"The matter has come to an end, please retreat with me!" At the critical moment, Master Baiyunbo no longer hides, but reveals his true form. A giant dragon several thousand meters long appeared, as white as clouds as snow, with five piercing claws as sharp as knives. He belongs to the white dragon clan and is gifted with the magical power to control clouds and cast rain, and can swim in the sea. Boom! The white dragon shuttled through the sky, breaking a huge wall of waves, but was quickly blocked by countless yakshas. The dragon scales shattered, and the dragon's blood overflowed and scattered into the depths of the sea. "It's really ridiculous for someone from my dragon clan to steal my dragon clan's secret treasure!" On the sea surface below, a huge floating gathering appeared, and a figure slowly emerged, wearing blue and black mysterious armor, with two horns on its head, and its eyes were like golden lamps, extremely bright. "My name is Xuanjiu! Guardian of the East China Sea Dragon Palace!" He was holding a large golden bell, and the light was flowing. At first glance, it was not an ordinary treasure. He knocked the golden bell gently, and the light suddenly shone brightly on the big bell, and the sound echoed like sound waves.
The entire East China Sea began to churn, the sea was boundless, the tides were surging, and the huge waves crashed, giving the monks a splitting headache, almost unable to control their flight in the air, and about to fall into the deep sea. "My sons, bury them all here!" Xuan Jiu looked at all the monks present with cold eyes and said gloomily. The Dragon Clan is not guarded by the Yaksha Clan. They are shrimp soldiers and crab generals. All monster clans in the four seas obey orders. Even if the Dragon Clan is destroyed, there will still be an endless army. "Lord Xuanjiu has rung the golden bell, and I, the demon of the deep sea, will come in an endless stream!" "Put down your weapons and wait for your whole body!" Every monk faces multiple Yakshas, including the remaining three brothers of the Five Heavenly Fire Heroes, Qing Sha and Hua Sha. They were retreating steadily, showing fear on their faces. "Everyone, come closer to me!" A voice came from far away, it was Feng Jiuge. "The wind is blowing!" Feng Jiuge's fighting power was astonishing. He looked up to the sky and roared. The Purple Gold Pagoda was suspended above his head. Purple air fell down. An unparalleled suction force came. Several Yaksha were rolled up, collected into the Purple Gold Pagoda, and crushed. "Hurry over." Qing Sha and his wife looked at each other, both of them were overjoyed, and quickly approached Feng Jiuge. Now it doesn't matter whether we explore ancient ruins or not. The most important thing is to save our lives first. In the distant battlefield, Su Changqing was also besieged. There were more Yashas around him, a total of nine, all of which contained considerable power. He watched with a frown. "How can you, the human race, covet the ancient relics of our Dragon Clan!" "Kill!" The nine yakshas roared at the same time, throwing out sharp steel spears in their hands, locking them horizontally, and pointing directly at Su Changqing. Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and the long knife on his waist lit up. It was as cold as frost and snow, cutting through the sky, and the murderous aura raged. "A knife to bury the sky!" It's okay if he doesn't take action, but once he does, it's a killing move!
