He put his right index finger and together a little bit into the air, and a huge black hole burst out in the air, like a deep well hanging upside down in the sky. The mouth of the well was ten feet wide.
Everyone looked up, and there was a creaking noise from the mouth of the well, and then a huge dragon head came out. A pair of huge eyes the size of a bathtub, seemingly a pair of huge bronze mirrors, reflecting the aura of mana surging around Wen Chuxiao's body.
The dragon's head was covered with dragon beards, and its mouth was covered with sharp steel teeth. It carefully probed out from the huge hole in the void. Its body is only slightly smaller than this huge hole, and it is covered with mysterious iron scales. After exploring, a pair of terrifying giant claws like golden hooks climbed out of the hole.
This living dragon crawled out of the big hole alive, like a real dragon several hundred feet long. But if you look closely, others can still see that every part of its body is made of various metal materials.
Such a huge dragon, replaced by a normal Purple Mansion monk, is not easy to summon it with the air escape technique, let alone control it freely. After all, Wen Chuxiao has the power of the golden core, and it is more than enough to urge this thing, depending on how long he can persist through the rocks in the air.
This puppet is called "Qinggang Iron Dragon", and it is made according to the blue dragon, one of the four great beasts. But despite the fact that this thing is so huge, in fact, only the scales on the surface of the body are the real profound iron, and the inside is just an empty frame.
Decades ago, Wen Chuxiao had a great skill, and he was newly promoted to the Purple Mansion, and he was so happy to create this Qinggang Iron Dragon. As a result, he couldn't drive it with his mana at all, so he could only put it aside. When he was promoted to Jin Dan, he felt that such a big and unreal monster was really ridiculous, and he never used it again.
This time, if you want to attract enough rocks in "Rocks through the sky", you also need a big guy. Moreover, he had collected forty thousand taels of blood spirit stones, and he couldn't seem too stingy. He doesn't feel distressed if this dragon loses, and he can also take it out.
His mind moved, and a powerful mana connected his spiritual consciousness with the Qinggang Iron Dragon. The dragon immediately showed a cautious expression like a living person. The claws first penetrated into the chaotic rock and even deliberately scratched two pieces of soil rock. After no danger was found, it trembled, like a flexible Eels usually fly in.
The design of the chaotic stone through the air array is like this. Only when you go halfway in, you can't get out, and you can't retreat, will you launch a fierce attack.
Seeing such an astonishing puppet, even the apparently scheming dream raccoon was stunned, and he nodded slightly.
His hands are imprinted, and a cold and strange mana appears on his body, like thousands of tiny flying insects, forming a dark and smelly thick cloud flying out. Everyone present felt itchy and uncomfortable, as if there were countless insects crawling around.
The meng raccoon clan does not control gu worms, nor do they control heaven and earth auras, they only control monks. Their mana is only effective on the monk's spirit. The weird feeling of this worm crawling all over the body is just the illusion that everyone's consciousness is affected by mana.
After the black cloud emerged, it swept to the ground like a group of weird creatures. A pair of jade coffins of life and death appeared in the past. The jade coffin opened on its own, and a strong vitality emerged.
A stunning woman with long hair reaching waist, face like ice and snow, slender body, and a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, sat up.
She just woke up to sleep and couldn't change into the Chinese clothes. She only wore the light purple silk short dress that she wore when she slept. She wrapped her delicate figure tightly, and her waist length spread out behind her head. A pair of snow-white bare feet first Stepped out of the jade coffin.
She looked around coldly, as if she was annoyed by these people for disturbing her dreams, her eyes showed arrogance and resentment, which made everyone feel chill.
Fortunately, she didn't immediately make a move, only tossed her sleeves to close her jade coffin. The light flashed in his hand, and a simple beige bamboo-bone oiled paper umbrella was added.
"This is the southern evening resignation from the goddess of Guanghan!" Someone present exclaimed.
The goddess of Guanghan in the Yin-Yang sect is resigned in the South night, the golden core double flower master, she has become famous in the world with her cold escape technique. She once served as the elder of the cold vein in the Yin-Yang sect. Follow her temper.
After disappearing in a great battle in the demon world a hundred years ago, this woman has never seen her face again. It was rumored that she was already dead, and she did not expect to reappear here in this way!
The black and white face is extremely ugly. Nanwanci is a generation older than him. Arrogant but superb in character, beautiful in appearance, countless admirers in Yin and Yang. Although he didn't come from the same line as a teacher, he also admired this teacher aunt very much, but he didn't expect that she would be killed by Mengluo.
