Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The waves were surging and the wind was howling.

Between the sea and the sky, eight divine beings were seen rushing towards them together. Even though many soldiers and generals had surrounded them, they were unable to stop them at all.

These eight incarnations of gods not only have tacit cooperation but also have strong skills. They are not inferior to the Marshals and generals of the Dragon Palace who were brought by him.

Ao Qi could see clearly that the young incarnation who looked like a dashing young man in a suit of water waves was able to stop two Dragon Palace Marshals with only a jade bamboo flute in his hand. Even though the Dragon Palace Marshals activated the water magic and controlled the raging waves to hit like mountains, the raging waves that were as powerful as the collapse of the sky were held back by the jade bamboo flute.
And the female cultivator holding the flower basket, who single-handedly stopped thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, raised her hand and her magic power intertwined like silk threads and a net, as if she had pinched some magic formula, a net flew out from the flower basket and enveloped thousands of aquatic soldiers and generals, allowing them to run around like headless flies, trapped in the same place.
The remaining six people are also extraordinary. The scholar holds an iron sword and his skills are as fast as fire. He stops three gods by himself. The doctor uses the magic of wood to create towering trees in all directions to trap and kill the dragon. The lady uses the lotus technique to create thousands of water lotuses that split the sky and the earth like a dream. The madman shoots a gun and sweeps the battlefield like a soaring bird.
With the eight people joining forces, Ao Qi discovered that these Dragon Palace marshals who seemed so majestic and powerful in the past and could suppress the evil spirits were actually so weak!

It’s no wonder that Ao Qi thought that these eight people were here to assassinate him. As the master of the Shattered Light Sea, his good father has more children than just Ao Qi. He can’t count the number of pure-blooded dragon sons with both hands. Who among these dragon sons doesn’t want to win the favor of the Dragon King?

Since Ao Qi was born, he had endured countless secret tactics from his brothers and sisters. Assassination and poisoning were common, but the Dragon King did not seem to care about these. After all, as long as he was alive, he would always be the master of the Shattered Light Sea. Moreover, only a dragon son who could grow up in the swordplay would be qualified to be the young master of the Shattered Light Sea and would not embarrass him in public.

It is precisely because of this kind of thinking that there have been more bloody incidents in the Shattered Light Sea.

Just looking at the strength and means of these eight people, they are more than enough to kill him. Ao Qi is already wondering which good brother who dislikes him has come up with this unorthodox method to make him look bad in front of the Penglai cultivators.

Seeing the eight men breaking through the battle formation one after another and approaching, Ao Qi's personal servant couldn't help but remind him: "Your Highness, the situation is unclear now, do you want to take shelter for a while?"

Take shelter for a while?
Ao Qi was disdainful in his heart. If he retreated today, how would the people of the Broken Star Islands view the Dragon Palace? And how would the world view him, Ao Qi?

Ao Qi, who had come to his senses, was planning to dispatch troops to capture these eight people in order to intimidate the evil spirits in the dark, but he was shocked to find that except for the personal guards and generals who were protecting him, almost all the men he could send out had been sent out.

The purpose of this trip was to open up a waterway for Tian Mingan to facilitate his passage, and it was not to suppress disobedience or capture evil spirits; therefore, Ao Qi did not bring many Taoist soldiers from the Dragon Palace. However, even so, Ao Qi brought ten marshals and a hundred thousand shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

But seeing that the eight gods who came from nowhere had almost killed all the soldiers he brought with him, Ao Qi looked ashamed and annoyed. He was ashamed that his subordinates had lost his face in front of Tian Mingan, and he was annoyed that if the Dragon Palace was full of such trash, how could he subdue the Shattered Light Sea?
At present, all the creatures in the Broken Star Islands have seen the strength of the Dragon Palace's Taoist soldiers in the Broken Light Sea. Those local creatures naturally know the strength of the Dragon Palace, but if those young people from the outside world subconsciously think that the Dragon Palace is no good just by looking at this performance and have some inappropriate thoughts, it would be really embarrassing.

"Where did these people come from?!"

