Chapter 171: Kowloon Power

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"The non-family class has its own heart and it is not enough to die."
Xiang Yang’s cold eyes glanced at the six islanders who died in tragic death. They did not feel embarrassed because they killed them.
"The terrain of the Kowloon spit beads, I hope I can give you a little surprise."
Xiang Yang’s eyes are looking forward to the valley, and the dragon's mouth around the nine dragon-like mountains is facing the valley, and the valley is round, which is the shape of the 'Dragon Ball' in the 'Kowloon Tuzhu'.
Xiang Yang took out a ninja samurai sword on the body of the mountain wind, and flipped it at random, rolling up a knife light, with a chilling mans.

Bailian steel is cast and can barely be used.

Xiang Yang smiled softly, looking at the six bodies on the ground, and shook his head. "Forget it, I will be a good person and bury you."
"boom!"
At the same time, Xiang Yang’s right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, smoke and smoke, and countless dust was rolled to one side. A deep pit of ten meters appeared in front of Xiangyang.
Xiang Yang smiled softly, and once again, his six bodies were all dropped into the pit, and then there was a shock. Numerous dusts filled the pit again, if not because the newly filled soil could be seen. No one can see that the bodies of the six island country devils are buried here.
"I am really a good person."
Xiang Yang felt that he had done what he had done, and with a smile on his face, stepping into the valley step by step.
"boom!"
As Xiang Yang stepped closer to the valley, his face became more and more serious, his body became stronger and stronger, and the colorful light was looming, and there was a faint golden glow on his body. It is precisely his embodiment that he has cultivated everything to the utmost.
In the face of this legendary terrain, the good fortune is unpredictable, and Xiang Yang did not dare to make the slightest intention to directly carry out the cultivation that can now be carried out to the extreme, just in case.
"Hey..."
At the same time, Xiang Yang has a powerful sword to rise up. This is not the killing sword that he is best at and has cultivated to the peak, but the sword of the sword of the king who has just begun to enter the cultivation.
Among the three kendos cultivated by Xiang Yang, although there is no real distinction between the so-called strengths and weaknesses, the sword of killing is the practice of cultivation, but it is specially used for killing and practicing, and the sword of the king is vast. With the power of the king to suppress all the forces of resistance, it has a better role in protecting oneself.
Moreover, although Xiang Yang has the sword meaning of the peak of the killing sword, but because his innate perfection can not be used, and can not play its true strength, it is the sword of the king's sword, although it is only preliminary Cultivation, but just able to play it out, can even play an unimaginable role.
This is why Xiang Yangyang avoids the shortcomings and displays the sword of the king who is not yet familiar.
In order to walk in better and safer, Xiang Yang can be said to have been displayed without reservation.
"Hey..."
As Xiangyang stepped into the valley, suddenly the body shook, only to hear a scream of the sound of the dragon, and there was an illusion in front of his eyes. One of the nine dragon veins turned into a red dragon and rose into the sky. Hovering over the valley.
"The momentum of Kowloon is extraordinary, and there is even a manifestation of the dragon."
Xiang Yang took a deep breath and continued to walk forward. It didn't take long. It was a scream of the screaming dragon. It was an orange dragon rising from the sky and flying to the top of the valley. .
"The second dragon, how this color looks a bit familiar..."
Xiang Yang seems to think of what it looks like, his face is eccentric, and he continues to move forward.
"Hey..."
Next, with Xiang Yang's approach, in the eyes of Xiang Yang, there are two dragons rising in the sky. The colors of these two dragons are yellow and green.
"Red orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and then should it be blue and blue?"
Xiang Yang whispered and was more cautious, but his footsteps did not stop and he continued to move forward.
"Hey..."
As Xiangyang became closer to the center of the valley, the sound of three dragons rang at the same time. Sure enough, the dragons of blue, blue and purple rose up and hovered over the valley and were dancing.
"That is... an altar?"
Xiang Yang saw that there was an ancient altar on the bottom of the seven dragons. There were blood on the altar, and nine pillars of dragons stood in the nine directions of the altar. It was like the nine dragons hovering on it. Guarding the altar.
"I can't see this scene from the outside. It's not a blind eye, but I've entered a battle or another space."
Xiang Yang thinks that this is too mysterious, but the 'Kowloon Tuzhu' is very mysterious. Xiang Yang only knows something from the ancient books. Compared with the fear of the unknown, he is more curious and wants to know What benefits can be gained from this terrain in Kowloon?
"Hey..."
Xiang Yang continued to walk forward, only to hear two powerful dragons coming out, followed by two black and white dragons, circling with the previous seven dragons above the central altar , exudes a burst of Long Wei.
"Red, orange, green, blue, purple, black and white, Nima, how is this the same color as the one I cultivated?"
Xiang Yang’s face has a quirky color, and his left hand is stretched out. The infuriating heart of the palm is shining with nine colors, exactly the same color as the nine dragons in the sky above.
"Is it true that these nine dragons have nothing to do with the practice of my practice?"
Xiang Yang was full of curiosity, but there was no lack of stopping under his feet. In the twinkling of an eye, he had already reached the edge of the altar. In front of him was a nine-story staircase with a high altar. As long as he was willing, he could cross it in one step.
"Hey..."
At this time, the top nine dragons uttered a sound of dragons in a neat manner. This time the sound was not only strong, but also with a very very strong force, the blood of Xiang Yang was tumbling, 'Wow' Spit a blood, look at the nine dragons above the horror.
However, from this point of view, Xiang Yang’s eyes suddenly looked straight.
"how come?"
I saw that under the gaze of Xiang Yang, the nine dragons suddenly rolled and continually merged, and they all merged into their nine bodies. In the blink of an eye, they became a dragon with a colorful radiance.
The nine dragons are one, but the momentum is beyond the nine dragons that were separated before.
"Go up and see."
The colorful dragons swam in the air, and there was no other action. Xiang Yang suddenly let go of his heart and carefully stepped onto the first step.
"Boom…"
"Nothing."
When the first step was taken up, Xiang Yang had already swayed the stenciled steel knife in his hand and was ready to withstand the external attack. However, he found out that there was nothing wrong with it, so he stepped on the steps one after another.
The nine-story steps are too short, but between a few breaths, Xiang Yang has stood on the altar.
"Is it here that the terrain of the Kowloon Tuzhu is the most central place, that is, the aura of the nine dragons?"
"Unfortunately, this is the dragon that has been drained from the aura, and it has no effect at all."
Xiang Yang sighed, except that the nine-colored dragon in the sky was still hovering, and even the aura on the altar was not a little more than the outside.

