Fengshen Wendaoxing

In the chaos, the ancestor dragon, who was winding for tens of thousands of miles, twinkled his dragon eyes, staring at this Haotian.

"The tone is wrong..."

Zu Long said solemnly, this is not like the Haotian in his memory.

"It's still talking nonsense until now, Zu Long, come to fight."

Lu Chuan said loudly, crossing the chaos and refused to give Zulong a chance to investigate the truth.

What is the truth?

The truth is that Emperor Haotian just left, this is what he faked by scaring Kunpeng away.

If there is really any plan to catch turtles in the urn, Haotian will not leave him an Eight Immortal plan.

"I believe you!"

Thinking of the last four words on the scroll, Haotian's smile seemed to be close in front of him, and Lu Chuan couldn't help but want to curse.

Zulong, Kunpeng, and him are now all powerhouses at the pinnacle of the ancestral realm, and they are almost the same in terms of cultivation. The only difference is the way and the method they cultivated.

He has the courage to fight the two masters alone with his own power, but it would be great if he just became the emperor of heaven if he overturned the car, so it is better to stay steadily.

"Zulong, fight!"

Lu Chuan's eyes were golden light, full of fighting spirit, hair full of gleaming hair, and his whole body was like a vast ocean, striding forward in the chaos, pinching his fist marks and blasting forward.

With each step falling, his figure skyrocketed. When the nine steps fell, his body became infinite, and his body was filled with immortal breath.

Wow...

A big river of time and space entangles his body, and the law of yin and yang and five elements accompanies him, rumbling between his hands and feet, as if to prop up this chaos and open a piece of heaven and earth.

Once the body of the Ancestral Realm is released, it is unparalleled and too large to be used in the Three Realms, and in this chaos, they can fight without scruples.

The emperor of the new heaven attacked, and the scene was like the sky and the earth cracked. With a long roar, Zulong's huge body suddenly exerted force, swinging the giant tail that circulated chaotic energy, and there was an inexplicable aura flowing on the tail.

Boom!

After the fist print and the huge dragon tail met, it was like two big suns collided together. The dazzling brilliance seemed to illuminate eternity, and the scene was too shocking.

"Come!"

The two started a war in the chaos, one after another, the magical powers exploded in the collision, releasing countless blazing light beams, as if the beginning of the universe was born. The laws of yin and yang, and the five elements are entangled and strangled. Although these roads are not their choice, they have each involved their own means of attack.

Boom!

A sharp dragon claw grabbed the chaos and collided with the palm of the emperor of heaven. The flames flickered, and the power wave of the explosion shook a nearby chaotic area, where the two qi and turbidity were separating, and the stones in the chaos were shattering.

This scene is too amazing, but unfortunately, no one can see it.

However, in the depths of the chaos, a pair of eyes concealed and watched the battle quietly.

"Zhenwu kid, I just want to hide it from the old man because I'm so obsessed, it's ridiculous!"

Kunpeng's eyes flickered, and his dazzling expression: "Zulong is not sincere in working with me. He wants to try the way of the emperor, but the old man doesn't want to let him have only one position of the emperor. When they lose both sides, I will go out to pick up the bargain. ..."

In any case, he is also a long-standing existence that has lived for countless years.

In their field, no one should regard anyone as a fool, or they will find that they are the biggest fool in the end.

No matter how he said, Kunpeng was also the top existence in the innate sacredness, with his own arrogance, even if the real Haotian came, he would never run so embarrassed.

It's just that he and Zulong are both collaborators and competitors.

Zu Long is a ruthless character who can't even let go of his brother's remains. How can he not have a lot of attention when cooperating with such a guy?

Between the electric light and flint, the two supreme beings fought against each other hundreds of times in the chaos.

An invisible phantom of Tai Chi figure around Lu Chuan slowly circulated, standing in chaos, his body collided with sparks everywhere, he stood still, but Zulong's claws finally cracked and bleeds.

"The body of this kid..."

The look of Kunpeng in the dark was shocked. These innate sacreds were born by adhering to the luck of heaven and earth. They are blessed by nature and how powerful the flesh is.

And this heavenly emperor was only born in the human race among the descendants of the human race. Although he has more wisdom than other acquired races, his flesh is still as fragile as an ant.

But at this moment, he actually fell short in the physical aspect when he was fighting against people...

When Kunpeng sighed, suddenly, an abnormality happened.

When Lu Chuan Tiandi's palm touched the dragon's tail again, suddenly, Lu Chuan, who had been in the upper hand, staggered back, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and his expression was amazed.

