The champion of protecting flowers in modern times

The mighty and boundless sword intent pervades the world.

Spread thousands of miles.

Many people in the ancient prehistoric world felt this breath that seemed to be enough to destroy the world.

Fortunately, it was not outside, otherwise, it would definitely cause panic among the four immortals of the Dragon Guardian Family.

Because this is a power a hundred times and a thousand times stronger than those four immortals.

Jinxian!

"This breath ---" At this moment, the Holy Dragon King suddenly raised his head. He was protecting Xiao Jingyi's law. He raised his head and glanced into the distance, his eyes showing shock.

"What's going on?" The white-haired Demon Venerable was also shocked and puzzled.

"What a powerful force------" King Tai Chi took a breath and blurted out, "Could it be Jinxian?"

Everyone's pupils couldn't help shaking violently!

"It should be Henry Zhang who gave the Samsara Pill to Immortal Ji Li." At this time, Xiao Jingyi suddenly spoke, her eyes lit up, and based on her understanding of Henry Zhang, she was not surprised by Henry Zhang's move.

Everyone was shocked. If it wasn't for the strong aura of the sword in front of them, they might have been unable to restrain themselves and wanted to go up to see what happened.

In the sky, that majestic body bloomed with incomparably majestic and vigorous power.

"Jianzong, finally there is a golden fairy sitting in town again." Henry Zhang clenched his fist slightly, so that he could do what he wanted to do more firmly in his heart.

Immortal Ji Li's figure fell to the ground abruptly, and looked over here.

Henry Zhang nodded quickly towards the little dragon.

The figure of the little dragon swept away, and when the wind and cloud met, the dragon appeared.

call!

The Oriental Dragon with a length of more than 100 meters appeared out of thin air!

At this moment, even though Immortal Ji Li had just advanced to the Golden Immortal level and his state of mind was as solid as a rock, his expression suddenly changed and his mouth opened wide ---

It's Shenlong! !

The divine dragon that only existed in legends actually appeared alive.

Occupying the midair at this moment, the dragon's chant was loud, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Golden scales, mighty demeanor, noble breath------

Immortal Ji Li has long thought that the little fat man who has been following Henry Zhang is not an ordinary person, but he never imagined that he is so special.

It turned out to be a dragon!

With a long groan, the little dragon spat out a pearl, which burst into dazzling light.

The scales all over his body shone with sacred light at this moment.

A beam of light shrouded Yu Churong------

"Dragon Return to Heaven Art!"

Power can be reversed!

This is the magical spell of the Shenlong lineage.

It can only be used once in a hundred years, and once it is used, it will damage the lifespan of a hundred years.

Yu Churong was bombarded by the Golden Immortal Tribulation Thunder, and his vitality was completely wiped out, only the heart pulse existed in one breath.

Although the little Shenlong could not really save Yu Churong by using the art of returning to the sky, it could save her life alone.

Within a month, he could protect Yu Churong's breath, once he died, he would definitely be exhausted.

Immortal Ji Li stared at Yu Churong, his eyes were full of remorse, and he murmured, "Rong'er, this month, I will definitely accompany you well and give you everything you want------" .”

He has already learned from Henry Zhang that even if the little dragon succeeds, Yu Churong will only have one life.

Henry Zhang stood aside with his hands down, he didn't say anything about Yu Churong's last hope.

Because he himself was not sure, and dared not give such hope to Immortal Ji Li.

realm!

What kind of realm do I need to achieve to allow Yu Churong's vitality to continue?

Henry Zhang didn't know the bottom line, and even the Moxuan Shengui couldn't give a definite answer to this question.

He just said that countless years ago, there were people who continued life for human beings in the world he created.

This is real.

Under the shroud of divine light, Yu Churong's pale and colorless face gradually regained its color ------

That was a month of life that the little Shenlong spent a hundred years of life for her.

Immortal Ji Li's figure trembled slightly, his eyes fixed on Yu Churong.

"Brother Ji."

With a faint sound, Yu Churong's eyelashes trembled.

Whoosh!

In mid-air, Shenlong rushed up to the sky, and disappeared into the clouds in a blink of an eye, and a fat man like a ball plummeted down------

"Rong'er." Immortal Ji Li rushed forward, afraid of losing again, he hugged Yu Churong tightly into his arms.

hold tightly ------

Henry Zhang took the little dragon and retreated quietly.

Let the two of them spend this month quietly.

When the two slowly let go, Immortal Ji Li was about to thank Henry Zhang and the little dragon, only to find that there was no one around.

"With one month's life, Rong'er is content to be by Brother Ji's side." Yu Churong snuggled into Immortal Ji Li's arms. At this moment, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

She also knew that the little dragon could only extend her life for one month, and Immortal Ji Li did not hide her, that was respect for Yu Churong's life.

"If it wasn't for Henry Zhang, I really don't know what to do." Immortal Ji Li tightly held Yu Churong's hand.

"Of course Henry Zhang thinks about you, Grandpa Ji, otherwise he wouldn't have given you all the reincarnation pills." Yu Churong blurted out.

"What?" Immortal Ji Li's eyes were shocked, and he said in a vibrating voice, "The panacea you gave me is the reincarnation pill?"

