The Dragon Emperor of Time Travel

Chapter 389
Master Ziyin temporarily sealed the evil spirit of Fenji in Baili Tusu's body.

"You stand back!"

"Hey, this is my house. Can you go out and fight? If you damage my house, you will pay for it!"

Just when the momentum between Master Ziyin and Ouyang Shaogong had just started, and everyone held their breaths, Fang Lansheng pointed to the plowed flowerbed and said loudly.

"Eh... shall we find another place?"

Master Ziyin pondered slightly, and asked Ouyang Shaogong.

"Yes!" Ouyang Shaogong nodded slightly.

shhhhh!

The two fairy-level bosses flew straight into the sky and swept towards the outside of Qinchuan City.

"Chu Yi, you stay and clean up the mess, Ao Tian Qingniu, you come with me!"

"Yes, Master!"

So, Chu Feng took Ao Tianqingniu to chase Ziyin and Ouyang Shaogong to the battlefield.

"Forehead--"

All the masters present had already left. Facing the disciples of the Immortal Spirit Sect who had lost their combat effectiveness, Tian Gang Di Sha was not polite and tied them up one by one.

When he was tied to Yin Qianshang, he still wanted to struggle, but he had already been injured by Ao Tian and Zi Yin, so he was no match for Chu Yi and the others.

What's more, they all cultivated the "Blood War in the Eight Desolations" and "The Art of Controlling God" taught by Chu Feng, which is different from the cultivation system of the ancient sword plane. All mana.

But Tiangang Disha's body is the real essence, which is stronger than mana in terms of destructive power.

So Yin Qianshang suffered an unfamiliar loss and was quickly taken down.

The masks of the ghost-faced men were all taken off, revealing their true colors.

At this time, Feng Qingxue suddenly discovered that Yin Qianshang looked exactly like her elder brother, and when she put the bracelet on her wrist close to Yin Qianshang, it emitted bursts of light.

Tears quickly formed in the eyes, gradually gathering and dripping down.

"elder brother!"

"Ah? What!"

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Just here, as our battlefield!"

Ouyang Shaogong said lightly.

"it is good!"

With a flash in Ziyin's eyes, a long purple sword appeared out of thin air, the sword commander moved, and the long sword flew.

"Tai Xu Sword!"

Sword shadows burst out from the purple long sword, covering the sky and covering the sky, even covering the sky.

As Ziyin's real swordsmanship turned, sword shadows all over the sky gathered to form a giant long sword.

call out!
"Good job!" Ouyang Shaogong floated cross-legged, stroking his hands like playing a piano.

Fingers moved, but the sound of "ding ding dong dong" came out again. In the void, an illusory guqin phantom emerged, rippling like water ripples.

These are not ordinary ripples, this is a sound wave made by immortal power, and Ouyang Shaogong has Fenglaiyi.

"Xuanyinshield!"

As soon as the sound of the piano was turned, it was full of breath, and turned a thousand times, forming an illusory shield, blocking Ziyin's Taixu sword.

The two of them were surrounded by sword energy, and the other was rippling with sound waves. The sword energy shot out like a torrential rain, but they couldn't break through the rippling sound waves.

"Huh? This Ouyang Shaogong has become stronger, or his physical body has become stronger, and he can withstand the load brought by the immortal law."

Chu Feng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was quite surprised. He did not expect that Ouyang Shaogong could strengthen his physical body to such an extent after eight years.

"However, this is probably the reason why his physical body is almost unable to bear the immortal soul. That physical body is riddled with holes! This is a desperate fight..."

While speaking, the battle between the two escalated again, and the sky filled with sword energy filled Ziyin's back, isolating all the spiritual energy of the world.

On the other side, behind Ouyang Shaogong, there is a hundred-foot-high fire phoenix, screaming up to the sky, flapping its giant wings, and the sporadic fire feathers that fall down are as gorgeous as shooting stars. The hot flame burns the spiritual energy, and uses the spiritual energy as fuel to burn the void .

"What a powerful fairy art, Ouyang Shaogong, who are you? There is no such strong existence as you in the mortal world!"

As a sword fairy, Zi Yin's combat power is no match for even ordinary celestial beings, but now he is at a stalemate with Ouyang Shaogong, and no one can help the other.

"Hehe, it's okay to tell you, I am the prince Changqin!"

