The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

"What?"

Nie Ping's expression changed slightly.

He originally thought that this young man's cultivation base was superficial, and he was only considered as an ordinary person, who could be destroyed easily.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the young man suddenly opened his mouth, and a white light shot out, like a white sword!

The sword light is sharp!

Contains sword intent!

Compared with the Taoism of the upper level of Daoyin, it is especially superior!

It was even three points more powerful than the arrows fired from the five crossbow beds!

But it still wasn't enough to kill him!

"break!"

With cold eyes, Nie Ping stretched out his hand.

This seemingly sharp sword light.

It was suddenly broken by him!

Then he raised his hand again, and wanted to kill Zhuang Ming again!

And Zhuang Ming raised his head, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Nie Ping's heart suddenly trembled.

Puff!

The protective mana surrounding the body is easily broken!

His back suddenly hurt!

It was as if he had been hacked a few times!

He opened his mouth, and a shadow surrounded him.

——

"I never thought of killing you with this sword, nor did I think of protecting myself with it. I just stopped you for a moment."

Zhuang Ming let out a long breath, only to feel the emptiness in his body.

The zhenqi accumulated for many days burst out.

Where the atrium is located, the true energy is empty.

Only 70% of the true energy in Dantian is left.

He burst out with this sword, only thinking of delaying for a while.

Sure enough, even if he had the sword intent of Bai Shengjun of Jusheng Mountain in his heart.

But after all, the true energy is too weak, the way is too shallow, and the time to accumulate it is not long enough.

Although this sword is powerful, it still can't hurt Jindan Daoist.

It can only slow down the opponent's attack.

Just such a delay, the ending is set.

——

"Asshole..."

Nie Ping lowered his head.

The dragon's claw pinched him.

And the claws pierced his viscera.

The divine power of the dragon and the sharpness of the dragon's claws easily tore apart his mana and pierced his flesh.

His eyes were full of unwillingness.

He used to be high-spirited and traveled the world, but the reason why he came here was to subdue a mount, not to die.

And this flood dragon is indeed as expected before, a great monster at the beginning, lower than itself.

But why in the end, he was here and lost his life?

"The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the strength."

Zhuang Ming said flatly: "Strength is the key to victory, not the only one."

The level of cultivation is not the same as the level of combat power.

In ordinary martial arts, being strong does not mean being invincible.

Strength, skill, agility, timing, location, etc., can all be the factors that determine the outcome.

Unless the difference in cultivation base is too large, resulting in a power drop of ten sessions.

But at the same level, although Nie Ping's cultivation was higher than Jiaolong's, it was still not enough to form the suppression of one force and ten sessions.

Nie Ping, a Jindan real person who has practiced for more than a hundred years, is indeed powerful and can use all his abilities, but after all, he is not as meticulous as Zhuang Mingyun's Jiaolong, who can calculate all the power and use it carefully. Go to every beneficial aspect, so as to bring it into full play.

It's not that Nie Ping is too stupid, it's just that as a practitioner, he is focused on cultivating the road, and only seeks breakthroughs in cultivation, rather than studying the application of fighting skills.

After all, when he spends time studying the methods of fighting, he can use his magic power to the fullest... Maybe the energy and time spent in it will be enough for him to cultivate further, so that he can break the magic with strength and become stronger .

"This seat...is not convinced..."

Nie Ping opened his mouth, and the blood couldn't stop gushing out.

He was not willing to reconcile, although cultivation base is not equal to combat power, this dragon is indeed not inferior to him by virtue of its strong body, but he used the Dao method of heart fire, which is stronger, and he could have suppressed it so that he could slay the dragon of.

But from the very beginning, he was poisoned unknowingly. Although the toxicity was too small for him, he could refine the poison in an instant, but when he was refining, he was injured by Jiaolong and lost his originality. machine, falling behind.

Then came the general trend of feng shui, almost like a formation to help.

Then came five mortal crossbow beds, constantly harassing them!

He was originally higher than Jiaolong.

But because of these three, he lost.

Poison, feng shui, crossbow arrows.

These three are all ordinary external forces, and they are not in the eyes of him, a real person who is above the world.

But evenly matched, evenly matched, this trivial external force became the last straw that overwhelmed him, allowing Jiaolong to beat him.

