Chapter 586 Sunrise Dragon and Tiger, Wan Yuli

What monster?!

For just a moment, Qi Benchu ​​felt his heart tremble, and the indescribable terrifying energy made him tremble as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He wanted to shout for help, but he couldn't even shout out a word. He could only watch the cloaked man approaching slowly, his cold fingers pointing between his eyebrows.

"Is this him you are talking about?"

Qi Benchu ​​was horrified. Under his gaze, wisps of silver light floated out of the cloak of the man in black.

And in an instant, it turned into a silver light intertwined with an old man with a cold face:

"It doesn't seem to be any different."

"It is difficult to see the true appearance of divine objects because they are obscured by themselves, let alone the people who are brought to life by the wonders of the Bafang Temple?"

While speaking, Master Thousand Eyes suddenly retracted his finger. Yun Yeshan raised his eyebrows, but he saw the blood seeping out from the former's fingertips:

"difficult to handle?"

"He is worthy of being a man born from a miracle. Before his fortune has flourished, he actually has a high-quality spiritual treasure to recognize him as his master. Unfortunately, it is just a broken sword."

Master Qianyan flicked his fingers, and the drop of blood flowed back. He looked up and down at Qi Benchu, who turned pale.

"oh?"

Yun Yeshan's eyes moved slightly, but the raised hand suddenly dropped. Wisps of sword light burst out from Qi Benchu's body, intertwined like a copper bell, and enveloped him:

"This sword light... seems to be the Xuanmen Tongtian Sword of Xuanchan Academy?"

Yunyeshan was surprised.

Xuan Chan Academy is also ranked among the five major caves in Tianshiyuan. It is not inferior to Poison Dragon Academy in terms of power and reputation. And unlike the Poison Dragon God who is worshiped alone, Xuan Chan Academy also sacrifices many gods in addition to the main god.

.

This Xuanmen Heavenly Sword is the unique spiritual sword of his school. It has distinctive characteristics and a great reputation.

"You don't have to worry too much about a broken sword."

Master Thousand Eyes didn't pay much attention and looked at it through the sword light barrier: "The remnant sword without anyone urging it can only have the power of one sword at most.

I can draw this sword out. You need to occupy this body as quickly as possible and notify Emperor Qian to offer sacrifices. There are eight temple gates hidden in this body. As long as you match the incense, you can trigger the prosperity of luck..."

"Then what?"

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master's eyes never left Qi Benchu, and his great will was concentrated on that finger just now:

"You can take away half of Li Yuan's luck. If you challenge him again, there is no need to go against the third level..."

"Um?!"

Before he could finish his casual sentence, Master Thousand Eyes suddenly stopped speaking, and the thousand pairs of eyes under his cloak were beating violently:

"It's you!"

Yun Yeshan stood beside him and seemed to have turned around a long time ago. He just looked at the old man in purple standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn and his voice low:

"Qin Yun!"

His eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he didn't seem too surprised, but the silver light intertwined on his body shone more and more like lightning.

"Qin Yun?"

The black cloak moved seamlessly, and the Thousand-Eyed Master sneered:

"He is Pang Wenlong!"

Pang Wenlong!

Yun Yeshan's body flickered for a moment, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

"You...the sky fire didn't burn you to death?!"

More than a thousand years ago, he saw with his own eyes that Pang Wenlong was burned to ashes by heavenly fire. The fire from the sky in the Bafang Temple did not even dare to touch him.

He can actually bear it?

"Qian Yan, Yun Mo, are you two here together?"

Pang Wenlong stood with his hands behind his hands. He ignored the shock and astonishment of the two people. He just looked at them briefly, and even a smile appeared on his face:

"Okay, very good."

Speak concisely and concisely, exhale like thunder!

The moment Pang Wenlong's voice rang out in the courtyard, the eyes of the three people including Qi Benchu ​​all turned pale.

It was like a big sun suddenly bursting out in front of my eyes with all its light and heat.

"Quick victory!"

