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- The lame old man was completely angry. He transformed into his peak strength and fully unleashed it. Suddenly, sand and rocks flew away, and no vegetation or trees were left. It turned into a cloud of flying ashes. His body, which had been swelling for several times, suddenly grew again, and a ray of light shot up into the sky. The true energy rolled around, and a fierce wolf head appeared behind him, condensing inch by inch.
The wolf head of Zhenqi roared up and hung on the head of the lame old man. Then, a silver-white wolf body condensed into shape.
People transform into monks, their bodies are refined and reach their peak level, and their true energy takes on the form of an animal, whether it's the shape of a tiger, the body of a wolf, or the head of a deer. Skyrocketing, covering the world, and imprisoning one side, naturally, that kind of method is already an innate magical power of a great monk, and it is impossible for a person to become a monk to have it.
But just like this, not just Qihai monks can compete.
A wave of coercion enveloped Yang Hong, who was unable to move even an inch. The great wolf of true energy formed. The lame old man's true energy continued to increase rather than decrease. In a few breaths, a picture scroll was completely revealed and hung. On top of the lame old man's head.
In the scroll, a big wolf is crawling on a cliff at one end. It is silver-white all over, with fierce eyes and only one tail. It is always associated with the lame old man. Suddenly, the silver wolf slowly stood up and pointed at the full moon, letting out a shrill scream. Howling wolf.
The silver wolf howled at the moon, and Yang Hong couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The power of human transformation was so tyrannical. Even if Yang Hong was physically tyrannical, he couldn't hold it anymore at this moment. His knees softened and he suddenly He put one hand on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood again from the corner of his mouth.
The lame old man took one step forward, twenty feet away, and walked up to Yang Hong in the blink of an eye.
Standing down from a high place, looking down at the common people, with a silver wolf hanging on his head, howling at the moon, this is the true strength of the lame old man. Once it is displayed, no one can compete with it, even if it is a monk who has been immersed in it for dozens of times. The old and powerful opponent.
Poof! The lame old man approached, and the pressure increased greatly. It was comparable to the pressure on the top of a mountain. Yang Hong spurted blood like a fountain. His face was pale and there was no blood at all. Suddenly, a wolf howled, and above the lame old man, the silver wolf swooped down. , he opened his bloody mouth and almost swallowed Yang Hong whole.
The silver wolf is the manifestation of true energy, and naturally cannot devour humans. But what is even more terrifying is that the wolf's mouth opens, and a withered old hand stretches out from it. The five fingers are bent. It is the lame old man who stretches out his claws and grabs it. Yang Hong's head.
"The silver wolf roars at the moon!" The lame old man has a pair of sharp claws, as if they were forged from real gold, shining brightly, fierce and domineering.
Yang Hong was horrified, death was so close, there was no way to avoid it, a sense of fear rose from the bottom of his heart, he saw the lame old man's sharp claws gradually getting bigger, and suddenly slapped his head, and his back suddenly felt a burst of pain. It was torn apart and blood spurted out wildly. Yang Hong couldn't help but was pulled by a huge force, and he avoided this powerful claw.
"How is it possible?!" The lame old man was surprised and pursued again. The silver wolf galloped up into the sky and flew towards the full moon in the sky.
"Sirius eats the moon!" The silver wolf swooped up, its bloody mouth opened, and suddenly it expanded, almost illusory. In the scroll above the lame old man's head, the full moon was swallowed alive, and the world became dark. Life is cut off.
Yang Hong's eyes went dark, as if the whole world was enveloped by a huge creature, its limbs were blocked, and it was buckled with a huge boulder. Suddenly, the old wound that sealed the parchment behind it seemed like something was breaking through the shackles and flying out of the abyss.
The monstrous demonic energy covers the heaven and the earth, rises into the sky, and connects the heaven and the earth. At this moment, the entire wild beast forest is trembling with all the beasts roaring.
An ancient and ancient sheepskin scroll, stained with an unknown amount of blood, exuded an endless smell of blood, suddenly unfolded, and the lame old man was suddenly knocked away before he hit the ground. The Silver Wolf Howling Moon scroll was immediately shattered, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood. ,Kneeling on the ground.
"What is that?" The lame old man was determined to win a blow, but something unexpected happened and he hit the void. He couldn't believe it.
You must know that the lame old man fully exerted his fighting power, even if he turned into a monk, he would tear him apart with one claw. But now, he himself was seriously injured and fell to the ground.
The lame old man looked up and saw that Yang Hong had passed out long ago and was floating in the air. An inconspicuous parchment scroll exuded endless demonic energy and completely enveloped him. It was majestic and earth-shattering. There was no living thing, not even It is plants, sand and stones that can exist completely in it.
Everything has turned into nothingness. Yang Hong's body seems to be isolated from the entire world, jumping out of space, with an untouchable distance.
"The treasure must be a supreme treasure! How could he, a pariah, have such a heaven-defying thing!" the lame old man howled miserably, his heart filled with endless jealousy and resentment, but his body was under the pressure of the parchment. , like a baby, toddling, it is a great blessing not to be crushed into nothingness.
"No, I must take it. I must keep this kind of thing as my own!" The lame old man was simply blinded by greed. At this time, no high-grade magic weapon, even a top-grade magic weapon, could compare with this. A parchment scroll with overwhelming magical power and ancient vicissitudes.
This is the real treasure, with overwhelming magical power. Once you get it, you will soar into the sky and your strength will increase greatly.
The lame old man wanted to stand up again and again, but the pressure of the parchment was completely unfolded. How could he resist and resist stubbornly?
