Because of all the monks who have just made the move, Ji's ancestors have done the most damage to him.

Panlong's speed is very fast. He rushes in front of Ji's ancestors and sees that he wants to kill them. But at this time, the saints of Tianyin holy mountain play the piano music at the same time.

Pan Long suddenly felt a trance in his soul, as if he was about to fall asleep, and his huge body fell to the ground.

And at the same time, "Hua La --" a sound, at the end of the dragon is the sound of the chain shaking.

On the huge dragon's tail, a thick chain locked the dragon's tail.

This made the monks wide eyed and surprised!

"It turns out that the dragon is locked!"

He doesn't like sleeping in this cave, but he can't leave it at all!

The monks who had just been awed by the Dragon suddenly regained their hope.

The combat power of a locked dragon is different from that of a free dragon. If it is locked, it means that its action is limited and they can have a great advantage.

The mahayanas offered their magic weapons to bombard the dragon. At this time, the dragon's soul was very confused. He felt the bombardment of mahayanas, but his action was too slow due to the interference of his soul.

"Boom boom -" because the Panlong was really thick skinned, the Mahayana joined hands to bombard the dragon head, and the two dragon horns were broken by the Mahayana.

"Roar -" Panlong roared. The sting of the broken horn made him wake up a little. The nuns of Shengyin and other Tianyin holy mountain still played the strings quickly. Panlong just felt sober and drowsy.

The hundreds of thousands of monks who had just ambushed on both sides of the cave had regrouped their battle formation and launched another attack on the dragon.

The Mahayana was divided into two groups, the dragon's left dragon head and the dragon's right body, which made him tired of coping.

"Puff puff -" under such continuous bombardment, the dragon body also had a burst of blood.

"Roar!" Pan Long was very angry, but he didn't look at the Mahayana this time, and his head looked for the direction of the Qin sound. It was the damned Qin sound that hindered his action and hurt him continuously.

It can be said that he hated the music more than Mahayana.

Panlong's huge divine sense spreads along the melody. All of a sudden, we can see the nuns of Tianyin holy mountain in white, as well as the playing of Jiang Sijing, Gongsun Qingxue and yuanxiu.

"Roar -" the Dragon roared and rushed to Jiang Sijing and others. He wanted to eat these humble mole ants.

Jiang Sijing and others are not far away from Panlong. Because they are too far away, the attack of rhythm will become weaker. Now they see Panlong rushing up, and people's fingers are playing the strings faster and faster.

As soon as the dragon was in the middle of the rush, his soul was in a trance again, and his huge body tended to fall down. If it was a pure soul attack, the friars of Tianyin holy mountain would not be as good as the dragon. But with their collective cooperation, the dragon would be greatly affected.

What's more, there is a yuan Shen who is more than half a step away from the real immortal?

After Yuan Xiu and Jiang Sijing's double cultivation, the strength of Yuan Shen has increased greatly. Although it has not reached the true fairyland, the difference is not too far.

This is because he has not practiced Yin Gong for a long time. If he only relies on Yin Gong in time, Pan Long will die directly.

The mahayanas seize every opportunity to attack the dragon. Although they can only hurt the dragon a little under the joint attack, they will grind the dragon to death even if the water drips through the stone! Or they will fall!

Under a series of bombardments, Panlong was injured again. Because of the injury, he finally became crazy and rushed to Jiang Sijing and others.

Jiang Sijing and other nuns of the holy mountain of Tianyin all jumped up to escape. They have been practicing music for a long time. Even when they fight, they can play at the same time. The Qin is their weapon, and they are handy with it.

"Clang clang -" the sound wave played by the friar of Yinsheng mountain for hundreds of days spread to the Panlong. Every time the Panlong wanted to jump on it, his soul was always sleepy. Coupled with the joint bombardment of the Mahayana, he was constantly injured, which could be described as suffocating.

"The music skill of Tianyin holy mountain really deserves its reputation!" The mahayanas marveled that if it was not for Yin Gong to restrain the dragon, they would not have the chance to attack the dragon, and they would be injured all of a sudden.

"Roar, roar -"

for ten days in a row, monks attacked Panlong in the same way, but although Panlong was injured, tens of thousands of monks who came to the island were killed and injured, which can be described as tragic.

Fortunately, the dragon is not feeling well either. It's getting weaker and weaker. What's more frail and tired is the monks who come in. They have been fighting for ten days in a row, and the true yuan and Yuan Shen of the monks have consumed a lot.

In particular, the friars of the holy mountain of Tianyin used the Yin Gong to attack the Yuanshen.

As soon as their Yin Gong became weak, the dragon's soul became clear and opened his mouth to spray ice swords at the nuns of Tianyin holy mountain.

They clapped the strings together, and the music turned in an instant. It was a very strong air of killing and cutting. It spread out like a ripple, and formed a golden light curtain to block the ice arrow that was shooting at the dragon.

Unfortunately, there are only a few of them left, and the consumption of Yuanshen is too huge. How can they resist the attack of banbu Zhenxian dragon?"Boom -" a light curtain burst.

The dense ice swords came straight.

Sheng Yin, who was sitting in the front, was blown out. "Bang -" hit the side of the cliff and passed out.

Then there was Gongsun Qingxue. Although she used the secret method to resist for a moment, she would not faint. She was stronger than Shengyin, but she was also seriously injured.

