Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

They looked at each other, their eyes intersecting in the third dragon roar, stimulating the tacit understanding they had for many days.

The third dragon roar was even louder and more exciting, shaking their blood and qi, and it really had the momentum to stop the moving clouds.

The eldest prince Hu Houqing and Monk Yuande stood on a huge rock, looking at the location of Zhenlongyuan from a distance, with a serious expression.

"Amitabha!" Monk Yuande chanted a Buddhist name.

Hu Houqing looked at Monk Yuande, nodded, and shouted in a deep voice: "Start the formation!"

After these days of hard practice, Monk Yuande's Buddhist teachings have become more and more profound, and his cultivation has become more and more profound, and he has become the leader of everyone.

If Fakong did not appear, Hu Houqing and Monk Yuande would jointly preside over Zhenlongyuan and make the decision together.

With the shout, everyone immediately took a step, and the figures began to change positions lightly and flexibly.

Looking down from a high place, it is like a lotus flower opening and closing continuously, small lotus flowers condensing into a half-large lotus flower, and then many half-large lotus flowers condensing into a giant lotus flower.

When the lotus flower opens and closes, there is a faint invisible force spreading, constantly spreading around and wrapping every place.

This invisible force is extremely wonderful, making the breath of the masters in Zhenlongyuan gradually connected.

The whole formation becomes more and more smooth, gradually integrated, although complicated but like one person.

The fourth dragon roar sounded.

Wherever it passed, leaves fell, and flocks of birds fell in the air, flapping their wings but unable to fly.

The waves hitting the reefs rolled back to the sea.

The flowers on the island dropped their petals.

The masters of various sects ran like the wind, integrated, not affected by the dragon roar, and the invisible power was more intense.

The fifth dragon roar sounded.

The world seemed to be filled with dragon roars, and there was no other sound besides that, filling the universe and everywhere.

The power of the crowd merged into one, surging, entangled with the dragon roar, and constantly reduced.

They were shocked to realize that if there was no formation, they would not have had the opportunity to perform at all, and would have been directly injured by the dragon roar.

The sixth dragon roar sounded.

The leaves of the trees exploded, the petals shattered, and the birds and beasts that fell to the ground vomited blood and fainted.

The sea water was already full of fish with white bellies turned upside down.

And their feelings were even more profound, their blood was surging, as if they were about to lose control of themselves, and their heartbeats accelerated, getting faster and faster.

The surging power quickly alleviated this change, allowing them to quickly calm down and regain control of their bodies.

They ran faster, and there was no human body left but only human shadows, and the afterimages formed a piece, like several people.

The seventh dragon roar sounded.

There was only dragon roars between heaven and earth, nothing else.

They felt that they were about to lose control of their blood and energy. This dragon roar broke through the previous power suppression, making their blood and energy more violent, and their heartbeats suddenly accelerated, and they were about to jump out of their chests.

"Amitabha." A Buddhist chant sounded slowly.

Their minds suddenly calmed down, and all the discomfort disappeared, and they regained control of their bodies.

A name suddenly popped up in their minds: the monk Fakong!

Fakong's voice sounded in their ears: "Let go of your mind completely, merge with the formation, and you can no longer have yourself!"

Everyone nodded, let go of their minds, and put everything aside.

They knew that if they continued to maintain their self and independence, and there was still a gap with the formation, what awaited them was coma.

The dragon roar was like a huge wave, one wave higher than the other, and it was difficult for them to block the next wave, so they had to completely abandon themselves.

The eighth dragon roar sounded.

Everyone's body movements began to slow down, and their figures began to show, no longer as fast and bizarre as before.

As their movements slowed down, their integration with the formation deepened, and they became one.

The ninth dragon roar sounded.

The sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds surged in the sky, and quickly gathered towards this side. In the blink of an eye, the sky above Zhenlongyuan was pitch black.

They stood in the darkness and could clearly see that the sky outside the island was bright, and the sun was rising.

But the sun could not break through the dark clouds here.

In the darkness, their eyes were focused on the direction of Zhenlongyuan.

"Crack!" A flash of lightning tore through the layers of dark clouds.

"Boom!" Thunder followed.

"Hua..."

The heavy rain fell instantly, as if a huge dam in the sky had broken, and the flood rushed out and poured down.

The invisible force isolated the rain from them a foot away. The rainstorm could not fall on their heads, hitting the invisible force, and then sliding down.

The rainstorm outlined a round cover, covering them, airtight, and water could not be poured in.

Another dragon roar sounded, overwhelming the lightning and thunder.

In the rainstorm, a huge figure soared into the sky, soaring upwards, and was about to rush into the dark clouds.

"Attack!" Fakong's voice sounded.

Everyone drew their swords and soared into the sky, still maintaining the formation in the air, helping each other and borrowing strength from each other, flying very high and far, and catching up with the huge slender figure in the air.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The long sword pierced the scales with a crisp sound, like the rapid rhythm of rain hitting banana leaves, and hundreds of swords were stabbed in the blink of an eye.

They couldn't see the head of the dragon, which had already drilled into the clouds, and they could only see the huge slender figure.

The body twisted and swung.

The violent force knocked the people in the air away, and the formation was about to disperse.

One force defeats ten skills.

In front of this violent and unparalleled power, their swordsmanship was so exquisite that it was useless and fragile as paper.

People immediately jumped up one after another, and re-incorporated the people who flew out into the formation in the air, keeping the formation continuing to operate.

As soon as the power gathered by the formation penetrated into their bodies, their vague injuries were repaired and they regained their strength.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

"Bang!"

"Ding ding ding ding..."

"Bang!"

People's long swords kept hitting the silver scales, like hitting iron stones, making a crisp sound.

The swords they held were obviously long swords that cut iron as well as clay, but they could not penetrate the thin scales. Moreover, the force rebounded from the scales made their muscles and bones weak. If it were not for the power of the formation, they would have fallen down in one round.

No matter how strong your cultivation is, you are still vulnerable in front of this dragon. Without gathering the strength of the group, you will never be able to defeat this dragon.

I already knew it was strong, but compared to my imagination, it was still ridiculously stronger, more powerful than I imagined.

In the face of such vast power, you will inexplicably feel like giving up, and you will feel like surrendering.

This is an instinctive reaction in the face of absolutely powerful force.

Their swords kept stabbing the dragon, but their hearts kept sinking.

These swords seemed to pose no threat to it.

Stab it on the body, it may only feel a slight itch, impatiently twisting its body and knocking everyone away.

This disparity makes them despair.

"Dazzling!" Fakong's voice rang in everyone's ears.

Everyone was refreshed and hurriedly boosted their bodies to move upwards, constantly rising, hoping to catch up in the air and attack the dragon's head.

But the dragon rose so fast that it was much faster than them. They couldn't catch up in time, so they could only watch it fly into the clouds and disappear without a trace.