If it wasn't for external force, how could he lose?

How could he lose based on his ability alone.

Pooh!

Flood dragon clawed more and more forcefully, the tip of the claw penetrated him completely.

Zhuang Ming looked calm, and said: "External force is also force, just like your magic weapon, as long as you can borrow it and turn it into your own use, it is a skill, what else do you object to?"

Nie Ping's eyes gradually dimmed.

Being able to borrow strength is a skill.

If this flood dragon was just a monster in the mountains, it wouldn't have the wisdom to draw on.

But it was able to cooperate with this crippled young man with the help of ordinary power, which shows that its intelligence is extremely high, far higher than that of ordinary big monsters.

Wisdom is also its ability.

What's wrong with you?

It's just... After all, I'm still not reconciled.

The real person who was about to subdue his mount, lost his life, only sighed softly, and his breath gradually became low.

At this moment, a blazing light burst out from his eyes.

Even if it is death, it cannot be so humiliated!

Just when he was running the golden core!

There was a sudden emptiness!

Nie Ping raised his head, opened his mouth, and his pupils were dilated.

The golden core has been taken out from his dantian by the dragon's claw.

——

"Essence, energy and spirit are united, condensed with mana, Dao Yin is the foundation, it is a golden elixir, eternal and immortal, and harmonious."

Zhuang Ming looked at the golden pill with fiery eyes.

But he had a thought.

Jiaolong opened his mouth.

The golden core was swallowed by the dragon in one gulp.

Although it is not comparable to the divine stone transformed by the dragon eyes, it is also a rare treasure in the world.

Long Ruo is greedy and eats all the heavens.

Within the heavens, there is nothing that can't be eaten if it has aura.

All food can be turned into one's own use!

After obtaining this golden elixir, Jiaolong will refine it, and his cultivation will be able to reach a higher level.

"finally……"

Zhuang Ming sat down paralyzed and closed his eyes slightly.

But my heart still throbs.

Zhen Qi is still turbulent.

He was still uneasy.

His brows gradually wrinkled.

"The variables have settled down, why are they still throbbing?"

Zhuang Ming's heart was awe-inspiring.

The Dongsheng Dynasty belonged to the blessed land of Jushengshan, and there was no practitioner except him.

Nie Ping is a character who shouldn't appear outside this world, and is a variable in his layout and planning.

As an overseas practitioner, this person has little knowledge of Jushengshan blessed land, and it is unpredictable to come here after hearing about the dragon.

But after Song Tianyuan's change in Xuancheng, he took precautions and made preparations in advance.

This fairy-like existence, the comer was not kind, dared to offend the villa, but was also killed by him.

He killed the enemy.

And suppressed the secular world.

Why are you still uneasy?

"Is it possible..."

He opened his eyes, eyes burning.

Double doom?

There are two variables?

Was it not just one person who came after hearing the news?

He stretched out his hand for a move, and immediately saw the dragon shrink in size and fell into his hand.

Nie Ping's body fell into the pond.

Moment passed.

The throbbing in his heart became more and more intense.

It seems that the doom is getting closer.

He only felt throbbing in his body, but felt no threat.

On the contrary, with the body of a flood dragon, he has a wide range of perception, and gradually feels that the crisis is approaching.

Zhuang Ming took a deep breath, his thoughts moved slightly, and suddenly he threw the dragon upwards.

Immediately, the wind and cloud gathered, and the dragon stretched his long body, climbed to the sky, and looked down at the common people.

"Your Majesty is here to visit, why don't you show up?"

——

The wind and cloud gather, and the dragon swims away.

With a radius of hundreds of miles, you can have a panoramic view.

And in Zhongdingfu, Yaocheng is located.

I saw an old man in a Taoist robe, walking like the wind, coming from overseas, passing Yaocheng, stopping for a moment, then walking slowly towards Zhongwangshan.

He had a faint breath and was quite inconspicuous.

But when Jiaolong flew into the sky, his eyes were full of light, and he looked up, and landed on Jiaolong across tens of miles.

And Jiaolong also sensed the prying eyes, and looked at the old man in an instant.

——

"A very strong dragon."

The old man in Taoist robe showed some emotion.

He withdrew his breath and came in hiding. He never thought that he would be exposed so easily.