Lu Chuan looked at the giant tail of the ancestral dragon, and at this moment there were two strange fluctuations.

Lu Chuan sensed, and said in a deep voice: "Always the main road!"

The beginning and the end represent two opposite roads, like white and black, yin and yang.

"I... underestimated you."

Lu Chuan's expression was slightly condensed: "It turns out that you have also practiced two avenues."

Zulong is the ancestor of the dragon clan, so he always thinks that the avenue cultivated by the ancestor dragon is the origin and origin of the road.

The beginning and the end are like the beginning and end of a thing.

"The Dao of Beginning is the Dao of my brother Shilong, and it is my Dao in the end."

Zu Long sneered and said: "I melted his keel and got his Dao Fruit, two avenues fellow practitioners, Emperor Tian, ​​if it wasn't for getting you to the bait, do you think you beat me?"

"So it's like this..."

Lu Chuan understood, and sighed: "The Dragon Race respects you as the ancestor, but you did not expect to worship the wrong person. You didn't care about the life and death of the Dragon Race at all."

Just like other races, two congenital dragons were born after the opening of heaven and earth.

Shilong was born to carry the creation of Siyuan Dao, so he later created the dragon clan, but the ancestral dragon carried the way of ending, which may also indicate that the dragon clan will end because of him.

"Damn, this old **** actually hid such a hand..."

Kunpeng cursed secretly that the ancestor dragon was rampant in the past, but now the fellow practitioners who ended the Great Dao are more than one plus one equal to two.

"The heavens and the earth are mysterious, the universe is prehistoric, what is a small race created in front of the avenue?"

Zu Long said indifferently: "If you don't have to create another one, my generation has lived for countless years. How can I keep my blood and race in my heart, and create a race casually is easy."

"I really hope you let your sons and daughters listen to you."

Lu Chuan said that these innate sacred thoughts are indeed difficult to be substituted by the acquired creatures.

The innate sacred is born by the luck of the air, is blessed, and has countless lifespans. There is no need for the acquired creatures to multiply and live for the continuation of life because of their short lifespan.

"Stop talking nonsense, countless opponents have died in my hands for endless years."

Zu Long’s eyes were full of murderous intent: "But there is no Emperor, today I want to taste the Tao fruit of your new Emperor..."

"Try it!"

Lu Chuan had only two characters, the emperor's crown and robe disappeared, and a black and crystal spear appeared in his hand, which seemed to have a kind of magical nature.

Originally, he thought Zulong, the ancestor of the dragon clan, wanted to lead the dragon to rise.

Now he discovered that the dragon had worshipped the ancestor by mistake. This ancestor dragon didn't care about the life and death of the dragon at all. This guy only cared about himself.

"Isn't this gun ruined..."

Zu Long's eyes suddenly changed and his voice changed: "Why is it in your hand?"

This is a legendary killer and one of his nightmares.

He especially remembered that at the end of the battle of the three tribes, when the oil ran out, a ghostly shadow appeared from the horizon, carrying a magic spear and shot a phoenix like a chicken, like a dog but a unicorn, like a snake. So...

He was nailed to death by this gun that time.

The appearance of this gun today awakened a very unpleasant memory in his soul, and his soul was a little chilly.

"This gun... are you scared?"

Lu Chuan raised his eyebrows because of the causality between this gun and Kunpeng.

But now he knew that Kunpeng was not the original owner of this gun. This gun belonged to the demon ancestor of the founder of the devil world, and that one was also his ancestor before his master became enlightened.

Legend has it that in the final battle of the Great Dao Controversy, his ancestor master killed this powerful enemy, thus proving Dao Hunyuan became the first heavenly sovereign after opening the sky.

Zu Long just stared at the black spear, trying hard to calm himself down.

"Don't be afraid, that demon is dead, he has this gun and it's useless..."

Zulong warned himself in his heart, but the fear from his soul could not be suppressed.

Then, at this moment, Lu Chuan suddenly moved.

The huge Dharma image appeared in front of Zulong instantly, and the spear pierced towards Zulong's head with a shot.

Although he doesn't know what happened, his ability to seize opportunities has always been very strong.

He has always implemented the six-character mantra of taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

"hold head high!"

Zulong's eyebrows rushed out of a chaotic bone dragon and greeted the black spear. Lu Chuan looked cold and shot like a dragon. In an instant, hundreds of spears pierced the bone dragon, and a loud noise erupted into chaos.

Ding!