Is this nine-color dragon a mere illusion and not practical?

Xiang Yang looked up and looked at the colorful dragons hovering in the sky. At this moment, he was standing in the middle of the altar, looking at him, and sat down directly, his face with a very depressed color.
"It’s a bit shameful to go back empty-handed with empty hands. I knew that I shouldn’t kill the ghosts of the six island countries so quickly. Let’s ask what they call the treasures.

Xiang Yang sighed helplessly, staring at the dragon above, but losing the long knife in his hand. There is no good or bad in anyway, and there is no danger. Let’s take a look at the legendary dragon. .
"Hey..."
When Xiang Yang was studying the Jiu Cai Shen Long, the nine-colored dragon that had been swimming above it suddenly made a loud humming sound, and then quickly rushed toward Xiang Yang.
"Ah... don't stop..."
"boom…"
Xiang Yang was so scared that his face was gray and his body was flashing and he was going to run away, but it was too late. The nine-colored dragons rushed down and the body was shrinking. Rush directly from Xiang Yang’s head.
"boom…"
The whole nine-color dragon was not included in the head of Xiangyang, just like a drop of water into the sea, and there was no splashing, and Xiangyang’s whole person was standing on the spot.
"Booming..."
At the same time, Xiang Yang’s strong nine-color radiance continued to flash, and his body continued to scream.
As the roaring sound came out, Xiang Yang’s momentum continued to rise, and his body’s mysterious powers ran wildly and repaired into constant breakthroughs.
With the breakthrough of cultivation, Xiang Yang sat down on the knees and floated in the volley. The whole person was constantly shining with the colorful light, just like the gods, the full of the hegemonic and sacred atmosphere.
"Hey..."
In Xiang Yang’s body, there seems to be a sudden sound of dragons. If someone can see the inside of Xiangyang’s body at this time, they will find that there is a colorful dragon in the body of Xiangyang. Nine colors of light, a glimpse of the nine colors of light into the body of Xiang Yang, making his cultivation fast.
The day after tomorrow, five heavy, six heavy... ten heavy peaks...
In the blink of an eye, the infuriating after Xiang Yang’s re-construction has reached the realm of the peak of the day after tomorrow. The nine-colored dragon in his body is still emitting energy constantly. Xiang Yang’s heart is ecstatic and continues to run Xuan Gong’s cultivation.
"boom!"
I don't know how long it took, a huge roar sounded in Xiang Yang's body, and I saw that the nine-color light of his body was almost transformed into a metaphysical general, shrouded his whole person, and one belongs to the innate strong. The breath once again radiated from Xiang Yang’s body.
After the re-construction, Xiang Yang once again broke through to become a contemporary practitioner, and is still a breakthrough in infuriating.
With the breakthrough of Xiang Yang, the nine-colored dragon in his body seems to have exhausted all the extra energy, stopped, and quietly waited.
"It's a pity that you can't achieve it in one breath."
With a sigh, Xiang Yang opened his eyes, and there were two strong nine-color flashes in his eyes, which shot like a laser.
"boom…"