Uh-huh! The sword flashed, as if it was chopped down from the sky. Nine huge heads were instantly thrown up, and blood spattered into the sky. This scene was truly terrifying. Even though they were very far away, both Qingsha and Huasha noticed it and their hearts trembled. The physical body of this Yaksha clan is indestructible. Although they do not have the blood of the dragon clan, they are still powerful and even the immortals traveling in the world are hard to match. Su Changqing dispersed the blue clouds around him and flew down, with huge waves rolling under his feet. None of the Yaksha clan around him could resist the power of his sword. The extremely fast sword intention, combined with the third transformation of the fleshly body, is almost crushing and killing! "This Su Changqing..." Feng Jiuge was surprised and happy when he saw this. "This person is by no means a simple ascendant. He was either accepted as a disciple by a famous immortal master, or he received a great inheritance." In the distance, among the five heroes of sky fire, another person was buried in the mouth of Yaksha. His body sank into the sea and was cut into pieces by fish and shrimp. The remaining two Xiongda and Xionger were injured and retreated steadily. They were besieged by four or five Yakshas and were about to die. Die on the spot. A sword flashed from the distance, sweeping away the Yaksha around them, cutting them in half, and blood spurted out. "Thank you, Brother Su!" The two brothers were tall and strong as bears, but at this moment their bodies were covered with blood holes and their faces were pale. They took a deep breath and looked at Su Changqing in the distance, with gratitude in their eyes. "You go to Feng Jiuge's side. His purple gold pagoda can protect you without any worries." Su Changqing nodded slightly, turned around and left again. The sword light was rampant and the blood flowed, dyeing the entire sea area red. "This man's sword skills are extremely fast. Although the Yaksha clan is good at using combined attacks, it is difficult to hurt him. He killed nearly a hundred Yakshas." Xuan Jiu also noticed this person at this moment and stared at Su Changqing with murderous intent. Feng Jiuge, the master of Baiyunfang, was far inferior to Su Changqing's killing speed. He only used one knife to kill Yasha, but he was able to separate his body and kill him instantly. Xuan Jiu quickly struck the golden bell in his hand, and the sea water surged wildly again. Countless shrimp soldiers appeared, huge in size, with dense golden carapace on their bodies, and a faint golden light condensed. In addition, there is an endless stream of Yaksha tribe coming, "Human monks, don't be arrogant!" Xuan Jiu glanced coldly. "There are thousands of our sea clan, and none of you can escape today!" The dragon scales of the leader of Baiyunfang were shattered, and he was almost ferocious. A pair of dragon eyes stared at the countless monsters sweeping down below, and his heart trembled slightly. Even the immortals of life and death would find it difficult to survive under such encirclement and killing. "Junior of the White Dragon Clan, you brought a large number of humans here. I will capture you today and make you kneel here for thousands of years!" Xuan Jiu stared at the leader of Baiyunfang, his murderous intention clearly evident. He hated this person the most. "I am a Dragon Clan, and it is natural for me to retrieve the Dragon Clan's secret treasure. Why are you, an old hybrid turtle, trying to stop me?" the leader of Baiyunfang roared. "The Dragon Clan is destroyed, but I, Xuan Jiu, am not dead!" Xuan Jiu let out a long roar and rang the golden bell in his hand. Countless ferocious beasts swarmed up and completely overwhelmed everyone.
"kill!" At this moment, the master of Baiyunfang completely angered Xuan Jiu. Even Feng Jiuge was unable to protect the people around him. One after another, the figures fell into the abyss and were swallowed up. "Brother Su, join forces with me to face the enemy! Get out!" Feng Jiuge shouted loudly, the purple gold pagoda rotated around him, and the force of the wind swept across, rolling back the dense beasts. "Retreat! If you don't retreat, we will all die here!" Master Baiyunfang also gave up the idea of hunting for treasures, turned around and ran away with an ugly face. "Can you escape?" Xuan Jiu smiled ferociously. In the void, a jet-black halberd appeared. The halberd was unparalleled, with black light flowing on it. He raised his arm and threw it from a distance, penetrating the void and killing unparalleled people. Uh-huh! The white dragon transformed by the master of Baiyunfang was extremely fast, but was penetrated by the great halberd from far away. The dragon's blood flowed wildly, revealing the crystal internal organs inside. Bailong roared in pain and looked at Xuan Jiu with his scalp numb. The opponent turned out to be a Pure Yang-level Golden Immortal. He was clearly capable of crushing them, but he never made a move. He seemed to be extremely old, and the black armor on his back had white spots, and he was unable to take action easily. "Although the Dragon Clan is extinct, it is not something you can disturb. We are all waiting for death to come." Xuan Jiu glanced indifferently, took back the halberd, and continued to press the formation. Although the leader of Baiyunfang is not pure in blood and is only the lowest level of the White Dragon clan, he is also a member of the Dragon clan. He pierced the opponent with a halberd, and the rest can be dealt with slowly. No one can escape! ................................................................. ............. = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail-300x250' , target_type: 'mix' });