When the hundredth shot Lu Chuan pierced the bone dragon's eyebrows, the bone dragon let out a wailing, which exploded like fireworks.

"die."

Lu Chuan's eyes were cold, and he stabbed Zulong with a shot.

"what?"

Zulong was frightened by this gun and his mood was turbulent, and his intention to retreat was born. At this moment, the destruction of his magic weapon finally caused him to lose his soul, and he had no fighting intent. He turned and ran, and the huge dragon body crossed the chaos.

"You can't run."

Lu Chuan looked cold and murderous, as long as he slaughtered this guy to subdue the dragon clan, it would be easy.

He would never want to destroy a race unless it was necessary, not to mention that he had some friendships with the dragon race.

There are currently three main unstable factors in the Three Realms.

One is the Zulong and Dragon clan, the second is the Yao clan, and the third is the Kunpeng.

Naturally, the Zulong will no longer be obsessed with enlightenment after eliminating the dragon clan.

Lu Chuan scanned the chaos left and right, and finally sighed and turned the palm of his hand. A rolled up painting appeared, and then threw it toward the front. With a thud, the painting turned into a golden bridge and extended to Zulong.

No matter how far Zulong runs, this bridge will always be beside him.

"Tai Chi diagram?"

Kunpeng's eyeballs were almost shocked, and his back was cold: "Is this crippled kid looking for me just now?!"

He said how Lu Chuan took out the Tai Chi picture reluctantly, and looked around, a little disappointed.

Now he seems to understand.

Lu Chuan stepped onto the bridge and crossed the chaos to catch up with the Ancestral Dragon, swept the Ancestral Dragon with the magic spear in his hand.

The two were fighting again, but at this moment Zulong had no intent to fight. It can be said that he had already lost the moment Lu Chuan took out the gun.

"This gun..."

Suddenly, Lu Chuan frowned when he noticed that the gun was absorbing the blood left after he wounded the Zulong.

This gun is really magical.

Taking this opportunity, Zulong turned around in embarrassment and fled again. The destruction of the magic weapon of his life reminded him of the scene of the crucifixion.

revenge?

It doesn't exist, the original owner of this gun is too strong so that he has no intention of revenge, not to mention that he is dead now.

"Humph!" Lu Chuan sneered and raised his hand to take away the magic spear. With a light step on his feet, the Golden Light Bridge followed the Zulong like a tarsal maggot.

"what!"

Zulong looked crazy at the bridge he was chasing.

boom!

This time Lu Chuan pinched a fist seal like a vast ocean of mana exploded, and finally, the ancestor dragon was blown up abruptly, and the dragon horns, dragon scales, and dragon blood were scattered in the chaos.

A ray of primordial spirit flew away towards the distance.

"Tiandi, although I am defeated~www.readwn.com~ but you can't kill me..."

Zulong's bitter voice came: "I will be back."

"Forget it, there is no end to you."

Lu Chuan was about to chase him, then looked at the dragon horns and dragon scales scattered in the chaos, and smiled: "Welcome to come again next time...send treasure!"

It cost him a great price to defeat the ancestral realm of the ancestral dragon, and the primordial spirit of the ancestral realm is immortal, very difficult to kill, and the third point is the eight immortals.

Zulong's previous rank was too high, Haotian said that the Eight Immortals restrained Zulong, this is not a joke!

Even if the Eight Immortals are all Da Luo Jinxian, there is no chance at all.

But now it's alright, Zulong's tuba has been scrapped by him, so he can only practice the trumpet, and the Eight Immortals are the emperor of the gods, and it will be the return of the king or the victory of the emperor.

As for him...

Lu Chuan sighed, a headache, and the Three Realms still had a lot of things to deal with.

With his heart moving, his emperor tower flew out and collected Zulong's dragon horns, dragon scales, and essence and blood into the tower without a drop.

"I will go!"

Lu Chuan left after receiving the Taiji Tu.

"Finally gone."

Kunpeng's mood can't be calmed for a long time, and today's battle is too scary.

No, to be precise, this new emperor's backhand is too scary.

When the chaos calmed down and Kunpeng was about to come out, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Strange, is Kunpeng really gone?"

Lu Chuan glanced at all directions with fiery eyes: "No, he should not be able to leave because of his suspicious character, he will be left to watch the game!"

Kunpeng's cold sweat "唰" came out: "I@#￥……"

This **** really wants to catch it all in one go!

Lu Chuan couldn't find it and could only leave with disappointment.

After this day, Kunpeng never returned to the Three Realms.

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