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They looked at each other, their eyes intertwined in the third dragon's chant, which inspired a tacit understanding for many days.
The third dragon chant was even louder and more intense, shaking their blood and energy, and it really had the potential to stop the clouds.
The First Prince Hu Houqing and Monk Yuande stood on a boulder, looking at Zhenlongyuan's position in the distance, with serious expressions.
"Amitabha!" Monk Yuande proclaimed the Buddha's name.
Hu Houqing looked at Monk Yuande, nodded, and shouted in a deep voice: "Let's fight!"
Monk Yuande has become more and more profound in Buddhism and cultivation after these days of penance, and has become the leader of the people faintly.
? If Fakong does not appear, Hu Houqing and Monk Yuande will co-host and call the shots in Zhenlongyuan.
With the sound of shouting, everyone immediately stepped forward, and the figures were graceful, and they began to change positions lightly and nimbly.
Looking down from a high place, it looks like a lotus flower is constantly opening and closing. Small lotus flowers condense into a half-big lotus, and then many half-big lotus condense into a giant lotus.
When the lotus blooms and closes, there is a faint invisible force pervading, constantly permeating the surroundings and wrapping everywhere.
This invisible power is so wonderful that the breaths of the masters in the entire town of Longyuan gradually communicate.
The entire formation became more and more smooth, and gradually became one, although it was complicated, it was like one person.
The fourth dragon chant sounded.
Wherever it passed, the leaves rustled and the birds fell in mid-air, flapping their wings but unable to fly.
The waves that hit the reef rolled back and fell back to the sea.
The flowers on the island are dropping their petals one after another.
The masters of all sects ran like the wind, integrated into one body, not affected by the dragon chant, and the invisible power radiated more intensely.
The fifth dragon chant sounded.
The world seems to be full of the sound of the dragon's chant, and there is no other sound, filling the universe and everywhere.
The power of the crowd merged into one, surging, entangled with the sound of the dragon's roar, and constantly reduced.
It was only then that they realized that without this formation, they would have no chance to use it at all, and would be directly injured by the sound of the dragon's roar.
The sixth dragon chant sounded.
The leaves of the trees were blown to pieces, the petals were shattered, and the birds and beasts that fell on the ground vomited blood and passed out.
There are already pieces of fish with white bellies in the sea water.
And their feelings are more profound, their blood is rushing, as if they are about to lose their control, their heartbeats are accelerating, faster and faster.
The turbulent power quickly alleviated this change, allowing them to quickly regain calm and control over their bodies.
?They were running faster, and there was no one but their figures, and the afterimages formed a piece, like several people.
The seventh dragon chant sounded.
There is only the sound of the dragon's chant between the heaven and the earth, nothing else.
They felt that they were about to lose control of their blood energy, and this dragon chant broke through the previous suppression of power, making their blood energy even more violent, and their heartbeats suddenly accelerated, and they were about to jump out of the cavity.
"Amitabha." A Buddha's name rang out.
Their minds suddenly calmed down, all discomfort disappeared, and they regained control over their bodies.
A name suddenly popped up in their minds: Fakong Monk!
Fakong's voice rang in their ears: "Relax your mind completely, integrate with the formation, and you can no longer have yourself!"
Everyone nodded one after another, let go of their minds, and put aside everything.
They know that if they continue to maintain themselves and independence, and there is still a gap between them and the formation, what awaits them is a coma.
The sound of the dragon's chant is like a huge wave, one wave is higher than the other, and it is difficult for him to block the next wave, so he can only completely abandon himself.
The eighth dragon chant sounded.
Everyone's movement skills began to slow down, and the figure of the galloping figure began to appear, no longer as strangely fast as before.
As the movement slowed down, their fusion with the formation deepened, and they were completely integrated into one.
The ninth dragon chant sounded.
The color of the world changed, and dark clouds surged in the sky, quickly gathering towards this side, and the sky above Zhen Longyuan's head was pitch black in the blink of an eye.
Standing in the dark, they could clearly see that the sky outside the island was bright, and the sun was already rising.
But Chaoyang can't break through the dark clouds here.
Living in the darkness, their eyes focused on the direction of Zhenlongyuan.
"Katcha!" A flash of lightning tore through layers of dark clouds.
"Boom!"It rises up.
"Wow"
The heavy rain fell instantly, as if a huge dam had breached in the sky, and the flood surged out and poured straight down.
The invisible force isolated the rainwater from them for a foot, and the torrential rain could not fall on top of their heads, hit the invisible force, and then slid down.
The torrential rain outlined a dome that enveloped them, impenetrable and impermeable to water.
Another dragon chant sounded, overpowering the lightning and thunder.
During the torrential rain, a huge figure soared into the sky, soared upwards, and was about to rush into the dark clouds.
"Attack!" Fakong's voice sounded.
Everyone drew their swords and soared into the sky, still maintaining the formation in the air, helping each other and leveraging each other's strength, flying very high and far, catching up with the huge slender figure in midair.
"Ding ding ding ding"
The long sword pierced the scales and made a crisp sound, like the rapid rhythm of rain hitting plantains, stabbing hundreds of swords in the blink of an eye.
They couldn't see Jiaolong's head, which had already penetrated into the clouds, but they could only see a huge and slender figure.
The figure twisted and flicked.
The violent force knocked the people in the air flying, and the formation was about to disperse immediately.
One force will drop ten meetings.
In the face of this violent and unparalleled force, their swordsmanship was so exquisite that it was useless and fragile as paper.
Immediately, people jumped up one after another, and brought the people who flew out into the formation again in the air, keeping the formation to continue to operate.
As soon as the power condensed by the formation penetrated into their bodies, their vague injuries were repaired and they regained their strength.
"Ding ding ding ding"
"boom!"
"Ding ding ding ding"
"boom!"
People's long swords pierced the silver scales continuously, like piercing iron stones, making crisp sounds.
The swords they hold are obviously long swords that cut iron like mud, but they can't pierce the thin scales, and the force rebounded from the scales makes their muscles and bones weak. If it wasn't for the power of the formation to feed back, they would have fallen in one round.
No matter how strong the cultivation base is, it is still vulnerable in front of this dragon. Without gathering the strength of the group, it is absolutely impossible to defeat this dragon.
I already know that it is strong, but compared to my own imagination, it is still ridiculously strong, stronger than I imagined.
Facing such a vast force, one will inexplicably have a heart of giving up, a feeling of surrender.
This is an instinctive reaction in the face of absolute power.
Their long swords kept stabbing Jiaolong, but their hearts kept sinking.
These swords seem to pose no threat to it.
When it stabbed its body, it might only feel a little itchy, and it turned around impatiently and knocked everyone out.
This gap makes them desperate.
"Glaring!" Fakong's voice rang in everyone's ears.
Everyone's spirits were lifted, and they hurriedly boosted their bodies and walked up, rising continuously, trying to catch up to the air and attack Jiaolong's head.
But the dragon's rising speed was extremely fast, far faster than them, and they had no time to catch up, so they could only watch it fly into the clouds and disappear without a trace. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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