Infinite true path

In the sky, a black dragon with a length of more than ten feet danced, sometimes rushing up, sometimes falling sharply, and even roaring continuously, the sound shook the surrounding areas.

On the dragon's head, there was a young man, holding on to the dragon's horn with his left hand, and holding a white long sword in his right hand, which he kept slashing towards the dragon's head.

But no matter how the young man slashed, every time the sword was close to the dragon's body, a burst of ink-colored light would light up on the dragon's body, blocking the sword from the outside and preventing it from hurting it at all.

Then, the roar from the dragon was even more powerful with sonic booms, shaking the young man riding on its head so much that his stomach was churning, and there was even a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth at this moment.

The young man riding on the dragon was naturally Huan Yin. He and the dragon had been fighting for a while, but he could not hurt the dragon at all. However, Huan Yin grabbed the dragon's horn tightly, making it impossible for the dragon to get rid of him for a while.

Suddenly, the dragon in the air seemed to know that it could not get rid of Huan Yin, so it turned its head and plunged into the sea.

The dragon was extremely fast, and Huan Yin entered the sea from the air in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, Huan Yin reacted quickly and controlled the power of cultivation around his body, forming a space in time that the sea water could not invade, so that he would not suffocate.

After entering the water, the ink-colored light on the dragon's body lit up again. This time, Huan Yin felt a huge repulsive force coming from the ink-colored light, trying to force him away from the dragon's body.

Huan Yin finally caught the dragon, but he couldn't bear to let go, so he cultivated a lot, forcibly stabilized his body to fight against the ink-colored light, and even took out the melted snow to condense a thick layer of ice on his feet. , tightly connecting him to the dragon body.

Jiaolong obviously didn't expect Huan Yin to be so determined. He turned around and rushed into the sky again. He kept making waves in his mouth, trying to shock Huan Yin. The dragon really couldn't stand Huan Yin riding on its head all the time, because somehow, the inexplicable fear in its heart became stronger the longer Huan Yin rode on its head.

"Evil Jiao, I want five drops of your life essence and blood and the storage bags of everyone just now. Then you send me to another place and I will let you go. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Huan Yinda Roar, he knew that this dragon could understand what he meant.

The natal essence and blood is the essence of the blood of spiritual beasts and monks, and is also part of the foundation of cultivation. The reason why Huan Yin wanted the essence and blood of the dragon was because he vaguely felt that the essence and blood of the dragon seemed to be more beneficial to him than the inner elixir. After all, what is related to dragons in Huan Yin's body is also blood.

Moreover, if he spares the life of the dragon, he can also ask the dragon to send him to the branch sect. After all, the dragon can fly in the air and be much faster than him.

The dragon obviously felt that Huan Yin was bluffing, so it kept flipping around and roaring crazily, showing no intention of surrendering at all.

Huan Yin's face flashed with a ruthless look, and he was so angry: "Beast, since you force me, I will give you some color to show you!" After saying that, Huan Yin raised his Yang sword, but it did not strike at Jiaolong. Cut it on the palm of your hand.

Then, blood gurgled out of Huan Yin's palm. Without saying a word, he slapped the dragon's head with one palm.

This time, even though the black light on the top of the dragon's head was shining brightly, it was still slapped on the top of the head by Huan Yin's palm. The moment Huan Yin's palm came into contact with its dragon head, the part of the dragon's head that was photographed by Huan Yin Soon the flesh melted away.

"Roar!" The dragon roared, but this time its voice sounded a bit like a howl.

It is true that it is difficult for Huan Yin to hurt this evil dragon with higher cultivation level by ordinary means, but what flows in his body is the blood of a true dragon. How can this dragon withstand the erosion of dragon blood? ?

"Five drops of essence and blood, do you want me to give it to you?" Huan Yin grabbed the dragon's horn tightly and shouted loudly.

Jiaolong was injured on the top of his head, but he remained unyielding and resisted crazily, with no intention of giving up his blood.

Huan Yin was furious and once again drove the Yang Sword to slash his palm. This time, the Yang Sword almost cut into his metacarpal bones, and blood dripped directly from his palms.

As soon as the blood in Huan Yin's body fell on the dragon's head, a trace of ink-colored gas immediately appeared there, and a deep pit soon appeared.

Huan Yin held back the severe pain and slapped the faucet crazily with his palm again. Now every time he slapped it, a large amount of ink-colored gas came out from the top of the faucet. When Huan Yin's palm left, there would be A bloody deep palm print appeared, which was very similar to the effect of the old man's spell before.

