The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

No one expected that Taoist Cihang would be the first to take action. They watched the rays of light flowing on the palm of his hand, and in an instant it enveloped the giant sword.

There was a nervous expression on the faces of those who explained the teaching, as if they thought this was the time to decide the outcome with one move. If the sword intent gathered by the yellow dragon was not dispersed in one fell swoop, there would be no chance in the next second.

Just as the rays of light were about to wrap around the giant sword, a golden light suddenly bloomed from the body of the giant sword and stabbed towards Taoist Cihang's dharma body.

Not only do we not retreat, but we also move forward?

The giant sword and the huge palm collided instantly, and ripples of spiritual power visible to the naked eye bloomed from the sky.

Even the restrictions set by the saint had a slight fluctuation. Everyone watching this scene couldn't help but be stunned. It was obvious that they had never seen such a scene.

"Why is it so powerful?" He remembered Fairy Biyun's doubtful voice. Ao Fan didn't even look at it at this time. He just watched with relish what happened to Taoist Cihang and Huanglong who were fighting in the sky. The long sword transformed by sword intention.

"This is expected. It is true that Huang Long is a quasi-sage, but Taoist Cihang is not as simple as it seems on the surface. This man's blessings are so profound that no one can match him now or in the future."

"Do you remember the lotus platform at her feet?" Ao Fan looked at Fairy Biyun with a smile and asked.

"What is that?" Fairy Biyun has never seen anything like that, and it is a little different to say that it is a golden lotus of merit.

"It's a lotus platform, but it's just different from the twelve-grade golden lotus of merit in the hands of the Second Saint from the West. It's different from the one in my hand."

"Our lotus platforms are all born innately and are not purely condensed by ourselves. The nine-grade lotus platform under the feet of Taoist Cihang is the transformation of her own merits and wishes. When she completes her ambition, this thing will be her enlightenment. thing."

Hearing what Ao Fan said, Fairy Biyun was immediately stunned. Her eyes were full of horror. She stared blankly at the ninth-grade lotus platform under the Dharma Body. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Brother Wang means that Sister Cihang has condensed her own path to enlightenment just by relying on the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal?"

Ao Xin looked at the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform under the Dharma Body with some surprise at this time. At this time, she was surprised in her heart. It sounded so powerful.

"That's right." Ao Fan nodded.

At this time, Fairy Biyun suddenly realized why Taoist Cihang, who was only in the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, could actually fight Huang Long. She originally thought that Huanglong was holding back, but in fact, Taoist Cihang himself His cultivation isn't too bad either.

After a moment of stalemate between the sword and the palm, they finally separated and retreated. At this time, a ray of sword intent was entangled in the palm of the dharma body, and it could not be dispersed for a while.

Taoist Cihang knew that unless Huang Long took action, he could only keep this sword intention like this.

Feeling helpless in his heart, Taoist Cihang's dharma body suddenly opened his palms, countless rays of light began to gather, and a formation unfolded in front of him.

As the formation unfolded, countless spiritual powers in the formation began to slowly gather and derive.

In the giant sword, Huang Long opened his eyes suddenly, and then looked at the formation that suddenly appeared in front of him with some surprise, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

I didn't expect that Taoist Cihang had such tricks.

I saw Taoist Cihang's Dharmakaya move his wrist, and then he saw the formations in front of him begin to spread out and disperse towards the surroundings.

In an instant, the giant sword transformed by Huang Long was surrounded by eight formations.

As the arrangement of the formation was completed, the Bagua runes in the core of the formation began to glow with a faint golden light, and everyone heard the sound of chains being pulled in an instant.

When his eyes fell on the eight formations, he saw red-hot chains rushing out from the formations and wrapping around the giant sword.

But in the blink of an eye, eight chains were wrapped around the giant sword. As the chains wrapped around them, they tightened instantly, leaving Huang Long no chance to resist.

Looking at the giant sword chained in mid-air, everyone couldn't help but feel cold, while everyone in Chanjiao had smiles on their faces, as if they had seen the scene where Huanglong was locked.

The chain was filled with thunder and fire, and it was obviously not as simple as simply locking the giant sword that Huang Long had transformed into.

The dharma body's eyes were fixed on the giant sword, but he couldn't tell what the dharma body's eyes meant.

"Is this under control?" Pingtian couldn't help but feel confused as he watched the chains tightly entwining the giant sword that Huang Long had transformed into mid-air.

This lack of reaction is really unlike Huang Long's approach. Fuhai on the side also had a puzzled look on his face, and was obviously confused by Huang Long's reaction at this time.

There is no point in resisting at all. Is it possible that you are afraid of hurting Taoist Cihang?

Just when everyone was confused and everyone was happy, light suddenly bloomed from the entangled giant sword, as if it wanted to break free from the shackles of the chain.

Taoist Cihang controlled what happened at this time, forming a seal with one hand, and a rune appeared on his hand, and he printed it towards the giant sword without any hesitation.

At this critical moment, the light of the giant sword locked by the chain suddenly increased by several levels, and an illusory sword shadow separated from the giant sword at a speed that exceeded everyone's expectations.

I saw that Taoist Cihang's Dharma body stagnated at this time. Apparently, he did not expect that Huanglong could break free from the chains and separate the sword shadow.

The power above the sword shadow was no worse than the giant sword that Huang Long had condensed before. It just emerged and got rid of the shackles of the chain. He stabbed towards Taoist Cihang's body.

The runes in the palm of the dharma body were immediately printed towards the sword shadow.

The tip of the sword touched the rune, and in just a moment, countless rays of light emanated from the tip of the sword, but the power of the sword did not weaken.

There was a "click" sound, and everyone looked at the rune in mid-air. At this time, countless cracks appeared on it.

Then there was a loud "boom", and the runes were instantly dispersed by the sword, and the power above the sword shadow actually became more powerful.

The tip of the sword was in front of the body in an instant, but before it hit the body, it was blocked by a layer of faint rays of light. Although the rays of light were extremely light, it was like a chasm in the sky.

"This power of merit seems to be a bit too strong." Fairy Biyun said with a frown.

"This can't be accomplished by virtue of merit alone. It also requires luck, but it's not a problem for Huanglong." Ao Fan shook his head and laughed.

At this moment, the sword shadow suddenly trembled, and then several sword shadows were separated. In an instant, several sword shadows appeared in front of the Dharma Body chest of Taoist Cihang.

The place surrounded by the shadow of the sword is the position where Taoist Cihang just integrated into the Dharmakaya.