Dragon and Tiger Taoist

In Xuanzhou and Fulong Pass, with the death of Wu Linzi, the leader of Tianlin Sect, the flames of war that should have been extinguished are still burning.

A huge star map slowly unfolded in the void, and thousands of stars appeared, turning the battlefield into a huge maze.

"Is this a formation? Who has such ability? Is it a remnant of the Tianlin Sect or a bastard who takes advantage of the situation?"

Looking up at the sky and looking at the stars all over the sky, Wei Chen, the leader of the Qingluan Army, frowned. He had fallen into Tian Linzi's scheme and suffered a lot, but the aura of the Six Tribulation Yang God was still strong.

"No matter who wants to seize the victory under the nose of my Seven Phoenix Palace, they will have to pay a price."

The grievance accumulated in his heart found an outlet to vent, turning into raging anger, and a fierce light flashed in Wei Chen's eyes.

He could roughly guess what the visitors were thinking, but they just wanted to use the power of the formation to temporarily trap them, and then take the opportunity to take away the Tianlin Sect's relics, but these things themselves were their lunch in the Seven Phoenix Palace. That allows others to covet it.

"Qingluan Army, follow me to kill the enemy!"

With a command, thousands of troops were commanded, and Wei Chen transformed into Qingluan again.

As the Six Tribulations Yang God, even though he only had initial contact with it, he could still feel the mystery of this starry sky formation, but its power level was not really very high, that is, it was only at the level of the Six Tribulations.

With the Qingluan Army accompanying him, he is sure to kill the people behind this formation, not to mention the Six Tribulations Yang God, even he is not afraid of the Seven Tribulations Yang God. If Tian Linzi hadn't used a trick, there would be nothing he could do. He can't defeat the Qingluan Army.

Chirping, Qingluan cries, the green wood divine flames are vented wantonly, burning the void, trying to break through the envelope of the formation.

In the void, a large formation was operating. Seeing such a scene, Zhuang Yuan frowned slightly.

His original idea was to use the large formation to temporarily trap Yizhou's army, so that it would be more convenient to take away the remaining members of the Tianlin Sect and minimize casualties, but now it seems that his thinking was too simple. .

With the other party's disregard for consumption, it won't take long for the star formation to be broken.

"Well, it can also verify the results of my practice over the years."

With a thought, he entered a state of demonization, and brilliant starlight spread out from Zhuang Yuan's body. It was the outward appearance of the inner place, Xinghai. At this moment, this inner place was trying its best to extend outwards with the help of the power of the formation.

Zhuang Yuan originally planned to sit in the mountains for a hundred years, but the opportunities brought by Yin Mingtian, such as the River of Wasted Death and the innate soul energy, allowed him to make breakthroughs in a short period of time. In just ten years, he achieved more results than a normal hundred years. It also needs to be abundant, this is an opportunity.

"Although it's still a prototype, it's barely usable."

There was a rare trace of fighting intent burning in his eyes that were as bright as stars. He stretched out his hand and Zhuang Yuan moved the stars.

In the initial battle with Baiguimen, not only was his strength low, but his magical powers were not sharp enough. He was forced into dead ends many times and felt powerless. After returning to Longhu Mountain, Zhuang Yuanku sat on the Lingshan Mountain. After years of hard work, he finally used what he was best at. With the Formation Dao as the basis, he integrated what he had learned and completed a qualitative change in his strength.

And as Zhuang Yuan's fingertips slid, thousands of stars were flowing at this moment. The starry sky formation that originally dominated the trapped people suddenly changed, dividing the four directions of the world, the stars returned to their positions, and the images of the four spirits condensed, revealing a trace of A chilling atmosphere.

"Wanshou, return to Xuanwu."

Looking at Qingluan fluttering his wings, Zhuang Yuan gave the order.

Hearing this, the Wanshou Turtle with green fur on its back appeared. It let the starlight fall, moved itself, and instantly appeared in the due north position, blending with the Xuanwu form condensed by the starlight.

At this moment, Xuanwu Zhilin, who was originally empty-eyed and vain, suddenly took on a vivid color, as if the real Xuanwu had revived.

"Xuanwu Zhenhai!"

Mobilizing the power of the great formation, it converged on the body of the Wanshou Turtle. With his mind aligned with it, Zhuang Yuan activated his magical power.

At this moment, Xuanwu looked up to the sky and screamed, the snake's tail swung, locked on the Qingluan rising into the sky, and stepped down lightly with one foot.

Rumbling, the void was stagnant. With the foot of the Wanshou Turtle, thousands of stars were disillusioned, and Qingluan, transformed by the Qingluan Army, felt an unspeakable heaviness, as if the entire void was Squeeze them.

"Is this really the method of the Six Tribulations Yang God?"

Looking at the tortoise feet trampling down like a pillar of heaven, countless Qingluan Army monks burst out with such doubts in their hearts.