Nan Wanwan's appearance is cold, but his body is full of vitality. Obviously she is not a zombie or a puppet. She is still alive, and she is still alive. She has a higher cultivation base than a hundred years ago, and even has a faint promotion to the Golden Core Three Flowers.
But now that she emerged from the jade coffin of Meng Lai's life and death, she is no longer the Nanwan resignation back then, but Meng Lai's Meng Slave!
Menglu always lives in the dreamland constructed by the dream raccoon, and is only called out by the dream raccoon when needed. After being called out, they will instead regard this world as a dream.
"Meng Lei! You are deceiving too much!" Black and White cursed with gritted teeth.
Mengluo smiled coldly, and asked: "The Nanwan Ci fought in the Shenxuetan, and killed two Jin Dan of our tribe, five people in the Purple Mansion, and many more of our tribe. I don’t know who it was. Who is deceiving too much?"
One hundred years ago, the Onmyoji Sect was ordered by the Houtu Emperor. Many masters sneaked into the demon world to steal an extremely important thing from the territory of Meng Lao. It was not a glorious thing in itself.
In fact, such a dangerous task shouldn't have participated in the female generation of Goddess Guanghan. But at that time, only the Yuzhu Umbrella in her hand was the only magic weapon in Yin Yang Sect that could isolate the soul from attacking the raccoon dog.
The meng raccoon clan also came from the sky, and suffered huge losses. Guang Jin Dan was killed two by Nan Wan's resignation, and he almost fell into disrepair. It took a hundred years to recover his strength.
If this matter is a matter of the Meng Lei clan and the Yin-Yang Sect, the Yin-Yang Sect is just right. Therefore, after the disappearance of Nan Wanci, although Zongmen secretly searched for it, he did not publicize it or even admit it.
The meng raccoon clan never fights in person, and all their combat power comes from the manipulative meng slaves. Eight out of ten of these dream slaves also come from these big clans. The reason why he dared to take out Nanwan's remarks was naturally because of the Yin-Yang Sect's guilty conscience, so he would not dare to reason with him.
Nanwan looked at the vast and boundless rock piercing through the sky, opened the umbrella in his hand, and was about to walk forward, but saw that there was someone in front of him, it was the black and white, and a strong divine thought came over. , Was shouting at her: "Sister Nan, wake up!"
Black and white had a thought in his heart, and wanted to wake this sister-in-law from his dream. This is of course impossible. However, he still has to try!
Mengnu doing things while waking up is no different from sleepwalking. It's just that a normal sleepwalker wakes up when he wakes up, while Mengnu is deeply controlled by the dream raccoon. Even if he wakes up, he just wakes up to another level of dream constructed by the raccoon dog. These dreams overlap like a maze, and they will never come out.
Sure enough, Nan Wanci looked up, and there was no blurring in his eyes, but they were very clear. Seeing the black and white child horizontally in front of her, she raised a pair of willow-like eyebrows, and her eyes showed disgust ~EbookFREE.me~ for no reason, she felt a strong hatred for the nephew who blocked her.
"Huh! Black-and-white, you are just a mere disciple of the true sword veins, don't think that with the teacher, you will be able to run wild!"
Although it has been a hundred years, the appearance of the black and white has not changed much. She recognized it at a glance. It's just that she was originally arrogant, and this black and white was just a true disciple under the sword. In her eyes, even if there is nothing to do, this person is not qualified to talk to her face to face.
What's more, in the dream of Nanwan Ci at this time, I only remembered that I had to get through this turbulent array with my jade bamboo umbrella in my hand, and I hated anyone who got in the way.
Before spoke, she held the umbrella handle and twitched, and with a shudder, she drew a sharp sword from the umbrella handle.
At the same time that the sword was unsheathed, a gloomy chill instantly enveloped everyone, and everyone in the room shuddered. But what he saw in the eyes of the black and white son was a light stroke of the sharp sword in the air, and an extremely cold and sharp aura swept over.
The world is extremely cold, sharp and unparalleled! Black and white had used the sword for so many years to reach such a high level, and he even had a warning sign in his heart, and he felt a critical threat of life and death.
He didn't hesitate to move his mind, and blocked the Yanglong Sword in front. He only heard a loud noise, the two swords intersected, and he felt the chill penetrated into his bones, and his blood was almost frozen!
A strong sword aura struck the Yanglong Sword. Although it did not break, the Yanglong Sword trembled vigorously, pushing back with a violent force, and he involuntarily stepped back ten steps.
As he retreated, the yuzhu umbrella in the hands of the goddess of Guanghan was already opened and flew, spinning in the air, spreading out circles of inspiration like a thread, like a huge semi-circular umbrella cover, Everyone's consciousness fluctuations are covered by it.
