Dragon and Tiger Taoist

"This disciple would like to ask this fellow Taoist on the stage for advice, and I would like to ask the teacher for permission."

Ignoring the scrutiny of the yin gods around him, Zhuang Yuan spoke calmly and again. When he said this, his eyes showed an unprecedented sharpness.

Although he came out of seclusion relatively late and did not understand the whole process, he could clearly hear the man's shouting just now.

He entered the mountain gate at the age of eight and lived in the mountain for nearly 20 years. Longhu Mountain has already become his real home. He cannot tolerate outsiders trampling on Longhu Mountain wantonly, let alone his teacher being humiliated because of it.

Feeling Zhuang Yuan's will, Zhang Chun nodded with emotion in his heart.

Although Zhuang Yuan had just made a breakthrough and rarely made any moves, Zhang Chunyi never doubted Zhuang Yuan's talent.

After receiving Zhang Chunyi's approval, Zhuang Yuan bowed again and stepped on the dragon.

On the fighting stage, Yao Ling clenched his fists and looked distorted as he watched Zhuang Yuan, who was too young, approaching on the golden dragon.

"Why, I endured so much hardship to do it, why should he?"

Thoughts were swirling. At this moment, Yao Ling's heart seemed to be being eaten by poisonous ants, and he was in pain. What he hated most was geniuses like Zhuang Yuan.

Just because he was born with extraordinary qualifications, he could easily do things that others couldn't do even if they worked hard. This was really unfair, and he hated such people.

"I still have a chance, I just need to kill him."

"A dead genius is nothing."

"Although his golden dragon is extraordinary and has a thousand years of cultivation, it has not undergone a qualitative change. This is my chance to truly break through the great demon."

With a look as ferocious as a ghost, the killing intent in Yao Ling's heart erupted like a volcano, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

"Die to me."

Even the most basic rules were ignored. The moment Zhuang Yuan stepped onto the fighting stage, Yaoling directly connected with Yaowanghua and activated his most powerful killing move.

Hum, growing to its fullest, the Yaowang flower expanded rapidly, reaching a hundred meters high in the blink of an eye, casting a large shadow on the ground. Then its blooming petals quickly closed and returned to the shape of a bud, quietly locking on Zhuang Yuan. .

"Hundred Poisons Cold Light."

The red petals became more and more gorgeous, opening and closing like a mouth. As the Medicine King Flower bloomed again, hundreds of poisons merged, and a gray-white mysterious light shot out from it, sweeping across the void and pointing directly at Zhuang Yuan.

There was a strange cold air everywhere it passed, and it seemed that time had come to the autumn and winter seasons, and there was a feeling that everything was withering.

On the high platform, all the Yin Gods were watching this scene. Compared to the previous fights between the disciples, the battle between these two new Yin Gods attracted their attention more.

Although they were more or less aware of something wrong with Yao Ling, it was undeniable that the strength he showed was not weak, at least it barely reached the standard line for the new Yin God, and this hundred poisonous cold light was even more powerful. To be strong.

As the iconic monster of Yaowang Valley, the core method of Yaowang Flower is Hundred Poisons. It is born in the medicine pool and absorbs hundreds of poisons to grow. It can not only ward off hundreds of poisons, but also control hundreds of poisons, and Baidu Cold Light is The technique that combines the power of hundreds of poisons is also the signature killing move of Yaowang Valley.

As for Zhuang Yuan, although he is a true genius, he has just been promoted. The golden dragon is vaguely extraordinary, but he has not been promoted to a great demon after all. It is probably unrealistic to block this cold light of hundreds of poisons.

For a moment, some people cast their eyes on Zhang Chunyi, wondering whether he would stop him. After all, he was the genius of Longhu Mountain, and they would definitely protect him when they got along in a different place. However, what they saw was Zhang Chunyi's indifferent face.

It was at this time that a palm-sized green turtle suddenly appeared next to Zhuang Yuan. There was no aura around him, but when he saw the cold light of hundreds of poisons sweeping over, a pair of mung bean eyes flashed. A trace of disdain passed.

Opening his mouth, a colorful bubble was spit out by the green turtle.

The water bubble expanded rapidly, instantly covering Zhuang Yuan and Qianqiu Jiao.

Seeing the Wanshou Turtle taking action, Qianqiu Jiao decisively curled up his body. It never had any intention of showing off its strength. Although it was a dragon, it could honestly admit that it was not as good as a green-furred turtle.

Of course, in its view, this is just a moment of tyranny. What it wants to fight for is long-term. Let's wait and see again in five hundred years.

"You really don't have any scruples at all when you kill someone if you don't agree with them."

The sound of scoffing was endless. Under the colorful bubbles, looking at the poisonous cold light that was constantly corroding the colorful bubbles, a real murderous intention was born in Zhuang Yuan's heart.

Originally, he planned to fight the opponent with all his strength to clear the name of the sect, but now he really has the idea of ​​killing the opponent.

Buzz, the gray-white light flourished, swallowing up the colorful bubbles, and reflecting the sky and the earth into a vast whiteness. At this moment, the hearts of everyone watching in the audience were raised.

"do you died?"

After activating his strongest killing move and looking at the area engulfed by the cold light of hundreds of poisons, Yao Ling felt a little expectant but also a little uneasy and uneasy.