In desperation, he patted lightly, and the breeze blew, causing him to rise into the air.

Tens of miles away, just a moment away.

At his feet is Zhongwang Mountain.

The Qianlong Villa, which is almost in ruins, is shocking.

There is a powerful force left in the battle like a fairy.

——

Zhuang Ming's expression was normal, he stretched out his hand and made a move.

The dragon descended from the sky, turned into a length of Zhang Xu, coiled around his body, lifted the dragon's head, and looked at the old man.

"In today's world, I thought that practitioners would be extinct. I didn't expect that today, one after another, there will be Taoist real people at the Jindan level."

Zhuang Ming smiled slightly and looked forward.

Jiaolong opened his mouth and spat out.

The wind suddenly picked up.

Clean up the mess.

The fragments of the stone table condensed into one.

"Please sit down."

Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand to invite.

The old Taoist fell down slowly and stood with his hands behind his back.

——

On the mountainside.

"Why is there another one?"

"Such immortal gods with great magic power have always been only in legends. How come one after another came today."

"So what about the gods? Didn't Lord Long just slaughter one?"

"Heavenly Mystery Crossbow is ready!"

"There are not many crossbow arrows."

Liu Quan said in a low voice: "I didn't collect many crossbow arrows that day, many of them were shot just now, and they all turned into ashes. There are less than twenty arrows left."

Lu He's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's talk after shooting."

As a master of martial arts, he also has extremely good eyesight.

Although it is a power beyond the mortal world.

But he could still see that the Divine Crossbow of Heaven's Mystery was not the key to victory or defeat.

The key is the power of Dragon Lord!

The middle-aged man just now was in a stalemate with the dragon's divine power, evenly matched.

The feng shui general trend of Qianlong Villa, as well as the divine crossbow of heaven and earth, are the help of Lord Long.

Although the assistance is not strong, for the existence of such a fairy god series, it is even a tiny amount of power.

But in an evenly matched situation, the Dragon Lord can win!

"If this old man is stronger than that person just now, even a hundred divine crossbows will be useless."

"If this old man is weaker than the Dragon Lord, the Divine Crossbow of Heaven's Secret will not matter."

"The Godly Crossbow of Heaven's Mystery is in the world, and it is frightening to hear, but in the face of such characters, its effect is minimal. It is only to harass the opponent and give the Dragon Lord a little help."

Lu He tilted his head slightly, and replied, "Since there are not many crossbow bolts left, you can play by ear, and I will go down the mountain."

Although at this level of competition, the strength of a martial arts master is still ordinary power, but at least it is not weak, and it may not be useless to protect the young master's side.

——

Within the ruins of the villa.

The two sat opposite each other.

Across the empty stone table.

The stone table was already extremely clean after passing through the residual power of mana.

The flowers in the courtyard were also destroyed.

There is no longer the fragrance of "soothing the nerves".

The old man was looking at Zhuang Ming, more at Jiaolong.

And Zhuang Ming was also looking at each other.

He is more than a few years old, dressed in Taoist attire, with white hair and a childlike face, looking like a fairy.

Although the breath is restrained, Jiaolong can still sense it, and its cultivation level is still higher than that of Nie Ping.

Even, this old Taoist paid a huge price compared to the momentum of burning fire, and Nie Ping, who has improved his strength, is even better.

At this moment, there must not be many arrows from the Divine Crossbow of Heaven's Secret, and more than half of the villa has been destroyed, the water circulating outside has gradually dissipated, and nine out of ten of the benefits of Feng Shui have disappeared.

"Senior came from overseas?"

"Exactly."

"It's also because of the dragon?"

"good."

The old man moved his gaze away from Jiaolong, and landed on the young man. His eyes moved down, and across the stone table, he saw his blood-suffering legs.

Zhuang Ming's expression was normal, it was a fact that his legs were disabled.

However, what he thought of at this moment was doom, so he couldn't help but sigh.

The Dongsheng Dynasty, because of the blessed place of gathering holy mountains, had very little contact with overseas countries, which can be regarded as very closed.

He raised Jiaolong and defeated more than 20,000 Zhennan troops. This matter was originally a fantasy, and the government began to suppress such remarks. In the Dongsheng Dynasty, it may not be widely spread.

However, the Dongsheng Dynasty was so closed, but the matter still spread overseas.

