Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 1,259 The war begins and will continue until the death

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"Ouch...!"

The boiling dragon roar was earth-shattering.

A huge dragon shrouded in purple divine light, with twelve claws on its belly and endless thunder and lightning, rushed out from the spiritual treasure on Huanglong's waist, roaring like an erupting volcano, rising into the sky.

The huge movement instantly attracted the attention of everyone around.

‘Boom…! ’

The sound of the Lingbao colliding was like a thunderous volley, and like the creation of the world, countless Dragon Palace gods who were not sufficiently cultivated were instantly killed.

The gorgeous building, like a clay sculpture on the beach, was mostly shattered in an instant.

The huge dragon roar shook the nine heavens.

The extremely thick formation, suppressed by the Qingling Flag, was instantly shattered by the powerful thunder dragon.

"Ouch...!"

The billions of miles huge thunder dragon set off billions of miles of waves, the huge dragon shadow, the majestic thunder, shining throughout the Tianlong State, and the huge movement completely shocked the entire wilderness.

‘Swish’, two spiritual lights rushed out of the sea like lightning, it was Milo and Tuotian. The two cultivators looked at the huge dragon shadow above their heads, their faces full of shock.

They never expected that Great Master Huanglong would have such a valuable treasure in his hands.

"Is this the treasure at the bottom of the box you said?"

Looking at the giant dragon transformed by the rolling thunder, Lord Blackwater's face was also full of shock.

"good."

Grand Master Huanglong’s face was full of pride.

In fact, it was also the first time that he fully activated this treasure. The explosion of such power really surprised and delighted him.

With both hands making a hand seal, the majestic purple thunder dragon suddenly became concave and quickly transformed into a purple thunder bead about ten feet in diameter, entwined with thick evil aura, and flew to the head of the Yellow Dragon Master.

Lord Blackwater is also a dragon, and he can be recognized at a glance.

"Is this treasure made from the inner elixir of the Dragon Lord, the highest ranking member of my dragon clan?"

After nodding, "That's right. It's a pity that when I got this inner elixir, nearly half of the essence was lost, and the evil spirit was entangled. I spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to clear the evil spirit, and used my own dragon essence to nourish it, supplemented by endless... It was only through inspiration that I came up with this treasure.”

The Dragon Clan is accustomed to making their own inner elixirs into spiritual treasures of life, and this is the case with the Thunder Dragon Inner Elixir obtained by Huang Long.

Although Wuyuanhui has not been warmed up and its grade has dropped, it still maintains the bottom line of top-grade Hongmeng Lingbao.

It's a pity to say that.

The supreme dragon bone that appeared at the Bao Ju Sect's auction came from the same source as his own inner elixir.

He originally wanted to buy it to replenish his own inner elixir, but he didn't expect that Milo and Tuotian interfered and failed.

Old and new grudges made him hate the two thieves even more.

"Fellow Daoist Blackwater, please do my best to kill these two bastards who underestimate my Supreme Dragon Court."

Heishui nodded with a cold face. When the two cultivators knew that he was a visitor to the Supreme Dragon Court and had chosen to kill him, they had nothing to say. Today it is either you or me who will die.

"If you start now, you will definitely alarm everyone. You may be taken advantage of, so you need to be careful."

Huang Long understood what he meant. The Great Master of the Manghuang Realm and the man from Datong were there.

The loud movement just now must have alarmed him. This bastard dared to kill his mentor, Emperor Cang Yang, and he would definitely kill him at the critical moment.

If you really take action, you must not let down your guard.

"I understand, the worst case scenario is that I will give up my inheritance in Manghuang and go to the Supreme Dragon Court with you."

Master Huang Long gritted his teeth. He was very angry if he didn't kill these two bastards today.

Lord Blackwater glanced at him and said nothing more.

A great master in charge of the high-grade Hongmeng Lingbao, the Supreme Dragon Court also welcomed him very much.

"Miluo, come and die."

With an angry roar, he fiercely activated the Thunder Dragon Inner Pill, and with a 'bang', the mighty thunder, like a raging wave, with unparalleled domineering power that ripped apart the heaven and the earth, ran straight towards Lord Milo.

Heishui glanced at the exploding inner elixir with envy. The top-grade Hongmeng Lingbao was not a piece of cabbage. With his cultivation, there was no Lingbao of this level.

Fortunately, his cultivation level is a little higher than Tuotian's. With his Xuanyin Iron Ruler, as long as he doesn't fight stupidly, Tuotian can't kill him even if he has an empty Qingling flag.

"It was a real miscalculation this time."

Looking at the thunder and lightning tide, Lord Milo looked solemn.

"A top-grade Hongmeng Lingbao, Huanglong's hidden treasure is really deep." Tuotian's face was filled with envy.

Although the Shaoyang Divine Sword is also as powerful as the top-grade Hongmeng Lingbao, it is in the wild world. Leaving this world, it is nothing more than a mid-grade Hongmeng spiritual treasure.

What's more important is that even if it is like this, this treasure does not belong to him, but to Emperor Cang Yang. This time it is just given to him for use, and he will have to return it after using it.

"Fortunately, the emperor just asked us to do our best and did not say that Huang Long must be killed, otherwise it would be difficult for us this time." Milo suddenly waved the green spirit flag in the air in his palm, and the mighty sunflower water spiritual energy instantly turned into Boundless tide.

Vast and boundless.

The surging water waves are not even half weaker than the thunder.

‘Boom…! ’

When the two hands were pressed together, thunder and lightning tore through the water flow, and in an instant a heavy fog filled the air for hundreds of millions of miles.

