This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 20
It really is a high-end game.

Huang Long silently looked at the Jade Cauldron that came down from the fighting platform, although it was covered with sword marks and smelled like burnt lightning.Like black charcoal, it can follow him to run the nine-turn profound art.

Black grains falling one step at a time.

When he was sitting next to Huanglong, he wore a Taoist robe that was not stained with any dust, and he waved the dust whisk in his hand.

"Junior brother really deserves to be number one in combat power."

Even Huang Long thought it impossible to push Xuandu, who was full of innate spiritual treasures, into a corner, especially his understanding of the way of swords was probably beyond the prehistoric.

There will also be a climax of sword practice.

The corner of Huanglong's mouth twitched slightly, and at the same time, in his mind, he felt tired for Xuandu's Hao. Although he has innate spiritual treasures, there is also a difference in grade. It's okay to bully Jiejiao and Western sect disciples.

In front of Xuandu.

He might be turned into scum in seconds.

It's not the protective spirit treasure, the Wuji Xinghuangqi, or the Yuanshi Tianzun who rewarded him for his improvement in cultivation, or the spirit treasure that protects the soul like a fishing drum.

Besides.

That is to tie the fairy rope and the two instruments of gold.It seems that the defense is sufficient but the offense is insufficient. Under Xuandu's men, I don't know if I can go through three rounds, but I look at the dazzling light in the void.

He still wants it.

Not only Huang Long, but also the disciples who explained and stopped teaching were stunned. One is a hero, the other sacrifices his life for righteousness. They are both rare and ruthless people.

On the one hand, he was blinded by Xuandu's Hao Liang, and on the other hand, he felt his scalp numb because of Yuding's kendo.

I met later.

Be prepared for extreme one-for-one exchanges.

Even the great power in Zixiao Palace shakes his head helplessly because of the heaven-defying magical powers and luxurious equipment.

on the high platform.

The six saints also looked at each other in blank dismay. When they were weak, they never had such talents and spiritual treasures.

If we say that the most bitter saints are the two saints of the Western religion, Zhunti and Zhunti, who came to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference, not only got soy sauce, but the disciples under the sect had nothing to learn.

They also lost two innate spirit treasures.

Rest for a hundred years.

When Xuandu's mana was restored to perfection, Huanglong stepped onto the stage with a heavy expression.

The lazy Xuandu smiled slightly.

"Junior Brother Huang Long, how about a quick battle?"

If Xuandu, who is harmless to humans and animals, is as simple as it appears on the surface, then he might not be able to become the only closed disciple of the Taiqing sage, except for his tenacity towards the Tao.

Chance, luck, and spiritual treasures are almost the best in the wild, except for saints of course.

Xuandu let out a breath, came up and directly amplified his move, transforming the three cleans in one breath, Huang Long was a little jealous, but unfortunately, he did not cultivate this supernatural power, probably above 36 heavenly gangs.

It is the unique supernatural power of the Taiqing sage.

Huanglong also thought that one day he would also kowtow on Taiqing Peak, and let Taiqing be a saint to himself.

"Brother, brother, this state cannot last."

I'm afraid he was also stimulated by the jade tripod just now, and his quiet and inaction mentality was also stimulated by the jade tripod.

In addition to Xuandu's own body controlling the thunder and lightning, the Taoist transformed by the Qi of Taiqing, which is seven points similar to him, slowly unfolded the Taiji diagram, and the yin and yang qi gushed out.

Two yin and yang fish escaped into the void and emerged from time to time.

Daoist Yuqing, transformed by the Qi of Yuqing, held a flag of off-the-ground flames and waved it with the wind, covering the sky and covering the sun with scarlet flames, turning into a cloud of fire and rushing towards Huanglong.

The last Shangqing Daoist who evolved from Shangqing Qi was the youngest, like a child, holding the Xuandu Magic Sword and turning it into a seven-kill sword formation to kill Huanglong.

If it wasn't for Xuandu not exuding murderous aura, Huanglong would have thought that he had a grudge against him in his previous life.

When fighting with Yuding, there was no way to use all means, and in the end Yuding was willing to bow down to the end. When it came to him, why did he take it seven points more seriously?
Actually he is weak.

