Two Worlds of Immortality, I took over the body of the ancient thunder god vine

Dragon is a divine creature, it can be big or small, it can be hidden or visible, it can manipulate wind and rain, and stir up the clouds. Even in the world of immortal cultivation, it is a rare thing.

Its blood is noble, so the emperors of the world often regard themselves as the true dragon emperor, and the imperial robes they wear are also embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, representing the highest level of the world, the supreme ruler.

The genus of Jiaolong has the form of a dragon, but its blood is much lower.

However, this world is barren, and some spirits are already extraordinary. It is impossible to give birth to Jiaolong, a life species that is extremely powerful in the upper world of immortal cultivation.

But now, in full view of the public, in front of these knowledgeable martial artists who held the martial arts conference, a huge silver Jiaolong Shenlong appeared in the wind and clouds, manipulating thunder and lightning, dancing with wind and rain. No wonder many people confuse Jiaolong with dragon.

It also shocked the minds of countless people. Who has ever seen such a terrifying and huge creature?

The open bloody mouth is afraid that it can swallow ten people in one breath.

Even though martial artists are brave and fierce, and even dare to assassinate the king, they still feel the insignificance of human beings in the face of these irresistible and terrifying creatures.

But not everyone is ignorant. Top sects in the human world, such as the Pure Yang Sword Sect and the Dragon Temple, are martial arts holy places with a long history. They have dealt with various immortal cultivators and have obtained many secrets.

They also know that the world they are in is just a small affiliated world of the upper world of immortal cultivation, a small world of the human world, but the heavens and humans are separated. People in the upper world can't come down, and they can't go up, so martial arts will flourish.

And the dragon is a terrifying creature that can only be born in the immortal world.

This made them feel depressed and had a very bad idea.

"Look up?!"

At this time, someone pointed to the top of the huge dragon's head that shuttled through the thunder and lightning clouds, and everyone immediately saw a shocking picture that they would never forget in their lives.

Surrounded by dark clouds, lightning struck and broke through the darkness of the dark clouds. A vigorous blue dragon twisted, and on its head as big as a mountain, a figure dressed in green and with an upright posture was sitting cross-legged, overlooking the ants of the mortal world.

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"Are you a cultivator? The man behind the scenes of Nanli Kingdom?!"

The elder deacon of the Chunyang Sword Sect, Lv Songhe, was shocked, but still stood up and questioned.

"I don't like your attitude!"

On the top of the dragon's head, Xu Changjun looked down at Lv Songhe, who was wearing a Taoist robe, with cold eyes.

He was high above, like the way of heaven, and regarded all things as straw dogs.

The need to open up the field of incense and gods is a stumbling block to the expansion of his own Leizu Temple. Xu Changjun will naturally not be polite.

He came here today to establish his prestige. Taking advantage of this martial arts conference, he will ride on the rivers and lakes and sweep everything away.

The knights violated the law with force, and they were unruly, arrogant and disrespectful to the nobles. Even though they were shocked by the way Xu Changjun appeared, they still stood up straight.

This tone of questioning made Xu Changjun feel very uncomfortable. He stretched out his right hand, and a ball of lightning suddenly appeared, condensed into a ball of light, and waved it casually.

In an instant, dark clouds fell from the sky, and the terrifying low pressure seemed to solidify the surrounding space.

The moment the lightning ball landed, it turned directly into a silver electric net covering the sky above the square, with lightning flashing and lightning shooting down, aiming at Lu Songhe.

"Monster, how dare you commit a crime!"

Lu Songhe's face changed, and he sensed a huge crisis. However, as a famous master in the martial arts holy land, a top martial arts master who has entered the martial arts saint level, a master-level figure, even facing a foundation-building cultivator, he is not without the ability to fight back.

With a flick of his right hand, the long sword behind him clanged instantly, emitting a sharp sword energy. The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed, piercing the void. A cold light seemed to cut through the nine layers of the sky. It was the Pure Yang Sword Sect's Pure Yang Wenxu Yin Immortal Sword.

As soon as he saw the Immortal Yin, he welcomed the lightning.

The two met in mid-air, and the lightning instantly destroyed the sword energy. Then the lightning blasted down and landed on Lu Hesong.

At that moment, Lu Hesong, the elder of the Pure Yang Sword Sect who had been so majestic before, lay unconscious on the ground and turned into a charcoal.

"Elder, elder, what's wrong with you?!"

"No, the elder is dead?"

"How is it possible?! A dignified martial arts master can't even take a move..."

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For a while, the whole scene was in chaos.

Various noisy voices echoed in the martial arts conference. Many people were angry and clamored to take Xu Changjun down, but no one took action.

Even looking at the figure sitting cross-legged on the dragon in the air, his eyes flashed with fear.

As an elder of the Chunyang Sword Sect, Lv Songhe has a high status in the sect. His strength is so strong that he is also a martial saint-level figure in the martial arts world, with a great reputation.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to lead the team in person to represent the Chunyang Sword Sect to participate in this martial arts conference.

Even such a respected and powerful sword master could not catch even one move. He was hit by a thunder ball from the founder of the Thunder Ancestor Temple sitting on the dragon in the sky, and turned into a charcoal and died tragically on the spot.

Facing such a terrifying existence, even if the martial artists are unruly, they are also terrified in their hearts. Those people only dare to shout a few words. If they really let it go on the field, they will retreat one by one and definitely dare not take action.

After all, in the martial arts world, fame and Jianghu spirit are important, but one's own life is only one, which is more important.

No one is stubborn, knowing that he will die, but still bumping into it.

"The donor is unfathomable, and he must be a cultivator from the upper realm. But he is talking about killing people in such a grand martial arts conference. He doesn't take us martial artists seriously?!"

Suddenly, a loud Buddhist chant was heard, and a golden light shot out from the depths of Longxiang Temple. As the void shook, everyone looked up. The golden light seemed like a small sun, appearing in the air.

When everyone looked, they saw that the golden light turned into a human form. The golden light was like substance, covering the body for three feet, separating the space, as if the Buddha had really come to the world.

But Xu Changjun could see clearly that in the endless golden light, there stood a monk with white eyebrows, wearing a golden cassock, and a huge bowl covering his body, which kept rotating around his body.

"This is the abbot of Longxiang Temple, Master Wuxiang. He is one of the only two martial arts legends left in the southern martial arts world!"

As the person who knew the identity of the old monk spoke, it immediately caused a burst of exclamation, and everyone's eyes were focused on the monk in the air, who was shining with golden light.

For a moment, the martial artists who had been suppressed to the point of losing their energy seemed to have found their backbone. They were all excited and their energy was restored.

The crowd was indignant and full of confidence, sweeping away the previous decadence.