Immortal Tribulation

Chapter 5 Ancient memory
High above the magic forest, a golden dragon appeared out of nowhere, shocking the entire magic forest.That powerful air made countless monsters crawl on the ground, trembling all over.

At this moment, the entire Shenwu Continent was boiling, and countless powerful divine thoughts came from far away.

"That is??"

"My God! Shenlong!"

"That's right, it's really a dragon!"

Several shocking divine senses came out.

But at this moment, in the middle of this forest, a more terrifying aura, Nieman, came out, which actually contained the aura of destruction and death.

A huge black hand protruded from the center of the magic forest, and grabbed the dragon in the sky.

"what is that??"

"It seems to be devouring my divine sense!"

"I feel the breath of destruction!"

"No, back quickly!"

A brief moment of spiritual consciousness spread out, and then disappeared above the sky.

Faced with such a situation, Long Aotian's complexion changed drastically. Even the old national teacher felt a strong danger, and he protected several people behind him, ready to take action at any time.

Tianfan's feeling at this moment was clearer than those of the others. At the moment when the huge magic palm appeared, he actually felt a strange power trembling in his body. You must know that he had never practiced before. How could there be such a force in the body!

That force seemed to be incomparably afraid of the devil's palm in the air. After the magic mist appeared, it actually lurked deep into Tian Fan's body, even completely blinding Tian Fan's breath, making it clear what he wanted Avoid that destructive death mist.

"what?"

Long Aotian and others looked at the strange scene in the sky in shock, and did not notice anything strange about Tian Fan.But the old national teacher who was on guard against the magic palm suddenly felt that he had lost Tian Fan's aura. He let out a slight doubt and looked towards Tian Fan, but the Long Xiao in the sky attracted his attention again.

At this time, the golden dragon in the sky let out a roar that shook the sky, and seemed to be in great trouble.

"Roar……"

In the Veneman world of the dragon, the dragon clawed across the sky, a pair of dragon claws waved lightly, and several claw marks of the dragon struck towards the flying demon palm.But when it met the palm formed by the condensed black magic mist, the powerful divine dragon claws were like water entering the sea, it was not completely absorbed, and it did not have the slightest effect.

Where the magic palm passed by, countless trees began to show signs of withering. Obviously, the magic mist was also strongly corrosive.

The roar of the dragon shook the sky, shaking time and space, and the white light all over the body of the golden dragon soared. A powerful dragon element appeared in the huge dragon's mouth, slowly compressed, and finally a white light ball the size of a fist quietly settled on the huge dragon's mouth. front of the skull.Although the size has become smaller, the power is extremely huge, definitely far stronger than the Hunyuan sword issued by the old master.

Looking at the giant magic mist palm that was already approaching, it finally threw the dragon yuan ball out, turning it into a bright beam of light and directly bombarding that magic palm.

"boom……"

In the end, the powerful Dragon Yuan smashed the palm of the hand and turned it into a black mist all over the sky, but before it could breathe a sigh of relief, the drifting mist condensed into a shape again, and it slapped Shenlong directly, and directly photographed it high altitude.

"lb……"

The five-foot-long dragon body hit the ground, shaking the ground, and a huge pit appeared in front of everyone.

The golden dragon vomited blood profusely, and its body was already cracked. It struggled to stand up, but it couldn't get up again, and looked unwillingly at the devil's palm that came down again.

It has gone through thousands of tribulations, practiced hard, and finally broke the gap in the avenue and activated the blood of the ancient dragon. It should have been worshiped by all directions and roamed freely in the world, but it did not expect that at this most glorious moment, a demon palm To kill it here.

What is the origin of this demon palm, that breath seems to be able to destroy everything.

Looking at the palm that was pressing down, the old master stood up and raised his hand to hit the sky. A dark and clear handprint was printed on the palm that was taken down.

"Puru..."

The two huge palms met together, and in an instant, the old man vomited blood and retreated.

"What a terrifying power, what the hell is this!"

How powerful the old man is, he is definitely the top existence on the Shenwu Continent.But now, he vomited blood and retreated after being hit by that weird palm.

The mysterious palm condensed from the black mist seemed to be nothing, and the trajectory remained unchanged, and it shot at the dragon on the ground.

"Humph……"

The old man snorted coldly, surrounded by blue light, and countless strange runes appeared, floating up and down beside him.At the same time, he moved his hands together, forming mysterious seals one after another, and a golden light net condensed in his hands. As soon as it appeared, the blue runes on the old man's body began to shake violently, and then all Leaning towards the golden net, the two finally merged together.

A blue-gold light net condensed out, with countless mysterious charms on it.

"Suppressing demons!"

The old man groaned, and pushed the light net on his chest towards the palm of his hand.

The optical network and the magic palm in mid-air confronted each other, and for a while, no one could do anything to the other, but after a while, the strange magic palm was finally stronger.

"Puru..."

The ending was still the same, the old man was shaken back again, vomiting blood.

"This……"

The old man's face was full of shock, even his most powerful special skills could not do anything to that demon palm, just the aura of the duel caused him to vomit blood and retreat, so what if it was directly slapped on his body?Undoubtedly, it would definitely be able to crush him to pieces, leaving no scum left! !
Thinking of this, he turned his head and glanced at the weak Shenlong on the ground. Just now he saw Shenlong directly bear the full blow of the demon palm, but he didn't die!

Legend has it that Shenlong's physique is incomparably tyrannical, and everything on his body is a peerless treasure, and there is nothing wrong with it.

There was no obstacle in the palm of the hand, and it grabbed the dragon on the ground again, without any sign of attacking the old man.Perhaps in its consciousness, there are no people at all, only the breath of that dragon.

Long Aotian's body was shining with golden light, and he was about to step forward, but he was held back by the old man.

"National teacher?" The old national teacher shook his head at him, and then apologized to the dragon on the ground:
"Brother Long, I'm sorry, I've tried my best." He knew it after just two shots. This weird palm is definitely not something they can contend with. That palm with the breath of death is really terrifying up.

The Shenlong lying on the ground moved its huge head with difficulty to look at several people, and nodded to the old man, with a grateful expression on his face, as if he had accepted his fate.It's just that anyone can feel how unwilling it is.

The pitch-black palm finally fell down, grabbed the dragon on the ground, and dragged it toward the depths of the magical forest.

"Roar..." The mournful roar was full of unwillingness. Its huge head was facing several people directly, and its pair of football-sized long eyes were full of unwillingness. What could be more disheartening than this? ?
Shenlong despairs! !
The old national teacher showed a helpless look, while Long Yueying turned her head away very unbearably.

Looking at this scene, Tianfan didn't know why, and suddenly felt extremely sad in his heart, as if something in his body was touched at this moment, and bloody pictures flickered in his mind: the war demon who lost his head, The fairy who lost her eyes, the god who lacked an arm, the dragon dancing with its broken body, countless broken limbs and broken corpses falling from the sky, countless pictures flashed through his mind rapidly, and finally the picture was frozen in a beautiful scene. On Chen's white figure, blood stained her pure white dress red, traces of blood slipped from the corners of her mouth, that pale and peerless face showed an incomparably sad smile at Tian Fan, the beautiful figure slowly dissipated in front of him. In front of my eyes, life and death disappear! ! !

"Do not!!"

A mournful roar came from Tianfan's mouth, two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks, his face was full of grief and indignation, and he stepped out in one step.

(End of this chapter)