Feeling the tremor of the earthquake, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the dozens of rich children sitting cross-legged suddenly panicked.

Seeing that they were about to stand up in fright, the old Taoist priest's voice exploded in everyone's ears like a loud bell.

"Calm your mind, don't get up!"

"Now that the ancestral dragon is looking for the pulse, he needs your dragon qi to guide him, if he moves indiscriminately and messes up the formation, he will lose all his efforts!"

The old Taoist priest's voice seemed to have the power to soothe people's hearts, and for a while, dozens of people were quiet, even if the mountains shook the ground and the sky changed color, they didn't make any moves.

The old Taoist priest raised his head and looked at the ancestral dragon that was tumbling away in the distance, setting off his momentum, and sighed lowly.

If today's things can be done, he will be able to prolong his life for ten years.

If it doesn't work, the last Heavenly Master of the Qingcheng Sect will be here!

"At the beginning, the Daoling patriarch was calm on Qingcheng Mountain, scolded Fang Xuan, and Danbi retreated millions of ghost soldiers."

"Now the disciple is not filial, and he cultivates a hundred years of Dao in vain, and it is difficult for one person, and he is only willing to use his cultivation for a hundred years in exchange for a chance for the ancestral dragon to raise his head!"

"If it happens, even if the Bafang Xiaoxiao comes to attack again, our Chinese nation will eventually have the power to fight back!"

"It's the last bit of contribution that this dead wood body can do......"

Zhang Jiuming's expression was solemn, and he glanced at the group of young people in front of him.

His gaze stayed on Zhou Fan for the longest time, and he shook his head lightly and said, "I don't know if this son is here, whether it's good or bad." ”

"With the help of the golden light of reincarnation, the golden dragon was able to condense so quickly."

"But this is not the right way in the end, and the golden light of reincarnation on his body comes from nowhere, and from ancient times to the present, it is only recorded in books."

"At the beginning, the first emperor of the new dynasty was rumored to have a golden light possession and good luck, but after all, it was empty."

"I don't know what the fate of this kid will be in the future, hey......"

Time passed minute by minute, and every extra second passed, Zhang Jiuming's face became even more gloomy.

The thick clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, the sky gradually returned to clear, and in Zhang Jiuming's perception, the remaining eight places were also completed.

Just wait for the last ninety-nine to be one, gathered in front of the Wanshou Pavilion.

At that time, the unity of Kowloon, the dragon's energy, feeding the earth, will also bring a trace of luck to tens of millions of people near J City.

The rumbling sound gradually faded away, and above Yan Mountain, it returned to a quiet place. Zhang Jiuming's eyes were deep, looking into the distance, waiting silently.

A hundred years of Qing cultivation had already made him sad and joyless, but at this time, his face was obviously filled with excitement and excitement.

It's done!

Looking at the technique of looking at qi, next to the Forbidden City, above Jingshan, a thick dragon qi began to rise, shining with golden light, dizzying!

On Jingshan, there was already a heavenly master wearing a rhubarb robe waiting quietly, and at this time, seeing that he had reached the last step, he stroked his palms and laughed, and the dust began to wave.

The dragon qi soared straight into the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth, and shook the entire sky, spreading out a circle of invisible fluctuations at the speed of light.

Under the guidance of the Celestial Master on Jingshan, the dragon qi turned back again, aimed straight at the center, and rushed vertically into the ground.

"Boom ——!"

At this time, all the trees in Jingshan were blown down by the strong wind, and everyone standing on the stage was also blown up, but fortunately, there were preparations in advance and there were no casualties.

The Heavenly Master on Jingshan looked happy, just now it means that the ancestral dragon has returned to the vein, and then it only needs to be quietly conceived, and naturally there will be Mo Qi Luck to bless J City.

"Good, good, good!"

"Today, all the Heavenly Master Venerables in the country are gathered, and if they follow the trend of the sky, they will finally gain something."

At the same time, Zhang Jiuming, the old Taoist priest on Yan Mountain, also showed a relieved smile, he knew that this matter was over.

He looked at the people with closed eyes, and was about to say something, when suddenly, his face changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

There was a hint of gold in the bright red blood, and his face turned pale in an instant, obviously hurting the origin!

“…… What's going on? ”

When he was puzzled, he only felt that the ground shook again, and Zhang Jiuming's eyes suddenly widened!

Zulong, come here!

"It shouldn't be! What's going on!! ”

Zhang Jiuming's face was full of horror as the vicissitudes of old bark, and he didn't know how the ancestral dragon, who should have been lurking quietly underground at this time, got up again.

Unless......

Unless there's something here that attracts it!

A place that can make it feel more comfortable than in a dragon vein!

In Zhang Jiuming's shocked face, the dragon qi that had just been like a pillar appeared again on Yan Mountain, washed away for a moment, and then suddenly disappeared and disappeared.

Zhang Jiuming's eyes were complicated, looking at Zhou Fan who suddenly floated not far away, and didn't know what to do.

If you want to return the ancestral dragon to its place, there is only one way now.

Kill Zhou Fan!

Only by letting Zhou Fan disappear between heaven and earth will the ancestral dragon return to the dragon vein again and lie dormant with peace of mind.

But do you really want to do it?

How innocent is Zhou Fan?

The old Taoist priest looked unbearable, and then he became firm again.

The world is safe and secure, and it lives up to it!

If you want to succeed, you have to make sacrifices.

I'm sorry, boy......

Zhang Jiuming moved in the dust, counted on his toes, and rushed to Zhou Fan in an instant!

"Those who are fighting in the army, all march forward in array!"

"Anxious as the Jade Emperor's Light Descending Decree!"

There was wind under his feet, and the dust was like a white lightning, instantly hitting Zhou Fan's chest!

Zhang Jiuming knew that with his century-old skills, with the power of the Taoist supremacy mantra and the nine-character mantra,

This time, don't say that it is Zhou Fan's mortal body, even if it is a fine steel wall, it will be torn apart!

Who knew that when the dust touched Zhou Fan's chest, it was like falling into a quagmire, and it seemed to be pulled into a whirlpool, no matter how Zhang Jiuming pulled, the dust was firmly stuck to Zhou Fan's chest, and he couldn't move at all.

"How...... What's going on? ”

Zhang Jiuming's old face was full of horror, and his face had changed too much today.

But what surprised him even more and what he couldn't control was that he only felt that his internal force was being absorbed by the dust little by little.

"Stop, stop!"

Zhang Jiuming is not stingy with his cultivation, although he doesn't know what happened at this time, but it is definitely not a good thing!

But things were out of his control, he only felt that Zhou Fan's body was like a bottomless black hole, and it was like a heavenly dragon absorbing water, draining all his skills in an instant!

Before Zhang Jiuming chased down from the sky and fell unconscious, he only saw Zhou Fan floating in mid-air, the golden light converged, and the little golden dragon drilled into his chest when he jumped. Zhang Jiuming's old face was full of horror, and his face had changed too much today.

But what surprised him even more and what he couldn't control was that he only felt that his internal force was being absorbed by the dust little by little.

"Stop, stop!"

Zhang Jiuming is not stingy with his cultivation, although he doesn't know what happened at this time, but it is definitely not a good thing!

But things were out of his control, he only felt that Zhou Fan's body was like a bottomless black hole, and it was like a heavenly dragon absorbing water, draining all his skills in an instant!

Before Zhang Jiuming chased down from the sky and fell unconscious, he only saw Zhou Fan floating in mid-air, the golden light converged, and the little golden dragon drilled into his chest when he jumped.

(End of chapter)