I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Sang Chuanjiang naturally would not let it succeed. His eyes suddenly darkened and he shook something out from his sleeve.

This thing grew in the wind and turned into a crystal bead the size of a head in the blink of an eye.

The bead was emitting a faint glow all over, and was round and translucent. There was a faint red dot in it that was shaking slightly, and then suddenly a blazing flame burst out.

Sang Chuanjiang used his powerful internal energy to stir up a gust of wind, and the flames instantly expanded several times with the help of the wind, illuminating even the inky black canyon.

The true appearance of the monster was also reflected in the firelight.

The huge winding body filled the entire canyon, covered with thick dark green scales, flashing a faint dull luster.

A pair of vertical pupils as big as buildings were burning with rage, and on its head were two huge dark green dragon horns, which were curved like swords, sharp and hard.

But at this moment, its breath was weak, and its body was covered with dense and horrible wounds, obviously it was seriously injured.

There was a hint of greed in Sang Chuanjiang's eyes.

This beast is called Qiulong. It has the blood of a divine beast and is a very rare ancient species.

He never expected that he would encounter a Qionglong with the blood of a divine beast in such a place. Sang Chuanjiang was really surprised.

The Qionglong didn't care and fled desperately into the darkness at an accelerated speed.

It had just awakened from years of slumber, and its strength had only recovered less than 10%. It was no match for Sang Chuanjiang at all, and dared not fight again.

"Evil beast, I will never let you escape this time. Taste the power of my Earth Fire Pearl!"

Sang Chuanjiang let out a low shout, and immediately the flames surrounding the Earth Fire Pearl transformed into a fire crow, sweeping towards the Qionglong.

The two huge dark green dragon horns on the dragon's head suddenly lit up.

In the darkness, countless points of fluorescence gathered around the dragon's horns, condensed into a ball of light, and then turned into a thick beam of light that shot towards the Fire Crow.

puff!

Suddenly, a huge gap was pierced through the giant crow transformed from the flames.

But fire is an invisible thing, and this little damage can't hurt the root at all.

The surging flames leaped and gathered together again, transforming into a larger fire crow, which swooped away.

The sharp claws, burning with eternal earth fire, grabbed straight towards the Qionglong's head.

The Qionglong was already seriously injured at this point and dared not confront the enemy head-on. It could only wander and fight with it in the wide canyon.

For a moment, a dull roar sounded in the canyon, echoing in the space.

The huge dragon body kept scraping against the cliffs of the canyon, and huge pieces of rubble fell down.

The wandering Qiong dragon suddenly raised its head high, opened its mouth and spit out a breath of dragon's breath.

The dragon's breath carried a strong corrosive aura and smashed towards the Fire Crow like a torrential rain.

The Fire Crow had no time to dodge and crashed straight into it.

By the time it rushed out the dragon breath, the flames that were originally burning on its body had been mostly extinguished, and it no longer had the previous momentum.

After flapping its wings a few times, the Fire Crow let out a wail which instantly died down, and the surroundings fell into darkness once again.

Qiulong saw that his attack was successful, but he did not dare to fight any longer and just wanted to escape from here quickly.

At this moment, thousands of beams of light suddenly burst out from the dark canyon.

The beams of light entangled and intertwined into a giant net that suddenly appeared above the dragon's head and covered it.

Qiulong was furious when he saw that his retreat was cut off.

I saw it exhale another breath of dragon, trying to use the same trick again.

It’s a pity that the Qionglong’s attack did not work this time. The dragon breath that could corrode everything lost its effect in the face of the net of heaven and earth.

Qionglong suddenly felt something was wrong, and a great sense of crisis arose in his heart.

But before it could make any move, the huge net above its head fell down at a high speed.

In a flash, the net of heaven and earth bound it tightly.

"Roar--!"

The Qionglong struggled and let out shrill roars, but it could not break free from the restraints no matter what.

The net of heaven and earth was condensed from Sang Chuanjiang's powerful true energy. It was extremely tough and even a Qiankun realm cultivator could not escape.

Sang Chuanjiang was seen muttering something, and the net emitted a dazzling light and kept tightening, squeezing the huge body of the Qionglong like a dumpling.

Qionglong didn't dare to hold back any longer, and quickly mobilized the last of his strength, preparing to fight to the death.

The specks of fluorescent light once again gathered on the two horns on the dragon's head.

However, this time the color of the dragon horn was much darker, and it contained energy that was enough to destroy the world.

Sang Chuanjiang frowned, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

"Evil beast, I wanted to spare your life, but it seems you are courting death!"

He shouted loudly, flew over and was about to kill the Qionglong when something strange happened.

I saw the two huge dark green dragon horns emitting dazzling light, which drove away all the darkness around and illuminated it brightly, as if the sun was rising in the abyss canyon.

Sang Chuanjiang's face changed drastically and he cursed through gritted teeth.

Then, without even looking back, he turned into a divine rainbow and fled at the speed of light, without any delay.

As soon as Sang Chuanjiang left, an earth-shattering energy wave erupted in the canyon.

With Qiulong as the center, the land in all directions on the vast plain beside the canyon suddenly rose up without any warning.

Like a dragon turning over, it formed a series of undulating mountains that were hundreds of miles long.

The resulting air wave swept across the world like a tsunami, instantly evaporating the strange blood energy lingering above the canyon.

The aura continued to spread forward for thousands of miles before gradually fading away.

After a full hour, the plain gradually calmed down.

Sang Chuanjiang also went and came back to the canyon.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect a beast to learn to hide its skills like a human. I underestimated it!"

He stood in mid-air, his face ashen.

Unexpectedly, this Qionglong would rather die together with others than fall into his hands.

He was also seriously affected by Qiulong's fatal attack at the critical moment of his life, and his hair was disheveled, without the demeanor of a master in the Qiankun realm.

He took off the object from his waist that was used to search for the scent of monsters, and activated it with the intention of giving it a try.

The next moment, Sang Chuanjiang's eyes lit up and he flew somewhere with a big laugh.

...

The capital of the Yuan Dynasty.

Fuzhenguan.

"The moonlight cleanses my heart, and all thoughts are cleared away. The air is condensed into frost, and the cold moon reflects my heart..."

Yan Xiu, who was instructing Qing'er in practicing Hanyue Heart Sutra, suddenly stopped what he was doing, stood up, walked outside the courtyard, and looked into the distance.

Seeing this, Qing'er also stopped practicing and came to Yan Xiu and asked in confusion.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Xiu rubbed her head and said softly, "Master has to go out for something, you should practice on your own first. If there is anything you don't understand, I will answer your questions when Master comes back."

When Qing'er heard this, she raised her hands high and said excitedly, "Master, I want to go too!"

Yan Xiu flicked his finger on her forehead and said with a smile, "You haven't finished your practice for today yet, so you can't go out and play."

After saying this, his figure gradually disappeared as the mountain wind blew past.

Qing'er covered her forehead with her hands, pouted and muttered "bad master", then returned to the courtyard angrily to continue her practice.