World Destroyer Dragon King

I’ve been in Tamura for a long time, so I’m good at wine making and wine tasting. You just need to smell it, and you’ll know immediately that the wine in the wine field on the top of the mountain is made from the best spiritual springs, and all kinds of materials are full of spiritual energy. , coupled with Tamura's unique brewing method, these wines have been brewed for decades, or even a hundred years, and they can definitely be called excellent wines.

At this time, there was no one in Changtian Peak, and Nangong Hao had nothing to do, so he was immediately fascinated. All he could think about in his head was the "voice of the heart" he drank when he first joined Changtian Peak. The speed was even faster, heading straight for the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, after making sure that there was no one there, Nangong Hao tiptoed to the center of the wine field, surrounded by various wine jars, and there was a lot of spiritual energy flying around, making Nangong Hao feel like he was in a paradise, making him forget to return.

Nangong Hao rubbed his hands and searched around. He didn't take a good look at these so many times before, but this time he was dazzled by so many kinds of fine wines.

He still dare not open those extremely precious ones.Those are already regarded as celestial dew nectar, and a piece must be extremely valuable, and it cannot be opened easily.

After thinking about it for a long time, Nangong Hao walked cautiously to a jar of mulberry wine not far away, quickly unsealed it, buried his head in the mouth of the jar, and took a deep breath.

"Fragrant, really fragrant!"

The aroma of the wine entered his nostrils, mellow and mellow. With this feeling, Nangong Hao felt as if he was in a sea of ​​flowers, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes in amazement.

Jing Qing in the dantian was also attracted by these images, and silently paid attention to them in the dantian.

He waved his hand to wipe off the saliva that had already wet the neckline. He couldn't hold back any longer. There was a gurgling sound, and he immediately picked up the wine jar and started drinking.

The wine enters the throat and rolls like a knife,

In an instant, the stomach was overwhelmed, with a strong aura spreading from the stomach, and the taste flowed on the tip of the tongue. After the strength passed, only the fragrance and sweetness remained, with a long aftertaste.

After a while, Nangong Hao wiped his mouth, the altar of mulberry wine had bottomed out, but this could not satisfy the rising alcohol addiction.

Nangong Hao shook his head again, and the aura sprang out, directly engulfing several jars of General Zui and Luo Fuchun, one jar after another, they all drank it all in one gulp, full of strength, even the aura could not melt away the strength of these wines, Nangong Hao's face flushed slightly, but his whole body was full of vigor, his hair was disheveled, and he raised his head and shouted: "Enough!"

"Mosi has infinite things outside of him, and he has a limited number of cups during his lifetime! When I am comfortable drinking, I will meet you again, my god, today's spirit pattern, I have engraved it." After a dozen jars of good wine, Nangong Hao His face was slightly red, and he was a little dizzy. He pointed to the sky, and shouted in high spirits.

It may be that the wine is strong and courageous. The drunk Nangong Hao is holding the wine jar and is still chattering there. Now he doesn't care if he will suffer more serious injuries during this promotion. He had to engrave this spirit pattern before giving up.

"Hi..." Another jar of fine wine had bottomed out, and Nangong Hao hiccupped extremely loudly. The sound echoed in the wine fields, as if all the alcohol had been expelled from his body, and he regained a little sobriety.Shaking his head, he looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, his eyes were full of determination, and his expression became serious.

"Today is the day I engrave the spirit pattern!"

During the speech, Nangong Hao's eyes widened suddenly. From his eyes, he could see countless bloodshot eyes, his face was bulging, and his whole body was full of energy. There is a large area of ​​space where spiritual energy surges, intertwined with each other, and slowly congeals.

I don't know if it's because of Jiu Jin or other reasons, this promotion seems to be a bit different.

Gradually, Nangong Hao calmed down, and seemed to be immersed in a strange state. Although his eyes were open, there was no charm in them. The oppression of the power of heaven and earth did not come down again.

Everything seemed to be still, a kind of calm before the storm.

