Cracks appeared in Tianzhu Mountain, and earth and rocks fell in disorder.

The large and small stones rolled and bounced in the dust, really shaking the mountain. The sudden change made several saints lose their color.

Inside the thick ice and rocks, Bai Yujun is performing the technique of change.

The real dragon, the mythical beast of thousands of miles, turned into a slender humanoid body, and the process was slightly different from before.

When the physical changes caused an impact on the mountain, Bai Yujun found that the crimson beads in his mouth became more and more restless and could lose control at any time.

Glancing at the cold ice and the rocks outside, I found that the unintentionally spawned Longxingshan had formed a natural magic circle due to the blessing of the power of the world.

Self-maintained to seal the town, supplemented by ice and thick soil, both are indispensable.

Silent sigh.

Thought to be free by luck, the twilight stars compressed into beads are extremely unstable.

Maybe it's fate.

He gave up the thought of leaving, and used his powerful divine power to maintain the integrity of the dragon-shaped mountain towering into the sky. Sure enough, the beads in his mouth became quiet. Although they turned into small beads like medicine pills, they still couldn't spit them out. The beads will bloom immediately.

Not to be swallowed, but to be kept in the mouth.

Forget it, the mouth can be closed anyway.

The 10,000-mile dragon quickly turned into a half-dragon and half-human form, with a slender figure, a plain white skirt, a long snow-white scaled dragon tail, white hair and white dragon horns, and a silk feather belt on the back.

Expressionless, floating quietly in the heart of the dragon-shaped mountain.

The strong power of the yin inside Tianzhu Mountain constantly condenses the ice, fills the vacancy left by the change, and ensures the stability of the mountain.

suddenly!

There are powerful magic fluctuations outside the mountain, and the saints are forming an array.

Bai Yujun didn't stop, or even annoyed at their repression, just quietly watching them busy, just put the long tail into a comfortable posture before the ice freezes.

Hot in the mouth, cold outside.

Taiyin cold ice is extremely pure, colorless, free of impurities, and its hardness far exceeds that of divine iron.

Bai Yujun knew that she was about to be frozen.

Before the ice covered him, his right hand suddenly grabbed his left wrist, and a piece of snow-white dragon scale was pulled out from his forearm.

He took out the straight knife that had not been used for a long time, and threw it out with the dragon scales, and the hard lunar ice and mountain rocks were penetrated from the inside out.

There was a loud bang, and the rocks, dust, and ice swirled.

The saints who were busy arranging the formation secretly thought that it was not good, and it was too late to stop them, and they watched the two streamers disappear.

At this time, inside the mountain.

When you look close to Bai Yujun, you will find that you are motionless, and the hair and feather belts are also fixed, as if time stands still.

The screen goes back.

Only then did he see that Bai Yujun had been frozen by the thick ice.

The cold ice of Taiyin is pure and free of impurities, and it looks as if it was fixed in the air.

There is an icy beauty.

Danfeng's beautiful eyes are calm and indifferent, and there is a bit of nostalgia for freedom.

There are sparse scales on the brow bone and cheeks, the hair is scattered, the pointed ears are inclined upward, and the thick silver hair on the top of the head has two huge dragon horns. It is sacred and majestic. It seems that the wind blows before the freezing. Drooping, the jade fingers of the plain hand are calm and natural.

Maybe he didn't care too much when he changed hastily, and only wore silver silk white socks on his feet.

The difference from the past is that there is a golden dragon-shaped mark between the eyebrows, which is very small, like a dragon rising up into the air.

Everything is frozen.

Even if it is frozen, there is still a kind of immortal aura that does not eat human fireworks, and a strong emperor's might...

The picture slowly regresses and zooms out, Bai Yujun frozen in the clear ice is getting farther and farther away, and the little slender figure who is still in the extreme cold is cold and lonely.

The sight is still retreating, along the cave that the straight knife and the dragon scales have broken away.

until I can no longer see it.

Outside the mountain, some kind of ancient grand formation crashed down.

No one knows the changes in the mountain, and still thinks that the white dragon is thousands of miles long, and has spent all his efforts to block the entire towering Tianzhu Mountain with a formation method.

Bai Yujun seemed to be really frozen, but she didn't seem to care.

