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- The Holy Dragon's sudden rampage also shocked everyone, but if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable. After all, Mo Xuanzhe is its master, how can it not be angry when its master is killed!
But the giant dragon's sneak attack didn't seem to bring much surprise to it. Although it had already whipped Tang Fang away, the blow just now caused it to suffer a big loss. How could it have imagined it? Tang Fang's body was unexpectedly so hard. With one stroke, it was as if it had been struck on a strong iron bone, almost breaking its huge tail. At this moment, the place of impact was already a mass of rotten flesh, and the tailbone was also Many places were shattered.
At this moment, Tang Fang stood in mid-air, looking at the holy dragon without saying a word. He had long expected that the holy dragon would attack him, but he did not dodge and allowed the dragon to hit him hard with its tail. , or even blowing himself away.
This was Tang Fang¡¯s promise to Mo Xuanzhe, that he would not embarrass the dragon, and he knew that if he did not allow the dragon to relieve its anger, the dragon would most likely follow him and fight against him. So he didn't dodge or fight back.
At such a close distance, even the Sword Master could not bear the furious blow of the Holy Dragon. Tang Fang had already done his utmost to be benevolent and righteous.
?????????????????? But it seemed that the Holy Dragon was unwilling to accept it. He fanned his giant wings and attacked Tang Fang again. When he opened his mouth, fire rained down from the sky.
Tang Fang frowned coldly and pointed casually: "That's enough. I promised Mo Xuanzhe not to embarrass you, but if you insist on dying, don't blame me for not leaving any room!"
An angry rebuke was like the might of heaven. With one pointer. The holy dragon and even the rain of fire suddenly stopped in mid-air at this moment.
This scene also caused everyone present to take a breath of cold breath. It was not Tang Fang's powerful finger that was so powerful, but Tang Fang's angry rebuke that shook people's hearts and souls. It seemed that those words were heaven and earth. Everyone must surrender under his feet.
The man in white had a look of shock on his face, as he shouted angrily just now. It actually suppressed him so much that he couldn't lift his head, and all his spiritual energy seemed to be deprived of him in an instant at those words.
How could he not be shocked by such a sudden change?
As a leader of the younger generation of Tianjian Sect. As a Golden Immortal monk, he was deprived of his spiritual power by someone's words when he first experienced and realized it. Although the feeling of being deprived of his spiritual power was only for a moment, he knew that Tang Fang's words were not directed at himself.
The holy dragon was frozen in mid-air, unable to move at all. At this moment, it deeply felt the terror of the man in front of it. With just an angry roar, it lost the courage to fight again. In front of this person, it feels like an insignificant ant. As long as others are willing, others can beat it to death at any time.
It is unwilling to give in, but it does not have the courage to face such a terrifying opponent. Her eyes are full of sadness and helplessness.
Tang Fang waved his hand, and the fire rain in the sky disappeared, leaving only the holy dragon floating alone in the air.
"You go! I promised him that I won't embarrass you!" Tang Fang ignored Shenglong and turned around and walked towards the little girl.
The roar of the dragon is deafening. It's just that the whistle was full of sadness and unwillingness.
Boom!
The Holy Dragon did not leave, but crashed into the pit where Mo Xuanzhe died, stirring up dust all over the sky and carrying endless guilt for its master. With his own unwillingness, he crashed into the deep pit.
No one would have thought that this holy dragon would be so strong. No one can understand Shenglong's mood at this moment.
Mo Xuanzhe¡¯s holy dragon actually chose this way to repay his master after his death. Everyone was shocked by the dragon¡¯s actions.
Long Shang knows how to share joys and sorrows, and is willing to go to hell with his master. However, many people in the world fight against each other, and couples turn against each other. This has to make everyone present feel a little heavier.
Tang Fang came to the little girl and withdrew the defensive formation with a wave of his hand. He turned back and looked at the man in white: "Is there still a need for a fight between you and me?"
Tang Fang was not being too arrogant. He had already seen that the man in white was just a Golden Immortal monk. He had hidden a hint of heavenly coercion in his angrily reprimanding the Holy Dragon just now.
The man in white frowned: "How far has your cultivation level reached!"
Tang Fang looked at the man in white and said again: "I said, here, the only thing that I can still be afraid of is the ancient demon. With a hundred thousand years of inheritance, if my inference is not unexpected, if your sect If the founder of the sect is still alive, maybe he can fight with me!"
