, it is impossible to use it with all its strength. It can seriously injure or even kill him.

How could he not be afraid?
Chi Yunxian reached out and held Luo Baoer's finger.

There are three major holy places in Dongzhou, Taiyi Sect is slightly inferior, but the Golden Winged Royal Family is the leader among birds.

Its strength is comparable to that of the Holy Land of the Human Race.

"Ancestral Blood Golden Roc, with a ninth-level cultivation in the Golden Body Realm. I wonder what rank you have among the saint sons of the contemporary Golden Winged Royal Family?"

Chi Yunxian's eyes moved slightly.

The demon clan is even more blessed than the human clan. Those with strong bloodlines often only need to transform into the spirit realm of the human clan.

The Golden Winged Royal Family is the best among them. They often transform and have the cultivation level of the Furnace Realm.

And this young man, who is not yet an adult, has already reached the ninth level of the Golden Body Realm. Even among the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, he is not an ordinary person.

"You, a human race, do have some knowledge."

The heroic young man glanced at Luo Baoer with some fear, his hands on his waist.

His breath calmed down:
"My king, Peng Nineteen!"

The Holy Son Sequence of the Monster Clan is just like the True Succession Sequence of the Human Sect.

This person is ranked 19th, which is equivalent to the [-]th true successor of the Holy Land of the Human Race.

This sequence surprised Luo Baoer.

The ninth level of the Golden Body Realm is only ranked [-]th. How can this generation of demon clan be so tyrannical?
"nineteen?"

Chi Yunxian was also slightly surprised, but it was only for a moment.

The human race is different from the demon race. Before the great power, the demon race's lifespan far exceeds that of the human race.

Among the same generation, there may be some who have lived for more than a thousand years, but the human race obviously cannot.

Regardless of the Taiyi Sect or the Three Holy Lands, the true inheritance must be rotated every hundred years, but for the Monster Clan, it takes thousands of years.

What Peng Jiu should compare with is the top among the ten generations of true legends from the three holy places.

And not contemporary.

Therefore, he did not belittle himself.

"Now that you know I'm coming, why not get out of here!"

Peng Jiu glanced at Chi Yunxian indifferently: "Your spiritual form is quite condensed, and your divine body is about to be condensed. You should be one of the true successors of Taiyi Sect's generation, right?"

"If you retreat now, I will spare your life!"

"It doesn't matter whether you are nineteen or fifteen, don't even try to steal our things, just get out of here!"

"Otherwise, I will smash you into a little pie!"

Luo Baoer clenched his fist and waved it. There was a golden light behind him, looming, as if he was about to take action again.

She had just swallowed a few treasure pills and her condition was much better.

"Bastard!"

Peng Jiu's face twitched, and veins popped out on both sides of his forehead: "In the strange mountain, there is the inheritance of my ancestors. This mountain belongs to me!"

He was a little afraid of this little thing with braids.

This naughty boy is so fierce!

Not afraid of him at all.

"You dare to scold me!?"

Luo Baoer was stunned, suddenly angry, and immediately wanted to take action.

Peng Jiujiu's face was as black as iron. He glanced at Chiyunxian coldly, then retreated suddenly, crossed the thousand-mile-wide Chilong River, and reached the other side.

"Tai Yimen, I remember you!"

"Nineteen Taoist friends must remember it, so be sure to remember it firmly and don't forget it."

Chi Yunxian touched Luo Baoer's head and said calmly: "The senior of your clan has passed away, and you and I have a destiny."

"Each according to his own ability!"

Boom!

After speaking, the two drifted away.

It seems that he has headed to the strange mountain.

The group of casual cultivators who survived the catastrophe were still frightened. Although they were very reluctant, most of them were also scared away.

Regardless of whether humans are good or evil, they can always communicate.

But to the demon clan, humans are no different from other beasts.

Ligers and tigers can be eaten, but humans are naturally only food in their eyes.

"Ancestral Blood Golden Roc..."

Su Bai reached out to grab it from the void, and caught a faint breath in his hand.

The golden vase of the Great Dao almost exploded the golden roc with one blow. At this time, a lot of fine blood and chaotic aura overflowed in the void.

Beside him, Wang Baolong smiled innocently, as if congratulating himself for escaping a disaster.

Beside him was Chen Xiu, who had been rescued by Su Bai.

"This demon clan is so terrifying!"

"But how come there are monsters here?"

Chen Xiu was sweating profusely, his hands and feet were limp, and he was almost alive.

He slumped to the ground, seemed to have lost the ability to move, and kept mumbling to himself.

A monk who has condensed his true form has extremely strong physique and vitality. Naturally, he cannot die if he falls from a high altitude.

But before, he was the only one who survived in that boat.

Several other people were not buried in the demon mouth, but they were hacked to death by their own swords while they were struggling in mid-air.

"Little man, little man!"

Su Bai was searching for the qi and blood of the ancestral blood golden roc, inhaling it into his body and turning it into a pure energy to restore his body.

At this time, Wang Baolong seemed to feel something. He seemed a little happy, but also said with a trembling voice like a little fear:
"That mountain, there seems to be something in that mountain..."

"Looking at me!" (End of Chapter)