Chapter 909: Tongtian Dragon Pillar, Ancient Wind Dragon
"Boom!"
In the distance, there was a roar, but there was no thunder, but I saw the ripples in the void looming, as if something was about to jump out of it.
"Bang!"
As if the bubble collapsed, the dream dissipated, all the ripples and ripples were gone, and in its place was a pillar of heaven like a mountain, spanning the heavens and the earth.
It was also this pillar that penetrated the heavens and the earth, as if supporting Tianyu and not letting it collapse, that made Zhang Fan's pupils shrink suddenly, and he was instantly engrossed.
This pillar is not the first time he has seen it.
Dragon Pillar!
This pillar that suddenly appeared was a pillar of dragon.
At this time, the appearance of the Heavenly Dragon Pillar in this place, anyone can know, this must be the key to the test.
"Huh?"
Zhang Fan suddenly frowned, slightly surprised.
"This dragon pillar, why do you seem to have seen it somewhere?"
Outside, although he didn't have the opportunity to study all the dragon pillars before, he also roughly swept them, and at this time, a doubt appeared in his mind.
"It turned out to be the nine dragon pillars!"
In an instant, Zhang Fan understood where this familiarity came from.
The earlier one hundred and eight dragon pillars were divided into multiple layers inside and outside, and the most central one was undoubtedly nine colorless dragon pillars that surrounded the Nine Dragon Seals in a ring.
These nine dragon pillars, hidden under the brilliance of the Nine Dragon Seals, were originally quite unnoticeable, and the reason why Zhang Fan had an impression of them was because these nine dragon pillars were exactly the same.
This point can be said to be unique among the one hundred and eight dragon pillars, so it was firmly remembered by him.
There are thousands of dragon species in the world, and there are one hundred and eight dragon pillars in the world, and there are almost no repetitions, but these nine are exceptions.
In an instant, Zhang Fan also figured it out, knowing that as long as he broke through this dragon pillar, he would be considered to have passed.
In the moment of his thoughts, the Tongtian Dragon Pillar, which had been motionless since it suddenly appeared, suddenly bloomed with ten thousand rays of light, and the whole body turned from colorless to light blue, and a clear dragon shadow circled around the dragon pillar itself.
"It's ......"
Zhang Fan took a deep breath before suppressing the horror in his heart.
When the dragon shadow appeared on the dragon pillar, he knew what he was going to face next.
The aura that erupted from the Heavenly Dragon Pillar was all too familiar to him.
This is, the breath of the primeval dragon!
"Not good!"
"It's the Ancient Wind Dragon!"
The bitter Taoist also exclaimed, with his current body as a divine dragon and the Nine Flame Dragon Balls on his body, he naturally judged the other party's roots and feet more clearly than Zhang Fan.
The sea of wind, the eye of the wind, and the nine identical dragon pillars, the primeval wind dragon......
In an instant, everything was connected, and Zhang Fan almost dared to assert that hundreds of thousands of years ago, the primeval heavenly dragon that hid the Heavenly Dragon Spirit Treasure in Sidi was the genus of the Wind Dragon.
In just two or three sentences, the primeval wind dragon was unwilling to just coil around the dragon pillar, first the dragon claws that loomed in the cold light, then the huge and powerful dragon head, and finally most of the body, almost all poked out from the dragon pillar, leaving only the vigorous and graceful dragon tail, still wrapped around it.
Seeing his posture and feeling his majesty, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be amazed.
The primeval dragon is the primeval dragon, far from being comparable to those dragons.
As soon as they appeared, the whole world seemed to revolve around it, and in the meantime, Zhang Fan and them were like a little dust in the wind, involuntarily, and they could be pressed into powder by the power of the whole world at any time.
Coercion, the coercion that belongs to the primeval dragon!
After the First World War of Exterminating the Dragon hundreds of thousands of years ago, the power of the Heavenly Dragon in the human world has never really reappeared, even if this coercion is less than one millionth of the heyday, it also makes Zhang Fan almost breathless and have the urge to bow and worship.
This coercion is the power that has ruled this heaven and earth for endless years, the most powerful existence between heaven and earth, recognized by heaven and earth, and thus possessed.
Just like a person who has been in the top position for a long time, he has a kind of bearing, if the world is compared to officialdom, the ancient dragon is the emperor for a long time, and the power is self-contained.
"Good~might~wind~"
Zhang Fan blurted out praise, but there was no half admiration and sigh in his expression, full of perseverance, his waist was straight inch by inch, like a long sword leaning on the sky, with a sharp aura, straight towards Xiao Han.
"Don't say that you are not the real Ancient Heavenly Dragon, even if it is true, you can kill me, but don't try to suppress me!"
seems to be muttering to himself, and like questioning the world, if he is close at hand, Zhang Fan's voice is not loud, as if he usually chats, but it only brings out a sense of pride and perseverance.
But at a distance, it's different.
The rules of heaven and earth seem to have been reversed at this moment, and the farther it goes, the grander the sound becomes, and at the end, like a continuous thunder, it roars.
"Wow~~~"
As if enraged, the primeval wind dragon that seemed to live in the clouds and overlooked all living beings, suddenly a dragon groaned, and then the light on the dragon pillar of the sky was magnificent, dazzling and dazzling, illuminating the whole world.
"Boom Boom~~"
In my ears, there was a roar.
In front of me, all kinds of visions emerged.
