Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

The golden light became brighter and brighter, almost stinging to the point where Zhou Yiqiao and the others couldn't open their eyes.

Several people hurriedly used their spiritual power to block the interference of the golden light on their eyes. When they regained their sight again, they discovered that the Seven Swords at this moment had already disappeared from their original places.

The sun is blazing!

Golden light illuminated every corner of the colorful valley, and rich vitality hovered in the air.

In the golden light, Seven Swords sat cross-legged, neither sad nor happy, as if sleeping but not asleep, with his eyes closed tightly, and countless golden streams of light lingering around him.

Zhou Yiqiao and the others stood on the edge of the valley, looking up at the Seven Swords in the golden light. Their eyes were full of surprise, obviously shocked by the sudden burst of tyrannical power from the Seven Swords.

"Is this... a dragon?"

A look of disbelief appeared on He Yunxi's pretty face.

Zhou Yiqiao was still confused, but Mu Huairou's pupils shrank suddenly after hearing the words "hualong".

"Are you sure Miss He is not joking? Is Seven Swords really going to turn into a dragon?"

When He Yunxi was questioned, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, showing a slight displeasure.

"Senior Mu, are you questioning Yun Xi's vision?"

"In the classics of our Qingyang Sect, there is a clear record of the scene when a senior from the Mystic Realm of All Things transformed into a dragon through his bloodline."

"The current situation of the Seven Swords is exactly the same as what was described in the classics. There is no mistake!"

After hearing He Yunxi's words, Mu Huairou fell into a brief silence. After a moment, she did not hide the surprise on her face.

"If this is the case, senior sister would like to congratulate my junior brother in advance on gaining a talented subordinate."

After finishing speaking, Mu Huairou turned to look at Zhou Yiqiao, but what she saw was Zhou Yiqiao's face still full of worry.

"The catastrophe of promotion has just begun. Whether the catastrophe can be overcome successfully or not is yet to be determined..."

......

After an unknown amount of time, when the golden light gradually dimmed, the figure of Qijian slowly emerged from the golden light.

At this moment, Qijian's whole body seemed to be scorched black, and was beyond recognition.

Suddenly, Qijian's eyes suddenly opened, his pupils were clear and transparent, as bright as stars.

His eyes swept in front of him and finally landed on Zhou Yiqiao.

Zhou Yiqiao could clearly feel that a pressure from the depths of his soul came from Qijian's eyes, and enveloped his side in the blink of an eye.

This pressure was sudden, but not too sharp. It easily penetrated all layers of defenses and reached Zhou Yiqiao's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the Ten Thousand Soul Flags trembled slightly, creating ripples and firmly protecting Zhou Yi Bridge, resisting the pressure of the Seven Swords.

"Is junior brother in serious trouble?"

Mu Huairou noticed Zhou Yiqiao's trembling body, and gently caressed Zhou Yiqiao's back. The gentle spiritual power flowed into Zhou Yiqiao's body along the palm of his hand.

Zhou Yiqiao stabilized his figure, smiled and nodded his thanks to Mu Huairou, and then explained.

"When junior brother and Qijian looked at each other just now, they sensed a pressure coming from the depths of their souls."

"If it weren't for the fact that Seven Swords only has the cultivation of golden elixirs, and that my junior brother and I have made a lot of achievements in the Soul Alliance, I'm afraid I would have made a big fool of myself."

"That's Long Wei."

He Yunxi glanced at Zhou Yiqiao with cold eyes, and it was rare that he did not take advantage of Zhou Yiqiao's embarrassment to ridicule him.

"If Long Wei appears, it means that the bloodline promotion of Seven Swords has been mostly successful, which is a good thing."

"But at the same time, the appearance of Long Wei proves that the Seven Swords are desperate. Either they can overcome the difficulties and achieve the dragon bloodline, or they can be backlashed by the dragon bloodline and disappear."

As if to prove what He Yunxi said.

The sky and the earth, which were calm just now, suddenly heard bursts of muffled thunder, and the sound of rolling thunder shocked the world.

Followed by a loud and high-pitched dragon roar, it resounded through the sky.

Immediately, a golden dragon vaguely appeared among the dark clouds in the sky.

The giant dragon is hundreds of feet long and lifelike.

A pair of crimson eyes looked down at the ground through the billowing clouds.

Under the power of the dragon, Zhou Yiqiao and the three of them felt tremendous pressure, trembling all over and unable to move.

Only Qijian was still sitting cross-legged in the sky without any impact.

The giant dragon was furious when he saw that Qijian was not afraid of his own dragon power.

A deafening roar echoed throughout the sky.

In an instant, the entire colorful valley was shaking violently.

The golden light surrounding the Seven Swords instantly dissipated due to the dragon's roar, and the space rippled, as if it was about to collapse.

The clothes of Zhou Yiqiao and the other two people also made a sound as a result, and some fine lines even appeared on their bodies, as if they were about to fall apart.

The three people hurriedly executed the magic formula to suppress the restlessness in their bodies, and then they supported each other to stabilize their bodies.

"Roar~!"

There was another dragon roar, and the giant dragon stretched out its claws, tearing the air directly, and slapped it down hard.

"Boom!"

Wherever the dragon's claw passed, space cracks appeared out of thin air and spread to all directions.

In an instant, the wind was raging in the colorful valley, rocks were flying, and the scene was shocking.

Zhou Yiqiao stared at the sky, and a turbulent wave surged in his heart.

"So... so strong!"

Mu Huairou's face also turned pale.

As the person with the highest cultivation level among the people present, she really couldn't believe that the power caused by the promotion of a golden elixir monster's bloodline would actually have an impact on her, a monk in the realm of gods!

The giant dragon stretched out its claws again, and the fierce wind blew on Qijian's body, making him, who was originally in darkness, even more embarrassed and miserable.

"boom!"

The giant dragon's claws hit Qijian hard, causing him to vomit blood. He staggered back a few steps, almost unable to maintain his figure, and fell from the air.

However, Seven Swords could not only withstand this dragon's mighty attack unilaterally. When the dragon's claws touched the flesh of Seven Swords, a small but dazzling golden light appeared on its body.

"hold head high!"

Golden light flashed, and a low roar suddenly came from Qijian's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light beside Qijian also turned into a small dragon claw, which withstood the terrifying power of the dragon's claws.

"Click."

"Oh!"

The moment the golden dragon claws collided with the giant dragon's claws, both exploded, and the aftermath swept across, destroying everything in the colorful valley.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the Seven Swords were safe and sound, hanging in mid-air. The fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger. Regardless of the injuries on his body, he turned into a golden arc and rushed towards the phantom of the giant dragon in the sky!

As the speed of the Seven Swords became faster and faster, Zhou Yiqiao even vaguely saw the golden arc or a circling dragon rushing towards the dragon's body.

The sky and the earth shook, all the clouds within a hundred miles were dispersed, violent hurricanes swept in all directions, and the mountains began to collapse under the hurricane.

The end is coming.