ancient prehistoric

Chapter 7 The storm is rising

Once there was the first one, there was a second one, and with the second one, a lot of white light gathered. The white light was like lightning, and the whistling sound was like the sound of a sharp knife quickly cutting through the void. Suddenly, the sky on the deck was filled with this kind of white light.

Everyone's scalps are numb, what is it? It's like stars falling, the sky and the earth are dull; like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the mid-air; like a battle between gods, sword energy is everywhere.

With his profound cultivation, Long Xingkong keenly separated a ray of spiritual consciousness and followed a white light. His face suddenly turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The spiritual consciousness he followed was wiped out, but he also detected the reality of the white light.

Everyone saw Long Xingkong, who was inexplicably injured, and hurriedly came forward to express condolences. Only Huizhen remained silent. The Buddhists cultivated their minds. When Long Xingkong separated his spiritual consciousness, Huizhen caught a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and was deeply moved.

Fear of Long Xingkong's cultivation level. If a ray of his consciousness is destroyed, he will only spit out a mouthful of blood. I am afraid that he has reached the fifth level of heaven defying heaven or above.

People who practice martial arts can compete with loose immortals and practice spiritual consciousness when they enter the heaven-defying realm. However, Huizhen doesn't know that the Long family's martial arts are different from ordinary cultivation methods. Spiritual consciousness can be separated in the sky-defying realm, and they can compete with gold in the early stage of heaven-defying.

Fairy.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you injured? Are there any enemies?" Long Ling'er ran to his father's side and supported the shaking Long Xingkong, with a look of anxiety on his face.

Long Feiyun also looked at his father worriedly. He knew his father's cultivation best. He was in the third level of defying the heavens and human beings and immortals could not hurt him at all. However, he had only entered the realm of defying the heavens for the first time, but there was a big gap between him and his father.

"Amitabha, has the donor ever discovered what white light is?" Huizhen asked with his hands folded.

"Just now, I separated a ray of spiritual consciousness and followed the white light. It was wiped out in an instant. What's even more terrifying is that I discovered that the white light turned out to be... a violent wind."

"strong wind"

"Strong wind?"

"Wind!"

Everyone looked incredulous.

In the eyes of the world, the wind is peaceful. In the green spring, the wind blows away the coldness of winter and brings a warm breath; in the hot summer, the wind can bring a bit of coolness, bring clouds, and drop nectar; dreamlike

In autumn, the wind blows off the leaves, bringing an imaginary sky; in the silvery winter, the cold wind creates thousands of miles of snow and cold on the gentle earth, enriching childhood life.

Everyone couldn't accept that the white light in the sky turned out to be the most ordinary wind.

The wind can reach such speed and be so condensed. This place is by no means a good place. You should get away from here as soon as possible. However, the vast sea is so dark that it is impossible to identify the direction. Even if you can identify the direction, how can you escape? The ship stopped instantly.

Unknown reason. How to make the boat move. Long Xingkong was extremely calm at the moment.

After long experience in the battlefield, he has been trained to deal with things calmly and calmly. But at this moment, he is also extremely panicked and has to adopt a calm attitude in order to stabilize the hearts of everyone.

The general is a spiritual symbol on the battlefield. The general is timid, but the soldiers are defeated without fighting. The general is powerful and has high morale.

The white light was still roaring in the sky, but it never hit the deck again. Long Xingkong thought for a long time about what was the reason that caused the battleship to stop sailing?

After awakening, Long Xingkong seemed to feel something, and his face became even more embarrassed. If his guess was correct, then the battleship should be...

Long Xingkong didn't make excuses. Seeing that there was no danger for the time being, he called everyone to his side and expressed his thoughts.

"What! Dad, are you saying that we have entered the domain of a certain great spiritual practitioner and are trapped?" Long Feiyun showed an incredulous look, "This is too exaggerated."

Long Ling'er patted Huizhen's bald head and said, "Little monk, what do you think? Your hair has been trimmed, so you will definitely be able to come up with good ideas."

Huizhen's head was full of black lines, and he was obviously older than Long Ling'er, but she always called her the little monk. "Amitabha, the little monk thought that what Long Donor said was true. This place is a hundred miles round and boundless, even though it is on the sea.

