In the dark sky, the white dragon swept away the demons.

It is confirmed that the floating island is not the Celestial Mountain, but the Zhuquan Temple in the Longmian World. The broken temple gate is so unconventional and unique to all worlds. The original bamboo forest where the Zhuquan Temple is located is actually a legacy immortal mountain. How many secrets are hidden in the Longmian world?

Forget curiosity, at this moment, it is just right to destroy the magic circle and destroy the hole.

The soul is restless and angry, just now, Minglan World let Bai Yu leave through special mysterious fluctuations, leave Minglan star, stay away from danger and don't come back, and even the dragon body can feel the stronger and stronger liftoff buoyancy...

"I won't leave, I won't give up, I won't give up until the end of the fight!"

The dragon's claws stepped on the ground and carried the soil, and the body slid straight to the light curtain of the huge semicircle array. Countless dead and living monsters waved their weapons to attack, hitting the dragon scales and sparks flickering.

Every time the huge dragon claws fell, the earthquake roared.

A certain low-level hump-backed ugly monster was desperately running away from the divine beast, running and running, when he suddenly realized that he was shrouded in shadows, and when he looked up, he was scared to death.

"help me……"

The huge five-fingered dragon claws fell, the soil on the ground collapsed into a shallow pit, and the screaming stopped abruptly.

When raising its claws and walking, a **** monster sticks to it, and when it is brought into the air, it falls off with a squeak and falls to the ground. It is completely impossible to see what its original shape was. The side fusiform dragon scales, there are monsters throwing the axe and there is no damage, in exchange for the pedals.

There were monsters on both sides that fired rough bone arrows, which sparsely hit the scales and bounced back.

Bai Yu felt bored and was too lazy to turn around to deal with the low-level monsters. She flicked the long tail and swept to the left and then to the right, immediately clearing a large area.

The eye of the storm suspends the immortal mountain.

One old, two young and three wonderful flowers are completely stunned, what the **** is this?

The black clouds pressed down with lightning and thunder, the white dragon roamed and crawled, and there were countless black and ugly monsters, and the light curtain that looked like an upside-down rice cooker. Where did the mountain top of Zhuquan Temple fly to?

Lying on the edge of the immortal mountain on the floating island, he exposed his head and looked at the chaos below, trying to understand it with a head that had never seen the world.

"Boss Bai! It's Boss Bai!"

The snake demon boy recognized Bai Yu's identity at a glance, and the way of identification of beasts is different from that of humans.

Old Huixian is still distressed about breaking the temple gate.

"Isn't Donor Bai transformed into a dragon and ascended to the Immortal Realm?"

"If this is the fairyland, I would rather stay in my hometown and not go out..."

Little Stone touched the bald head full of green stubble, and felt that the fairy world was not good. He looked at the gloomy and messy place below, and it looked like the eighteen layers of **** that Master said.

On the ground, the huge white dragon walked to the front of the light curtain, and people stood up and waved their dragon claws to grab the magic circle!

Bang!

The huge dragon claws slammed into the magic circle, and the light curtain swayed in circles and ripples, trembled slightly, and scattered from the top of the light curtain, the howls of demons flew down.

Unwilling to slap and scratch hard again, the light curtain vibrates but never breaks, and the sharp claws scratch the light curtain and squeak and screech as if rubbing glass. Scratching hard with fangs on the side of the face...

"Roar!"

The angry and irritable Bai Yu quickly turned around and smashed the light curtain with a long tail!

There was another violent tremor, but it was not strong enough. Even with extreme thunderstorms, it was still unable to break through the great formation. The population in the city had turned into blood mist and was absorbed by the cave!

Scratching, tail-flicking, and even smashing with dragon horns...

The monsters took the opportunity to flee in all directions, while the humans outside the light curtain and in the city were stunned, both excited that the dragon came to rescue and a little afraid of the dragon's current violent state.

