Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

Seeing Elder Yunshan who had no power to resist under the thunder, the people in Yunyuan City were extremely panicked.

On weekdays, Elder Yunshan did not appear much, but every time he appeared, he left a deep impression on the people in the city.

In their hearts, the image of Elder Yunshan was not much different from that of an immortal.

Can call the wind and rain, move mountains and seas.

But it was such a “true immortal” in their eyes that was devoured by thunder without any ability to fight back.

This scene created an indelible shadow on the people in the city.

Some of them asked, who is the myth and where is the myth?

At this time, even Tianjizi was a little flustered, but only thinking of Yang Jian’s reply before, his heart was slightly relieved.

But at the same time, he had a trace of doubt, the performance of the people on the cloud was too terrifying, even the Yunshan Elder of the Cave Heaven Realm could not block a move, even if Erlang Zhenjun arrived, could he win?

This thought was quickly extinguished and he warned himself not to speculate on the gods.

Under the pressure of the apocalypse, Yunyuan City fell into madness, especially if they didn’t even know what the myth was, they were about to fall into a catastrophe, which was even more sad.

At this moment, in the palace where the cloud mountain rushed out before, another light appeared.

Immediately, a terrifying aura emerged, and the huge energy gathered, turning into a huge figure with white hair and appearing, facing the Nine Ghost Dragon on the clouds.

His power is extremely terrifying, like the supreme who controls heaven and earth.

The people of Yunyuan City surged with hope again, and said loudly: “It’s the head of the Yunyuan faction, we have been saved!” ”

This news spread rapidly, and many people were stable in their hearts when they saw this huge phantom.

The Yunyuan faction has controlled this city for tens of thousands of years, and to the people in the city, the people of the Yunyuan faction are all immortals, coming and going, calling the wind and rain.

Elder Yunshan was this image in their eyes.

And the head of the Yunyuan Sect is the immortal among immortals, an existence beyond their imagination.

Now that the head of the Yunyuan Sect has personally appeared, naturally any problems have been solved.

The Nine Ghost Dragon on the clouds saw this phantom composed purely of energy, his face was still indifferent, and even his mood fluctuations did not appear.

“Chief, Elder Yunshan has been killed by him!” A disciple of the Yunyuan Sect below shouted.

The gaze of the head of Yunyuan condensed slightly, but did not express it, but shouted to the Nine Ghost Dragon in the sky: “Daoist, in the head of Xiayunyuan, I don’t know where Yunyuan City has offended Daoist, please make it clear.” ”

The voice of the Nine Ghost Prison Dragon remained unchanged, and said indifferently: “Hand over the myth, otherwise Yunyuan City will not leave a living mouth today.” ”

The head of Yun Yuan was silent for a moment, and asked rhetorically: “Daoyou is a person from Senluo Hall?” ”

The Nine Ghost Prison Dragon didn’t answer, but just said coldly, “You still have less than half a quarter of an hour. ”

Yun Yuan’s head was furious, he was also a party in charge, and he was also a supreme realm powerhouse, although it was only a heavy heaven of the supreme realm, but he was also a true supreme.

He was ignored in this way.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger again, for the simple reason that he felt the horror of the other party.

That abyss as deep as the sea of terrifying momentum is stronger than him.

The person in front of him had at least crossed the second heavenly ladder of the Supreme Realm, and he was not an opponent at all.

Enduring his anger, he said, “This is the gateway to the eighteen southeastern states, although my Yunyuan Sect is not a top faction, it also has some connections with the Ten Gates Sect, if the Daoist really acts against the sky, he is not afraid of provoking the right way?” ”

The Nine Ghost Prison Dragon then lowered his head, looking at him with an extremely cold gaze, he slowly raised his hand, and suddenly the heavens and the earth were shackled.

The illusory figure of Yun Yuan’s head suddenly fluttered, faintly showing signs of dissipation.

“Are you threatening Ben-kun?”

The eyes of the Nine Ghost Prison Dragon flashed with a dangerous light, and he said indifferently: “Yunyuan faction, Benjun has written it down, give you three times, if you don’t retreat yourself, Benjun will flood this city and kiss your mountain gate, I want to see if those righteous paths will avenge you afterwards.” ”

The face of the head of Yun Yuan completely changed, and there was a hint of panic mixed with anger.

“One.”

The indifferent voice of the Nine Ghost Dragon sounded.

This sound also resounded in the hearts of many people in Yunyuan City.

Their hearts beat violently with this sound.

“Two.”

The head of Yun Yuan hesitated, he looked at the emotionless eyes of the Nine Ghost Prison Dragon, and fear rose in his heart.

For the sake of the people of this city, is it worth it to take the entire Yunyuan faction?

Although this city is important to them, it is not the only one.

“Three.”

The voice of the Nine Ghost Prison Dragon sounded regularly, and at the same time, the illusory figure of Yun Yuan’s head dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

Suddenly, the people in the city exploded, and countless people cried and wailed.

The head of Yun Yuan abandoned them?

Even the head of the Yunyuan Sect was afraid!

Most fell into deep despair and cursed at the heavens.

The whole city quickly became chaotic.

The Nine Ghost Dragon stood in the clouds, indifferently looking at everything in front of him, like a god about to cleanse the world.

Time has passed, and the despair suppressed to the extreme has plunged the people of the city into madness, and all kinds of ugly gestures have emerged.

“It’s time.” The Nine Ghost Dragon said calmly, waving lightly with one hand.

Heaven and earth roared, and I saw the rushing tide in all directions, wanting to devour everything.

Countless people in the city fled like crazy, and they didn’t know where to escape, but simply ran again.

Someone howled.

Someone ended his life ahead of schedule.

Some people took the opportunity to carry knives and do things they didn’t dare to do before.

There are mothers holding their children crying to heaven: “Who will save us?” ”

Many desperate people gathered together and pronounced the names of the gods they had heard.

The atmosphere of doom reaches its extreme at this moment, and in the next moment, the entire city will be drowned by the wave.

At this time, even Tianjizi panicked, looking at the rushing flood, he was about to be buried.

But at this moment, a heavenly light suddenly fell from above the nine heavens, and the brilliant light turned into hope and illuminated the hearts of the desperate.

A figure quickly fell from the light.

Holding a three-pointed and two-edged knife, wearing a Xuan Yi Su Dao robe, he looks handsome and majestic.

His figure fell extremely quickly, obviously arriving later, but he arrived above Yunyuan City before the flood fell.

Everyone clearly saw his appearance and the heavenly eye that opened his eyebrows.

Divine light shot out from the eyes of the heavens, and as far as the light went, it was as if the rules had been rewritten, and the space of a city was solidified.

The flood is coming, but it becomes extremely slow.

Everyone in the city had already fallen into despair, but suddenly ushered in redemption, looking at the sky stunned, sluggish.

I don’t know who saw the appearance and had an imagination, and suddenly said: “Holding a three-pointed and two-edged gun, his eyebrows are shining, he is Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian!” ”

Many people who listened to the book during this time were shocked and immediately responded.

At this moment, Tianjizi also reacted extremely quickly, he was not far from the place where the crowd gathered, and he was a cultivator, holding his breath and roaring.

“The True Monarch of the Qingyuan Miaodao has come from mythology to save us!”