Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

In the Forbidden City, watching Hua Guang disappear in Dongyue, Zhu Youxiao turned the dragon pot in his hand.

The prayers of the hearts of the people who have not dissipated between the heaven and the earth turned into praying dragons and were collected by him into the pot.

Turning around again, on the altar of offerings, Zhu Guang felt the dragon energy in the Zifu trembling, as if trying to seize his body.

It's true, the ruthless emperor's family since ancient times. Zhu Guang chuckled, Forget it, you trusted Pindao a lot in the past.

Nowadays, there is no such thing as bad luck at a critical time, so why not give it to you?

After all, run the Immemorial Spiritual Dragon Talisman in the Purple Mansion to turn the luck golden dragon into a dragon ball, and open its mouth to spit it out.

As soon as the dragon ball appeared, it turned into a dragon and flew into the dragon pot.

Originally seeing that the dragon energy could not be summoned for a long time, Zhu Youjiao was going to use the Dragon Slaying Saber of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Seeing this, he pressed the palm of his hand and turned the dragon pot again.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, a little energy flows from the Xuanlong Pool, to the Qinglong Bridge, the Red Dragon Gate, the Yellow Dragon Hall, and finally flows into the White Dragon Pagoda.

It turned into a cold light and flew into the dragon turning pot.

Zhu Youxiao picked up the Zhuanlong pot, shook it, and there were bursts of clanging sounds.

Put it on the table in front of you, and place four dragon king statues in the southeast, northwest and four directions.

Then place the statues of the Eight Immortals in the direction of the eight trigrams, and finally put the statues of the holy and true monarchs on the dragon pot.

The dragon's veins in the world are broken with a knife, and the great Ming Dynasty will last for thousands of years! Zhu Youxiao bowed and bowed in all his clothes.

Zheng! ! !

A ray of light spun into the dragon pot and flew into the knife in the hand of the statue of the Holy Lord, and then he seemed to be alive, and he jumped and looked into the sky.

Afterwards, the four dragon king statues uttered a dragon chant, and turned into four-color mysterious light, followed closely behind.

There are also eight immortals waving the treasures in their hands, each using their own means to cross.

The mysterious light of precious energy mixed with a golden-red light, which swept from the sky to the white mountains and black waters in the blink of an eye.

According to a mountain range that undulates like a dragon, it cuts down.

hold head high! ! !

There seemed to be a dragon howling in the void, and when the light fell, a mountain stream split open, and dark yellow muddy water flowed out of it.

Nurhachi, who was preparing his troops to attack Ningyuan, suddenly fell to the ground unconscious.

Baylor, the ministers, and the Eight Banners owners who were shocked by the side hurriedly helped him up.

A muffled hum came from the Yin Mountain.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhu Youxiao's complexion was also pale for a while.

Holding the dragon chair tremblingly, he murmured: I, Zhu Youxiao, can be regarded as worthy of my ancestors.

He stood up and walked towards the carpentry room, but when he passed the pool, he fell into it with a plop.

Fortunately, the maids and eunuchs found it in time and rescued him.

In the city of death in vain, King Yan Luo slapped the female wall in front of him, and the city of death in vain rose from the ground and flew towards Yinshan Mountain.

Behind him, Zhong Kui, Lu Zhidao and the top ten yin commanders have solemn faces, and millions of elite soldiers are wearing hard and sharp.

Above the Yin Mountain, densely packed ghost towns are rising into the sky, with the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

As soon as the two sides met, they accelerated their charge and killed together.

When Honglian entered the arena, Wu Tiantong jumped up, like a cannonball, like a shooting star, it turned into a ray of iron-blooded light and flew away.

Taoist Lingguan flicked his sleeves leisurely, and the auspicious clouds at his feet followed closely behind.

The Twelve Yuanchens invited by Yi Hanyan turned into twelve streamers of light, flickering forward along a specific trajectory.

Seeing this, Lingqing didn't hesitate, and immediately put all the incarnations on her body, turning into the nearly thousand-foot-high Lingjun Dharma.

boom! ! !

A gap suddenly opened above the dark sky of the Nether Realm, and endless rays of light poured down from it, shining on the Yin Mountain.

The entire Yin Mountain shook for a while, and slowly turned into a giant.

A mountain range thousands of miles long suddenly lifted up, turned into a giant palm supporting the sky, and greeted the gap.

