The place where the ancestor of Qinglian Sect sits, is it so fierce?

Yang Zhen looked at the huge coffin burning with terrifying flames in mid-air, and his face was full of disbelief.

The Qinglian Sect Master was even more dumbfounded, fighting with the raging golden dragon while letting Yang Zhen and Lin Miaoyi dodge.

Yang Zhen couldn't tell whether the golden dragon was real or fake, the breath of life on his body was too strong, even if it was fake, it was a high-imitation existence.

"You Qinglian Sect, there were dragons before?"

And it was also a golden dragon, Yang Zhen turned his head to Lin Miaoyi and asked, pulling Lin Miaoyi to a place where the battle could not be reached.

This is simply a fairy fighting, the terrifying waves of qi cover the sky and the sun, just the terrifying roar of the golden dragon has already shocked Yang Zhen's eardrums.

Especially the terrifying strength of the Qinglian Sect Master, Yang Zhen was dumbfounded.

Damn, if that old madman of Feng Li Dasheng is also terrifying, then what else is there to fight, just go back to his hometown.

Yang really misses the smell of smog on the blue planet.

At this moment, Zhou Tong suddenly fell down from mid-air with a pop, jumped like thunder, pointed to the air and said, "Fake old man, you bastard, you don't even help the old man?"

The fake old man smiled strangely and said: "The strength of this big long worm has broken through the door, in this case, the old man should not take care of himself, how can he have spare time to care about your old thing?"

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, Zhou Tong's strength has not been seen before, in the face of the golden dragon, there is a danger of being beaten down?

Just when Yang Zhen was surprised, Zhou Tong rushed up again, and not long after, the fake old way fell down with a pop.

Zhou Tong laughed, his words were full of contempt, and shouted at the fake old man: "Fake old man, you bastard also have today, this landing posture is a little ugly." ”

The fake old man was face down, he was disgraced, stared at Zhou Tong coldly, and rushed back into the battle without saying a word.

Yang Zhen looked up at the golden dragon and suddenly felt a little strange.

At this time, Lin Miaoyi suddenly shook his head and said, "In the history of Qinglian Sect, there is no mention of the existence of the dragon, could it be that the ancestor tamed a golden dragon before refining?"

Seeing the look of adoration in Lin Miaoyi's eyes, Yang Zhen glanced at Lin Miaoyi.

Oh, woman, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding of the golden dragon.

According to the description of the bastard of the cheap cat, if it is a real golden dragon, if it breaks through the strength of the door, I am afraid that it will be ten Qinglian sect masters, and it will also be beaten.

The golden dragon is a wild creature, born with a sanctified body, and the terrifying power tears the heavens, although the golden dragon in front of him looks terrifying, even the master of the Qinglian Sect can beat it, but Yang Zhen always has a feeling, as if this thing is fake, and the movements look free, it is the breath in the eyes, not like a creature.

If it was a real golden dragon, it would have been thunderous a long time ago, and dragons are all short-tempered.

But the golden dragon in front of him had empty eyes, as if he hadn't seen the Qinglian Sect Master and the others, just blindly fighting.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen was almost even more sure that the golden dragon in front of him should be just a puppet.

Digging grass, what puppet is so terrifying?

Yang Zhen's face flashed with a look of surprise, and he turned to Lin Miaoyi and said, "Sister Lin, please protect the Dharma for me!"

Lin Miaoyi was shocked, looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Yang Zhen pursed his lips and muttered: "Of course it's dragon slaying, do you want to do it." ”

Oh, woman!

Yang Zhen didn't pay attention to Lin Miaoyi, at this time, Lin Miaoyi didn't seem to have anything else to do except give him the Dharma protection.

When Yang Zhen immersed all his mind, he suddenly noticed a trace of difference in mid-air.

Wisps of qi that could barely be felt came from directly below the huge coffin, linking to the golden dragon's body.

Yang Zhenxin was shocked, and suddenly he had an extremely strong interest in this golden dragon, no, the person who created this golden dragon, and he also rose with admiration.

