Comprehensive website: From the Classic of Mountains and Seas to ancient times

After being reminded by Bai Ze, Mu Yi began to concentrate on studying Yinglong's method of controlling the clouds and rain.

But after a moment, he was confused again.

Eyes: Can't understand
Brain: I don’t understand
Hands: Not at all
"I still don't understand!" Mu Yi honestly told Bai Ze about his feelings.

"It seems that you are a practical person!" Bai Ze nodded.

"Then watching the game won't mean much to you, go and experience it for yourself!"

As he spoke, Mu Yi felt someone push him hard. His body was restrained by a force and he was uncontrollably thrust into the void.

After a moment, the force quietly disappeared.

"This is... Chaos?"

Mu Yi looked around and found that the surrounding environment was basically the same as what he had just seen in the water mirror.

It is chaotic and empty, totally unsuitable for living things to survive.

"Reminder from the Zongwang: You have started Yinglong's trial. Your performance will determine your reward!"

Looking at the information prompt in front of him, Mu Yi fell into a daze.

I beat Yinglong? Really?
There is no accurate concept of time in the void.

But when Mu Yi was at a loss, the void in front of him began to shake violently, and the next moment a huge head poked out from the tip of the iceberg.

Almost in an instant, Mu Yi felt his body shaking uncontrollably. That was the body's natural reaction to a strong opponent.

Under heavy pressure, Mu Yi did not hesitate at all and swung the Great Xia Dragon Bird in his hand towards the front.

Burst out with all your strength, without any reservation.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation were rotating, and the power of the Great Xia Dragon Bird was constantly accumulating, and the destructive power was instantly raised to a terrifying level.

A straight line extended from the blade, and the chaos along the way was cut off by this force, and a momentary "vacuum" appeared.

"Hey, you say he's a blockhead, but he's quite perceptive at times like this!"

Bai Ze, who was watching the fight, touched his chin. The moves Mu Yi performed at this moment were extremely similar to the moves Yang Jian used with the Mountain-Splitting Axe before, but they were also different as he incorporated his own ideas into them.

"What a practical man!" Bai Ze nodded.

Under heavy pressure, Mu Yi made rapid progress, which was not in vain for him to ask Yinglong to create an incarnation to test Mu Yi.

There was a dull sound in the void.

The space in the void was extremely unstable. Under such a violent attack, the space was directly shattered. The bursting space fragments were like half of a sharp blade, cutting through everything nearby.

However, these space fragments that could easily wipe out the hardest substances in the material world were now like glass fragments flying on a tank. Apart from a series of clanging sounds, they did not cause any harm to Yinglong's incarnation.

Under the pitch-black sky, the light like two searchlights fell on Mu Yi. His calm breathing was like thunder, shaking the chaotic void.

However, compared with the real Yinglong, the one in front of him is indeed a lot smaller, probably only as big as one of the original dragon's claws.

But at this moment, it still blocked out the sky and the sun.

"Is this thing really on the same level as me?"

The corner of Mu Yi's mouth twitched. That was a full-strength attack he had just delivered.

It was still an improved all-out attack.

If the incarnation of Manjushri was chopped off, blood would be drawn and there is a possibility that it might even be killed.

As a result, the incarnation of Yinglong in front of him just endured it so gracefully?
There was not even a mark on the head, as if nothing had happened.

This defensive power is too incredible.

How do you practice this?

Even if the Eight-Nine Profound Art is fully mastered, it doesn't have this kind of defensive power, right?

Mu Yi used his physical body to resist the divine weapon. Only now did he have a vague idea of ​​what it was like above the Emperor level.

Even though he was the embodiment of suppressed strength, he seemed like a creature from another dimension to them.

"Oh, I forgot. Yinglong's situation is special. Even if I ask you to stand and chop him, you can't chop him!" Bai Ze's voice transcended the chaos and reached Mu Yi's ears.

Mu Yi took a deep breath, resisted the urge to hit Bai Ze, and waited for Bai Ze to continue.

Of course, the most important thing is that we can’t win.

"This is for you, I hope you can control it!" Bai Ze's slightly expectant voice appeared in the chaos along with a ray of light.

The light dissipated, and a broken knife fell into Mu Yi's hands.

It looks dilapidated and seems to have no magical properties.

"Tiger Soul Blade?" Without any hint, Mu Yi instantly guessed the identity of this blade.