But at the next moment, there were several strong coercion descending from the sky, rising from the ground, gathering from all directions, covering Nangong Hao.

Everything before seems to be foreshadowing, gaining momentum!

The oppression and repulsion of heaven and earth became more intense, making Nangong Hao a little out of breath, and the bones on his body creaked, as if this time heaven and earth were going to completely wipe out Nangong Hao, but Nangong Hao couldn't resist, even Can't concentrate.

"Promoting the spirit pattern can actually cause the rejection of the world..." In front of him, a figure appeared, walking slowly, wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, with a serious expression on his face, speaking softly, and his white hair was natural hang down.

At the moment when Daozi appeared, Nangong Hao's eyes suddenly regained their brilliance, but the aura in Dantian was still the same, there was no way to stimulate it any more, it seemed that there was a force preventing the aura from running.

"Feng... Peak Lord!" Nangong Hao was taken aback for a moment, looked at the one in front of him, and immediately exclaimed, even the pressure on his body was reduced a lot.

"Young people, it's good to be aggressive, but sometimes you still need the elders to help you

They shelter from the wind and rain. Yi Daozi smiled, and the seriousness on his face immediately turned into kindness when he saw Nangong Hao, similar to the kind of care that elders have for younger generations, and more precisely, the kind of master's praise and love for disciples.

"Wang Tianqi has entrusted you to me. Whether you recognize it or not, since you have joined my Changtian Peak, I am your master. This old man's disciple is destined to be extraordinary. I, Liu Haoran, will fight against big things. I have to hold back!"

Yi Daozi spoke softly, but he closed his eyes full of enthusiasm, and his face became gloomy. There was a rare murderous aura on his body, and he walked slowly in front of Nangong Hao, and Wangqing Lake appeared at his feet. It didn't touch his feet, but it didn't touch Nangong Hao's body at all.

Nangong Hao raised his head, his heart was shocked, his eyes were a little moist, a word touched him deeply, and now this old man gave him a very similar feeling to Wang Tianqi.

Immediately, he felt that the old man standing in front of him, like a towering tree, shielded him from the wind and rain in front of him, this feeling he had not felt for a long time.

Before Nangong Hao could speak, Yi Yizi suddenly opened his eyes. His old face seemed to have become younger, and the lake at his feet rose, gradually covering Yidao Zi's knees, thighs, and back.

At this moment, above Nangong Hao's head, there seemed to be billowing thunder roaring past, and the bean-sized raindrops crashed down and splashed on Nangong Hao's body, making his vision blurred, hazy and unreal.

"I remember I said, when you get to the spirit pattern, I will show you my method. Your senior brothers and sisters have already read it, and realized the path you want to take from it."

"Although you haven't reached the spirit pattern, now is undoubtedly the best opportunity. How much you can realize depends on your own good fortune. I will help you resist the power of heaven and earth, and you carve the spirit pattern!"

Yi Daozi glanced at Nangong Hao, and his eyes became more appreciative. When he turned around, Wangqing Lake had completely submerged him, and there was still mist rising indistinctly.

The aura of great perfection in the spirit pill realm erupted, and at the same time as the sound of a son echoed, several hexagonal runes rose up on the lake, making the rain from the sky even more violent.

Those waves of coercion struck again, and the power was even more frightening, but the target was no longer Nangong Hao, but the Wangqing Lake beside him.

Rather than submerging, it is better to say it is fusion, or to show its own appearance.

"Rain?" Nangong Hao tilted his head, watching the raindrops falling from the sky, gathering around him one by one, covering him, as if protecting him.

Every drop of rain seems to be echoing with the lakes transformed by a tangle, like a real person, actually containing his own emotions, so that Nangong Hao can feel them one by one.

"Disciple of the old man, you kill him for no reason, I won't allow it!" A voice rang out, shaking all the wine jars in the wine field, and the lake instantly set off a roaring wave, which swept towards the power of heaven and earth in all directions.

Also at this time, the resistance in Nangong Hao's dantian disappeared, and the spiritual energy long knife began to condense again, but there was no more rejection from heaven and earth, and everything went smoothly.

