"Heartbreaker?"

As a great power at the level of the Flood Desolate Ancestor, the ancestral dragon naturally recognized this personal treasure of the Heavenly Sage.

"The four swords of the immortals, piercing the heart lock...... It seems that this junior has a lot to do with Tongtian. Whispering silently, the ancestral dragon's huge body transformed into a middle-aged man with a tall body, a majestic face, and dark skin!

"Junior, although you have the treasure of heaven, you must also understand that the union of the human race and the Wu race is the general trend. If you try to stop it, you will only turn to ashes, and you will never recover. ”

"If I had feared that I would never recover, I would not have come to this place. Ignoring the threat of the ancestral dragon, the white eyebrows silently moved the primordial spirit, and nine black jade chains with hooks suddenly flew out of the heart lock.

The speed of these nine black jade chains is extremely fast, and the hook on the tip of the head is even more vicious, and Da Luo Jinxian will be immediately locked with three souls and seven spirits, five internal organs, abnormal pain, unable to survive, unable to die.

If it has been locked for a long time, even the three flowers on the top and the five qi in the chest will be eliminated together, and they will fall from the position of Da Luo Jin Xian.

Knowing the power of this heart-piercing lock, Zu Long dodged the heart-piercing lock that rushed towards him, stepped into the void, and came to Bai Mei's face instead.

"Great Silence Dragon Fist!"

Waving a huge fist, the murderous intent loomed in Zu Long's eyes.

As an ancient chaos species born in the innate world, the ancestral dragon has witnessed the opening of heaven and earth, the birth of all things from chaos, and the destruction of old things in chaos.

Then I realized the fist technique with the rolling wind of silence!

The wind of silence blows, and the power of everything that is nothing collapses the space in front of Bai Mei's body inch by inch.

Bite~

With a soft roar, a dark and pure light poured down from the top of Bai Mei's head, blocking the wind of silence that destroyed everything.

Staring at the strange black bowl suspended above Bai Mei's head, Zu Long's heart moved, the breath emanating from this black bowl seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

With the Luo Tian Demon Bowl blocking the Ancestral Dragon's Great Silent Dragon Fist, Bai Mei looked at the Ancestral Dragon who was close at hand, his five fingers were spread, and each slender finger was wrapped with a wisp of light red evil intent lines.

Slay the dragon pattern!

In order to resist the tyrannical rule of the dragon race, the alien race of the ten thousand worlds spent countless years of painstaking efforts to create a force that specifically restrained the dragon race.

However, after the Dragon Clan of the Ten Thousand Worlds was ousted from the throne, the various clans fought among themselves, the Dragon Slaying Platform fell apart, and the complete Dragon Slaying Pattern was lost.

After Bai Mei became the lord of all worlds, he asked people to find all the dragon slaying platforms, complete the dragon slaying patterns seven or eight, and then complete them perfectly with strong kendo cultivation.

The completed dragon slaying pattern itself does not have great power, but it can give the attached thing terrifying lethality to the dragons.

Attached to the sword, it is the dragon sword. Melt it into the knife, it is the dragon killing knife.

His eyes showed a hint of gloom, and he felt the power that was entwined between his white eyebrows, and Zu Long snorted coldly: "Such a filthy power, it is really a thief's ambition!"

Fist bang!

The black bowl of Luo Tian on top of the white eyebrows swayed non-stop, and a layer of fine blisters also appeared on the surface of the ancestral dragon's fist!

"The dragon slaying pattern that is enough to crush the Heavenly Immortal True Dragon...... It is worthy of being the ancestor of ten thousand dragons. "Running the Yuan Shen, stabilizing the Luo Tianhei bowl above his head, for the almost indestructible body of the ancestral dragon, the white eyebrows are also secretly in a state of mind.

Taking a deep breath, he smoothed out the influence of the dragon slaying pattern on himself, and the aura around the ancestral dragon swelled, and a primitive and ancient power slowly condensed.

