The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

boom!

The moment the array layout was completed, the entire Shouyang Peak shook violently.

The sky fused even more. The sky, which was originally clear, suddenly became overwhelmed with black clouds, a scene of doomsday.

A long and surging aura surged violently under the ground, and broke through the ground with a bang.

This breath danced in mid-air, swallowed clouds and breathed out fog, bared its teeth and claws, its body gradually solidified, and it was a golden breath that was hundreds of feet long.

Liu Bowen looked at the sky where the black clouds rolled, and stared at the golden gas that broke out of the ground, and said loudly to Han Chen: "Young master, the dragon veins have manifested, it's up to you next."

"it is good!"

At this moment, Han Chen sat cross-legged at the core of the formation, suddenly stretched out his palm, and with a thought, a black flame suddenly appeared above his palm.

"Swallow Wu Void Flame, go!"

Chapter 162: The Treasure of Qi Luck, Octagonal Dragon Cauldron (3/3)

Rumble!

The violent fire that devoured the sky and the earth fell on this mountain in an instant, and the mountain collapsed immediately, like ice and snow melting under the sun, it sank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the landform was severely damaged.

Roar……

On the dark cloud-covered sky, that golden gas roared and churned, screaming in pain, and suddenly rushed down from the sky, heading straight for Han Chen.

"My lord, guard the Zifu Niwan Palace!" Liu Bowen shouted loudly.

Han Chen's face was slightly solemn, knowing that if he wanted to successfully cut off the dragon's veins, he had to let it enter his Zifu, so as to completely refine the dragon of luck.

Glancing at the aura rushing towards him, and thinking of the powerful black pier in the Temple of War God, Han Chen raised a trace of contempt, "Compared with that aura, this aura is far worse than that."

Boo!

The golden energy descended on Han Chen, rushed directly between his eyebrows, and came to the Zifu Niwan Palace.

Standing in the big formation, Liu Bowen saw the energy of the dragon vein rushing into Han Chen's body, his eyes were full of worry, but seeing Han Chen's composure, he was slightly relieved, and he felt a little more expectation in his heart.

In fact, Liu Bowen has been investigating the location of the eight dragon veins in the early years. The reason why he has not cut them off is because he has never practiced, let alone a top master.

Only a peerless master with a cultivation base as high as the sky can open up a powerful Zifu to withstand the invasion of dragon energy. Otherwise, if it is an ordinary person, it will undoubtedly die.

In addition, the person who can cut off the dragon's veins must be the life of the emperor star.

Looking at the whole world, Han Chen is probably the only person who meets these two requirements.

At this time, Han Chen's Zifu space.

A fiery red Suzaku is flying freely in the sky. Below this Suzaku, a simple and simple scroll is quietly suspended on the ground.

boom!

A golden aura suddenly flew into the space of the Zifu, opened its teeth and claws, and immediately wreaked havoc, attempting to destroy the entire Zifu.

The Purple Mansion is where the soul of a person is. If the Purple Mansion is destroyed, Han Chen will be scattered.

"Suppressing Suzaku's soul, suppress it for me!!¨"!"

Han Chen, who was sitting cross-legged outside, closed his eyes at this moment, and observed the situation in the Purple Mansion with all his attention. Seeing the dragon of luck doing anything wrong, he immediately had a thought and asked Suzaku to suppress it.

boom!

An invisible soul impact emanated from the body of the Suzaku cub, and ruthlessly slammed into the golden air.

The golden aura flickered suddenly, twisted in pain, and the already illusory body became even more illusory.

"Ding, the dragon of luck has been detected, and the refining process will begin now!"

Hearing the system prompt in his mind, Han Chen was startled for a moment, and immediately ignored it, concentrating on controlling the Suzaku cubs, attacking again and again, constantly bombarding the air with soul-suppressing techniques.

roar roar...

Under the bombardment, Qi? let out a heart-piercing wail.

It is an illusory body, and it makes waves, all relying on its soul. The Suzaku cub has already condensed into a real body, and Suzaku Soul Suppression specializes in hurting the soul, so it just restrains it.

After several times of violent bombardment, it was dying and weak, so it could only flee desperately in the Purple Mansion.

Refining it is only a matter of time.

After a stick of incense...

The golden aura turned into a golden tripod with three legs and two ears, suspended in the space of Zifu, slowly rotating, exuding brilliant light.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, successfully refined the first dragon energy, and got the treasure of luck, the incomplete version of [Eight Dragon Cauldron]!"

System prompt: Octagon Dragon Cauldron, this treasure exists in the Purple Mansion, it can make the host's luck like a dragon, the prosperity is equal to the sky, and it can also suppress the fate of the country, pass it on forever, and have good luck for a long time. However, because the host only refines one dragon vein , there are still seven dragon veins missing, this tripod is not yet complete, and it cannot manifest its power.The host please hurry up and refine the other seven dragon veins as soon as possible to perfect the Octagonal Dragon Cauldron.

"It's really good to get a luck treasure!"

Sitting cross-legged in the formation, Han Chen smiled slightly, and thought to himself, "I used to buy easter eggs, and the rewards I offered were up and down. As long as I gather all the eight-direction dragon cauldrons, there will be no disadvantages in the future."

The same is to buy a silver colored egg. If you are lucky, you can get a "Hundred Step Flying Sword", but if you are unlucky, you can get a "Sunflower Treasure".

With this Octagonal Dragon Cauldron, Han Chen can be upright and worry-free.

In addition, this treasure can also suppress the fate of the country, and it can be passed on forever, so that the fate of the country will prosper forever. This role is not trivial.