Nangong Hao was not overjoyed, he looked nervously at the lake in mid-air, although the warmth was strong, but his heart was extremely heavy, thousands of words came to his mind but only two words.

"Master!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 125, The Way of Demonstration

When a son met the oppression of that piece of heaven and earth, all the spiritual energy in all directions rushed towards that piece of heaven and earth in the blink of an eye. In the roar, it seemed to turn into a huge wave, and it was transformed into a big wave with a son. The lakes collided fiercely.

On Nangong Hao's body, raindrops continued to fall, getting bigger and bigger. The top of Changtian Peak was already covered by violent wind and rain. Every drop of rain was shaking, and a barrier was raised around Nangong Hao. At his feet, there was still There is a jug of wine warming, revealing a little warmth.

"Turn on the spiritual energy with all your strength, and help you resist the power of heaven and earth as a teacher!"

The sound of a sound echoed, and immediately, the lake suddenly rolled up a big wave. Resist it all, and can't drop any more.

Nangong Hao glanced at the confrontation in mid-air, gritted his teeth, there was a little struggle in his eyes, and he didn't move for a long time.

"Boy, hurry up, you, the peak master, is the spirit of the rain, and this is the big monster. These powers of heaven and earth should be able to resist, but don't let down Daozi's good intentions." Jing Qing was a little anxious, looking at Dantian The aura in his body didn't move, so he hurriedly urged him in his dantian.

Nangong Hao shuddered all over, took a breath, held his breath and concentrated, and in the midst of entanglement, he still began to gather the aura in his dantian, and the long knife gradually took shape.

At this time, the oppression brought by all things in the world became more intense. The lake in midair was constantly squeezed, and a large area of ​​water vapor filled the air, making Nangong Hao's vision even more blurred.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell, like a cold snort from the sky, extremely dissatisfied.

It suddenly descended from the sky, and it became earth-shattering in an instant, causing the ground of Changtian Peak to tremble, opening one after another ravines, and the surrounding space cracks were forcibly torn open.

Around Nangong Hao, there were bursts of sharp breaking sounds, and the entire wine field was shaken like the ground, all the wine jars were broken directly, and all kinds of wine aromas gathered and merged into the falling rainstorm.

The entire Changtian Peak seemed unbearable and was about to collapse!

At the moment when the thunder fell, the other peaks of the Yaotian Sect felt something, and countless disciples were shaken, as if under the pressure of the power of the sky and the earth, their hearts were shocked, making them lose the ability to think at this moment Ability, oppressed by the remaining prestige, they all subconsciously lay down on the ground, not daring to move.

The color of the world changed, like the end of the world!

Several peak masters gathered together, looking in the direction of Changtian Peak, their complexions changed drastically, and their breathing became short of breath.

At this time, the top of Changtian Peak was already covered in fog, making it hard to see clearly. Amidst the rumbling thunder, the sound of rainstorm falling could be vaguely heard.

The four of them are all at the Great Consummation of the Spiritual Pill Realm, and it is said that the Spiritual Infant Realm is not far behind, and they can clearly feel the strong power of heaven and earth erupting on the top of the mountain.

"Old man Liu is really going to be promoted to a spiritual infant? The power of heaven and earth is so strong, I'm afraid he can't resist it." Ma Lingxiang exclaimed, the look of worry in his eyes was even more worried, and the unicorn on his head flashed. Ready to rush straight through.

Chuan Enhao reached out to stop him, with a heavy expression on his face, and said to him: "If it's really the Nascent Soul's catastrophe, it's useless for you and me to go up, we can only rely on Liu Haoran to carry it by ourselves. Let's all go back and guard our respective mountains. Don't let the disciple get hurt."

Ma Lingxiang had no choice but to give up after hearing Chuan Enhao's words, his face became even more anxious.

