This wilderness is too dangerous

"Boom!!!"

In a secret room for cultivation in the Yuanchu Temple, Yuan Lian sat cross-legged, and four lotus platforms in front of him floated in the air.

Infinite light bloomed, the black light of the world-destroying black lotus shone, and the infinite destructive power surged. The remaining mark of Luo Hou instinctively urged the innate spiritual ban to resist Yuan Lian's refining.

It can be said that this world-destroying black lotus is the most difficult to refine among the several lotus platforms he encountered.

The Pure World White Lotus is his transformed body, a companion spirit treasure, and he is born to control it.

Although the Karma Fire Red Lotus also resisted, it was instinctive resistance. In the end, it was successfully refined under the action of the Chaos Green Lotus Origin.

The difficulty of the Creation Green Lotus lies in the way of finding it. In order to find the Creation Green Lotus, he fought several times and fought with his life, but it was not difficult to refine it at all, but he cooperated abnormally.

In addition, he also had more offspring, which can be said to be a double happiness.

Only the black lotus seeds at this moment made him feel more difficult.

Although Luohou died and turned into the will of the devil, and escaped from the prehistoric world, his remaining mark was still extremely tenacious.

But fortunately, Yuanlian was not a pushover. The spiritual light of the Creation Green Lotus surged, and the majestic and boundless Chaos Green Lotus Origin permeated. While erasing Luohou's mark, it was also calling on the original power of the Black Lotus.

The flames of the Karma Fire Red Lotus shone brightly, and the Karma Fire rose up, completely wrapping the Black Lotus, burning the stubborn will all the time.

Although the Black Lotus also bloomed the fire of annihilation and resisted stubbornly, Yuanlian believed that he must be the final winner.

He was never afraid of competing for consumption. He had an endless supply of mana to replenish, but the Black Lotus consumed less and less.

Compared with the relatively gentle suppression and consumption methods of the Green Lotus and the Red Lotus, the Pure World White Lotus exploded more.

The Pure World spiritual light seemed to be naturally incompatible with destruction, and water and fire could not coexist.

Every time a ray of pure spiritual light surged out, it would make a violent explosion and erupt with a terrifying impact when it collided with destruction.

The previous roar was also caused by the collision of the pure spiritual light, trying to purify Luohou's imprint.

However, although it exploded, the effect was also very obvious.

Under the impact of the pure spiritual light, the spiritual light of the black lotus of destruction dimmed with a visible change.

"Once it falls into my hands, it is mine!"

"Don't say that Luohou has fallen. Even if he has not fallen, I will erase the traces of his imprint!"

Yuan Lian's eyes flashed with a trace of determination.

Groups of three-light holy water surrounded him. He desperately urged the three lotus platforms, and the vast universe-like mana was also consumed at a terrifying speed.

Whenever the mana was about to be exhausted, he would gently open his mouth, and a fist-sized group of three-light holy water would directly flow into his stomach and be swallowed.

The boundless aura of good fortune surged, and quickly filled up the mana.

This was a tug-of-war of attrition.

This was also a war that was destined for Yuanlian's victory!

The process was nothing more than consuming some time and a large amount of Sanguang Divine Water.

But Yuanlian didn't care, whether it was a thousand years or ten thousand years, whether it was a thousand drops or ten thousand drops!

He slowly closed his eyes, forgot about time, forgot about space, and immersed himself in this tug-of-war.

...

Time passed slowly, and a thousand years passed in a blink of an eye.

On the other hand, Yuanlian was still immersed in refining the black lotus, but the East China Sea was in trouble.

In the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, the waves were still surging, but the originally blue sea water turned dark green, and faintly exuded a pungent and unpleasant smell.

Obviously, this was infected by a kind of highly toxic water, and the poison was endless.

Above the sea, the void twisted into a crack, and a figure walked out of it.

"How dare you! Who is this? How dare you pollute the waters of the East China Sea!"

A roar of rage resounded through the four seas. Zhulong looked at the East China Sea that had been ruined beyond recognition, and his eyes burst into endless anger.

Yes, it was Zhulong, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan who had returned from the Heavenly Court, who appeared here.

It was a coincidence that when Zhulong went to the Heavenly Court for help, he happened to meet Yuanlian, and all the Taiyi Jinxian and Jinxian-level dragon clan strongmen of the entire dragon clan were slaughtered.

When Zhulong returned, he was also full of resentment, but he could do nothing.

He could only train the children of the Dragon Clan again, but he never thought that the Heavenly Dao would be born again. As a subordinate of the Heavenly Court, how could he not participate?

Just because he was a member of the Dragon Clan, he changed his previous domineering behavior and became low-key and peaceful.

In that war, it was better to defeat the enemy than to show off and focus on self-defense.

But despite his carefulness, he was also seriously injured, and was finally taken to the Heavenly Palace by Taiyi.

After recovering from his injuries, Zhulong, who was worried about the dragon clan, said goodbye and rushed back to the East China Sea, but he was still a step late.

The terrifying Taiyi pressure swept across trillions of miles, and Zhulong's mighty divine thoughts spread out.

In an instant, he locked onto the audacious god!

"How dare you use the vitality of my dragon clan to heal your wounds? I will definitely grind you to ashes, torture your soul for 10,000 yuan, and let you die in pain!"

The divine thoughts swept over, and a picture appeared in Zhulong's eyes.

In the depths of a sea area, a sacred figure in a dark green robe sat upright, and the poisonous water that polluted the endless sea area of ​​the East China Sea came from him.