Ao Qi asked rather angrily.

The servants around me looked at each other and kept their heads down without saying a word. How could they possibly know?

Ao Qi also knew that it was useless to ask, but if he didn't ask, he always felt that there was a fire in his heart that he couldn't vent, and he felt very unhappy.

At this time, Li Xuan and his eight companions were fighting happily with the marshals and generals of the Dragon Palace. These days in the Broken Star Islands, they, the outsiders from the Luwu Realm, have been cautious everywhere, keeping their heads down and listening submissively. Even though they are all in the state of Divine Transformation and are considered a considerable force in the Broken Star Islands, they are outsiders after all, which is equivalent to moving in shackles. The cultivators' indomitable spirit is about to rust and become dull.

The practice of a cultivator is a path of great struggle, fighting with others, fighting with the heaven and earth. It is not necessary to go against the will of heaven, but one must still fight with heaven for that glimmer of opportunity.

If one does not have a sharp spirit to support him, he will be depressed all day long, his spirit will be completely worn out, and his heart for Tao will be wasted. How can he fight for the first place? How can he resist the heavenly calamity?

Li Xuan and his companions did not know how much spirit and vigor the cultivators of the Broken Star Islands had left, and whether their arrogance had been worn down by the Dragon Palace and their energy had been exhausted. However, when they came to the Three Realms from the Luwu Realm, they did not expect to always be smooth sailing, nor did they think that they could get everything without fighting.

This battle with the soldiers of the Dragon Palace actually helped Lu Wu Bazhen vent out the depression in his heart, making them feel refreshed and clear-headed.

Although he had only stayed in the Three Realms for a few days, the ubiquitous strict hierarchy and various invisible barriers made Li Xuan feel trapped, as if he was trapped in prison and unable to escape. His state of mind was unknowingly covered with a thick layer of dust. If this continued, Li Xuan would no longer have the indomitable spirit to break through the realm and refine the void. He would only think about getting by and living a mediocre life.

This fight actually made Li Xuan feel as if he had escaped after being trapped for a long time, as if a gentle breeze blew away the dust in Li Xuan's mind, making Li Xuan feel that the world was vast and he was free and easy.

As the depressed aura dissipated, Li Xuan could not help but let out a long whistle. He turned the sword in his hand over and made a sword gesture with his left hand. As the sword hummed softly, the sword light behind Li Xuan transformed into thousands of sword shadows.

Thousands of sword shadows intertwined and rotated, transforming into numerous sword wheels that rotated endlessly, shining between the sea and the sky, making Li Xuan look as majestic as the sword immortal.

No one expected that Li Xuan would have such a sudden enlightenment and breakthrough in the battle, so that his strength increased greatly as if his cultivation level had skyrocketed. However, seeing countless sword shadows intertwined, the already powerful Li Xuan suppressed those Dragon Palace gods so much that they could not raise their heads.

Han Qing couldn't help laughing out loud upon seeing this, he was a natural and carefree young man who loved to be free, but for the sake of the eight brothers and sisters' plan, the carefree and unrestrained Han Qing was trapped in this corner of the Broken Star Islands, and as a result, he went from being high-spirited to being somewhat depressed and decadent, although it was not visible on his face, his state of mind had been affected.

Seeing that his elder brother was still as elegant as ever, Han Qing felt very happy and used his magical powers to play a tune on the flute. He saw waves on the vast ocean and the vast sound of heaven. It was like a jade bamboo reaching up to the sky between the blue sea and the blue sky, as if it could penetrate the strong wind and thunder and fire that had accumulated for thousands of miles and went straight up to the sky.

The other members of Luwu Eight True Ones also cooperated with Li Xuan tacitly. Fairy Rui Lan Rui took out a ray of essence from her own flower basket, and when she touched it in the sky, clouds and rainbows appeared in the sky.

Lu Yan activated his mental skills and pointed the long sword in his hand, which seemed to attract the flaming sun fire. Fiery clouds and red clouds appeared out of thin air, and the image of a big sun radiated in all directions.