It was at this time that the power of the Hundred Poison Cold Light was finally exhausted, and the figures of a person, a dragon, and a turtle were slowly revealed.

"How can it be?"

Seeing such a scene, his pupils suddenly tightened, and Yao Ling's sallow face was filled with disbelief.

The Hundred Poisons Cold Light is Yaowanggu's signature killing move. Even if his Yaowanghua cultivation is shallow, it shouldn't be blocked so easily.

"Do you have a more powerful killing move? Let's bring it out together."

Wow, the colorful bubbles were disillusioned. With a solemn look on his face, Zhuang Yuan spoke as he looked at the medicine spirit.

This was his first time fighting against Yin Shen monks, and his biggest impression of Yin Shen monks came from his teacher Zhang Chunyi.

Hearing this, Yao Ling almost wanted to vomit blood.

"you···"

Anger surged up, his face turned red, and without thinking much, he communicated with the Medicine King Flower, took out a pill and fed it to it, and the medicine spirit once again activated the killing move.

After taking the elixir, it was like a burning fire cooking oil. Accompanied by a slightly painful groan, Yaowanghua's demonic aura quickly increased.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the dense filaments grew as fast as they could, lingering with a strange floral fragrance. A huge whip quietly formed, and as it grew, there seemed to be many illusions.

"Go to hell, Soul Whip."

Killing intent burst out in his heart, and under the guidance of the medicine spirit, Yaowanghua once again activated his killing move. This killing move was expressed in strength, but the real danger lay in the strange fragrance of the flower. At this time, Zhuang Yuan also noticed It's not right.

"Is this floral fragrance also some kind of poison? It seems to be able to shake the mind and is difficult to stop."

As an idea occurred to Zhuang Yuan, the curled up Qianqiu Jiao let out a low groan, activating the power of the rain summoning method, summoning a burst of sweet rain and washing away all the filth.

Then the Wanshou Turtle spit out a colorful bubble again.

Boom, blasting the air, with powerful force, Yaowanghua's Soul Whip hit the colorful bubbles hard, but not only did it not really burst the colorful bubbles, but it was directly bounced away.

"I do not believe."

Seeing such a scene, Yaoling went crazy with hatred, and kept asking Yaowanghua to activate his killing moves, but the results were all without exception. After dozens of blows in succession, Zhuang Yuan was unscathed, but Yaowanghua suffered from the backlash. Not a minor injury.

At this moment, Zhuang Yuan finally realized that not all Yinshen were like his teacher, it was him who was blinded.

"With only this level, what qualifications do you have to humiliate me, Longhu Mountain?"

Looking directly at the crazy-looking Yao Ling, Zhuang Yuan's expression was full of solemnity.

Feeling Zhuang Yuan's will, he no longer defended himself and let out a low roar. The Wanshou Turtle began to expand rapidly, and the originally invisible evil energy on its body began to burn like a flame in the dark night. It was so powerful Dazzling.

"One thousand six hundred years of cultivation. Is this a breakthrough achieved by a monster with superior bones after completing one thousand two hundred years of cultivation?"

"But why is this demonic power so powerful? It is far superior to monsters in the same realm."

On the high platform, the moment the Wanshou Turtle showed its true strength, many Yin gods were moved by it. Not only did this Wanshou Turtle have a cultivation level of 1,600 years, but its demonic power was far beyond the normal level. It's like a collection of several monsters with sixteen hundred years of cultivation.

"I have magical power Zhenhai, please taste it."

Looking at the medicine spirit in the distance, Zhuang Yuan spoke again.

At the same time, the Wanshou Turtle looked up to the sky and roared, full of demonic power, and the shadow of the sea was reflected in the sky. Then as the Wanshou Turtle stamped its feet, a turtle foot like a pillar of heaven, formed by the endless water flow, emerged from the sky. The phantom of the sea fell suddenly.

"No!"

The shadow of death was covered, and the out-of-control emotions were calmed down. The tortoise foot that looked like a pillar of heaven was reflected in his eyes. The medicine spirit wanted to run, but was unable to move at all. The moment the pillar of heaven fell, this area was It seems to be solidified.

Boom, the tortoise foot trampled, as if it contained the power of an ocean. Although Yaowanghua tried its best to support, it was no match at all, and its back was bent directly. And as this kick was implemented, terrifying power burst out, and the entire fighting stage began to It was torn apart, but Hongyun took action in time to stabilize it again.

When all the phantoms dispersed, Yao Ling and his two monsters had fallen to the ground, dying. Although Yao Ling was not dead at this time, his Yinshen had been broken and he had become a useless person.

At the last moment, Zhuang Yuan still held back. It was always not good to see blood on a day like today, and for people like Yao Ling, becoming a cripple might be more uncomfortable than dying.

"What a magical power, what a seedling."

After taking three sips of wine, Xiong Batian looked at Zhuang Yuan on the fighting stage with admiration on his face.

The rest of the people had different expressions, but it was undeniable that Zhuang Yuan gave them a big surprise. Maybe in time this would be the second Zhang Chunyi. For a moment, they couldn't help but sigh, how kind God is to Longhu Mountain, with Zhang Chunyi in front of him. , later there are Zhuang Yuan, and there are real seeds like Zhang Chengfa, and the image of Daxing has been revealed.

And while everyone's thoughts were churning, only Yao Zhong's face was extremely gloomy.

It's a little late to finish writing the subplot.