Maoshan Ghost King

Originally, everyone was counting on Taoist Huang Ye to be the main force to deal with the monster in front of them, but Taoist Huang Ye was unable to escape at this time and was entangled by the Black Dragon Ancestor.

Ge Yu, Wu Jiuyin and the rest of the group used various methods to attack them, but they were all easily defeated by the monster.

This was still suppressed by the strong wind formed by the powerful airflow above the stone monument, and it still did not pose much of a threat to the monster.

Under the cover of Ge Yu and others, the veterans of the Quanzhen Sect suddenly took action.

More than thirty ascetic monks formed a huge sword array. They first circled around the monster, stepped on the dougang, and murmured words. The Qi field around them was beating endlessly again.

The powerful airflow above the stone tablet immediately poured an extremely powerful aura into the powerful sword formation formed by these veterans.

At this moment, the magic swords in the hands of the old Taoists were released almost at the same time. Each sword was attached with a tyrannical force, which spread out in all directions and hit the monster at the same time.

After those veterans took action, even Wu Jiuyin and Ge Yu felt the terror of the sword formation, and involuntarily stepped back to avoid the sharp edge of the sword formation.

The next moment, all those swords collided.

And the monster in the middle showed a solemn expression for the first time.

He fluttered his hands and pushed toward the top of his head, and black demonic energy suddenly filled the air from his body and spread around him.

Those demonic energies formed a barrier, blocking all the powerful swords given by the strange airflow above the stone monument.

The thirty-odd swords were originally very fast and swift, and each sword had a strange sword energy permeating its body.

But about three meters around the monster, it hovered again.

There were more than thirty swords, making a loud buzzing sound.

Each sword seemed to be under great pressure and gradually began to bend.

When Wu Jiuyin saw this scene, he sighed and said: "It seems that we have to use some ruthless tactics. If we don't give him some trump cards, he will definitely not suffer."

With that said, Wu Jiuyin looked at Yiyang Yang and said, "Yiyang, go and draw the thunder."

Zhou Yiyang nodded and looked up at the stone tablet not far away, as well as the black vortex formed by the powerful airflow on the stone tablet.

I don’t know if there is any danger after going up there.

Zhou Yiyang walked up to a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect and asked, "Fellow Taoist, can that stone tablet be climbed up?"

"Ordinarily, you can't go up there. The stone tablet is a sacred object of Zhongnan Mountain. It is a wordless sky tablet left by the founder of the Quanzhen Sect. The strong air flow on it is also caused by the unstable Qi field that the founder condensed in the entire forbidden area of ​​​​the back mountain. Yes, I’m afraid it’s dangerous to go up there.”

"However, you can go up and try. No one has ever climbed up that stone monument." The old man said hesitantly.

Co-author Zhou Yiyang also asked in vain, the veteran didn't say anything.

Regardless, Zhou Yiyang stood up directly, used the gecko wall-walking technique, clung to the stone tablet, meandered all the way up, and climbed directly to the top of the stone tablet.

As soon as he went up, the airflow above the stone monument immediately put great pressure on Yiyiyang.

It's just that at this moment, the powerful air flow was diverted away by more than thirty veteran Taoists from Zhongnan Mountain, and most of the power was poured into the monster, so the pressure on Yiyang Yang's side was temporarily bearable.

Standing on this stone monument, Zhou Yiyang was still a little excited.

Because Zhou Yiyang knew that his ancestor Zhou Ming learned the art of drawing lightning from the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain.

This is the birthplace of lightning.

It's a pity that the old Taoists of the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain are a bit unsatisfactory. It takes the nine sons of Zhongnan. Only the nine of them combined can elicit the nine heavenly thunders.

Now, if Zhou Yiyang wants to deal with this monster, he must use the most powerful thunder method, which is the Hundred Thunder Formation.

Drawing thunder in Zhongnan Mountain is not just a trick. It is to show these experienced people what the real art of drawing thunder is.

"The Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty has invited the gods from all over the world to draw the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder with his sword. If there is any disobedience, the thunder ax will not tolerate it..."

The sound of Yiyi Yang's mantra reverberated throughout Zhongnan Mountain and spread far and wide.

After this loud shout, Zhou Yiyang raised the Chi-kissed Bone Sword high and pointed at the black whirlpool.

The black vortex responded immediately, and several thunderous sounds were heard from the huge black vortex.

Zhou Yang sensed it, and the group of people below also heard the sound of thunder.

At this moment, Zhou Yiyang became a little excited. The black vortex above his head could actually help him attract thunder.

It is indeed Zhongnan Mountain, the most blessed place in the world. It seems that this black vortex has a lot to do with the lightning drawing technique.

Now, Zhou Yiyang is full of confidence.

Just when Zhou Yangyang had just climbed up the stone monument and was preparing to trigger the thunder.

The powerful sword formation created by more than thirty veterans finally could no longer hold up. Half of the magic swords were broken by the monster directly using the devilish energy on its body.

The broken magic swords began to fly towards the old Taoists.

After breaking, the magic sword was ten times more powerful than before.

When the ascetic monks from the Quanzhen Sect saw this scene, their expressions suddenly changed and they all retreated.

Just when those broken swords were piercing their bodies, Ge Yu suddenly appeared, swept across with his sword, and came with a sword move with a black dragon tail, intercepting all the broken swords and saving the lives of the old Taoists.

But Ge Yu felt uncomfortable when he stopped these broken swords. He was hit by the monster's aura and took a few steps back. He suddenly felt the blood surge in his body.

The veterans all looked towards Ge Yu and bowed their hands in his direction to express their gratitude.

The monster defused the sword formation, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face again. He glanced at the people around him and said, "Is this the limit of your Zhongnan Mountains with this little method?"

"Devil, watch your move!" Wu Jiuyin shouted and raised the sword spirit in his hand high.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

There was a loud shout, followed by a dragon's roar, which resounded throughout the world.

From the sword soul, a purple beam of light spurted out. The beam of light soared into the sky, getting bigger and bigger, and turned directly into a long purple dragon, which penetrated into the black vortex above the head.

A pair of huge eyes, with endless majesty, looked at the people below.

On Zhongnan Mountain, those disciples who did not participate in the fight all gasped when they saw this purple dragon.

Is this the legendary real dragon?

It is said that Wu Jiuyin can bring out the real dragon. Today is an eye-opener.

The monster was also attracted by the true dragon soul, and the smile on its face disappeared and became extremely solemn again.