The ancient formation quickly disappeared into the surface of the rock, and the surface was not much different from before.

The four monkeys rushed over with murderous aura, and the saints turned around and left. The ending was determined, or the destiny was determined, and there was no need to entangle too much.

It's all over.

An extraterrestrial sun star strikes.

The white dragon fills the sky and turns into a sacred mountain to suppress the sun star.

What is the use of the longevity of the dragon clan? After a long time, the life was wasted, and finally the life force was exhausted and the sun star died together and escaped from trouble? No one is suppressed by the sun and can escape. In essence, the sun star is blocked and the sun star is blocked.

Imposing a trap just to make sure nothing goes wrong.

But there is always a haze lingering, and the saints are not relieved because the white dragon is suppressed, all because of the saber and dragon scales that finally disappeared.

Long Ting's remnants can know the past and the future with both eyes, and this move must have deep meaning.

Men, women and children discussed and concluded that the saber and dragon scales must be the key to breaking the seal...

Tianzhu Mountain was completely silent.

The four monkeys Mu Duo first flew to the foot of Tianzhu Mountain.

Grip the iron rod.

The monkey suppressed the thought of breaking the rock, built a pergola with its claws, and looked up at this mountain that almost reached into the starry sky.

"Squeak, Bai turned into a mountain..."

Standing in front of the mountain did not know the hugeness of Tianzhu Mountain, as if ants and insects did not know the height of the mountain.

He grabbed one end of the iron rod and stabbed the rock with the other end, and there was a clanging sound of metal.

Boom!

There is no thunder, the sky is full of thunder and thunder, and the clear rain produces smoke.

Looking up again, the dark haze has covered half of the mountain.

The colorful butterfly wings behind Mu Duo were folded and turned into tattoos. They landed lightly, and the silver ornaments tinkled. They stopped at a certain peak among the countless peaks of Tianzhu Mountain. From a distance, the peak under Mu Duo's feet was a part of the back of a huge dragon. A bone spur, Mu Duo looked up sadly, only to see the upper half of the dragon's body and the rock hidden in the cloud.

Let the rain fall on you.

"Bai, you like rainy days the most. I like to listen to the rain outside the window. It's been a long time since we last enjoyed the rain together."

Just wait a moment.

"Why don't you talk to us..."

Still no response.

Mu Duo stood in the rain for a long time.

Gan Wu frowned to check the bans of the saints. He was good at swords but not formations, and found nothing.

After a little thought, he spread the word about the Chunyang Palace.

There are countless Daomen Xianshan experts, and there are countless people who are good at formations. It is enough to call the formation experts to crack them slowly.

At the foot of the mountain, Huixian raised his arms to keep out the rain with his patched sleeves.

Out of breath, he ran to shelter from the rain under the huge sloping rock, and saw the monkey squatting on the stone and smoking a dry smoke.

Old Huixian twisted his sleeves to dry out the rain, and then wiped his head full of white stubble.

"It's good, the donor Bai has the protection of the heavens, and the donor monkey should not worry."

Hearing this, the monkey sighed and exhaled smoke, which covered his eyes.

Lonely eyes.

"Will Bai be trapped for a long time?"

"..."

Old Huixian didn't know what to say, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like he could get out of trouble in a short time.

After smoking a pot, the monkey tapped the smoke pot on the stone, squeezed a pinch of tobacco leaves from the cloth bag and skillfully stuffed it into the smoke pot, set it on fire, and sipped twice in a row.

"I tried my best to become stronger~lightnovelpub.net~ I had an epiphany three hundred and sixty times when I saw Bai Butian seal the Sunstar."

"..."

Old Huixian was completely numb.

The monkey scratched the monkey hair on his head.

"But it's still too much, and it can't help anything..."

It can be seen that the monkey is very distressed, and the old monk Huixian is also very depressed. They are old friends who have known each other for many years. I really can't help this time. Destroy the fires of the world, and the old friends can only watch.

The rain was still falling, and the white mist around Tianzhu Mountain was like smoke.

Rain nourishes life.

No one noticed that the vast arid land and Tianzhu Mountain changed silently, and green shoots broke out.

The Dragon-shaped Mountain stretches up and down the Dragon's Tail Hill, and a fat rabbit emerges from the rubble...