But several other people, including Chuan Enhao, had different expressions in their eyes. They glanced in the direction of the top of Changtian Peak, with different expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Yang Yunxi, who had just returned to Fengtong Peak not long ago, had already changed back to her familiar attire, and her temperament became as cold as an iceberg, but when she felt the strangeness of Changtian Peak, she felt a vision in the sky. Shrinking suddenly, with an anxious expression on his face, he rushed out of the house and rushed in the direction of Changtian Peak.

On the top of Changtian Peak, with the appearance of those visions, it was a little bit unbearable, and all the lakes were trembling and full of cracks.

A lot of power from heaven and earth spilled out, broke through the defense of a road, and rushed towards Nangong Hao.

In the face of the power of heaven and earth, regardless of the state, you can only rely on yourself to resist, unable to use magic weapons and supernatural powers, you can only rely on your own strength to resist.

However, according to the legend, only the monks who have been promoted to the spirit infant state will encounter the oppression of the power of heaven and earth, but there will never be such rejection and anger towards Nangong Hao.

Just after those wine jars shattered, the colorful wine in them did not disperse, but remained in the jar, and there was still some light shining, reflecting Nangong Hao's figure, causing layers of ripples.

When one path couldn't last, these wines seemed to suddenly come to life, merging and interweaving with each other, turning into nine streams, mixed with a unique aroma of wine.

Little by little, these nine streams had spiritual fluctuations, successfully opened their spirits, and gained cultivation. They climbed all the way from the Qi Condensation Realm to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Pill.

Afterwards, they all rushed in the direction of a scorpion, and merged into the lake formed by a scorpion, making it colorful.

The strong aroma of wine filled the air, and above the lake, Yi Daozi's figure reappeared, and behind him, a sky blue water polo appeared, with nine lines on it that were particularly conspicuous, bursting out with astonishing aura.

This is... a cohesive panacea!

After the spirit pattern reaches the nine lines, if you want to promote the spirit pill, you need to condense the sea of ​​spirit energy into a pill, engrave the nine spirit patterns on it, and condense it into a spirit pill like a son.

But when those wines poured into it, a tenth line appeared indistinctly, giving it some different aura fluctuations, it seemed that it had broken through the spirit pill realm, but it hadn't condensed the spirit baby.

The lake water gradually calmed down, hanging upside down in mid-air, ripples spread, and nine huge water columns instantly rose up, like colorful dragons, rushing out from Yi Yizi's side, towards the oppressive force of heaven and earth Roar away.

"This old man was originally transformed by a drop of water in a rain in the Northern Territory. He was born with spiritual wisdom in the Northern Territory thanks to Wang Tianqi's enlightenment. Although I will see you again after a thousand years, he can't remember the past, but the grace of the enlightenment that day, I Never forget!" On the surface of the lake, a boy with a vicissitudes of his back, but his words seemed to have infinite momentum.

Nine huge water jets firmly supported the oppression. It seemed stable, but it could still feel that the power of heaven and earth had a slight upper hand, but it was able to buy enough time for Nangong Hao to engrave the spirit pattern.

Yidaozi's words echoed in Nangong Hao's ears. Among the raindrops in front of him, he seemed to be able to see a figure roaring madly under the storm. Those roars seemed to carry strong emotions, endless sadness and resentment , seemed to have a thousand words, but he couldn't speak them out, only a roar, piercing his heart.

That figure was a young man, but he could still vaguely recognize it from his appearance. It was... Wang Tianqi, the young Wang Tianqi.

"Under that rain, Wang Tianqi realized his enlightenment, and it was precisely because of his enlightenment that I became who I am now. From then on, I knew that my law had been established, and it was the law to prove the Tao! "

"I don't have many disciples, but I hope that my disciples can realize their own way and their own Dharma from it. The fog of the road ahead will be cleared by the rain of this old man!"

A sound came out, and a different kind of breath erupted boldly in this heavy rain, causing the sky to change color. Every drop of water seemed to contain a spell, and the strange water drops seemed to cover everything, with all kinds of magical powers, spells.