Zheng!

With a soft moan, a sword light comparable to his arm flew out of the light.

In the blink of an eye, he split the sky-supporting giant palm, and chopped towards his head without losing momentum.

Ka Ka Ka!

The rocks changed, and several thousand-mile-sized palms formed to grab Jianguang.

boom!

Wu Tiantong, who was flying over, swayed in the wind, and his body suddenly opened, turning into a size of three thousand feet.

The huge body was as flexible as an ape, and it flew over one arm.

He punched it violently, and the blood-red light exploded like a meteor, smashing that arm into pieces in an instant.

Then he turned around and rushed to another one.

Taoist Lingguan didn't change anything, he just held up Ruyi in his hand and tapped lightly on one arm.

Crash!

The mountain rock arm seemed to have no tendons, and it turned into countless stones and fell down.

His breezy appearance is even more shocking than Wu Tiantong's.

Twelve Yuanchen didn't take the initiative to do it, but just made a circle around it.

In an instant, the figures of Wu Tiantong and Lingguan seemed to be broken.

One moment it was still in the east, and the next moment it appeared in the west.

On the other hand, the Ghost King of Yinshan seems to be stuck, with pauses.

When Ling Qing caught up, the two had already broken all their arms.

The sword light of thousands of feet flashed across the Yinshan Ghost King's body, opening a huge hole with a radius of nearly a thousand li.

Twelve Yuan Chen!

Brother!

Wu Tiantong and Taoist Lingguan shouted loudly when they saw the edge of the cave made of the same material as a stone heart.

clear!

clear!

Twelve Yuanchen flew into the hole, and in an instant, the surroundings were constantly wriggling, and the stone that wanted to repair the wound seemed to be suspended, motionless.

Don't worry, junior! The Ghost King of Yinshan roared angrily, and the Yinshan Mountain rolled backwards, wanting to bury everyone in it.

Zhou Tian Xing Chen, the stars move! Ling Qing shouted loudly, and the spells in his hands kept changing.

In the mortal world, Tian Ying, Nie Xiaoqian and the others suddenly felt something, and quickly urged the altar to summon the three hundred and sixty-five spirits in the sky.

A light suddenly appeared in the gray sky of the Netherworld, followed by another.

There are more and more easy-going lights, as if a galaxy is falling.

The light is getting closer and bigger, and the entire Yinshan Mountain seems to have sunk into the sea of ​​stars, so that it can't distinguish the head from the tail, and can't distinguish from the left to the right.

The reversing rocks interspersed indiscriminately, but they couldn't cover the open wound.

Taoist Lingguan changed the formula in his hands, and twenty-four long rainbows suddenly appeared on his body, stretching continuously along the stone heart from the opening, binding it firmly.

rise!

As soon as he introduced the magic formula, the twenty-four long rainbows were pulled out like ropes.

A huge heart of stone with a radius of thousands of miles thumped, shaking the Shenguang Changhong trembling.

Suddenly, Shi Xin changed into a human form like a twin in the wind.

He stretched out his hand and tore Changhong off his body.

However, without waiting for him to make a move, he had already waited for Wu Tiantong at the side to clenched his fists.

Immediately, blood was entwined, and the Yinshan Ghost King who punched down staggered.

The Ghost King of Yinshan raised his hands high, and clashed with Wu Tiantong's fist again.

Then took advantage of the situation to retreat, he saw that Wu Tiantong was in a hurry to chase.

Before stabilizing his body shape, he changed his hands, and the seals continued, and he shouted: Open!

Seeing this, Taoist Lingguan immediately heightened his vigilance, and Wu Tiantong also rushed over quickly.

However, everyone found that he had no intention of fighting back, but that the Yin Mountain below was constantly collapsing.

Is he going to collapse the Yin Mountain? Why?

Ling Qing and the others couldn't help but flash this thought in their minds.

Heishan, long time no see! Before everyone could figure it out, a voice suddenly sounded.

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw the Patriarch Dangmo standing on the Yin Mountain with a sword in his right hand.

A little golden light spread from the tip of the sword, and where the golden light passed, the Yin Mountain that had collapsed gradually returned to its original state.

Smite the devil! You are here! The Ghost King of Yinshan slowly lowered his hands.

Looking at the relatively smaller figure, he said in a trembling voice.

Forget it, the Great Way of Ten Thousand Years is only for today!