Cao Yang, Zhong Huo, Zhang Shou, and He Lian also used all their methods. The Eight True Immortals of Luwu threw away their restraints and displayed their skills to their heart's content. They were as dazzling as the Eight Treasures, causing all forces in the Broken Star Islands to marvel at their abilities. No one had expected that these cultivators from the outside world could be so capable.

However, just when Li Xuan and his eight companions were in high spirits, Ao Qi finally could not sit still anymore.

"Brother Tian, ​​I'm really sorry. I had intended to entertain you well today, but I didn't expect this omission. Please allow me to go back soon."

After saying that, Ao Qi bowed to Tian Mingan to express his apology, and Tian Mingan nodded to show his understanding.

Then Ao Qi took a step forward, and the situation suddenly changed.

For a moment, a faint dragon might spread between the sea and the sky, and a sharp light flashed in Ao Qi's golden dragon eyes.

People often compare the power of the emperor to the might of the dragon. Once the emperors of the dynasties in the human world get angry, their rage will be as violent as thunder and lightning, like the rage of a real dragon, which can bring down endless thunder and fire.

At this time, Ao Qi exerted his might, and the power of the real dragon caused the wind and clouds to change color, the wind howled, the thunder roared, and the waves in the East China Sea surged hugely!

When a true dragon travels, it is inevitably accompanied by clouds, fog, wind and thunder, and violent storms and rainstorms.

As Ao Qi's dragon power was fully displayed, he turned into a stunning streak and flew away. However, the clouds exploded and the sound of the streak wailed and whistled. Li Xuan and his companions were caught off guard and first endured Ao Qi's pressure. Then Ao Qi attacked them head-on, which surprised them. "How dare you go wild in my East China Sea?"

As Ao Qi spoke, the hand hidden in the pale green dragon robe turned into a dragon claw covered with scales and reached towards Li Xuan's heart.

The East China Sea Dragon Clan, the magical power belonging to the blue sky dragon bloodline, the blue dragon claw!
In an instant, it seemed as if there was a pair of huge light golden dragon eyes between the sea and the sky, looking down on all living beings indifferently. Amidst the surging waves and turbulent clouds, a huge dark green dragon claw stretched out from the clouds, encompassing all living beings.

Li Xuan knew that their actions had angered the dragon son, but Li Xuan and his men were not unprepared.

Lu Wu Bazhen clearly realized that if they requested to meet Ao Qi, they would not be able to see Ao Qi for eight hundred years due to their identities, but if they went to his house, Ao Qi would show up no matter what.

At this time, as long as we can block Ao Qi's first few moves and force him to pay attention to the eight people, everything will be easy to discuss later.

Han Qing waved the emerald bamboo flute in his hand, and thousands of green bamboos grew like swords supporting him. The iron sword in Lu Yan's hand produced flowing fire, and shadows of red sun swords crossed like waterfalls. Zhong Huo used his magical power, and the lingering fire clouds transformed into thousands of fire birds flying into the sky. When Cao Yang raised his palm, he was inspired and a purple gold spiritual seal was shot in the air.

Four of the Eight True Men of Luwu joined forces, apparently intending to block Ao Qi's magnificent and domineering Blue Dragon Claw.

Seeing that these eight people were still thinking of resisting him, Ao Qi could not help but sneer: Just because his soldiers are weak, it doesn't mean that he, Ao Qi, is a waste.

He is from the East China Sea Dragon Clan and is a member of the Cangqing Sky Dragon family.

A pure-blooded true dragon in the Spirit Transformation Realm can reveal the true nature of its bloodline.

Just when Han Qing and his companions were confident that they could block Ao Qi's attack so that Ao Qi would take them seriously and have a good talk, suddenly, a blue sky thunder exploded in the wind and clouds.

The next moment, the two dragon horns on Ao Qi's head grew wildly and his body began to twist and deform.

There were raging waves, strong winds and blue thunder. The originally elegant and noble figure of Master Ao Qi kept stretching and twisting. His light blue dragon robe vaguely turned into thousands of dense green dragon scales, and his pair of golden pupils gradually turned into vertical pupils. The dragon's majesty was vaguely visible.