This wisp of qi is not a powerful breath, but a cobweb-like existence, formless and colorless, difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and even difficult for the soul to detect.

If it weren't for Yang Zhen's deep understanding of the Heavenly Book Attack Chapter, he wouldn't have been able to discover this kind of key place at all.

Just look at the few people in the Qinglian Sect, after fighting with the golden dragon in mid-air for so long, no one found out that this golden dragon was fake.

Poof!

Another muffled sound came, Zhou Tong fell from mid-air, fell beside Yang Zhen, saw Yang Zhen's appearance, showed a look of doubt on his face, and asked Lin Miaoyi next to him and said, "What is this kid doing?"

Lin Miaoyi glared at Yang Zhen and said, "He said he wanted to slay the dragon!"

"Slaying dragons?"

Zhou Tong smiled like a big fat man of two hundred catties, waved his hand and said: "Boy, don't waste your time, this golden dragon doesn't know what's going on, the wounds on his body will heal automatically, and he can't be killed no matter how he fights, the old man is almost exhausted, is this the legendary not a dragon?"

God your sister's immortal dragon.

Yang Zhen glanced at Zhou Tong, opened his eyes and said, "If there is an immortal thing, with the terrifying potential of a human cultivator, I am afraid that it will be studied long ago." ”

Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment, as if he felt that what Yang Zhen said made some sense, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that those legends of the Immortal Dragon are all fake?"

The shattering of a belief is born.

Glancing at Zhou Tong, who was skeptical of life, Yang Zhen stood up and said, "Look at Ben Sao Sheng's slaughter of you, the immortal dragon. ”

Zhou Tong laughed, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "Just you, the Qinglian Sect Master has no way to take this golden dragon, you small body, don't go up and die." ”

"What if I can slaughter this dragon?" Yang Zhen winked at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong glanced at the golden dragon that was chasing the Qinglian Sect Master and the others everywhere, sneered, and said, "If you slaughter this dragon, the old man will give you another hundred years of apprenticeship, a total of two hundred years, and match Lin Yatou to you by the way, how about it?"

Lin girl?

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, glanced at Lin Miaoyi, Lin Miaoyi directly pulled out his sword and rushed towards Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong turned his head and ran away with a strange scream, and said as he ran: "Boy, Lin Yatou is thin-skinned, the old man can really call the shots in this matter." ”

Saying that, Zhou Tong re-entered the battle, Lin Miaoyi thought about it, didn't dare to catch up, returned to Yang Zhen's side stupidly, and said coldly: "Elder Zhou Tong is disrespectful to the elder, don't listen to his nonsense." ”

Yang Zhen nodded, and said as he walked: "Although Zhou Tong, this bad old man, is a little disrespectful to the old man, but he still speaks in a word, saying that he will be an apprentice for a hundred years, and if he says that he will be an apprentice for a hundred years, he will add a hundred years to the price, if he talks about matching Lin girl, he ...... it."

"Yang Zhen, stop for me!" Lin Miaoyi chased after him from behind.

Roar——!

An earth-shattering roar came from mid-air, which caught Yang Zhen and Lin Miaoyi off guard and turned into a rolling gourd.

The Qinglian Sect Master shouted angrily, the long sword in his hand rose against the storm, and slashed at the golden dragon with the power of tearing space, but it was bounced away by a force similar to the Body Protector Shenggang.

The more Yang Zhen looked at it, the more delighted he became, this was simply a sharp weapon for killing people and pretending to be like the wind.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of Zhou Tong and the others, Yang Zhen came to the place where the qi was emitted, and pressed his hands heavily on the ground.

"Heaven and earth Xuanhuang, Hallelujah, the Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law, Amen!"

Thundered!

An earth-shattering loud bang came, and the entire ground was about to be lifted, and the golden dragon in mid-air gradually shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye in the midst of everyone's jaw-dropping.

Zhou Tong's eyes almost popped out, and he muttered to himself: "This bastard boy, what kind of spell is it?"