"The inscription on this cauldron is..."

Concentrating on observing the space of the Zifu, Han Chen quickly discovered that there were patterns engraved on the whole body of the floating golden tripod, and smiled slightly: "It turned out to be eight giant dragons."

"However, among these eight giant dragons, only the first one is golden, and the rest are all dull. It seems that the remaining dragon veins need to be refined to become golden."

"The clouds in the sky have lifted."

On Shouyang Peak, Liu Bowen stood in the formation. Seeing the clouds in the sky and the sunrise, he knew that the energy of the dragon veins had been subdued. Looking at Han Chen who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, a smile appeared on his face.

call……

Han Chen breathed out, opened his eyes slightly, stood up from the ground, and said to Liu Bowen, "...Sir, the dragon aura has been resolved, we can leave Kunlun Mountain now."

Shouyang Peak was burned by swallowing Wuxu flames, and a huge deep pit appeared. The original terrain of the dragon veins has been destroyed, and the energy of the dragon veins has also been refined by Han Chen. I will continue to stay here.

"The old man is not mistaken, the person who cuts off the dragon's veins is indeed the young master, hahaha..."

Liu Bowen was very happy when Han Chen cut off the dragon vein of Kunlun Mountain. He stroked his beard and smiled at the moment, "The northern dragon vein is in Changbai Mountain. It's not too late. Let's set off now."

"it is good!"

Nodding and smiling, Han Chen took Liu Bowen away from Kunlun Mountain and headed towards Changbai Mountain.

In the next 20 days, Han Chen and Liu Bowen traveled all over the land of China, and arrived at Chang (Wang Mahao) Baishan, Qilian Mountain, Tianshan Mountain, Taihang Mountain and other places in turn.

Everywhere he went, Liu Bowen first set up a slashing formation, and then Han Chen took action to cut off the local dragon veins and refine the energy of the dragon veins.There are more and more golden dragons on the Octagonal Dragon Cauldron, and soon there are seven dragons, only the last one is missing, and the great achievement will be completed.

On this day, Han Chen and Liu Bowen crossed the Yangtze River, went all the way south, came to the territory of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and directly boarded Mount Wuyi.

boom!

Liu Bowen set up a slashing formation, Han Chen sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, and sprinkled a piece of swallowing void flames, burning the east peak of Wuyi Mountain, and the underground dragon energy broke through the ground and rushed into Han Chen's Zifu Niwan Palace.

After a stick of incense...

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have successfully refined the eighth dragon energy, and the Bafang Dragon Cauldron is complete and complete!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, cut off the dragon veins of all directions, the fate of the Great Yuan Dynasty is cut off, and the vitality is exhausted!"

Chapter 163: Millions of troops, exhausted (1/3)

It was summer, and there were continuous torrential rains.

After the Octagonal Dragon Veins were cut off, within the territory ruled by the Great Yuan Dynasty, severe floods occurred in the south, but a century-old drought occurred in the north, with mountain peaks collapsing, rivers flowing backwards, and snow in June...

Various visions of heaven and earth came one after another.

However, compared to the natural disasters in the south and north, the disasters in most of the Yuan Dynasty were the most serious.

Over the past few days, the entire imperial capital has been covered with black clouds, the sky is full of storms, thunder and lightning, and it roars continuously day and night. Such a vision is rare in the world.

Nine days later.

In the land of the imperial capital, a deep ravine split open, dividing the entire imperial city into two halves.

The mountains around the capital collapsed during the earthquake, and the rocks blocked the river, causing the river to be interrupted and become a pool of stagnant water.

In the hot summer, the river rancid quickly.

Fish, shrimp and turtle claws died and rotted, and the entire imperial capital was stinky, thick and lingering.Flies bred and flooded, flying all over the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The people were terrified and left the imperial capital one after another.

In the imperial palace, all the flowers, plants and trees withered, malaria spread rapidly, court ladies and eunuchs died of illness one after another, even the royal family members were also suffering from strange diseases, and even the imperial doctors were helpless.

Emperor Yuanshun had trouble sleeping and eating, and all civil and military officials privately said that there was a vision from the sky, and that his vitality was exhausted.

……

Wudang Mountain, Zhenwu Peak.

Zhang Sanfeng stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of the cliff, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him, his white hair swaying in the wind, his demeanor was calm and ethereal.

Looking up between the sky and the earth, laughing at the clouds and clouds.

The truth of Taoism is all in this river and mountain.

"In the past few months, natural disasters have come one after another, and visions have emerged one after another. It seems that the Great Yuan Dynasty is really in decline."

Looking at the unpredictable sea of ​​clouds, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled, already made a decision in his heart, turned his back to Song Yuanqiao behind him, and ordered: "Yuanqiao, from today onwards, all Wudang disciples will go down the mountain to help the rebel army of Sect Master Han. Overthrow the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty and restore peace to the world!"

Song Yuanqiao stood behind Zhang Sanfeng, silently accompanied his master to experience the world, when he heard the order suddenly, he was startled, but he reacted quickly and clasped his hands respectfully.

"Yes, Master!"

At the end of the speech, Song Yuanqiao is not here?镏??重尸环?チ朱?/>

Taoism's feelings of helping the world, loving the people, and supporting justice are vividly displayed at this moment.

"The Great Yuan ruled the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years, and its strength is finally exhausted."

"What should die, will eventually die!"

boom!

Looking at the undulating sea of ​​clouds, Zhang Sanfeng waved his big sleeve(b) violently, and his cultivation of the seventh level of innate realm suddenly exploded, fiercely blasting towards the churning sea of ​​clouds.