The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

As the voice came, a golden light flashed, and a hand instantly grasped the sword light.

In just a moment, the sword intent above the golden light swept across. The already powerful power increased several times in an instant, and a sword hilt condensed out.

"Huanglong!?"

Recalling an exclamation, the face of the Antarctic Immortal suddenly changed, and then he made a hand seal with his hands. The white light on his body was instantly released, and a huge dharma body suddenly appeared behind the Antarctic Immortal.

The huge palm tried to penetrate the barrier and swept towards Huang Long holding the sword light.

A ray of sword intent swept over and drove away the huge palm in an instant, and a smile appeared on the corner of Huang Long's mouth.

"Interesting, Antarctic Immortal, your technique is a bit unexpected, but it is full after all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Long, who was holding the sword light, suddenly took a step forward. In the horrified eyes of everyone, he instantly pierced the golden light pouring down from the twelve-grade golden lotus.

The sword light suddenly spread out among the four Taoist guides, and the Antarctic Immortal with an ugly expression drove his body to protect the four people.

But everything was exactly the same as what Huang Long said just now, and he was a step too late after all.

A ray of sword light instantly passed through the protection of the dharma body and fell on the arm of Taoist Ran Deng.

A stream of blood burst out instantly, and the world fell into silence. The face of the Ran Deng Taoist was full of horror, and he stared at Huang Long in shock.

The blood contained a little bit of golden light and fell to the ground without any obstruction, followed by half of the arm.

The land beneath his feet was stained with the blood of a quasi-sage for the first time.

Taoist Jie Yin came to his senses, and a golden light instantly protected Taoist Ran Deng's broken forearm. Taoist Ran Deng's face was already extremely pale at this time.

Taoist Zhunti immediately struck out with a palm. Huang Long's eyes flashed with light. He took a step back to avoid the palm. As for the sword light in his hand, all the light had dissipated.

With a faint smile on his face, Huang Long looked at the four of them and said, "It's still a pity."

These words fell on the ears of the Antarctic Immortal, and his body suddenly trembled. He naturally knew what Huang Long was regretting, that is, not killing the four of them with one sword.

The Immortal Killing Formation in the sky was already a little loose due to the excessive wear and tear of the four immortal swords. Not long after, it completely collapsed.

And Huang Long waved one hand, occupying the magpie's nest, and instantly summoned the Four Swords of Killing Immortals in front of him.

Taoist Duobao didn't say much when he saw this, and allowed Huang Long to summon the Four Swords of Zhuxian. After all, he was the strongest swordsman in the world, so he would not insult these four swords. It might even be more powerful than what he used.

The four fairy swords trembled slightly, as if they were suppressing the killing intent on their swords, and they stared at the four people who were leading the Taoist, with a cold light flashing in their eyes.

Huang Long stretched out his hand and tapped the sword lightly, looked at the four Taoist guides and said with a smile: "Do you think this envoy can kill you with these four long swords?"

The Taoist who received the invitation looked slightly cold and said in a cold voice: "I don't think so."

As soon as he finished speaking, the twelve-grade golden lotus began to spin rapidly, and countless golden lights rolled towards the Huanglong. Then he saw that Huanglong had already raised four swords and slashed towards the golden light.

The powerful sword intention and the golden light were entangled for a while, and they were so inseparable that they couldn't tell the winner.

On the other hand, Huang Long didn't look concerned at all on his face at this time, just looking at the Taoist.

As if he was aware of it, Huang Long suddenly took action and brushed the Zhuxian Sword with his palm. He saw that the Zhuxian Sword did not stab Taoist Jieyin, but instead stabbed towards the sky.

Seeing Huang Long's movements, Fu Hai was slightly startled, and looked up at the sky, feeling a little curious in his heart.

A large amount of rays of light appeared in the sky out of thin air, and then the holy power spread and pressed down on the Zhuxian Sword. In an instant, the Zhuxian Sword stopped steadily in mid-air.

The rays of light slowly gathered together, and a figure gradually emerged, followed by a voice.

"Huang Long, let's stop."

"Master!?" Antarctic Immortal's face lit up, and the disciples of Chanjiao in the Xiqi Camp were also slightly stunned at this time, and then their faces looked overjoyed.

Master takes action!

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the sky, Huang Long's eyes flashed with light, and then he said, "What if it's this envoy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light hit the Immortal Killing Sword. It was a big seal.

"Fan Tianyin?"

With a flash of light in his eyes, Huang Long knew that it was Guang Chengzi who had taken action. With a sneer on his lips, he controlled the Immortal Killing Sword from the air and stabbed Fan Tianyin.

"Guangchengzi! If you don't ring your big bell at the mountain gate, what are you doing here?"

As the sound fell, the Immortal Killing Sword and the Fantian Seal collided fiercely, and then a circle of light spread out and swept towards the surroundings.

One sword and one seal were stagnant in mid-air. Huang Long smiled slightly, waved his arm, and the Immortal Killing Sword shot towards the sky, directly catching the colorful rays of light in the sky.

Then a beast roar came from the sky, and another big seal pressed down on the Immortal Killing Sword.

"It's the Dragon and Tiger Seal of Master Lingbao!"

Taoist Duobao saw the two large seals blocking the two swords he taught, and he couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

At present, two of the Twelve Golden Immortals are taking action, and together with the Yuanshi Tianzun in the sky, I am afraid that all the masters of the teachings have already arrived.

Sure enough, when the two fairy swords were blocked, Huang Long stopped taking action. Instead, he swept his eyes across the sky and said coldly: "Don't hide here and there, come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the rays of light in the sky began to slowly disperse. Yuanshi Tianzun was in the middle, and there were several figures beside him. Looking around, he saw that there were not many disciples of Chanjiao, and most of them Huanglong could recognize them. .

Counting those in the Xiqi camp, all the eleven golden immortals were already present. Except for Yun Zhongzi, who died early, all the elites of the Chan Cult were already present.

Looking at this scene, Huang Long's lips slightly raised, and a strange feeling flashed through his heart.

"Everyone has come. How long has it been since Chanjiao has seen such a formation?" Huang Long said with a smile. However, although the people in the sky were angry, the master beside them did not speak. Naturally, they did not Dare to speak more.

Yuan Shi Tianzun glanced at Huang Long, hesitated for a moment, waved his hand, and the raging sword intent disappeared in an instant. Seeing this, the four leading Taoists also hurriedly evacuated.

Looking at the Second Saint of the West who came to him, Yuanshi Tianzun actually had a slight apology on his face and said, "Thank you both."

The Second Saint of the West clasped his hands together, bowed slightly and said nothing, and did not protect Taoist Ran Deng. The two of them were already a little resentful at this time.

Huang Long's move was really unorganized.