, but there is no sign of the sea. The water surface is like a mirror, and the light can detect people, but it cannot see through the bottom of the water. It should have entered the realm of some magical cultivator."

Although Huizhen is a foreigner now, Buddhists cannot be ignored, and he has become the number one person on the battleship under Long Xingkong.

"Oh, little monk, you are really troublesome. Just agree if you agree. After talking so much, you said nothing in the end." Long Ling'er said.

After listening to Long Xingkong and Huizhen's analysis, everyone nodded in agreement.

"Since everyone thinks so, I'm very proud of you." Long Xingkong looked at Huizhen, and Huizhen nodded and clasped his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, indicating that Long Xingkong had the final say in everything.

Longxing Airlift had enough internal strength, faced the sea, and shouted: "Senior, Mr. Long was boating back to China. He got lost on the way and accidentally entered the retreat place of senior. Please forgive me."

Human beings are insignificant in front of nature, and even cultivators cannot resist the wrath of nature. In front of gods, all cultivators are like ants, and life and death only depend on a thread of thought with great supernatural powers.

Long Xingkong used his inner strength to make a sound and reported his life experience, hoping to use the Long Family to increase his chances of escape.

Soon, the dark clouds dispersed, the sky returned to calm, and the wind blade disappeared.

Everyone on the boat was happy for a while, but then a rumble made everyone feel frightened.

A voice like thunder echoed: "I don't care whether you are the Dragon Family of China or the Buddha of Buddhaland. Even if Long Xuanyuan and Sakyamuni come, they will be walked around by me. Since you broke in unintentionally, then stay behind."

Half of the people, let the rest go."

However, the great supernatural power did not expect that Long Xuanyuan, one of the ancestral gods of mankind, had already broken through the limit and achieved immortality. Human beings have different opportunities for cultivation. In ethereal cultivation, those who achieve it come first.

The strong language did not put the ancestors in the hearts of everyone in the eyes, calling them by their names, and even made the ancestors go around.

How domineering and fierce.

"Dad, what should we do? We have really broken into the territory of an old monster." Long Ling'er said anxiously, looking at Long Xingkong and then at Huizhen's bald head: "Bald head, stop chanting your Buddha.

When you are about to die, return to Amitabha, and the Buddha will come to save you."

"Ling'er must not be rude." Long Xingkong scolded, since Huizhen told the current situation of the battleship, he felt that Huizhen had an extraordinary life experience.

"Yes, Dad, what should we do? The old monster said that half of the people should be left behind." Long Feiyun felt timid, looked at the eight loyal men of the Long family, and said to Long Xingkong.

Long Xingkong noticed his son's wandering eyes, looked at his eight soldiers, and reprimanded: "Asshole, how could you have such an idea? They are members of my Long family. It is impossible for me to give up on them."

Then he turned to them and scolded them: "Don't think of any act of sacrifice. I won't tolerate it. If you want to die, we will die together."

The last sentence was uttered by Long Xingkong with inner strength. It not only shocked everyone, but also told the great supernatural power about his persistence.

Long Feiyun secretly felt ashamed that he had such an idea just now. He looked at the eight soldiers of the Long family apologetically and found that they had no intention of blaming him, which made him feel even more guilty.

"Amitabha, it's so good. Just now, the practitioner of great supernatural powers used the sound of confusion. Those who don't have enough concentration will be destroyed by it. Mr. Long doesn't have to feel guilty." Huizhen saw Long Feiyun's embarrassment and spoke up to save him.

"What a powerful bewitching skill." Long Feiyun followed the mood.

Everyone nodded, feeling shocked.

"Haha, the little monk is good. He actually saw my confused voice. Whose disciple are you?" The rumbling sound echoed in the air like rolling thunder. It was impossible to tell where the sound came from. It seemed that this sky existed in the universe.

In the belly of the supernatural power.

"Amitabha, this young monk once received enlightenment from Budai Holy Monk and has been practicing for many generations. I don't know who his predecessor is."

"I've never heard of the Holy Monk with a Bag. Maybe it's because I haven't been active for too long. I just remember that there was a little kid named Ingatha. He often carried a rag bag and would go to the mountains where I practiced to catch snakes and pull out the fangs.