And in a short time, it spread to the ears of the two great practitioners.

Then two Jindan real people were attracted.

Of course, to Zhuang Ming, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, no matter how closed it is, but as long as there is still contact with the outside world, it is not so unbelievable that it will spread overseas. As for Jindan Daoist, his cultivation base is very high and his perception is extremely strong. It is not impossible to walk on the sea and perceive what ordinary people are talking about.

He originally thought, after all, this is the blessed place of Jusheng Mountain, and practitioners dare not set foot on it.

However, these two golden elixir real people are so daring, they listened to the story of the flood dragon told by mortals, and dared to set foot in Jushengshan blessed land just because of a rumor.

The one just now was because he didn't know the blessed land of Jushen Mountain.

And this one, I am afraid that he took a risk and came here at a risk.

If it is not doomed, how can it be so?

——

"I heard that a flood dragon came out of this place, and it was raised by one person."

The old Taoist said slowly: "I thought this person was also a practitioner, but I never thought that it was just the beginning of true energy... I don't know if you are driving the flood dragon or obeying the order of the flood dragon, but, you know, this is Jusheng Mountain blessed land?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Ming had a strange look on his face.

He heard the tone quite familiar.

Does it sound like the tone I used to scare that real Nie Ping just now?

At this moment, Zhuang Ming's expression did not change, he just nodded and said: "I heard a little bit."

The old Taoist spoke slowly, tapping the stone table in front of him lightly.

"Forbidden to set foot in the blessed land of the holy mountain, outsiders, otherwise, they will be beheaded!"

"From my point of view, this flood dragon should have had the opportunity to transform in this blessed land, so it can barely be considered a native."

"But even so, the existences born in the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain, which are beyond the secular world, are also not tolerated by Jusheng Mountain."

"Foreign practitioners will be killed by the Holy Jushen Mountain! And within the blessed land, those who practice self-cultivation must also withdraw from the blessed land of the Jushen Mountain. If they do not retreat, they will inevitably be robbed!"

"According to the logic, you and this dragon are already among the ranks of cultivators. If you are self-cultivating and not outsiders, you may be able to save your life if you escape from the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain, but you should never, never should. The flood dragon sweeps away all armies, and you use this force to frighten the mortal dynasty."

"In this way, the order of Jusheng Mountain has been violated."

"If Jusheng Mountain detects it, I am afraid that neither you nor Jiaolong will escape doom."

The old Taoist spoke slowly, stroked his beard slightly, and looked dignified.

Zhuang Ming suddenly laughed, and asked: "What method does senior have, to save me in this critical situation?"

The old Taoist said slowly: "This old man comes from the Taiyuan Sect of the Heavenly Imperial Blessed Land, and has always been on good terms with Jusheng Mountain. If you and Jiaolong want to survive, then entrust the Jiaolong to the old man... If this Jiaolong belongs to me, Taiyuanzong protects the mountain The divine beast, relying on the friendship between Taiyuanzong and the Jushengshan family, may be able to make an exception and save its life."

Zhuang Ming said lightly: "Senior, what do you mean, I must let Jiaolong surrender to you?"

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said, "It's not that this old man wants to subdue this dragon, but that this old man is saving you."

Zhuang Ming said calmly: "But when I see senior, it seems that I can't protect myself."

The old man's hand froze suddenly.

Zhuang Ming said indifferently: "Senior, do you know that this is the blessed place of Jusheng Mountain?"

The old hand slowly put down, his face gradually changed.

"In the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain, foreign practitioners are forbidden to set foot!"

"No matter what the status of the senior is, which immortal sect he came from, he is still a foreigner. Once he is inspected by Jusheng Mountain, he will not escape a sword."

"So, how can senior save me?"

Zhuang Ming said calmly, the qi in the dantian circulated and gradually entered the atrium.

The old man's face became more and more ugly.

"You are not an ordinary practitioner."

The old Taoist pondered slightly, and said, "Who are you?"

Zhuang Ming looked solemn, and said, "The thirteenth true disciple of Bai Shengjun in Jusheng Mountain, Zhuang Ming."

When the voice fell, his eyes were fixed, and he suddenly said a word.

A wisp of white air condenses like a sword.

Go straight to the old man's face!

Hunyuan One Qi Sword!

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