However, the Tiger Soul Blade that could compete with the Xuan-Yuan Sword at this moment was just a rusty piece of iron.

Its appearance has been corroded by wind and rain and is bumpy, with some fuzzy lines vaguely visible.

"Tiger Soul Blade!" Mu Yi tightly grasped the broken and shabby sword.

Without any instructions, the moment he held the knife, Mu Yi knew how to use it.

The moment Mu Yi poured all his military power into the tiger soul, the originally broken and damaged blade suddenly began to shine.

All divine weapons have their own set of logic and cognition. Although they may not have complete spiritual intelligence, they are no less picky than a harsh intelligent being.

Such is the case with the defilement of divine objects.

In front of people who are not suitable for them, these magical weapons often show a tattered appearance, but in front of people who are worthy of them, they are eager to show themselves, even if they are against them, they are willing to do so.

Violent, brutal, scarlet... Countless auras rose from the blade, but eventually converged together to form a unique aura.

With a roar, everything became silent!

Even Yinglong, who was training with Yang Jian and others, couldn't help but narrow his eyes. The aura around him suddenly surged, and Sun Wukong and others who were still struggling to hold on were instantly blown away.

"Tiger Soul..."

"Bai Ze, you bastard, you really know how to stir up trouble!" Yinglong's sight penetrated the chaotic void and fell on Bai Ze who was eating a lot in the Dragon Palace.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's not about what I plan to do, but what they plan to do. The Emperor of Heaven and Earth, the Three Pure Ones and the Four Imperial Gods, the Five Elders of the Five Directions... I'm just going with the flow!"

"Hahahaha, Yinglong, the big one is coming!" Bai Ze's wild laughter reached Yinglong's ears.

"Is the catastrophe coming again?" Yinglong sighed, a feeling of powerlessness surging throughout his body.

Even it felt a sense of powerlessness at this moment.

After experiencing a series of catastrophes such as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and the separation of humans and gods, it is very clear that this is not something it can stop.

As the source of all Yinglong and the ontological existence of differentiated concepts, as long as He wants, He can trace back all the answers He wants from the endless river of time and space.

You don't even need to adjust time and space, just listen carefully and you can know most of the current situation.

But it still couldn't see the catastrophe that Bai Ze mentioned. As always, all it could do was act as a thug. "No, Yinglong, it's not a catastrophe..." Bai Ze's smile became more intense.

The corner of Yinglong's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand directly through the chaotic void to grab Bai Ze.

He hates riddlers, and this bastard Bai Ze knows everything, but he just likes to be a riddler.

When everyone was in the same camp, He couldn't understand Bai Ze, and he is even more confused now.

"Don't worry, I will tell you. Now let me review the past of Yinglong fighting Chiyou!"

Bai Ze's figure disappeared in Yinglong's claws, or in other words, the moment Yinglong stretched out his claws, Bai Ze disappeared.

Yinglong had a dark face and swung his tail in annoyance to throw Sun Wukong away, and his sharp claws struck towards Chaos with thunder.

"Twenty-four gods!" Zhao Gongming sacrificed twenty-four Dinghai beads and evolved twenty-four gods to intercept the sea of ​​thunder in the sky.

Qiong Xiao immediately took action, grabbed the sea of ​​thunder in the sky and smashed it towards Yinglong.

Yinglong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Qiongxiao could use his power to counterattack.

However, an endless curtain of rain fell along with the wings, and the sea of ​​thunder in the sky was completely blocked by the rain curtain.

When he turned his head, the three-pointed double-edged sword, the golden hoop stick, and the fire-pointed spear were in front of him again. Yinglong struck them back with a casual blow.

The originally leisurely mood was completely destroyed by Bai Ze's few words, and now he felt a little irritated.

But what made him more curious was Mu Yi on the other side.

At this moment, Mu Yi was running for his life under the attack of Yinglong's incarnation.

Even though Hu Po showed his brilliance, he had no chance to draw his sword.

From its sharp claws to its tail, every part of Yinglong's body has become a weapon of attack.

A pair of wings spread out, thunder and lightning burst, strong winds suddenly arose, and a heavy rain curtain washed everything.

Being in such a heavy rain, Mu Yi could clearly feel the cold touch, a feeling he had gradually forgotten when he left the mundane world. The surging blood was cooling down, and the extremities of his limbs all gave off stiff feedback.