"Huh? Zhulong, he didn't die!" The sacred figure was awakened by Zhulong's malicious divine thoughts, and said in a surprised tone.

He took a step forward and instantly came to the surface of the sea, facing Zhulong.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be Fellow Taoist Zhulong. You have escaped the disaster. What a blessing!" Fuyou said with a holy smile.

Zhulong, however, did not smile at all. His eyes filled with endless chill and overwhelming murderous intent stared at Fuyou, and said in a cold tone:

"You were severely injured by Hongjun and could have healed on your own. However, in order to speed up the recovery of your injuries, you polluted the veins of the East China Sea and devoured the vitality of the trillions of people of our Dragon Clan to replenish yourself."

"Do you think that I, the leader of the Dragon Clan, am dead?"

Fuyou did not refute, and still said indifferently:

"A group of spirits who have not even become golden immortals can provide me with a little vitality. That is the glory of their lives."

"Fellow Taoist Zhulong, you and I, our sacred lords, why would you worry about a bunch of ants?"

It has to be said that although his thoughts do not represent all innate saints, a handful of innate saints do think this way.

Innate saints, supreme and noble, are born to carry part of the laws of heaven and earth, and have boundless luck, which is far beyond the comparison of those inborn creatures.

Take Taoism as an example. Those with the lowest innate holiness are born as golden immortals. As long as they don't perish, becoming Taiyi is almost a sure thing.

But the souls born after tomorrow, even if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth are rich and the laws are active, those who can practice to the golden immortal level are extremely talented, and they are rare beings.

If you want to achieve the Taiyi Dao Fruit, it is even more difficult to find one person among the trillions.

Therefore, in Fuyou's eyes, these creatures and monsters that could not reach the Golden Immortal had no meaning. They could add a little bit of vitality to heal his wounds, which was the greatest expression of their value.

Zhulong sneered, "Ah, ant! Is this why you devoured the trillions of people of my dragon tribe and poisoned the waters of my East China Sea?"

After hearing this, Fuyou paused and said with a smile: "This is indeed my fault. When I was healing my wounds, I didn't check for any leakage of water poison."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and all the green energy in the sky was taken into the palm of his hand. However, the boundless sea water still glowed with a faint green light.

"I have eliminated the water poison. The infected sea area will be completely dissipated in at most a hundred yuan."

"Moreover, it will never affect the survival of creatures in the sea. Are you satisfied with this?"

Zhulong looked at Fuyou expressionlessly,

"Satisfied? Of course you are satisfied...because I will crush you to ashes with my own hands, and the true spirit of your soul will torture you for 10,000 Yuanhui!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhulong's boundless magic power vibrated, and Qingtian pressed it down with a palm.

Fuyou, who had just heard the first half of Zhulong's sentence, showed a faint smile before he could speak. The next moment, Zhulong's surging and boundless magical power came over, and Fuyou's face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted angrily:

"Zhulong, I respect you as a sacred person, and that's why I'm giving you three points. Are you afraid that you should be regarded as my own person?"

Fuyou immediately punched out with his backhand. The violent and boundless magic power carried the avenue of poison, which was unparalleled in strength.

boom! ! !

The surging mana collided, and the Law Avenue east bombarded, causing a huge wave of waves in an instant.

The sea water rolled back and seemed to turn into the sky, roaring and roaring.

"kill!"

The two of them shouted in unison and rushed towards each other.

The sacred heart is indestructible. Since you are determined to fight, there will be no hesitation.

Fuyou's eyes were fierce, and when he raised his hand, he could see countless magical powers, with a faint light shining, and at the same time, there was water and energy.

"With the Law of Poison and the Law of Water, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant and make enemies of our Dragon Clan on the East China Sea!"

After only one fight, Zhulong figured out his whereabouts.

"However, our Dragon Clan is the source and controller of the Great Road of Water. Among the four seas, the Dragon Clan is the only master of water veins!"

"Die!"

Zhulong roared angrily to vent the murderous intent in his heart. Not only were trillions of creatures devoured and the infinite waters poisoned, but also the resentment of the thousands of Jinxian people and the only remaining Taiyi people who had fallen.

He has been holding it in for tens of thousands of years, with nowhere to vent it, and today he vented it all.

Boom!

It seems as if it is true as Zhulong said, all the laws of water veins in the four seas are controlled by Zhulong, taking over all the power of the laws of water veins controlled by Fuyou.

Then, with his boundless killing intent, he blasted down!

"How...how could this happen! Fellow Taoist Zhulong, spare your life, I am willing to apologize!"

Fuyou's face was startled, the infinite laws stirred up, and the avenue of poison turned into boundless green mist and enveloped himself.

There was no way, the only innate spiritual treasure he had was destroyed by Hongjun's range attack, which made him who was already not rich even worse.

This was also the reason why he did not hesitate to devour living creatures, just to speed up the recovery of his injuries. After all, being severely injured and without a spiritual treasure to protect him made him feel very insecure.

But he didn't expect that this would lead to his death.

"Apologise, your death is the best apology to the Dragon Clan!"

Zhulong's murderous intention is overwhelming, and his suppressed emotions are like this raging wave. There is no possibility of taking it back.

With Zhulong's home advantage, Fuyou was unwilling to give in, but in the end the Taoist body was shattered, and the true spirit of the soul was captured by Zhulong.

"Hmph! Even though my dragon clan is lonely, I can't be provoked by just any saint!"

Zhulong let out a fierce breath, took one step forward, and headed straight for the Dragon Palace.

I swear! There is absolutely nothing hidden, and it has nothing to do with wastewater...