What they didn't know was that the Wanshou turtle that used the mysterious tortoise shell to complete its transformation and gave birth to the Immortal Root Dao Bone gave birth to a total of three low-grade Dao seeds, namely Zhenhai and Chongyuan, which were transformed from the high-grade Dharma species, and Mizuze, which was born naturally.

Among them, Zhenhai allows the Wanshou Turtle to have the power to suppress water veins, and can calm the sea waves with one step. Zhongyuan allows the Wanshou Turtle to have one true, eight false, and nine directions of Qi Sea. It can accumulate nine times the demonic power of monsters in the same realm, and can squander it unscrupulously. Mizuze is an auxiliary Tao seed. It was born from the Mizuze Breathing Method that Wanshou Turtle self-enlightened. It allows Wanshou Turtle to get closer to the water element avenue between heaven and earth, and can use the power of water element between heaven and earth to refine his demonic body anytime and anywhere. and demon souls.

It is precisely because of the existence of this Tao Seed that even when Zhuang Yuan borrowed his innate soul energy to advance by leaps and bounds, the Wanshou Turtle could still keep up with him and have more than 60,000 years of cultivation.

Combining the power of these three Tao seeds, coupled with the blessing of the formation, with all his strength, the Wanshou Turtle's attack is no weaker than that of the upper demon king.

Chirping, Qingluan cried, and the green flames all over his body became more and more turbulent, turning into a huge fireball, like a small sun. After feeling the confinement around it, knowing that it was difficult to escape, the Qingluan army directly used its strongest defensive magical power.

Boom, the earth roared, unable to escape, unable to contend, the sun fell, the brilliance of the Qingmu Divine Flame became dim, and the Qingluan transformed by the Qingluan Army was directly stepped into the depths of the earth by Zhuang Yuan.

"Aren't you dead yet? My killing power is still a little weaker after all."

After dispelling his sea-suppressing magical power and looking into the depths of the earth, Zhuang Yuan frowned slightly.

The next moment, the golden Qianqiu Dragon emerged and returned to the Qinglong. At this moment, his whole body was burning with the divine flames of resurrection, his eyes were full of anger, and Qingluan, who had been stepped into the ground, fluttered its wings.

Compared with before, Qingluan looked much more embarrassed, with blood stains appearing in many places, but his momentum had not declined and he was still capable of fighting.

Seeing such a scene, Zhuang Yuan took a deep breath and activated his magical power again.

"The stars change."

"The green dragon will never die."

Mobilizing the power of the great formation to bless Qianqiu Long's body, causing its original 40,000-year-old cultivation to continue to rise, Zhuang Yuan activated two magical powers in succession.

At this moment, the swing dragon roared, and the might of the dragon filled the starry sky, shaking the stars.

The next moment, the starlight circulated, and its figure appeared in front of Qingluan.

"How to move? Do you want to rely on the powerful body of a real dragon to fight in close quarters? It is simply a matter of life and death, hunting dragon claws."

After experiencing hundreds of battles, the Qingluan Army did not panic at all when they saw the sudden appearance of Qianqiu Long.

Phew, Qingluan cries, the golden and green divine claws poke out, the Qingluan Army wants to tear the Swing Dragon in half. Although it was transformed by the military formation, the Qingluan transformed by the Qingluan Army can still use some Phoenix Clan skills. Unique secret skills, such as dragon hunting claws.

This is a magical secret technique created by a certain Phoenix Clan power to target the Dragon Clan, specifically to defeat the Dragon Clan's tough scales.

Tsk, tearing the dragon scales apart, touching the warm flesh and blood, Qingluan's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, the other party was dead, but at this moment when it met Qianqiu Long's gaze, it did not see the slightest trace of panic, only the slightest hint of panic. ridicule.

And in the next moment, Qianqiu Long roared, ignoring the torn dragon body, stepping forward, letting the Aoki divine flames burn, and wrapped Qingluan with the dragon body.

At the same time, a destructive force began to revive in Qianqiu Long's body.

"Self-destruction? Is this a crazy dragon?"

Understanding something, Qingluan's eyes flashed with panic, and he struggled desperately, but by this time it was already too late.

The next moment, a bright light lit up in the starry sky, and countless stars were shattered, followed by a deafening roar.

And in this endless brilliance, the wings were fluttering, and all the beautiful feathers were turned black. Qingluan fell from the void powerlessly. At this time, the turtle feet that looked like pillars of heaven appeared again, aiming at it heavily. tread.

In the starry sky, with the help of the power of the great formation, the resurrection time of Qianqiu's immortal magical power was shortened, and Qianqiu Long, who had regained his body shape, could not help but tremble when he saw such a scene. This green-haired turtle has become more and more terrifying since its transformation. Fortunately, It is not the kind of little dragon that forgets everything once it gains power. It did not do anything excessive at first.

There was a weak aura all over the body. After leaving the formation, Qianqiu Long got into Zhuang Yuan's sleeves. To be honest, it was somewhat resentful of the Qinglong immortal power created by Zhuang Yuan with the help of the formation. After all, it self-destructed. Although he won't die, the pain of body annihilation is real. Excessive self-explosion will hurt the body, but it can't be said.