Dragon and Tiger Taoist

In Changzhou, among the mountains, the turmoil on the earth has not yet subsided.

"Caught!"

After pulling out the earth veins and truly trapping Zhima, Tong Yuan's face was full of surprise. The movements of the Changsheng Dao Alliance were slower than he expected. He could completely catch Zhima and leave calmly.

"It's just to scare those rats. He is the enemy of the world. He has such courage from Longhu Mountain."

With a trace of disdain in his heart, Tong Yuan stretched out his palm and grabbed the helpless Zima.

But at this moment, the originally clear sky suddenly turned into darkness, and a terrifying power descended, making all spirits bow to it.

"Seize the earth line and violate the prohibition. You should be punished!"

A deep tiger roar sounded, and the mighty divine voice echoed in the world. A tiger claw lingering in purple magic flames protruded from the void and grabbed Tong Yuan directly.

The tiger's roar stirred the soul, the divine voice echoed in his ears, and the soul was impacted. As a Chunyang monk, Tong Yuan felt dizzy for a moment, but by the time he reacted, the tiger's claw had already fallen, as if it was about to kill him. Trampled to death like ants.

"Fake fairy? It's so easy to kill me!"

"The golden corpse is immortal."

The sense of crisis in his heart exploded, he smelled the breath of death, and joined the corpse demon. Tong Yuan activated his strongest protective magical power. With this magical power to protect him, even the pseudo-immortal could not kill him.

Roar, a roar filled with violence sounded. His claws grew and his body expanded. Tong Yuan instantly turned into a golden corpse about a thousand feet tall. Its green face had fangs and pupils were like copper coins. Dark golden brilliance flowed all over his body, exuding violence and ferocity. A violent breath.

Holding up his hands like a mountain, Tong Yuan faced the tiger claws of Black Mountain.

The next moment, a collision occurred, and Tong Yuan, who transformed into a golden corpse, suddenly changed his expression.

After cultivating a supreme Golden Corpse King, Tong Yuan was particularly confident in his power in this state, especially his physical strength and defense. He once tore a Pure Yang monk alive in this state, and even killed a pure Yang monk. The pseudo-immortal's men retreated completely, and they were indeed fierce. But at this moment, facing the tiger's claws coming across the void, he couldn't even resist.

Creaking, the muscles and bones wailed, letting out overwhelmed groans, unparalleled power burst out, the tough golden corpse body was torn apart, bursts of blood mist, his knees weakened, Tong Yuan suddenly fell to his knees, and the whole ground was A shock, and this is not the end.

With a gentle press of the tiger's claws, the fire of the netherworld burned, and an even more terrifying power burst out. Tong Yuan's two arms suddenly turned into two masses of blood mist. The tiger claws pressed directly on Tong Yuan's head, directly covering his face. Stepped into the dirt.

"How can you be so strong?"

Unable to resist, suffering a heavy blow, and unconscious, Tong Yuan was filled with doubts.

"Originally you deserve to die, but you actually cultivated zombies, so I will spare your life for the time being."

The low voice of words rang in the ears of Tong Yuan, who was already unconscious. The fire of the netherworld was blazing, and the billowing yin energy gathered. A sky monument about three thousand feet high slowly took shape. The words "Suppress Prison" were written on it, which had the power to suppress the world. Tao Yun manifests.

"Those who violate the prohibition in this town will stay here for ten thousand years until they die. I hope that those who come after me will learn from it."

An illusory tiger face appeared in the void, with tiger eyes sweeping across the world, like a king inspecting the mountains and rivers, and Heishan announced the punishment for Tong Yuan.

Feeling Heishan's indifferent gaze, countless people lowered their heads quietly, not daring to look at him, for fear of attracting Heishan's attention. Even the several pseudo-immortals who had already arrived at the border of the Southeast Road showed solemn expressions. Heishan felt an aura of danger on his body.

Taking the opportunity to intimidate, he glanced at Tong Yuan who was suppressed under the Prison Suppressing Sky Monument, and took away Zhima. Heishan's consciousness quietly dissipated. However, although Heishan left, the untouchable power of the tiger remained. Come down and press on everyone's heart.

"The corpse demon Tong Yuan is a well-known demon in the Northwest Road. He kills people at every turn. He once ran rampant in the Northwest Road and no one could control him. I didn't expect that he would be killed here today, and he was killed so completely."

