Du Yu put most of his thoughts on Ao Xuan, and asked without turning his head: "Three, what do you mean?"

"I said Fellow Daoist Jinlin, when will you wait if you don't make a move at this time? Do you have to break your promise? When my family regains the Dragon Transformation Pillar, I will definitely cleanse the blood for Fellow Daoist, and turn the snake into a jellyfish." Ao Xuan came from the sky That loud laugh.

Hearing this, Jin Lin's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Ao Xuan, don't play such clever things. I have no intention of participating in your Nanzhou affairs. If you really want to drag me into the water, then don't let me help Du Yu. "

It is rumored in the world that a snake will turn into a python in a hundred years, turn into a jiao in a thousand years, and finally become a dragon.

But in the eyes of the Golden Scale Demon Lord, snakes are not half as bad as dragons. In ancient times, there were true spirit dragon clans such as Qinglong, Yinglong, and Canglong, but the snake clan was not weak, and there were also true spirit ancestors such as Zhu Jiuyin, Xiangliu, and Ba Snake.

If it weren't for the true spirits of the ancient snake clan, they would always walk alone. Among the spirit clan in the small world today, the dragon clan may not be able to beat the snake clan.

Furthermore, it really wants to get involved in the internal disputes in Nanzhou. Instead of fighting for life and death, it is better to take advantage of the battle between the two sides and find out the unexplored place of this ancient cave. Explore. If you can get some treasures that are not weaker than Chemazhi, then it will really be worthwhile for it to calculate for a hundred or two hundred years.

Thinking of this, the Golden Scale Demon Lord couldn't help but glanced at the main hall, secretly thinking about how to **** the jade belt worn by the ancient monk from Ao Ce's hands. Maybe most of the ancient monk's worth is in it.

It's just that the thoughts hadn't settled yet, and suddenly a burst of extremely dazzling golden light came from the hall, followed by a bone-piercing scream.

And in the main hall, at some point, dozens of golden rainbows appeared, converging into a huge golden light group. Among them, a figure in Dao Dagon's uniform appeared out of thin air.

He put his fist on his waist with one hand clenched and put his hand behind his back. He said in an extremely calm voice: "The old man's mantle and bowl should not be coveted by people with fur and horns."

In these words, Ao Ce's real body appeared, and a twenty-foot-long blue-scaled flood dragon kept colliding in the golden light in the hall.

It's just that all this was in vain, no matter how Ao Ce struggled, there was not even a slight ripple on the surface of the ball of golden light.

After a few breaths, Ao Ce turned into a wisp of green smoke, and even Nascent Soul could not escape.

A Yaojun in the early Yuanying period died so easily.

In that hall, the golden light gradually faded, and the shining golden mirror hung in the air, and the jade belt on the ground also flew back to the high platform, and was tied around the waist of the jade bone corpse again.

Seeing this, Du Yu laughed, and glanced lightly, without showing any strangeness on his face.

Jin Lin, Ming Ling, and Xiao Feng were not so calm. They sized up Du Yu, and then at Zhang Shiping. Seeing that the two of them looked as expected, they recalled how they had behaved before. With such a cautious look, he suddenly realized something in his heart.

I am afraid that these two people probably already knew the identity of this ancient monk before coming here.

Thinking of this, the three monsters glanced at each other, and finally the Jinlin monster stepped forward and said, "Daoist Du Yu, is this within your expectations?"

"It's just that I knew something in advance. It's time for the three of you to make a choice. Do you leave on your own, or stand by one of us?" Du Yu said with an unchanged expression.

On the other side, Zhang Shiping also called back the Qingshuang Sword, which split into 18 swords, circling around his body, forming a sword formation, the sword energy was sharp, and the momentum was astonishing.

But Gu Zhang's side is similar, but the flying swords he controls are not as many as eighteen, but only nine. But the strands of sword energy derived from it are not weak at all.

All the monks present knew that Gu Zhang's nine flying swords were left by the Venerable Wan Jian, and they had been refined by Yu Xing for nearly 800 years. They are the first-class spiritual treasures in the world.

If Gu Zhang's cultivation base can reach the later stage and his spiritual consciousness and magic power are strong enough, not to mention all one hundred and eight Xuanji Doukui swords are sacrificed, as long as he can manipulate the number of eighty-nine seventy-two earth evil spirits, he will be able to fight. Can look at the same level vertically and horizontally.

And once he can reach the realm of transforming gods, he can compete with Xuanyuanzong and other masters who have inherited spiritual treasures. Otherwise, Venerable Wanjian in the past would not be able to crush Nanzhou and the three realms of Weiling with his sword, and his reputation spread far and wide overseas, and there is no one who would not follow.

In that short few hundred years, whether Xuanyuanzong and other five sects, or the White Horse Temple in Ximo, they could only keep their own place and did not dare to make any small moves.

Even when the Demon Lord came to the small world for the first time, Wanjian Venerable, the soul-splitting god, actually killed the incarnation of the Demon Lord in the spirit world.

All the monks present had already seen the heaven-reaching aura formed by the Demon Lord descending in the Baimang Mountains hundreds of years ago and attracting a world of inspiration. Xuan Yuanzong, who is carrying the ancient inheritance, naturally understands the horror of it.

Although this Demon Venerable was suppressed by the power of the world in Xiaohuanjie~lightnovelpub.net~ his cultivation base was only at the peak of Transformation God, but the supernatural powers he displayed were already far superior to most of the cave monks.

The realm of monks' practice, starting from refining qi, and then reaching Mahayana, is divided into three levels and nine levels, and the means that can be used are divided into techniques, methods, and Tao.

The bloodline supernatural powers such as spirit body and **** body that are accidentally awakened among the monks today are actually the ancient monks who practiced a certain skill to an extremely high level, so that it can be engraved in the bloodline and passed on to the world.

It can be said that these bloodline supernatural powers are a kind of proof that those powerful beings once existed.

According to Xuan Yuanzong's records at the time, the battle between the Venerable Wanjian and the incarnation of the Demon Venerable taught the world to be dark, and the thunder and thunder danced all over the sky. Barren forbidden land.

Under such circumstances, at that time, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan Sect at the transformation stage, even though he was protected by many treasures such as the Mingyu Xuanguang Mirror, he did not dare to get too close, for fear of being affected.

But no one understands why this Venerable Wanjian, in a short period of only 800 years of practice, can be so tyrannical, even stronger than those Mahayana Venerables in ancient times when they were young.

This matter was buried in the history of the years after Venerable Wanjian split the demon body and escaped from the Barbarian Realm. No one who came later knew the reason!

And while Du Yu was waiting for the Jinlin Yaojun's reply, under the urging of Ye Ning, the black and white aura of the river map above his head shone brightly, repelling the silver-purple mountain magic weapon that was overwhelming.

This mountain also turned into a silvery purple light, flying upside down into the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Yu, holding a miniature mountain in his hand, appeared from the hazy clouds with Qin Ding, overlooking the many sea monsters below.

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