Comprehension Dragon Soul

Si Minglang suddenly stood up, it was the same way last time in Wuming Town, when someone opened the protective formation first, people outside couldn't get in, and monks inside couldn't get out, the whole city was under threat, He had had enough of this feeling.

But in Yandu's situation, compared to that day, Si Minglang feels more powerless. He is a practitioner who is only in the Qi training stage. Yandu has at least six foundation-establishment practitioners, and Lord Yan still controls the entire magic circle. The key, the person who does it is at least at the peak of the foundation building stage, and he can hardly get in this level of battle...

No, Si Minglang’s heart was shocked suddenly. Among the several times of miraculous manifestations in Yandu, the first time was in Yanwang Palace, and the last time I heard about it was also in Yanwang Palace. There is no reason to contact the current Yandu Grand Formation The person behind the scenes must have mastered Lord Yan!

Si Minglang pulled out the Yulong Sword stored in the storage ring - collecting the weapon into the Lingfu for sacrifice is something that only monks above the foundation establishment stage can do. The device goes everywhere.He glanced at Ao Rui, and the little dragon would change back into the shape of a Jiaolong willingly, and rushed into Si Minglang's arms.

As expected, the female cultivator surnamed Shi had seen Xiaolong's inhuman identity a long time ago, so she wasn't surprised at all at the moment.She waved her hands and said, "I'll pad my stomach first. If fellow Taoists are in a hurry, you can go and find out first." Seeing that Xiao Zhanji brought ten pots of black chicken soup tremblingly, Si Minglang cupped his hands at her and looked at her from the window. jump out.

As he walked with his sword in mid-air, Si Minglang became more anxious and his premonition became more and more ominous.If the center of the entire formation is still in the hands of righteous monks, the prohibition of the formation will not target all monks like this.There are many monks in the city who want to find out, but because of the restriction in the sky, they can only run on the street on foot. The road is curved and blocked by mortals, and the speed is far slower than Si Minglang.

The only ones who can fly in the sky at this moment, except for the foundation-building monks, are freaks with extraordinary talents like Si Minglang.

Urging the magic sword to quickly come to the vicinity of the Yan Palace, Si Minglang saw the core of the entire city's mutation from a long distance away—a huge and majestic statue of a god was sitting on top of the huge golden barrier, The god who could not see his face clearly and possessed supreme power was reaching out his hand to his people.

Accompanied by the movement of the gods, thousands of fragrant flowers suddenly sprinkled from the dome, and the solemn Kagura played softly while the petals were flying, making people solemn almost instantly.Even a monk with a firm mind like Si Minglang couldn't help being affected, let alone an ordinary mortal with no cultivation at all.

On the Temple of Observing Heaven in Yanwang Palace, a group of people were the ones being watched by the god.The mighty god, whose power seems to be infinite, said solemnly: "Would you like to serve me as the master and cultivate my way?"

Among the people in the row below, the one who reacted the fastest was the Queen Mother Yan, who had personally experienced two manifestations of holiness. This gray-haired woman was the first to kneel on the ground: "May the gods take pity on the believer's heart to the Tao. " King Yan seemed to want to stop his mother's movement, but he failed in time. Under the gaze of those majestic eyes, his face turned pale, and he dared not make any other movements.

Then, under the watchful eyes of all the monks who came over, the god statue responded: "Yes." Stretching his finger slightly downward, a golden light shot down, enveloping the Queen Mother of Yan.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the original old woman changed dramatically—the gray hair turned black again, the wrinkles and spots disappeared from her face, and the back bent by the heavy and twilight pressure straightened up again. Even the queen mother's clothes have been changed, the cloud bun is high, she is wearing neon clothes and feathers, and there is a little flower between her eyebrows-she looks exactly like the fairy walking down from the painting.

In just the blink of an eye, that god actually brought an old woman back to her youth!Even more beautiful than when she was young!The two or three servants who were waiting on the sidelines looked at each other overjoyed, and fell to their knees almost at the same time: "Believers are willing to abide by the way of the gods."

The one who answered was no longer the gods in the sky, but the original Queen Mother Yan who was veiled and floating in mid-air at some point. She said, "Yes." She stretched out her hand and flicked it down .A faint golden light fell on the servants.In almost an instant, the three servants stood up with joyful expressions on their faces, using various methods to confirm that they had grown that organ again, and they were so happy that they almost jumped three feet high!

The young Lord Yan was the only one on the platform who hadn't knelt down to the ground.He was young, healthy, and held the power of a country in his hands. He didn't feel that there was anything he needed urgently.

None of the mortals on the edge of the palace can compare to Lord Yan.They fell to their knees scrambling to the ground, wanting to believe in such a powerful god.The Queen Mother of Yan, like a real fairy, can distinguish the truly devout believers from these people, and bestow blessings on them.The rest of the people had no choice but to show their devotion to the gods even more fanatically.

Seeking money, seeking fame, seeking official career, seeking marriage... All kinds of mortal desires were transmitted to the huge statue of gods through a channel of belief that Si Minglang still doesn't understand. Si Minglang noticed that the mortals around him, Because of the blessed good fortune of a few people and the torment of unfulfilled desires in their hearts, thousands of people gathered in one place, and the black clouds that became real could almost be seen above their heads—this was the demonic energy that monks regarded as water and fire.

However, the divine cultivator who operated all of this behind the scenes seemed to be unsatisfied. A huge mirror suddenly appeared above the upside-down bowl-shaped Yandu Restriction. , what appeared was the scene of mortals kneeling on the ground, believing in him as the only god, and receiving the blessing of the gods.

The people in the city were a little trembling at first, but seeing the current situation, they were actually relieved, and even those with more sensitive minds declared their belief in the god early on, and even went so far as to fight to the death. Gathered some prayers, knelt on the ground and chanted.

The gods really gave these people special rewards, half a city away, and the queen mother of Yan could give those people the same blessings.With the illumination of those lights, each of these people was refreshed and became more devout.

The change among the monks happened to an unknown young monk. He was originally a somewhat famous genius, but he was stuck on the bottleneck of the sixth level of Qi training. Far away from him, but he still only has the sixth level of Qi training.

Perhaps because he was the first monk to express his belief in this god, that great being, he clicked down again, and the golden light on the young monk's body flickered, and when he stood up, the expression on his face was simply horrible!Excitement and excitement made his entire face contort, and he finally broke through!He even reached the eighth level of Qi training in one breath!

This effect is too fast. There are one or two monks who are stuck in the bottleneck. Seeing this situation, I am afraid that I will slow down and follow suit.

Until a clear male voice resounded faintly from the other side of the city: "Evil devils heretics, everyone can punish them!"