This time, Jiaolong finally realized that every drop of blood flowing out of Huan Yin's hands had a complete restraint effect on him. That kind of effect is like it encounters its natural enemy, the dragon. Although this dragon didn't know why the blood in Huan Yin's body had the same power as the divine dragon, it still dared to continue dealing with Huan Yin. If this continues, the blood flowing out of Huan Yin's hand will swallow it alive.

"Ouch!" The dragon wailed, then opened its mouth wide, and five drops of blood flew out of its mouth. These five drops of blood were different from ordinary blood. They were ink-colored, and there were waves of spiritual power emanating from each drop.

Huan Yin looked at the five drops of blood in the air that made him want to swallow them right now. He knew that this was the essence and blood of the dragon. So without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and collected the essence and blood of the dragon into the Qiankun bag. Then he tapped his palm several times to quickly stop the bleeding.

"Where's the storage bag!" Huan Yin said sternly after collecting the blood.

Jiaolong had no choice but to open his mouth again. In an instant, several more storage bags floated out, and Huan Yin caught them in his hand. Among these storage bags, Guang Huan knew a lot of inner elixirs, as well as the young man's strange black beads and fan. As for the others, Huan Yin planned to take a closer look after arriving at the branch. He believed that he would see unexpected gains in the storage bags of the old man and the young man who had been cheating and killing monks all day long.

"Send me to a place that won't be too far for you. After I send you there, I will let you go free!" Huan Yin said to the dragon, and patted its head a few times.

This time, Jiaolong subconsciously panicked, but when it didn't feel the pain on the top of its head, it let out a soft cry, obviously agreeing to Huan Yin's conditions.

Huan Yin stepped on the body of a dragon, held a solitary butterfly in his hand, and followed the markings on the map, heading north from the sea and moving forward quickly.

Looking from a distance, a heroic young man is standing on a black dragon, flying in the air, so domineering!

Three hours later, on a coast in the northeast of Yanzhou, an old man in the middle of the fifth level of Qi Condensation was driving along with his young apprentice along the seaside.

"Master, do you think there are dragons in this sea?" The young apprentice looked at the calm sea and suddenly asked the old man.

The old man glanced at his apprentice and said angrily: "Of course there is. Master, didn't I tell you?"

"Master, have you ever fought a dragon?" the young man asked again.

The old man became a monk by chance in his middle age. He has never encountered any big opportunities in his practice so far. Therefore, he only has the fifth level of Qi Condensation. How can he fight with a dragon? So he glared at his disciple and said: "Dragon is a strange species in the sea. How can human beings fight against it? Don't think about those messy things all day long. The right way is to practice hard with me, don't you know?"

"Master, Dragon!" The boy's eyes suddenly became extremely bright and he shouted to the sky.

The old man had no choice but to pay no attention to his apprentice, and directly scolded: "Dragon or not, hurry up and hurry up. If we can't reach the city within today, we will have to sleep in the wilderness!"

"Master, there is really a dragon, and there is someone on top of the dragon!" The young man completely ignored his master's scolding and continued to shout excitedly.

"You kid, what are you dreaming about in broad daylight? Didn't I tell you that dragons are beyond human power..." The old man stopped mid-sentence. Because he saw a long, dark dragon flying over the sea at some point. Moreover, there is a young man standing on top of the dragon's head, who looks extremely extraordinary.

"What an amazing senior, I want to be like him!" The young man pointed to the sky and kept cheering.

After a short while, Huan Yin stepped down from the dragon and bowed to the dragon with a smile: "Brother Long, thank you very much!"

The moment there was a light on the dragon's head, Huan Yin didn't care what he said to it, he turned the dragon's head and ran towards the sea as if he was running away.

Huan Yin looked at the dragon's figure gradually disappearing and smiled slightly. Then he took out the lonely butterfly again and looked into his mind to observe.

Now, Huan Yin was standing not far from his branch sect. According to his estimation, he still needed to walk on the grassland for a day, carefully avoiding several ten thousand poisonous strongholds, before he could reach the branch sect.

Huan Yin also discovered in Lone Butterfly that several Wan Du Sect strongholds had been added not far from the branch sect today. These strongholds are arranged in a line, like a barrier, completely blocking the south side of the branch sect. Not only that, each of these strongholds has a large number of people, and there are even monks who are in the late stage of refining and above. It seems that they may launch an attack on the branch sect at any time.

"Wandu Sect is so anxious. It seems that they have guessed that the sect will send people to pick the Lingyun Flower. The situation in the branch sect is probably more tense than I imagined. I don't know how many of the fifty fellow sects who came together have succeeded. We have arrived at the branch sect. I have to rush to the branch sect as soon as possible and take away the Lingyun Flower. Only in this way can everyone evacuate this place in time. "Huan Yin knew that he was the most critical person now, so he stepped up his steps. The branch sect rushed over.