Clouds are rising, thunder is roaring, wind and waves are surging, this is the true dragon's appearance.

Accompanied by a dragon's roar, under the horrified gaze of Luwu Bazhen and the awe-inspiring eyes of countless creatures in the Broken Star Islands, a real dragon appeared above the clouds.

But I saw the green thunder in the sky surging like rain, and the violent wind and waves were surging like a curtain. Between the wind, rain and thunder, the green dragon body was looming. Its two ferocious horns pierced through the dark clouds, causing rolling thunder in the sky. The five-fingered dragon claws explored the clouds and followed the wind, as if tearing the void apart.

That huge body hovered above the clouds and covered an area of ​​thousands of miles. The dragon's might was like a raging storm, engulfing all living beings and suffocating hundreds of millions of people.

The true dragon of the East China Sea is the blue sky dragon.

The magical powers displayed by Han Qing, Lu Yan, Zhong Huo and Cao Yang together seemed insignificant, weak and even ridiculous in front of this real dragon from the East China Sea.

Ao Qi simply stretched out a dragon claw and grabbed lightly, causing the surrounding space to shatter and thunder to splash. The combined magical powers of the four people were easily wiped out.

"With such means, you dare to act so arrogantly in front of me?!"

The roar of a real dragon was like rolling thunder, with violent storms between the sea and the sky, and thunder falling like waterfalls. Against such a powerful backdrop, Ao Qi, with his ferocious dragon body, looked like a god or demon.

This is the power of the Dharma.

People often say that the realm of Golden Elixir is like that of a land immortal who can live for eight hundred years, but how do they know about the realm of Divine Transformation and the power of Dharma?

If there really are gods and demons in this world, they must be these forms.

Borrowing the power of heaven and earth to transform one's own body, this kind of power is undoubtedly the best in the world.

But no one expected that when Ao Qi revealed the form of the Blue Sky Dragon and was ready to crush the eight people with the force of thunder, Lu Yan and Han Qing actually both manifested their forms!

As the mighty energy flowed and the boundless energy of heaven and earth surged, two pure and upright Dharma images rose from the East China Sea.

A Dharma image is wearing a pure Yang cloud robe, has three long beards and holds a magic sword in his hand. Behind him is a Zhengyang wheel that emits Shaoyang energy.

A statue of a dharma dressed in a cloud-like robe, with a jade crown on his head and a gorgeous belt around his waist. He holds a flute in one hand and the other behind his back. Behind his head, a green wheel of light emits a faint and elegant glow.

Two Dharma statues, actually two Dharma statues!

Not to mention Ao Qi's surprise at this moment, even the creatures watching the show in the Broken Star Islands felt boundless panic in their hearts: they started to watch the show because they believed that Ao Qi would win. The power of the Dharmakaya was superior to that of the God of Incarnation. How could the Dharmakaya True Dragon in the Broken Light Sea lose to a group of Gods of Incarnation from a small place from the outside world?

What's more, they were somewhat dissatisfied with the high pressure of the Dragon Palace, but they did not dare to vent it in the past. Now that someone was willing to slap the Dragon Palace in the face, they were still very happy to watch the fun.

But this doesn’t mean that they want Li Xuan and his team to win!

Li Xuan and his men won and ran away, so what about the creatures in the Broken Star Islands?
Won’t the wrath of the Dragon Palace fall on them?
For a moment, as Lu Yan and Han Qing manifested their Dharma forms, the mighty power of the two Dharma forms stopped the rage of the true dragon in the sky. The situation turned around in an instant and the atmosphere became more solemn.

Ao Qi no longer had the confidence he had just now. If there were only two Dharma images, he could fight them. But now there were eight people facing him. Who knew if there were other Dharma images?
Amidst the tense atmosphere, Tian Ming'an looked at Lu Yan and Han Qing with great interest. Both the appearances and skills of these two people were interesting, and seemed to have some connection with their Penglai lineage.

"Interesting." (End of chapter)