His body was completely unable to ignore the rain, his condition was deteriorating rapidly, and he even felt the cold.

Cold and heavy, there seemed to be a faint biting force of ice and cold, trying to sneak into his flesh and blood along the skin and take root in the bone marrow.

“Is this the way of the wind and rain?”

From personal experience, Mu Yi did learn a lot, but there was no improvement at all. His physical condition was constantly deteriorating and his strength was getting weaker.

Even the power to deal with thunder bombardment seemed to be weakening.

However, Mu Yi held the Tiger Soul Sword in his hand even tighter.

A raging fighting spirit was burning in his chest, and for some reason his heart was filled with anger. Mu Yi couldn't tell whether this anger came from himself, from Chi You, or from the unyielding blood of the human race.

His blood was burning, and a flame completely different from fire was rapidly burning in his body.

His blood was boiling, his body temperature was rising, and the veins on his already strong arms were tense.

He knew that he absolutely didn't want to fall down like this.

It is the same even if the opponent is the legendary, nearly invincible ancient god of war.

"war!"

All the rage in his heart came out with a roar.

Mu Yi's body suddenly expanded countless times. The rain curtain that covered the sky just now could only cover Mu Yi's calves.

"boom!"

The Tiger Soul Blade chopped with all its might, emitting a bloodthirsty light in the chaos.

"Roar!"

Feeling threatened, Yinglong stretched out his claws and fought with the Tiger Soul Sword. Where the two swords met, infinite power seemed to explode and burst out, and then was annihilated in the chaos.

A bloody smell emanated from the claws that were in contact with the blade.

Yinglong was injured!
Mu Yi's eyes sparkled with brilliance. He could clearly see the dragon scales being shattered under the blade, as well as the blood being continuously swallowed by the Tiger Soul Sword.

"Roar!"

Yinglong cried out in pain, and the next moment, before Mu Yi had time to be happy about his own achievement, he saw a huge dragon tail approaching him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Roar!"

Amid the angry roar, wind and rain came blowing in the face.

The boundless wind and rain seemed to cover the sky and the sun, surrounding Mu Yi.

The seemingly gentle rain curtain seemed as strong as steel at this moment, and the fast-moving strong wind wiped out large sparks around Mu Yi.

Can fight!

A clear sense of pain filled Mu Yi's body, but Mu Yi was not discouraged at all. Instead, he became even more excited.

With its wings spread out, it withstands the wind and rain that spin like a blade and strikes Yinglong hard.

Wherever the blade passed, a new cut appeared on Yinglong's red-gold dragon scales.

Although the blade barely broke the dragon's scales and scratched the flesh, it was enough.

I can break the enemy's defense and withstand damage, so why can't I fight him?

war! war! war!
A man and a dragon fought madly in the chaotic void.

"Hahahaha, that's it, that's it!" Bai Ze laughed.

"What happened today was just a rehearsal. Yinglong, be prepared. Your powerful enemy is about to return."

The sound penetrated the chaos and fell into Yinglong's ears.

"what?"

Yinglong was stunned for a moment, and was hit hard by the golden cudgel, but there was no mark at all.

All the people who witnessed this scene showed expressions of disbelief. They realized that Yinglong was beyond their imagination. Even if he stood still and let them hit him, he probably couldn't be hurt at all.

"Damn Bai Ze!" Ying Long's face turned dark, which directly disrupted his plan.

If Sun Wukong and the others lost their will to fight, then there would be no point in him training with them for a while.

With a cold snort, Yinglong could only make the best of the situation. In an instant, wind, rain, thunder and lightning enveloped Sun Wukong and the others.

Using the threat of life and death to squeeze out their potential is also a way to promote growth.

But Yinglong was extremely shocked. Bai Ze’s words were very clear this time. Could it be that Chi You would really stand up again from the red maple forest?
Thinking of this, Yinglong couldn't help but turn his gaze to Mu Yi. Bai Ze would not do meaningless things. Could it be that he is related to this kid?

"Forget it, never mind. Let those bastards deal with the headache!" After thinking for a moment, Yinglong put all these emotions behind him.

He himself is not an intellectual person. Even if Chi You was resurrected, what would the worst be? The worst that could happen would be that they would continue to fight.

Watching Mu Yi fight his avatar did indeed awaken his distant memories. That blood-boiling battle was so unforgettable. (End of this chapter)