Suddenly there was a rumble, and the whole world was covered with dark clouds, rolling into nine dragon-shaped clouds and arching toward the center.
In the center, where Yang Hong is, he is surrounded by Jiulong.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? A ray of divine light caught people's eyes, and a thunder and lightning with a golden glow crashed down, hitting Yang Hong in the middle. This scene was actually a thunder disaster from the sky, which was going to destroy Yang Hong and the parchment together.
The sheepskin scrolls passed down from Yang Hong's family have been passed down for a long time. Before he received the inheritance of the Eternal Demon, the sheepskin scrolls were affected by the curse, were killed by thunder and disaster, and even attracted a supreme power to transform into a thunder and lightning giant. He was completely blasted to death, but was saved by the Eternal Demon, and the parchment was sealed into his body.
Now, Yang Hong's life is at stake. The parchment appeared for the second time, and he was immediately hit by thunder from the sky and killed by nine dragons. However, the power was obviously not as powerful as the last time.
You must know that at that time, there was a giant with divine power who manifested his body, and the Eternal Demon personally took action to repel him. But this time, although the nine dragons came out with great force, the parchment could barely block it.
"Thunder Tribulation, how is this possible? How could he, just a Qi Sea cultivator, cause a thunder calamity that is so vast and unparalleled in ancient times and today!" The lame old man was knocked away before and was far outside the range of the thunder calamity, but he still remained He was restrained by the coercion and could not move, but when he saw the thunder tribulation coming, he immediately lost his soul. How could he know that this supreme thunder tribulation was caused by the appearance of the parchment scroll, and his face immediately turned pale.
"How is it possible? Only when a person becomes a monk and breaks through the innate realm, will a thunder catastrophe come, but it is only one as thick as an arm. From the beginning to now, he has endured ninety-nine thunder tribulations, and has great supernatural powers in the realm of life and death. , it¡¯s far from reaching this point!¡±
The sky appears in Kowloon and kills a person. It has never been heard of since ancient times. The crippled old man is just a family elder in a remote corner of Luoshi Town. How can he truly understand the secret of the thunder disaster? The few words in his mouth are just from the outside. People hear the word through their mouths.
Rumbling, black clouds filled the sky, and thunder continued. At this time, a series of extremely huge golden light thunders hit Yang Hong. It had been half an hour. Ninety-nine thunders and lightnings killed him. The sound was horrifying, and the earth shook. , however, the parchment scroll protected his body, the demonic energy entangled him, and the power of thunder was of no use to Yang Hong, and he was not injured at all.
When thunder and lightning struck, the dragon-shaped clouds in the sky gradually moved closer. Suddenly, the black clouds retreated, and nine long dragons with different rays of light, hundreds of meters long, were flying in the void, trying to gather together and crush Yang Hong.
The parchment scroll seems to be psychic, and the evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger, covering countless distances, and the momentum is overwhelming.
Ouch! Nine dragon roars came from afar. The nine dragons had been brewing for so long and finally arrived, blasting towards the sheepskin scroll and Yang Hong.
Yang Hong fainted and died. He didn't know it for a long time. Suddenly, the demonic energy that filled the world suddenly converged, turned into a monstrous demonic sword, and slashed towards the void. The parchment rolled at the same time, tearing open a crack. In the blink of an eye, Yang Hong was dragged into it and jumped into it.
The Nine Dragons lightning suddenly dissipated, and an eyeball suddenly appeared in the void, shooting thousands of miles.
"Sure enough, it is that inheritance. After such a long time, this catastrophe is still going to happen! There is no way to save it!" The old voice came out from the void and disappeared in an instant.
"It's scary, it's so scary, don't hit me, don't!" The world returned to calm. Suddenly, the lame old man staggered out from a layer of dust. His eyes were dull and his expression was dull. He kept repeating these words in his mouth. Suddenly, wow With a sound, he started to cry.
"No, God, please don't hit me. I'm not an innate monk, so I won't survive the thunder tribulation!" The lame old man, under the power of the Nine Dragons Thunder Tribulation, was so frightened that he went crazy. He cried and laughed all the time. Using mysterious footwork, he suddenly disappeared on the spot.
As for Yang Hong, he had already passed out when the parchment broke out of his body. He lay in a dark void and slept for an unknown amount of time. His whole body was broken and his left arm was missing. Suddenly, a bright light flashed in the darkness, and the parchment was protecting him. , flying out toward the light.
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The fairy charm is curling, the blue waves are rippling, the peaks are like knives, and the cliffs are like sharp blades. A group of deer beasts exuding natural aura are jumping around and chasing each other.
This is a place that is like a fairyland and a holy land. Suddenly a figure falls from the sky and falls into a lake with a bang.
The ripples were rippling, and a young man's head suddenly popped out of the lake. He looked around with an expression of surprise and uncertainty. After a long time, he used one arm to glide in the water.
This one-armed boy was Yang Hong, who was taken away by the parchment scroll and escaped. He fell into the lake and just woke up. He saw that he was in a strange illusion, like a fairy, which made him puzzled for a long time before he set off to land.
Fairy birds and beasts, flying cranes dancing, rainbows hanging in the sky, like arch bridges, waterfalls flying, connecting the sky and the earth.
Yang Hong climbed up to the shore with one arm and looked around again, feeling shocked.
"What kind of place is this? It's like a fairyland. It's not like the human world. Why am I here?"
"By the way, the old guy from the Mo family knocked me out with one claw, and I don't remember anything about what happened next. Where is that old guy? He didn't kill me?" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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