The shocking movement quickly suppressed the fighting between Totian and Heishui next to them.

Compared with the head-to-head confrontation between Milo and Huanglong, the battle between Totian and Heishui is more like a battle of speed.

The Shaoyang Divine Sword is certainly powerful, but when placed in Tuotian's hand, it is like a child dancing with a sledgehammer. The more powerful it is, the stronger it is, but it is very difficult to hit it.

And Heishui's cultivation has reached the peak of the mid-stage Great Master, and his magic power is a hundred times better than Tuotian.

Coupled with the spiritual treasures and escape techniques that have been cultivated for many years, it is like an extremely fast and slippery fish flying in the mighty sword energy, and it can find its weak points every time, avoiding strong attacks and weak points. With ease.

For a while, the situation became deadlocked.

But they all know that if they continue to fight.

Milo can definitely defeat Huang Long, after all, the Kong Qing Ling Banner can mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

And Heishui can beat Tuotian. Although Shaoyang Divine Sword is strong, whether it is mana, experience or Taoism, the former is beyond a level.

The Great Lord is the strongest being in the great world. Once a fight breaks out, the noise will be so great that it will inevitably alarm the entire great world.

Soon, almost all the ambitious people who coveted the power of the wild world gathered here.

"Who is that man in black robe? Looking at his original form, he is also a real dragon, but his cultivation is much stronger than that of the yellow dragon." Chen Xuanzang asked curiously.

The Eighth Patriarch of Chongshan, he is the third person to break through the existence of the Great Master after Xu Junming and Taoist Tiangong.

Now, the real body has arrived in the wilderness.

"There are many dragon clans in the Southern Wilderness, and the reputation of the Nine Dragon Lords of the Supreme Dragon Court has been heard even in the Nine Wildernesses. I think he should come from outside the Wilderness." Xu Junming said.

Chen Xuanzang nodded and asked, "Why did the four of them start fighting?"

"This is unknown, but their fight will completely change the current peaceful situation in the wilderness."

"The True Lord of Datong is here."

Taoist Tiangong suddenly spoke, and Xu Junming and Chen Xuanzang subconsciously looked in the direction he was looking. Sure enough, a figure that concealed his aura and appearance and looked the same as an ordinary monk quietly inserted himself into the surrounding crowd watching the battle.

"He is very cautious." Xu Junming said with a smile.

"I'm afraid this old guy is already talking happily, hoping that both sides will lose, so that he can reap the benefits." Chen Xuanzang said.

"Having said that, things are not that simple. You see."

Looking in the direction of Xu Junming's finger, a handsome young man wearing a gray robe and a face like a crown of jade sat in a hidden mustard space just like them.

This man had a bronze mirror with a mighty brilliance on his head, and a thick wooden staff lying flat on his knees. His sharp eyes were staring at True Lord Datong in the crowd, his face filled with resentment.

"Emperor Cang Yang?" Tiangong Taoist asked.

"Not bad. We haven't seen him for many years, but he still looks the same."

With a smile on his face, Xu Junming recalled the scene when the two met at Cangyang Immortal Mansion.

"It's not that enemies don't get together, there will be a good show next."

Chen Xuanzang patrolled back and forth between Cang Yang and Datong Zhenjun with great interest, hoping that the two cultivators would start fighting soon.

The Great Master's magic power was tyrannical, and his recovery ability was ten thousand times greater than that of the Supreme Master. They started to fight. It can easily last a hundred years or a thousand years. Now is no exception. Milato Tian and Huanglong and the Black Water Four Cultivators have been fighting for three thousand years. The land of Huanglong Province has been overturned and the waves have been hundreds of millions of feet high. As a result, trillions of living beings have died.

At the beginning, Huang Long still wanted to protect his tribe.

But his two fists were no match for his four hands. Milo and Tuotian didn't care at all. Many people died. Huang Long became more and more angry and simply let go.

He tried his best to mobilize the spiritual treasure, intending to kill Lord Milo.

Another three thousand years have passed.

The Four Cultivation Fighting has passed the middle stage. Except for the Black Water Master, Milo Tuotian and Huang Long, their magic power is no longer what it was before.

The power was visibly weakened.

"Why hasn't the emperor taken action yet?"

Tuotian, who was gradually falling behind, became anxious.

Even so, as Cang Yang's life and death depended on him, he did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only approach the Black Water Master who was using all his strength to resist the increasingly powerful attack.

In the mustard space, Emperor Cang Yang stared at True Lord Datong, "Let me see how long you can endure it."

The war of six thousand years certainly attracted more than just the people in front of me.

A huge world deep in Hongmeng is rapidly approaching the vast world.

This is a world bigger than the wilderness.

However, compared to the vast wilderness with mountains and rivers, crisscrossed plains and valleys, and vigorous vitality; although the space here is wider, the land is extremely barren, deserts are widespread, large and small volcanoes are spewing thick smoke and flames, and the entire sky is covered with smoke and fire. It turned into a red color, like blood.

In this barren world, there is killing and death everywhere. For a little resource, hundreds of millions of living beings wave their butcher knives without hesitation.

Father and son kill each other, mother eats her son, and there is no trace of the human world.

The concept of survival of the fittest and the law of the jungle pervades the entire world.

This is the world of demon spirits.

The origin of a city is stronger than that of the wilderness, and it can be called a top-notch existence among all the great worlds.

Except for worlds like the Tianlong World that are on the verge of transcending tribulation, there are few other worlds in the Nine Wastes that can compare with them.