There is no need to treat it so seriously. Although he is greedy for the reward of No. 1, he won't return empty-handed if he gets mixed up with No. [-] and No. [-]. Now he can only bite the bullet and take it.

Although he has supernatural powers in his sleeves, it only accommodates Taoists with low cultivation and no magic weapons. If Xuandu is included in the Dragon Ball world, he is afraid of being split by Xuandu's sword.

As for the body of the Xuanhuang dragon, if the Chiyan Divine Sword slashed at his body, he would probably bleed too. Didn't Master Yuding be hacked to a bloody mess?

But he can't just kowtow and admit defeat regardless of his face. I'm afraid it's not a matter of embarrassment?I'm afraid Yuanshi Tianzun will doubt whether he is not firm in his heart to the Tao.

Can't beat it.

You can be reckless.

After failing in the worst case, start over again, and see how the limit of Junior Brother Yuding can be changed one by one.

Anyway, the saint was there.

It won't hang up easily either.

Just as the thought in his mind rose, a cautious voice sounded in Huanglong's heart.

"Gou Zhidao, the road is long!"

You can't empty out your family's wealth just because of a momentary fight.

Not worth it.

Huanglong also didn't want to make troubles before the five qi were cultivated.

However, he still had to put on the airs he should have. Under the surge of mana, dragon scales appeared all over Huanglong's body, his hands became sharp dragon claws, and his head turned into a ferocious dragon head.

The dragon comes the king of beasts.

Under the bursts of dragon's power, some Qi refiners who had obtained the Dao from strange beasts were instantly frightened and turned into their original forms.

"Roar!"

There was a dragon cry.

The yellow dragon turned into a statue, the innate form of the dragon head and the human body, towering above the sky and extremely huge, and it is rumored that the great god Fuxi is the dragon head and the human body.

This is the dharma body of the dragon clan cultivated by the ancient dragon clan combined with the Dao body of heaven and earth. It has the flexibility of the Dao body and the power of the dragon clan.

With the help of the power of the dragon clan, Huanglong used the size as he wished, compressing the density of the physical body until it became the size of Zhang Liu, which is the size of an ordinary innate Taoist body.

"Storm and thunder."

Follow the law!
As Huanglong wraps the calamity cloud formed by Yuqing Shenlei around the dragon's horns, a flickering thunder light connects the sky and the earth.In the depths of Jieyun, a pair of deep eyes gradually emerged.

Cold and ruthless.

Between a flash and a combination.

Scanning the sentient beings below.

Zixiao Palace Da Neng and the three generations of Xuanmen disciples looked at the Huanglong in surprise. It was just a four-legged reptile, without showing mountains or dew, yet it can exude such power.

The supernatural attainments are not low.

Even Guangchengzi, Duobao and his ilk showed a dignified expression.

The duel of magical powers and magic weapons.

Huanglong seems to have not exerted his strength yet.

As a disciple of Chanjiao, I know that Huanglong also has a lot of spiritual treasures in his hands. Although they are not as good as Xuandu, Wuji Xinghuangqi and other spiritual treasures have not been used yet.

Zhunti looked at Huanglong with an expression of admiration on his face. He had a dharma body with the head of a dragon that towered above heaven and earth. Between the horns of the dragon, there was a cloud of calamity eyes piercing through the heavens and the earth. He was the god of war who was most lacking in Western religion.

"Senior brother, if the Three Religions Grand Competition ends me, I will personally go to the four seas to save a group of dragons and become the Dharma-protecting Dragon God of my Western Sect." Saint Zhunti said through voice transmission.

Yuanshi Tianzun and others, after hearing it.

Saran smiled.

Sure enough, it was a happy expression: "This person has a relationship with my Western religion."

What the hell is the old playbook for so many years, why is it still a small family mind, back then in the Zixia Palace, it was also crying for father and mother, telling Hong Yun about the difficulty of the two brothers, so Hong Yun gave up his seat.

"Go."

The guiding sage was also moved.

Western religions want to prosper, and they want to break away from the shackles of the oath of heaven, so they must go through this experience.

(End of this chapter)