Boundless Sky

boom!

The terrifying tornado that swept the azure sea water and was going to destroy everything like a pillar of gold, in the twinkling of golden light, was directly smashed to pieces by a golden dragon-like phantom the size of a mountain, and instantly disappeared without a trace.

Only the countless points of water fell down, and the torrential rain made a lot of ripples on the sea surface, but it could no longer make any waves.

The tornado was smashed in one fell swoop, but Cheng Hao’s dragon image, which blessed the power of the golden blood in his body, did not dissipate together. The terrifying golden dragon image phantom, like the guardian beast under the Buddha’s seat, stretched out behind him. Two golden wings, lightly incited, rushed hundreds of meters away, and slammed into a cloud of gray mist.

puff!

The mist was shattered in an instant, hundreds of gray yin winds rushed towards the surroundings. It was the power of the spirit thoughts. The spirits hidden in the fog were shattered by the dragon image, and dispersed into hundreds of spirit thoughts. I want to escape here.

Cheng Hao watched those Divine Soul Thoughts escape, and didn't make another move. Divine Soul Thought escaped too fast, his attacking magical powers could not reach that distance, and it was just futile to make another shot.

"The ghosts and immortals are really difficult to deal with, unless the soul is chasing them, otherwise it is really not easy for the martial arts to kill them!"

Shaking his head regretfully, Cheng Hao stood on the mast and did not immediately come down. Instead, he raised his head and looked up at the sky in the distance with a solemn expression.

"Since your Excellency is here, why not come out and see you?!"

"Humph!"

Just as Cheng Hao's voice fell, a majestic voice violently heard from the far side of the sky. Each of the guards on the ship seemed to be poisoned, with their feet upright and fainted.

"The young ones are here, the old ones are here! Your Excellency is the Peacock King!"

"Hmph, one punch almost broke my daughter's spirit, I want you all to die here today!"

I haven’t seen him yet, but the majestic, majestic, oppressive voice is rolling in, and the sound waves seem to be substantive, twisted into one wave, vaguely vaguely the entire sea, the sea and the air, all vibrating with the voice of the Peacock King , And give people a feeling of surrender.

"Is this the Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal? Even just a word or a thought can arouse the power of heaven and earth. The scorching aura in that voice can actually erode the soul. If it weren't for my golden blood after the exchange of blood, the power is comparable to ordinary people. Immortal, I'm afraid this voice alone can damage my soul!"

After carefully feeling the strength comparison between the two, Cheng Hao clearly judged that the Peacock King did not know that it was a ghost who had spent several thunder tribulations, even if he used the assassin's indestructible emperor fist. But I can't help the other party, this time, but I'm in trouble.

"King Peacock, this should be an incarnation of you? Didn't you go out to sea this time to chase and kill the Supreme Dao Sect Master, Meng Shen Ji, you are not afraid that Dao skills will be damaged after fighting with us here, which will lead to the disaster. ."

Just as Cheng Hao condensed the power of the golden vitality and blood in his whole body, and even faintly began to mobilize the golden divine power at the dantian, Zen silver yarn bent down, accumulated strength, and suddenly shouted.

"Is he worthy of chasing down my sect master? My sect master is just busy with the eighth thunder calamity, so I don't bother to pay attention to them, Peacock King, there is a seed coming up, let's continue the battle!"

At this moment, above the sky, a vaguely burning cloud appeared, and in the burning cloud, a giant dragon claw the size of a radius of three or four miles hung down!

The scales on this dragon's claws are like burning lava, and the wide scales are full of a sense of power. This is not a phantom of Taoism manifestation, but a real red dragon.

"Nine Fire Flame Dragon, when I settle down my daughter, I will definitely get rid of you!"

With the appearance of this scarlet dragon, the Peacock King, who was still in control of the audience and seemed to suppress everything, could no longer keep his voice calm. He seemed unwilling to fight the dragon high in the sky, the one hiding in the void. The ghost clone suddenly turned into a black sword light, and instantly disappeared into the sky.

"Want to go, it's not so easy!"

Seeing that the avatar of the soul of the Peacock King turned into a black sword light and wanted to leave, the red dragon in the high sky suddenly came to mind, and set off a hot red wave in the void. The huge body was like a huge red mountain, facing the King Peacock The direction of fleeing was chased quickly.

As the Peacock King and the Scarlet Dragon left one after another, the heavens and the earth regained clarity. The entire sea was calm and the waves were calm, as if nothing had happened. The flames burned around and gradually disappeared.

call!

Seeing the enemy retreating, Cheng Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This time, the strength of the Peacock King really brought him a lot of coercion, and it also made him a real powerhouse in this world. Clear understanding.

"Sister, I thought it would be enough to protect myself at the very least in this world with my current strength, but I didn't expect it to be enough to meet a real master!"

Today's fighting method seemed to be dreamy, which gave him too many surprises.

A true master of Taoism, his power is so shocking!

Today, Cheng Hao really knows what is meant by heaven, there are people outside the world.

He jumped down from the mast, and Cheng Hao was very upset. Facing a real Thunder Tribulation master, it seemed difficult for him to have real magical powers against the enemy, especially when the scarlet dragon said that his family was the main ferry. The eight thunder catastrophes made Cheng Hao clearly realize how deep the water in this world is.

Every thunder tribulation is a transformation of the realm. How far will the strength be after eight thunder tribulations? I'm afraid it is no different from a real god, right?

"Cheng Hao, are you okay?" Seeing that Cheng Hao hadn't said a word since the mast came down, Hong Yi asked with some worry.

Shaking his head, Cheng Hao turned to look at the lingering Zen silver gauze, "Do you know how many times the Peacock King is Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal?"

"I can't be sure, but at least it has to be the Thunder Tribulation Ghost Fairy three or even more times, otherwise he would not have the courage to chase and kill the Dream Machine, even if the Dream Machine is now in a period of weakness." Zen Yinsha shook his head.

Seeing that Cheng Hao and Hong Yi were very interested in the matter of the Dream God machine, the Zen silver yarn was no longer hidden and tucked, and continued to speak: "The Dream God machine is the creator who has survived seven thunder tribulations. The previous giant dragon was a life he created by means of void creation. At this level, even if it is still in the weak period after the tribulation, it cannot be dealt with by ghosts like the Peacock King!"

"The duel of Taoist masters is sprinting. It is difficult to tell life and death if there is not much difference in strength. It is estimated that the battle between the dragon and the Peacock King will be difficult to end for a few months. We should be able to do it next. It's been stable for a few months."

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