There are primeval giants, trampling the earth with heavy footsteps, and raising mountains with arms of infinite strength;
There are primeval demon gods, tearing apart space, shattering mountains and rivers, and striking out, thousands of miles of nothingness......
More than that, it is the primeval dragons, one by one the dragons and the hundred tribes are fighting in the wilderness, their blood is yellow, and the dragon roar of anger and sorrow resounded throughout the world.
......
This picture seems to be an illusion that reappeared hundreds of thousands of years ago, but Zhang Fan lost his mind a little, and then recovered, and looked at it again, and the dragon pillar in the sky seemed to be a different appearance.
The whole body is transparent, the brilliance is restrained, there is no dragon qi that dominates the world, and there is no huge ancient wind dragon body, it is like a crystal box that has been taken out of treasure, it is still clear, but it lacks that essence.
"It's coming!"
Zhang Fan was shocked, even if he had never seen the abnormality of this Heavenly Dragon Pillar, he knew that the other party had already made a move, and the test had already begun.
The cold hairs on his body stood on end, like a violent wind in the sky, all of which became hundreds of millions of sharp knives, which did not reach his body, but with the blades of the blades, they could fall at any time and cut him into pieces.
When did this wind rise and where did it come from, in the middle of it, Zhang Fan didn't feel it at all, and there was no sign at all, as if suddenly, the whole world fell into the claws of something.
"Huh~~Huhu~~~Huhu~~~~"
The sound of the howling wind suddenly became the only sound between heaven and earth.
Everywhere the wind passed, large swaths of land were lifted, and large chunks of hard became powder.
Suddenly, in the distance, there was a bang, and the yellow sand rose to the end, revealing the bare, unweathered rock formations beneath it.
The immeasurable yellow sand, the whole desert dances in the sky, and between heaven and earth, it merges into a yellow dragon.
"Wow~~"
The dragon roared Daze, and the overwhelming yellow sand was buried, just like the yellow sand dragon sneezed, and the entire desert migrated and spread.
"Wind Dragon!"
The hard bluestone can be beaten into a thousand holes in an instant, and the yellow sand seems to exist in Zhang Fan's eyes, and his gaze is all fixed on the body of the yellow sand dragon.
To be exact, it's the body of the primeval wind dragon.
The original formless and textureless body of the wind dragon, with the yellow sand as a sustenance, suddenly exuded a tyrannical aura, and the huge mouth composed of yellow sand opened hugely, as if it was going to swallow Zhang Fan and them in one gulp.
"Crackling~~"
The continuous crisp sound is endless, but when the rainstorm and yellow sand reach the body, a bell-shaped shield suddenly emerges and blocks everything.
The crisp sound was extremely dense, as if in an instant, countless hands rang Huang Zhong Da Lu, playing an endless song of heavenly sound.
Xu is the shame of a futile, or the anger of Zhang Fan's rude direct gaze, the Taigu Wind Dragon, controlling the immeasurable yellow sand, wrapped in the power of heaven and earth, swooped down.
Such a majesty, almost heavenly might!
It was the power of the entire desert gathered in one place, the wind in the sky poured out, and even the heaven and earth themselves lent a little power.
Overwhelming!
In this blow, the primeval wind dragon did not show an overwhelming power, and the real horror was the natural supernatural power of the heavenly dragon itself.
Just like the horror that envelops the entire desert!
Four or two thousand catties, the power exerted by the ancient wind dragon itself leveraged the momentum of ten thousand jun.
"Can't take it!"
Zhang Fan was roaring in his heart, but he didn't hesitate in his actions.
stretched out his hand and shook it, but regretted that he was left behind;
With a spread of palms, an ancient sword is in hand;
With a stiff waist, the sword qi that tore through the heavens and the earth exploded......
......
One person, one sword, there is no advance or retreat!
In an instant, Zhang Fan mobilized all the power of the sword cultivation clone, using the natal ancient sword as a guide, and with the body of the sword, he did not retreat and rushed towards the primeval wind dragon.
Ten thousand zhang of sword qi tore through the sky, hundreds of zhang distance, swept by.
Since you can't stop it, don't block it!
"Row!"
The earth-shattering sound of cracking silk, the sound of the yellow sand being pierced, one sharp, one dull, mixed together, from one point, exploded violently.
Ten thousand zhang sword qi, going upstream, annihilating all the way like mudslide-like yellow sand rolling, destroying the fierce wind like a sharp blade, without hesitation, without the slightest retreat, straight into the roaring giant mouth of the primeval wind dragon.
In an instant, the dragon's groan, which resounded through the heavens and the earth, came to an abrupt end!
Instead, the continuous roar of "boom boom" is like a rolling thunder, from the dragon's head, dragon's neck, dragon's belly, and dragon's tail...... Inch by inch, explosion, explosion.
Where the roar broke out, ten thousand sword qi bloomed, and in an instant, Huang Sharon's body was full of holes.
"Bang la la la~~"
Vast expanses of yellow sand, from the dragon's head, began to pour down like a torrential rain, but they lacked the all-penetrating power, but as if they were powerlessly sprinkled, and there was nothing but a new desert that was piled up along the road in the shape of a dragon.
The sword qi passed everywhere, and the yellow sand dragon collapsed without a trace.
"Boom!"
The sword qi, the wind qi, rubbing, roaring
- Back to the whistling!
(To be continued)