But the power of heaven and earth is still ruthless, and the oppression is still growing. One after another, the big hands are pressing down and slapping on Daozi's body, making his back a little rickety, but his voice is still sonorous and powerful. As he said, he wants to use himself to clear the fog for his disciples.

Even when he had discovered that the descending power of heaven and earth was trying to get rid of Nangong Hao, he did not retreat, but still held on above his head, allowing Nangong Hao to feel his spell.

"Liu Xiu was originally an unenlightened mortal, but after this rain, he became enlightened and enlightened, and chose the way of eating. He tasted all the delicacies in the world and cooked all the delicacies in the world. As a human race, he can do everything in the pot In the ladle."

"Xiao Ji, he chose the way of refining. He is the spirit of the melting furnace. He uses himself to refine tools and alchemy to refine everything in the world. In his eyes, everything can be refined."

Having said this, Daozi's voice trembled a little, and he even coughed non-stop.

That strong power of heaven and earth has changed from those big hands into long swords and silver spears, and turned into countless weapons, stabbing the whole body of Yidao fiercely, making the lake under his feet full of scars. Kong, Daozi's expression also became a little ferocious and painful.

But the torrential rain in front of Nangong Hao was still falling, even getting louder and louder. At the same time, the sound of a sound was getting louder and louder, and even carried a wave of magic, so that Nangong Hao could see it from the raindrops. For those various pictures, the speed of aura gathering in his dantian also increased sharply.

"Ahem... Tan Kang, he chose the way of life and death. He is the spirit of flowers blooming on the other side. Flowers in the Yellow Spring, this is death. Planting flowers and plants, creating life, this is life. The way of life and death is the great way, but it is also the most important thing. It is difficult, but if you succeed, you will have the highest achievement in the future.”

"Hu Mei, the way of the world of mortals. Originally a fox, she chose to travel in the world of mortals... Wandering and shuttling among the seven emotions and six desires, this is her life... her way."

After saying this intermittently, Yi Yizi was already half kneeling on the ground, his body was already stained with blood, but the ten spirit patterns on his elixir were unusually shiny, as if they had a rhythm, mixed in the rising water vapor, reflected in the falling water. Among the raindrops, Nangong Hao kept beating in his heart, causing him to fall into a strange state.

"These are the ways of your senior brothers and sisters. Your aura is special. You can attract the oppression of heaven and earth when you are in the spirit pattern. At this moment, the spirit pattern will surely reach the sky in one step. When you engrave the spirit pattern, I hope you can understand your own way from this rain." .”

Volume 126 Name: Moving Monster Sky Chapter [-] Abandonment

Before the words fell, countless illusory images emerged from those raindrops, which seemed to have a magical power, making Nangong Hao's consciousness gradually blurred.

It seemed that at this moment, everything in front of him slowed down, and there seemed to be whispers in his ears.

The bursts of whispers were very subtle and ethereal, and seemed to come from far away, making it hard to hear clearly, but Nangong Hao seemed to have a feeling that if he didn't hear this voice clearly, he might regret it for the rest of his life .

"What... is this sound?" Nangong Hao was puzzled, and the whispering voice in his ear was still echoing.

At this time, in front of Nangong Hao's eyes, a figure gradually disappeared, and his sight was filled with raindrops, which completely covered everything he could see.

Among those water droplets, the illusory pictures gradually solidified, and those pictures turned out to be the minutes and seconds of myself in the Daqing Dynasty, the days and nights in Tianshan Tiancun, including all the experiences after coming to Yao Tianzong ...

Especially the various hardships these days have flashed before Nangong Hao's eyes like a picture.

Seeing others' rescue time after time, he was able to save his life, and even some people died because of him, Nan Gonghao couldn't help laughing.

But this smile is bitter, with some self-blame and some ridicule.

His character is like this, unless it will not endanger his life, otherwise he will never take it lightly.Although there are occasional impulses once or twice, it is also because there are emerald green droplets in the hands that are the most guaranteed, but it is true that nothing can be done with the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Realm.

"What is your path?"

"What is your path!"