In the end how to do……

When he was desperate, he suddenly felt something, and raised his head to look at the immortal mountain of Zhuquan Temple.

The right eye looks at the future vaguely and sees that things are turning around.

The thrust from the great world of Minglan disappeared, and it depends on the way of heaven to find variables.

There was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and a rough spear hit the dragon horn above his head, and it bounced off with a bang. Bai Yu also turned his head and saw the group of demons, who were cluttering and couldn't make out what they were shouting.

With a snort, the huge movement of the body was too fast to drive the airflow, and the rain swept diagonally.

Head down and walk on the ground.

He opened his hideous mouth and shoveled the pile of monsters directly!

The monster with half of its body leaking from the corner of the mouth screamed in horror, and the dragon's mouth was full of hot flames, burning to ashes...

Boom twice!

The two front paws stomped on the ground fiercely, raised the dragon head to float in the air, twisted left and right to swim towards the eye of the storm where Xianshan was located, and there were many demons strung with bone spurs on the spine of the dragon tail on the back, and the unfortunate monsters kept screaming and falling during the flight. , shake it gently, shake off the monster and restore it to crystal white.

The rain was wet and cold, and the dragon scales did not slip off when the rain fell.

Due to the angle problem, the group of Zhuquan Temple, who was lying on the edge of the immortal mountain, could not see the dragon, and the little stone hugged the snake demon boy and did not let him go down desperately. Old Huixian was in a panic.

At this moment, the rain falling from the edge of the cliff was suddenly swept up and down by the airflow.

An old man and a little fool stared at the edge.

A strong gust of wind blew, and the shabby monk clothes hunted, and the icy rain slapped randomly on the face...

The whistling wind blew, and a huge ferocious dragon head lifted from the edge, followed by a bang and bang, two oversized dragon claws resting on the edge of the fairy mountain cliff~lightnovelpub.net~ The red eyes stared at the old and the young.

"The virtuous old man~ Quickly help me break this turtle shell~!"

Bai Yu roared anxiously.

Maybe a certain dragon didn't feel the shock of the rumbling dragon, but the three little guys on the opposite side felt that the heat wave hit the rain and the rain was dried, full of patches, and the monk's clothes were unsteady.

The supple and elegant mane hair is hunting in the wind and rain.

The old man Huixian kept his composure.

"Don't be hurt, Master Bai, that...the poor monk's name is Huixian, and that one really doesn't know how to help. I can only recite sutras, meditate, participate in Zen meditation, and seek alms..."

"You don't need to beg for alms, hurry up to meditate and recite sutras, and you can recite whatever you want!"

It was deafening again, and the small stone was blown upside down by the wind and smashed the broken door to shreds.

"Good, poor monk give it a try..."

Old Huixian hurriedly meditated in front of the ruined temple, entered meditation, and recited the scriptures with nothing else in his mind. Little Stone rubbed his bald head and ran back to sit next to the master and followed the scriptures.

The ancient monks in the temple were quiet, the bells rang, murmured chanting scriptures to clear evil spirits and dispel demons, the dilapidated Zhuquan Temple exuded golden auspicious light, and then the whole immortal mountain was golden.

Different from Shenlong Baiyu, Lao Huixian is more like a quiet mind, soothing the mind and warding off evil spirits, while a certain dragon is as powerful as a prison and will use a knife if a word disagrees.

The sound of chanting sutras spread all over the sky...

The human race that was struggling and tormented quietly, turned into blood mist and dissipated and was contained, and the huge hemispherical light curtain array trembled and flickered to weaken the structural instability.

There is a play! This old man is not the best at playing a key role suddenly.

Release the dragon's claws, head up and fly down, swing the dragon's tail through the rain curtain, and summon the sky, storm, thunder and lightning to prepare to destroy the magic circle at the right time!

Circling down in circles, the golden light of Xianshan illuminates the snow-white dragon scales...

"Roar!"