School beauty's immortal cultivation powerhouse

"There are really unknown creatures in this world."

Yang Tian took a deep breath, quickly stopped his cultivation, adjusted his Xianyuan to the extreme, and planned to face the sudden danger.

Yinglong once again sent out a roar of shaking the world, and the blood red eyes were full of killing intention.

"Those who infringe upon the place where the emperor's master lies shall die!"

Its mouth spits out human language, under the flash of fire red wings, with a terrible wind towards Yang Tian.

Yang Tian quickly floated to the void from the blood pool.

He turned the Xianyuan all over his body and condensed into a shield around his body.

Bang!

Violent impact sound, let Yang Tian's face slightly pale, step back in the void a few steps to unload this strength.

This Yinglong is so powerful that it can crush the power of the later stage of the holy land.

Yang Tian's face slightly changed, and just now he and Yu Lao but clearly heard what each other said.

Its owner, the land of eternal sleep, the ancient immortal.

The owner of this Yinglong is the immortal who has been dead for thousands of years.

It's been here for thousands of years, and it hasn't fallen yet.

Yang Tian is not sure what this concept is to fight against Yinglong, who has lived for thousands of years.

Moreover, looking at the realm just now, this Ying dragon should have the power to surpass the holy realm.

Yang Tianhou stepped back, his tone as gentle as possible and said: "Yinglong, we come here without any malice, and we have no intention of disturbing your master's sleep. How about we go now?"

Yinglong's fiery red eyes burst out with a sense of killing.

"You have devoured all the immortal blood power of my master, and now you want to leave? Don't you think it's funny? "

"What do you want?"

Yang Tian's face was not good-looking, and he kept thinking about how to escape from here.

He had no grudge against Yinglong. At most, he absorbed a little more immortal blood. It was not a big fault.

If you don't run, stay and fight with a fierce beast that surpasses the strength of the holy land, that's the brain problem.

Yinglong is swinging its huge wings in the sky, and its huge red scales are shining with dazzling light.

Obviously, the dragon's defense also seems to be invincible.

Yang Tian found that the strong man in the world he came into contact with, not counting the old man who couldn't walk out of the forbidden area of Kunlun, could not defeat the dragon.

It seems that this Yinglong is only half a chip weaker than Canglong. After all, it has survived for tens of thousands of years and is absolutely a peerless fierce beast at the peak of adulthood.

The black dragon is just a young dragon that has lived for more than a thousand years.

If it is born, it can absolutely sweep all forces.

It's like the corpse emperor xuanqingtian demon ancestor.

I'm afraid none of them are rivals of this Yinglong,

Thinking of this, Yang Tian can't help regretting.

If I had known that there was such a monster here, I would not have come here to swim in muddy water even if I killed him.

Mr. Yu just said that there was a little danger here. All the distracted disciples disappeared last time.

Now it seems that this is no small danger.

It's cool to have the horrible existence of corpse emperor and demon ancestor.

The uninformed thought that the old man was deliberately luring him here.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Mr. Yu. He found that the old man really didn't know.

Because old Yu has been scared silly now, he is sitting on the ground, shivering all over because of fear. Also a strength of shouts should dragon to come, run quickly.

After shouting for a long time, you run by yourself. You can't expect to help if you stay. On the contrary, you are still a burden.

Ying Long gives out a low roar in his mouth. He stares at Yang Tian in the beast pupil, but doesn't pay attention to Yu Lao.

Obviously, in his opinion, Yu is just a mole ant.

It's the only one who can treat heaven as a mole ant.

"You have devoured my master's immortal blood. I will tear you to pieces and let all your blood be infused into this pool."

Obviously, this beast is not going to give up.

Yang Tian took a deep breath and then laughed,

"I've never had the habit of spitting out what I swallow."

"Then die!"