After he fell, he was released into the mountains. I wanted to ask him what kind of magic weapon he collected the poisonous fangs to practice, but he said why pedestrians would not be bitten by poisonous snakes. It was really ridiculous."

Huizhen was overjoyed when he heard this: "Senior, that is the person who enlightened the young monk. Now he has been promoted to a holy monk. After a few years apart, he may have become an Arhat assisting the Buddha."

"It's really him, huh, if that's the case, then don't even think about leaving any of you, just accept your fate." The tone suddenly changed, and upon hearing this, the Great God's attitude changed 180 degrees.

After a loud shout, the calm sea surface suddenly boiled, and a giant python with a height of one hundred feet emerged from the water. The body of the hundred-foot snake was covered with scales, and a piece of phosphorus was the size of a house. The huge snake had a head on its head.

The dragon's horns are ferocious and eye-catching, a pair of eyes as big as the mouth of a well are like the moon, staring at everyone with a cold light, and its tail is almost the same as a dragon. The giant python opens its bloody mouth, the snake swallows and spits, and the snake's teeth are majestic, except for the two corners of the mouth.

There is a hole.

"Humph, when I was practicing in the mountains, I was caught by Ingatu and had my teeth pulled out. Now my whole body has transformed into a dragon. Only the teeth are missing. My head cannot transform. I cannot fly into the sky. I can only hide in the sea to protect myself. Since I am here,

If you meet that brat’s descendant, you should be punished.”

"Oh, it's really unfortunate that I took you, this little monk, on the boat. It turns out that everything was caused by you. Humph." Long Ling'er scolded Huizhen, then turned to the giant python and said, "Old monster, everything is this monk's fault.

We are innocent. Since you don't like him, we also don't like him, so we gave him to you. You have a lot of them, so please let us go."

"Old monster? You actually called me old monster. Am I that old?" After saying that, the python transformed into a beautiful woman and stepped onto the battleship.

Her enchanting figure wafted out waves of fragrance. She was wrapped tightly in aqua-green clothes, barely covering her important parts. A translucent green gauze was draped over her fragrant shoulders, hanging down to a pair of exposed jade feet.

, Under the hazy green gauze, the white and tender skin is looming and charming. The black hair is draped behind her like a waterfall, and a strand of mischievous curls in front of her face make the snake demon even more charming. Her water-like eyes,

Scanning the crowd, waves of affection spread out. Every part of her small nose and bright red lips was so outstanding.

"Little girl, do you think I'm old? Hahahaha." There was a burst of laughter, and the flowers trembled, so fascinated that everyone forgot the danger just now, and forgot where they were.

If a person dies under a flower, he will become a ghost.

At this moment, everyone would rather go to hell than enjoy the fragrance of a enchanting fairy.

"Sister, you are so beautiful." Long Ling'er laughed playfully and jumped in front of the snake demon, reaching out to wrap his arms around the snake demon. The two beauties were both beautiful and fragrant, each with their own differences.

Long Ling'er's beauty is innocent and lovely. Like a porcelain doll, she is held in the palms of everyone's hands for fear of accidentally getting her hurt. The beauty of the snake demon can be called charming and graceful.

It shows the aura of an adult. The willow waist, dark eyebrows, and white teeth are all exquisite and unique, and they are cleverly combined together to form a perfect body.

"Ling'er, no, she's a monster." Long Xingkong shouted, and saw Ling'er jumping in front of the snake demon, smiling affectionately, showing surprise.

"Sister, you are also very beautiful, hahahaha." The snake demon's breasts rose and fell, and the gauze on her shoulders fell off to reveal baby-like skin. But there was a piece of skin under the neck that was scaly and embedded in the center of the two collarbones.

It is particularly eye-catching against the surrounding snow-white skin. This is the disadvantage of her not being able to transform into a dragon. Now that she is transformed into an adult, she also has a scaly patch of skin the size of a thumbnail. This makes the snake demon even more enchanting and charming.

Long Ling'er's eyes glowed with cyan light, and his voice gradually became dull. It turned out that he was bewitched by the snake demon. This snake demon was really powerful and could actually enchant a woman.