The two Mahayana friars were injured like this. Zhao zhuoran and other nuns in the holy mountain of Tianyin were afraid that they would be blown into powder.

Jiang Sijing's eyes also widened. A few days ago, they resisted countless times, and every time Panlong used his magic power, the ancestors of Ji family would join forces to bombard. But this time, because their light shield was too weak, even if the Mahayana joined hands, they couldn't immediately resist all the ice swords.

So, this time, she felt the power of a half step immortal. Let alone resist it. Under this kind of pressure, she could not even move. She could only suffocate and panic. She could do nothing but stare and wait for death.

Seeing this, Yuan Xiu immediately threw away Qin. All of a sudden, he just came to jump on Jiang Sijing and hold him in his arms. As soon as this action was finished, the dense ice sword bombarded his body.

Even if he was a half step immortal, he was also very strong, but the dragon was also a half step immortal, and he used his own magic power. He spat out a lot of blood.

His body swayed with him. Fortunately, he had rich experience in combat. Although his back was to Panlong, it didn't affect his vision. He stretched out his big hand and smashed the ice sword that hadn't come to him yet.

In fact, he can dodge at this time, but if he dodges, there will be none of the nuns behind him.

Especially Zhao zhuoran, the saint of Tianyin Shengshan, who had taught him his temperament.

With the slap of yuanxiu and the continuous bombardment of Mahayana, the ice sword from Panlong was finally exhausted. Panlong roared and released his magic power to yuanxiu again. Obviously, he didn't expect that this humble mole ant was so powerful.

The performance of yuanxiu also made the Mahayana dumbfounded, because yuanxiu was not seriously injured by the ice sword bombardment.

However, his accomplishments are only in the early days of Mahayana. Mahayanas can't help thinking that the noumenon of yuanxiu may be as evil as Ji Nanchu and Gong SunYu.

At this time, Yuan Xiu didn't care so much. He immediately waved his sleeves to Zhao zhuoran and others. Within a hundred people, the Tianyin holy mountain nun was sent to a very far safe place by a gentle wind.

At this time, the ancestors of Tianyin holy mountain have been seriously injured, and their musical skills can not play a big role. Moreover, they are consuming too much. If they continue to play, they will be broken and die.

After Yuan Xiu finished this, her figure flashed and she was a hundred miles away. Then she looked down at the person in her arms. At this time, Jiang Sijing grabbed yuan Xiu's skirt. Her hands trembled and pulled yuan Xiu's skirt down to reveal the clavicle inside.

But she didn't realize that her heart was beating. She stood in the front. The impact was much bigger than Zhao zhuoran and others. At that moment, she was too close to death.

Yuan sleeve looked at her pale little face, the corners of her lips raised, pinched her face, "look, it scares you."

Jiang Sijing's mood has stabilized now. She looks up at yuanxiu and thinks that he blocked the scene for her. She doesn't know what to say at this time, but subconsciously raises her hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Yuan sleeve eyes bent up, this little thing has never been so active, in her forehead kiss, let her go, "darling, wait for me here."

At this time, without the control of Yin Gong, the Dragon attacked the Mahayana crazily. The Mahayana were defeated one after another, and flew out with blood in his mouth.

The demon emperor couldn't bear it any longer. With a roar, he showed himself directly. The huge fireball shot at the dragon. This is the magic power of the Phoenix, which is 50% stronger than the magic power released by others.

But it was still defeated by the dragon. The huge body was blasted out by the dragon and fell to the ground with a loud bang. Obviously, even if he showed himself, it was far from the Panlong of banbu Zhenxian.

Chang Di takes a look at Jiang Chenhe's direction. Jiang Chenhe nods helplessly. She keeps Chang Di secret all the time and leaves a card for herself.

Now the mahayanas are seriously injured. If they don't do their best, they will fall.

There was another roar. A dragon suddenly appeared. Its scales were like black jade, shining with golden light. It was Chang Di who showed himself. All the mahayanas were stunned. Where was another dragon?

But they were all monks in the Mahayana period. When they recalled the moment when the Dragon appeared, they knew that this was Chang di.

As soon as Chang Di showed his body, he rushed to the Panlong. His huge tail was directly thrown at the Panlong, and a strong blood came from the shop.

Pan Long was shocked. It was obvious that Chang Di was not only a dragon, but also an ancestor dragon.

But under the sudden suppression of blood, he didn't respond at all, and was thrown out by Chang Di's tail, "boom -" the huge dragon body fell on the ground, making a huge sound."Damn it The demon emperor, who had just rushed up from the ground, was shocked to see this scene. He and Chang Di had fought each other several times. They were almost tied. I've never seen Chang Di so powerful that he swept away the half step Immortal Dragon with his tail.

ZuLong has a blood suppression on other dragons, but this suppression can only be felt by the dragon race, and it can't be felt by other races.

All the mahayanas were silly.

Ji Nanchu immediately took out a chain from the storage ring and tied it up while the Dragon didn't get up.

Panlong roared and struggled. His huge body rolled back and forth on the ground, but the chain became tighter and tighter. Miluo quickly sacrificed a heaven and earth circle, rushed to Panlong, enlarged the heaven and earth circle abruptly, and put it on the dragon.

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