surnamed Wang

Chapter 489
Seeing the old Taoist's weird and unpredictable methods, Pu Wen didn't dare to hide his secrets anymore, and used all his abilities to fight against it. The two fought further and further, and soon they were out of everyone's sight.

Only then did the crowd below realize that the co-author of this old Taoist was not some fairy, but an assassin who came to make them sweat their heads.

The sky was clear and cloudless, and it was a good weather for fighting, but even so, Battelle and the others still couldn't see the figures of the two clearly, and could only vaguely see a little light gold above the sky.

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"Under the law of heaven, you are all ants. The old man sees that you are so good, so he is moved to cherish your talents. I hope you will not be ignorant of good and evil."

"Oh, then I really want to thank you for your kindness."

After Pu Wen finished speaking with a smile on his face, his eyes suddenly changed. He rolled the long knife half a circle and quickly put it into its sheath.

"hiss!"

Seeing this, the old Taoist gasped, not because he was terrified, but the person in front of him was too unexpected. If you read correctly, this pose should be the golden body of Dharma that only Buddha reincarnated can use.

A golden phantom slowly emerged behind Pu Wen. It looked neither like the golden Arhat body of the living Buddha in the Eastern Han Dynasty, nor the golden lotus platform of the female Dharma Queen of the Western Regions, but a giant dragon with teeth and claws.

The whole body of the giant dragon is golden, with five claws on its abdomen, and its beard is lifelike. There is a golden Buddha seal on the dragon's head, which faintly reveals the glow.

……

"interesting."

The moment he saw the giant dragon, the old man's expression finally changed, and the fly whisk flew up in his hand, and when he raised his hand, he shot a yellow dragon swimming around.

The thousands of silver threads of the dust whisk seemed to be alive, covering the sky and covering the dragon in the air, trying to trap the opponent before it took shape.

There was a trace of contempt in Pu Wen's eyes, and then he closed his eyes, the aura around him surged at this moment, and the golden dragon also took shape quickly in a few breaths.

The solid dragon screamed and stretched out its sharp claws to grab the surrounding silver threads. The silver threads looked fragile, but they were actually extremely tough. The material used was not an ordinary white horse tail, but a very rare natural treasure.

It's just that no matter how powerful the magic weapon was, in front of the golden dragon who broke the spell with strength, it still couldn't last for a few breaths before it broke, and the crackling sound was endless.

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The old Taoist felt distressed all the time, his face couldn't help twitching, he hurriedly took a step forward, turned his right hand and used a fork step to stir up the dust, while shaking away the five claws of the giant dragon, he gently lifted the whisk back.

Xu has been with Wang Bingquan for a long time, and Pu Wen unintentionally developed the habit of cuddling grass and beating rabbits. Seeing the old man withdraw his whisk, he turned his eyes directly to the sword formation, and before the other party could react, he manipulated the giant dragon behind him. rushed forward.

The five sharp claws were firmly grasping the Tai Chi sword array. Tai Chi emphasizes four or two strokes, which can easily resolve Pu Wen's sharp sword, but it is not so effective when facing overwhelming absolute power.

With the sound of "click", the invisible ripples on the sword array were torn apart by the blow of the golden dragon, and the old man's heart was also shattered.The jade sword and the silver sword, which are the core of the sword array, also had runes collapsed after the sound of shattering, and the brilliance of the sword quickly dimmed.

The old Taoist finally became angry at this moment, angrily scolded with red eyes:
"Boy, do you know how much painstaking effort this eighteen flying swords took this old man? A total of 180 years! This old man fed them diligently, and didn't allow you to destroy them wantonly."

As soon as the words fell, the sword array spread out, and the eighteen blades were swaying in the air. The trajectories seemed to be erratic, but in fact they always flew close to the dragon's body, and surrounded more than half of the opponent in just a few breaths. body.

A strong sense of crisis emerged from the bottom of Pu Wen's heart. He had a premonition that if he allowed the flying sword to cover the golden dragon, he would definitely lose.

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In the distance, the old Taoist used both hands, pointing to the eighteen flying swords one after another with complicated gestures, and his eyes revealed a hint of madness.

Although he didn't know what the giant dragon was, judging from the current situation, the appearance of the golden dragon could just add a soul to his sword formation.

Daxue Mountain has a secret method that is not passed down. The Venerable uses his own cultivation to irrigate eighteen flying swords, and after a long time, life will come. Each flying sword has its own spirituality. One, if a powerful beast is found by coincidence, and the soul of the beast enters the formation after killing the beast, this formation will be considered truly complete.

Seeing that Feijian was like a hungry wolf in a flock of sheep, scrambling to occupy the important points around the dragon, the old Taoist couldn't help showing ecstasy in his eyes. He had searched for the formation soul that he had never found for hundreds of years, and he unexpectedly sent it to his door.

He is now only one step away from ascending to immortality, and he can ascend at any time as long as he wants.It's just that the venerables of Daxue Mountain in the past all chose to cross the tribulation after the sword formation was completed. Firstly, they can easily resist the thunder calamity with the sword formation, and secondly, the level of immortality will increase a lot.

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When the primordial qi first opened, the clear air rose to the sky, the turbid air descended to the earth, and between the two was extremely abundant aura.

In such a fertile environment, birds and beasts can be called immortals, and the breeze and bright moon can also be called gods, so the battle of conferring gods broke out thousands of years ago.

After the war, Jiang Taigong held the whip and recited the list of gods, filling seven or eight of the gods. The bridge connecting heaven and earth was cut off that day. Practitioners squeezed their heads to compete for the few remaining spots.

Daxue Mountain has lived outside the world for a long time, and descended from the same line. Since the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, the venerables of several generations are all capable, and they are undoubtedly immortals to ordinary people, but they themselves know that they are still far from becoming immortals.

After more than 2000 years of inheritance, more than ten generations of Daxueshan Venerables have only produced three true immortals, and one of them is a seasoned master.

On the day the master became a god, thunder came with a bang. The [-]-year-old master looked at the sky coldly, and whispered the word "roll", and the monstrous robbery cloud really collapsed.

At that time, the Taoist was not yet in his prime, staring blankly at the immortal soldiers and generals who were kneeling on the ground to receive him. An immortal who looked like a priest was also respectful to his master, and the position he conferred should not be low.

The Taoist finally understood the meaning of the word "sovereign" in Daxueshan Venerable, not only to be respected in front of mortals, but also in front of immortals.

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Fifty miles to the south of the battle between the two was Confucian City City. Wang Bingquan climbed to the top of the city and looked northward for half an hour.

Zhao Hu on the side showed curiosity, and said softly:

"My lord, what are you looking at?"

"fight."

"fight?"

Zhao Hu stared at the clear sky for a long time, but he didn't even see a bird feather. He took it for granted that the fight mentioned by the other party was a bird chasing and playing.

Wang Gingquan's eyesight was far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and he could see the fight between Pu Wen and the two at a glance. When he saw the old man trapping the dragon with a sword array, he raised his right hand subconsciously, but then put it back.

Zhao Hu was even more confused when he saw this scene. Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard the other party say calmly:

"Go get ready to eat, I'm hungry."

"Hey!"

Zhao Hu responded and quickly walked down the city wall.

To be honest, he didn't want to stay with the Wang family. In his opinion, the one in front of him and His Majesty are really weirder than the other.

After Zhao Hu left, Wang Bingquan sighed leisurely, "Junior brother, this calamity is not easy."

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　happy New Year.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)