During the burst of dazzling divine light, Yunyeshan heard the deep voice of Master Thousand Eyes. He suddenly came back to his senses and turned into a stream of light, shooting towards the confused Qi Benchu.

His reaction speed was not bad, but he missed it. The stream of light pierced the house, but only a trace of air left by the flying sword flying through the air at high speed was seen.

"Nie Xianshan!"

Yun Yeshan's face turned blue, and his anger was like thunder piercing the night sky: "You are looking for death!"

"Master Tao is here, come if you dare!"

In the night, Nie Xianshan walked with his sword, holding Qi Benchu ​​like a quail in one hand, and turned around to sneer, but did not stop for a moment.

After missing a hit, Yunye Mountain's face sank like water, but he did not pursue it. Instead, he raised his hand and crushed a bronze mirror, urging Emperor Qian and others from thousands of mountains away to make a grand sacrifice.

Then he looked coldly at the Dragon and Tiger Mountains. Although he had responded to the failure of this trip, he could not suppress the murderous intention that surged in his heart:

"Everyone who deserves to be killed deserves to die!"

boom!

The silver light cut through the night sky for hundreds of miles, with great momentum, but it was not very dazzling at this time.

Without him, in the night at this moment, there is a blazing sun rising high, emitting dazzling light and heat.

It covers the Longhu Mountains and even Hengshan City.

In an instant, the night turned into day. Up and down the mountain, inside and outside the city, countless people were awakened by the divine light. They looked up in shock and were all shocked.

"The old guys are still fierce!"

After a few ups and downs and hundreds of miles away, Nie Xianshan could still feel the extremely strong martial arts will, and the light of the great sun's spiritual phase seemed to be able to burn him.

Shocked in his heart, Nie Xianshan stopped flying his sword and looked back:

"Sure enough, I can't beat him..."

The night is like day, with a purple figure standing on the top of the mountains, with a red sun hanging high behind him. His figure, illuminated by the red sun, looks like an ancient giant, with his shadow covering the mountains and rivers.

In contrast, there is a familiar 'divine figure' that ordinary people can recognize.

The treasure is majestic and has thousands of pairs of Dharma eyes.

boom!

Boom!

In the night sky, thunder was rolling, the mountains were boiling, countless birds and beasts were fleeing in panic, and many disciples of Longhu Temple had already rushed towards the tunnels and mountain streams.

"It's like the sky is falling!"

In the mountain stream, crowds of people were running in all directions. Liang Ashui nimbly avoided the falling boulders, his face turning white and blue.

He had once seen a grandmaster battle, and the scene left a deep impression on him, and it was still fresh in his mind several years later.

But compared to the scene in front of me, it was too far behind.

The two strong men colliding in the night sky were like legendary gods and demons. The sky changed with every movement, night turned into day, dark clouds gathered, and thunder rolled.

I don't know how many tens or hundreds of miles away, the energy burst out, causing a large-scale landslide and landslide, which was simply terrifying.

"Let's go!"

"Retreat quickly and don't watch the battle!"

"If you don't want to die, go into the tunnel quickly!"

There were dragon and tiger inner sect disciples roaring in the mountains. In fact, except for Long Xinglie and a few others, most of the disciples had no intention of watching the battle.

"A supreme collision!"

The main peak of Longmen is shrouded in a layer of mist. The dragon Xixiang is holding a demon-conquering pestle, and the shadow of King Kong is looming behind him, riding the elephant around the dragon.

It is not surprising that someone would come to raid the Longhu Temple, Longxi Xiang, or Nie Xianshan. In fact, the reason why they do not stay in the Bafang Temple permanently is not because of lack of incense.

Instead, use the person who is supported by the wonderful scene as bait to catch a big fish.

I just didn’t expect to catch two of them at once.

"call!"

The Long Xixiang slowly turned around, and under the night cover, silver light burst out, transforming into a strange dragon beast with the characteristics of a dragon and snake and two wings.
To be continued...