With a low roar of Ying long, he rushed forward. The tail of his body, with sharp spines like a PU fan, fell on the surrounding stone wall, forming a stone wall as strong as gold and iron for thousands of years, like cutting tofu, leaving deep traces

The surrounding stone walls are full of such traces. When I came here just now, I didn't pay attention to them.

"Run away."

Yang Tian yells angrily at Yu, and then his figure flashes. He is about to rush out of the ancient immortal's cave.

Unexpectedly, Yinglong was even faster than him. He opened his mouth and could swallow the huge stone mill.

Yang Tian's face was ugly, and he gave a roar“ Kill the immortals Zhuxian sword flies out in an instant, and there is a roar of Tianlong in it. However, Yinglong roars again. The Tianlong in Zhuxian sword is like a mouse meeting a cat, and even shrinks in the depth of Zhuxian sword, and dare not appear. After all, this is the existence of the Yellow Emperor. If the ancient mythology records well, it is the Ying dragon. Because this piece of heaven and earth, if there is no accident, only its own Yinglong. Yang Tian scolds the dragon in Zhuxian sword, then uses his sword to cut through the sky and attacks Yinglong. Ying Long's huge wings closed to block the sword. In the early stage of becoming a sage, combined with the 90% power of Zhuxian sword, it only caused a little scar on its wings. Yang Tian's face changed slightly. It seemed that only when he reached the middle stage of becoming a holy land, he could barely survive in his hands. However, now that he has just broken through the early stage of he Dao's becoming sage, how can he be the opponent of Ying Long. Yang Tian keeps dodging, but he can't rush out of the hole. Yinglong is roaring. Every attack has the power of terror. In particular, the huge fan like tail was thrown down at him. Although Yang Tian arranged a strong defense and resisted it with Zhuxian sword, he flew out in an instant and inlaid it on the stone wall. Even Zhuxian sword, also vaguely bear a huge force, also vaguely some bending“ You forced me Yang Tian came out of the stone wall and swallowed a mouthful of blood. Then he cut his palm, and the pure gold blood kept dripping on Zhuxian sword. The body of Zhuxian sword burst out a bright light like the scorching sun. Absorbed so much immortal blood, the blood in Yang Tian's body has been completely transformed into the blood of a real immortal. The pure gold blood sent out, and a strange fragrance filled the whole cave in an instant. But no one noticed. After Zhuxian sword was stained with immortal blood, a strong sword intention came out from inside. It seems that something terrible awakes at the body of the sword. There seems to be a bad feeling in Ying Long's Scarlet eyes. It let out a long roar, and then the red light on its body, followed by a hot breath from its body. Yinglong's throat also showed a dazzling golden light“ No, Mr. Yang, dive into the blood pool quickly. This dragon will send out a long breath. " Longxi is a unique attack of the dragon clan. As long as it is burned by Longxi, some of them can be reduced to ashes. Since this Ying dragon is so powerful, the dragon breath is even more powerful. However, Yang Tian did not hear. The golden light of Zhuxian sword covers everything. Today, he uses his own immortal blood to improve the power of Zhuxian sword to the extreme. That is to say, today we can use the power of the immortal sword. The real sword soul in Zhuxian sword was lost in a battle with the devil in Xuantian, but he accepted the warm sample of the place where the sword was buried for such a long time and Yang Tian's immortal blood call. Is gradually gathering up, began to wake up. The soul of the dragon in it seems to have encountered something terrible and constantly wants to rush out of the sword, but it can't escape because it is sealed in the sword by Yang Tian. Then, the spirit of the immortal sword really woke up, and a strong sword spirit broke through the mountains and directed directly into the sky. Zheng! The sound of a sword lasts for a long time“ Old man, we can finally fight together again today, "Yang Tian slowly breathed out a turbid breath, and his face was a little pale. This time, the consumption of immortal blood is not too much. If it doesn't devour this blood pool, it is the real sword soul that once ten of his immortal essence blood can't summon to kill the immortal sword.