Feeling that the ancestral dragon was about to move, the white eyebrows and long sleeves were shocked, and the four swords of Zhuxian suddenly flew out, hanging in all directions, and the fierce power permeated the vertical and horizontal!

Below, witnessing the battle between Bai Mei and Zu Long, Ying Zheng's eyes were complicated, I don't know when Bai Mei had surpassed him too much, and he had reached an equal position with a desolate ancestor like Zu Long.

"Junior, do you really want to be obsessed?"

His eyes kept sweeping over the four swords of the Zhuxian hanging in all directions, and the ancestral dragon's voice was low, and he was unwilling to try the edge of these four fierce soldiers if he didn't have to.

"There is only one purpose for this sect to go down the mountain...... Sweep away the Witches!"

His eyes were bland from beginning to end, his white eyebrows and sleeves flicked, and a huge formation spread from under his feet!

His complexion changed slightly, and the ancestral dragon's body retreated sharply, avoiding letting himself fall into the range of the white eyebrows' formation!

"Whoever stops me, I will kill him. ”

Stepping forward, the huge formation continued to expand as Bai Mei advanced, forcing the ancestral dragon to retreat again and again.

"Retreat and retreat, what do you do to stop this sect. The indifferent look in his eyes became heavier and heavier, the white eyebrows were pressing step by step, and his words were even more-for-tat, killing people to the bone!

This kid is really taboo-free!

Unwilling to try the edge of the four swords of the Immortals, the ancestral dragon could only keep retreating.

Just when Bai Mei forced the ancestral dragon to retreat, and the ancestral dragon was angry and was about to fight to the death against the four swords of the immortals, a Buddha light from the west suddenly passed through the border of the Great Qin and rushed towards Bai Mei!

As soon as his eyes moved, the four swords of Zhuxian on the top of Bai Mei's head flickered, and the hidden and invisible clear sword light hit the Buddha's light.

"My Buddha is compassionate, the poor monk Guanyin, and I have seen two donors. ”

The Buddha's light shook a young monk dressed in a white robe, with a compassionate and gentle face, stepping on white auspicious clouds, and a round of flame and light behind him.

"Yuanguang Guanyin?"

Frowning and looking at Guanyin who came from the clouds, Zu Long snorted lowly: "Did the two saints of the West send you?"

"Zulong Benefactor is wise, it is the two world-honored poor monks who came, this white benefactor has a relationship with my Western religion, and the world-honored one specially asked me to come to the degree. Nodding at the ancestral dragon, Yuanguang Guanyin reached out and took out a piece of jade from his sleeve, with a slender and turquoise appearance, scorching and shining, and there were six bamboo battles with strange lights undulating on it.

"Hmm, six pure bamboos, the West has a good plan, but this son has the treasure of the heavens, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to catch him with these six pure bamboos alone, if it is the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, it can be foolproof." ”

Seeing the verdant bamboo battle in Yuanguang Guanyin's hand, Zu Long's eyes moved, and then he shook his head, if he hadn't exchanged white eyebrows, he might not have said so surely.

However, after knowing that Bai Mei was carrying several heavy treasures, Zu Long denied Yuanguang Guanyin's idea of wanting to cross Bai Mei with six pure bamboos in his hand.

"The ancestral dragon donor is reasonable, then it's up to you. ”

Smiling slightly, in the eyes of the ancestral dragon's vibration, a straight and flawless one suddenly appeared on the empty right hand of Yuanguang Guanyin, divided into seven forks, shaped like willow branches, decorated with seven treasures, and the branches trembled lightly and there was a treasure branch that crushed the heavens of the ages and suppressed the desolate universe.

"Shippo Wonderful Tree ......"

Looking at the wonderful branch of the treasure light floating in Yuanguang Guanyin's hand with a complicated expression, Zu Long really didn't expect that the Western saint would be so determined to hand over this supreme treasure to Yuanguang Guanyin.

It seems that the two in the West have made up their minds to temper this junior......

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