Some monks recognized Tong Yuan's identity and couldn't help but sigh. The real body of the golden corpse was too eye-catching.

At this moment, looking at the prison-suppressing monument standing between heaven and earth, countless foreign monks felt a kind of sincere awe for Longhu Mountain.

As outsiders, although most of them have heard of Longhu Mountain's reputation, they don't have much deep understanding. Now the demise of a Chunyang monk has sounded the alarm for them.

"This Tong Yuan seems to be a casual cultivator, but in fact he has some relationship with the Demon Sect. His inheritance is definitely not simple, and he is not weak to the true inheritance of the sect. I didn't expect that he was suppressed like this. This Longhu Mountain is really terrifying."

Someone who knew more about the inside story looked at the Prison Suppressing Sky Monument with a solemn look on his face.

"Talents emerge from generation to generation, and new generations replace old ones. Today's young people are really better than the last."

Stopping and feeling the powerful aura emanating from the Prison Suppressing Sky Monument, he let out a sigh and an old man quietly walked into the forest.

At the same time, outside the Southeast Road, more eyes quietly came.

"Is this the action of Zhang Chunyi, the master of Longhu Mountain? Didn't he just step into the pseudo-fairyland? How could he be so fierce?"

Looking at the Heavenly Monument of Suppressing Prison, Taoist Changchun of Qihuang Palace could not conceal the shock in his dark green eyes.

Although he doesn't know Tong Yuan, judging from the methods Tong Yuan showed just now, he is definitely not a weakling in the pure Yang realm. Unless he uses the secret method of transforming into an immortal, he has no absolute certainty that he can defeat Tong Yuan, but even Such a powerful Chunyang monk could not even block a single move against Zhang Chunyi.

Although the pseudo-immortal is stronger than the Chunyang cultivator, the gap between them is not that big. You must know that Zhang Chunyi did not use the immortal weapon just now.

Hearing this, Qing Yin standing aside shook his head.

"The one who took action was not Zhang Chunyi, at least not his true form. It was just a monster he refined."

With a touch of heaviness in his words, Qingyin spoke.

Hearing this, Changchun Taoist was slightly startled. The reason why pseudo-immortals are strong is because their physical bodies have transformed and have some characteristics of immortals, and their monsters are only comparable to pure yangs. How can they crush a pure yang alone? Monk?

"How can this be···"

The words had not yet fallen. Looking at Qing Yin beside him, Taoist Changchun understood something. At this time, Qing Yin's words sounded again.

"Dharma is constantly changing. Although I don't know how the tiger demon did it, it did take another half step to the limit of the demon king, allowing the physical body to possess some of the characteristics of the demon king. At this time, It is comparable to human pseudo-immortals, not even ordinary pseudo-immortals.”

Recalling the power of Heishan's previous action, Qingyin frowned slightly.

There were originally two pseudo-immortals in Longhu Mountain, and with this tiger demon, it would be equivalent to three pseudo-immortals. Under such circumstances, even if he had strong self-control, he would not be sure to defeat the dragon in a battle. Hushan was destroyed.

"Grandmaster, what about our plan?"

Thinking of the previous plan, Changchun Taoist frowned and asked.

Hearing this, Qingyin let out a sigh.

"The plan is on hold. The current situation is delicate. If we can't solve it quickly, it may cause unnecessary changes. The best thing we can do now is to wait for the opportunity and find opportunities to defeat each one."

"And we can also take this opportunity to talk about cooperation with Prince Qing's Mansion. I believe Yu Wenhua will agree this time. Longhu Mountain has indeed established its power this time, but it will also cause more fear."

"After all, it's still not ruthless enough. If it were me, I would let the place rot, retain my strength, and then suddenly show it when fighting for the fortune of the Immortal Mansion, and succeed in one fell swoop."

"Indecisiveness and hypocrisy will never lead to great success."

Looking up at the sky, Qingyin spoke, with a bit of disdain for Zhang Chunyi in his words.

Hearing this, knowing that this was the safest approach, Changchun Taoist nodded. Although some changes occurred, his mind was not shaken. He had enough confidence in Qingyin's strength. As for Qingyin's judgment on Zhang Chunyi, It is noncommittal.