Only then did Yu Churong realize that she had slipped her tongue, squinting her eyes and smiling, "I'm not lying to you, are you willing to take the reincarnation pill?"

Immortal Ji Li was shocked, looked into the distance, and sighed for a long time, "Xiao Yang, this child, is too considerate of others, reincarnation pill --- how many people want a magic pill, even their own close relatives Don't hesitate to kill ---" Immortal Ji Li took a deep breath, held Yu Churong's hand tightly, and stared at her, "Ronger, don't say anything else, from now on, you Wherever you want to go, I will accompany you."

"I want to see my sister." Yu Churong pursed her red lips lightly.

Concubine's death day.

The two looked at each other------

Immortal Ji Li smiled, "Okay, I'll take you there."

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The depths of the ancient prehistoric.

Henry Zhang was alone, sitting on the clouds, feeling the cool wind blowing from all directions.

Let your mind wander between heaven and earth.

Staring at the distance, Henry Zhang's eyes flashed a trace of guilt.

Originally, after finishing everything, he should prepare to retreat for a period of time, but in order to get rid of Immortal Ji Li's inner demons, he sent the Reincarnation Pill -----

But it hurt Yaogu.

Henry Zhang has always had this self-blame in his heart.

"What exactly should I do to keep Yaogu alive?" This question repeatedly popped up in Henry Zhang's mind.

The ancient prehistoric world was mutated by his own painting power.

When the ancient prehistoric world was still his own portable space, Henry Zhang's power of drawing Tao, like the power of swordsmanship, was a gradual improvement process. However, when Henry Zhang settled the ancient prehistoric world, gradually, continuously He himself didn't notice that the power of drawing the way seemed to have changed accordingly. The picture scroll in his mind was only the process of accumulating the power of drawing the way, and there was no corresponding state.

There is no Taoism!

There is no question of Taoism!

The way of painting is completely different from ordinary practice.

Henry Zhang couldn't figure it out all the time, but the power of painting Tao has been in the process of steadily accumulating, so he didn't think much about it.

Now that the little dragon and the magic turtle both mentioned the issue of realm at the same time, Henry Zhang carefully examined his own power of painting, but could not come to a conclusion.

Simply lying on the clouds, thinking about this question carefully.

Three days in a row, motionless------

A cool breeze brushed his face.

Henry Zhang seemed to be able to catch this gust of wind, and there was a faint feeling of being touched in his heart------

"I can catch this gust of wind------" Henry Zhang brushed off the invisible cool wind with a smile, and then let it go away with a turn of his mind.

Suddenly, Henry Zhang's pupils shrank suddenly.

Staring blankly at my palm------

For a moment, Henry Zhang raised his head ecstatically, and looked around, "I understand! I understand!"

Henry Zhang jumped up, floating in the air.

"The power of painting Tao has already mutated into the ancient prehistoric world!"

"And I am the god of this world. My strength depends on the degree of control over this world --- yes, it is no longer the power of painting, but the power of control!"

Henry Zhang's eyes wiped a burst of heat, "When the ancient flood was just set down, I could feel the wind of this world, and I could control the wind of this world --- now, I can easily and gently blow it Grasp, even, feel its mind --- this is the improvement of the power of control!"

"If you want to improve your realm, you need to improve your control over the ancient prehistoric world!"

Henry Zhang's eyes showed a burst of excitement!

As long as the root cause of the problem is found, then there must be a solution.

"How to improve the power of control?"

Henry Zhang calmed down, thinking methodically in his mind------

"For me, in the ancient prehistoric world, it seems that I can reach every corner of the ancient prehistoric world with a thought, and a single thought can make every flower and grass here grow up---but this is just the god of a world, The most basic power of control!"

"This world was created by me. If you can't even do these things, then you are not worthy of being the god of this world."

Henry Zhang took a deep breath, "I can create a flower and a grass, I can create a rabbit spirit! I can create a raccoon beast ----- but, what about higher levels?"

"I haven't been able to create the beast king, Taotie!"

"I haven't been able to create Qiongqi, the king of beasts!"

"I haven't been able to create the king of beasts, Yuwu!"

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"This is the ancient prehistoric world! The strength of control depends on what level of ancient beasts can be created."

"This realm------" Henry Zhang pondered, for a moment, his eyes revealed a burst of light, "Since it is different from ordinary practice, then, I will name it------Creation Realm! Now, at most, I can only be regarded as touching the threshold of the Creation Realm, and during this period of time, by tempering the power of control, I will delve into the Creation Realm!"

Henry Zhang's eyes showed a burst of anticipation.

He has every reason to believe that when his power of control truly enters the realm of creation, there will be a way to keep Yaogu alive.

If we lose our horses, we can't know what a blessing is.

Henry Zhang gave up the Reincarnation Pill, but realized the Creation Realm!

There is no one to guide this road, but one can imagine how powerful he is in controlling a world.

"Time is running out, start now!"

Henry Zhang swiped his palm forward, and the faint divine light formed the image of the book and appeared in front of him.

On the ancient books, there are six characters from ancient times engraved——

"The Atlas of Ancient Fierce Beasts!"