"What, no wonder you want to get Fenji, so you are the prince Changqin back then!"

Immortal Ziyin was shocked, because Prince Changqin was a real immortal, even if Feng Lai's real body was destroyed, only the immortal soul, half of the immortal soul, was able to fight him evenly.

"That's right, I'm bound to win the Fenji Sword Spirit, that's my other half, and none of you can stop it!"

When talking about the Burning Sword Spirit, Ouyang Shaogong lost his former indifference and suddenly became hostile.

"Easy!"

Roar--

A huge black dragon poked its head out from the boundless clouds. The body of the dragon was winding.

But from his dragon head, it can be seen that this black dragon is at least about a thousand meters long.

The dragon's body slowly appeared, and it was suddenly discovered that there were actually two huge black wings on the black dragon's back.

This is Ying Long!

Qianyu, originally a water lizard in Mt. Yu, met the prince Changqin who was a celestial being in Mt. Mun in his early years. One played the piano and the other listened to music. He had the love of high mountains and flowing water, and Boya Ziqi. At the time of the thorough response to the dragon, the prince Changqin must be seated between the dragon's horns.

Time flies, and Qian Yu has cultivated into a black Yinglong. He played in the south of the human world, aroused public grievances, and wounded the immortal general. He fled to Buzhou Mountain to seek the protection of Zhonggu, the son of Zhulong.

The Emperor of Heaven sent Gong Gong, the god of water, Zhu Rong, the god of fire, and the prince Changqin to Buzhou Mountain to capture them, but under the protection of the bells and drums, they could not capture even a moment.

So he ordered the prince Changqin to put the bells and drums to sleep with music. Just when Zhu Rong and Gonggong were about to capture Xie, the prince Changqin suddenly saw the golden eyes of the black Yinglong and recognized it as Meishan. My good friend saves a moment.

Surprised, he forgot to play the music and woke up the bell and drum, who was furious and fought endlessly with the god of water and fire, causing the pillar of heaven to collapse, and the world was almost destroyed.

After the ancient god Nuwa mended the sky, the emperor of heaven pursued the prince Changqin, and was demoted to a mortal, who would never be a fairy. With few relatives and love, reincarnation and rebirth are all lonely lives.

On the way of reincarnation, Changqin's soul was lingering on Mt. Li, and was separated by craftsmen of the Longyuan tribe. With his soul and four souls, he cast it into "Fen Ji", one of the seven fierce swords.And his other two souls and three souls accidentally crossed into the body of Jiao Yue, the son of Jiao Li, by chance, and often stared blankly at Fen Ji.

Unexpectedly, the Longyuan tribe wanted to cut down the sky again, and Nuwa sealed the Longyuan Seven Fierce Swords in order to prevent the people from dying, and the Longyuan tribe entered the realm with Nuwa.

The remnant soul of the prince Changqin escaped from reincarnation with the technique of crossing the soul, and changed his body from generation to generation. Because half of the soul was taken away to forge the sword of burning silence, he could not be reincarnated, so he could only survive by taking away the body of others. Ouyang Shaogong It came from the house.

Moreover, in the long time, after experiencing too many joys and sorrows, only lonely and painful memories are left, and gradually lose their true nature.

Now, in order to get back the lost ordinary fairy soul, Prince Changqin went to Mt. Yu to find his good friend Yinglong Qianyu to help him.

"Ying Long!"

Master Ziyin sucked in a mouthful of cold skin, oh no, it was cold air, he never thought that Ouyang Shaogong was the prince Changqin, let alone that he would invite Yinglong here.

Yinglong is also an extremely powerful existence in the fairy world, otherwise he would not become a fighting dragon in the fairy world. Daoist Ziyin is not sure to deal with it at the same time. No, he must not. He Yinglong Qianyu is not an ordinary fairy.

Ying Long's fighting power is much higher than that of the Prince Changqin back then. The real Ziyin can only compete with the half-souled Prince Changqin. It made Master Ziyin a headache.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, I still need to ask for your help. The Kongming Illusory Sword Art will be offered with both hands!"

"Hehe, not enough!"

Chu Feng shook his head, he wouldn't say that he and Ouyang Shaogong also had grudges, and it would be best to have more benefits.

"Ziyin's collection, you can choose!"

"make a deal!"

(End of this chapter)