The man in white was also secretly frightened. He could feel that in front of him??This man did not lie, but if he really has the strength to fight with his ancestor, then how terrifying will his cultivation level be? The man in white didn't even dare to think any further.
The man in white was frowning, but Tang Fang lowered his gaze to the sky.
Soon, the man in white seemed to feel something, and then his face suddenly changed from happy to sad, and his expression also became cloudy and uncertain!
At this moment, it was ten minutes at noon, but there was a strange burst of red clouds on the sky.
Although the little girl didn't feel anything, she felt faintly uneasy in her heart.
Tang Fang frowned and looked towards the sky.
Suddenly a huge red triangle emerged from the red clouds in the sky, and then the end of the triangle was continuously stretched. It was only at this moment that everyone could clearly see what was rising in the sky. What kind of triangle was it? The huge sword shadow was so big that it covered the sky and the sun. The red light around the sword shadow shot into the sky, dyeing the whole world red.
When he saw the huge sword shadow in the sky, Tang Fang's expression became a little more solemn.
The huge sword shadow came through the air, making rumbling sounds, and in the blink of an eye the sword shadow came close.
The man in white turned pale, and without saying a word, he knelt down in front of the man in the shadow of the sword: "Disciple, Li Weidong, I have met our ancestor!"
I saw a white-haired old man in fluttering white clothes standing in the shadow of a sword in the void, with small red swords swimming back and forth around him, which was very supernatural.
This old man is dressed in white, has a childish face and white hair, his eyebrows are above his knees, and he has an indescribable elegance. He has four small swords between his eyebrows, which are simple and strange, emitting a little red light.
"I just sensed a unique spiritual power fluctuation. What's going on?" The old man looked at the man in white with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
The man in white knew that the unique spiritual power fluctuations mentioned by the ancestor should be caused by the angry rebuke of the man in front of him just now. He did not say anything and turned his gaze to Tang Fang not far away.
When Tang Fang saw the old man, he frowned again and again. He could feel that the old man in front of him seemed to have reached the realm of Yang Jie.
Although he was not afraid of any Yang Jie cultivator, he was even confident that he could fight Guitian, but at this moment his brows were furrowed tightly.
The old man also followed the gaze of the man in white and saw Tang Fang at a glance.
"Thisis actually you!" The old man's face was full of shock.
Tang Fang frowned: "Do you know me?"
Tang Fang admitted that he had never seen this old man in white, but it seemed that the old man was not pretending, and Tang Fang was a little confused.
At first, the reason why Tang Fang frowned was because the strange sword mark above the old man's eyebrows gave him a feeling of d¨¦j¨¤ vu. This sword mark was very similar to the sword marks he saw in Jubaozhai, but it also With some subtle differences, Tang Fang also felt a hint of danger on the sword seal.
"Senior, it's me! Don't you remember me?" The old man seemed a little anxious.
Tang Fang still frowned and looked at the old man in front of him carefully.
However, the old man¡¯s words made everyone present extremely shocked. The man in white looked at his ancestor in disbelief, an ancestor who had not shown his face for almost **10,000 years.
"Senior, can't you remember? More than 100,000 years ago, we met in Jubaozhai, and then we sat together to fix the meteors and go to the star mark outside the clouds, Hong Sutian! Senior, you are thinking about it!" The old man seemed to be getting more and more worried. More and more anxious.
"It's you!" Tang Fang was also stunned. He finally remembered that this old man was actually the monk who was thrown into the Trapped God Realm together!
The man in white's heart sank. He had been praying that the ancestor had recognized the wrong person, but at this moment his illusion was shattered.
"Yes, yes, it's me, senior, you remembered it!" The old man's face was full of excitement.
"Wait!" Tang Fang frowned.
He looked at the man in white beside him and asked, "Are you their founder?"
The man in white felt a chill in his heart, thinking that it was all over now. It was his first time going down the mountain to experience, and he actually encountered an old monster from the same era as his ancestor. Previously, he had boasted that he wanted to teach others a lesson, but now it's good, others will most likely complain to his ancestor. !
The old man nodded and asked in confusion: "I am their ancestor, is there any problem?"
"How long have you been establishing a sect?" Tang Fang's expression gradually darkened.
The old man looked puzzled: "???million and more than 5,800 years! Is there something wrong somewhere? "
Tang Fang thought deeply for a while, and his expression softened slightly: "Do you know how long it has been since I have been in the trapped god world?"
Being asked this question by Tang Fang, the old man seemed to have discovered the problem: "Aren't you?"
Tang Fang nodded: "The total time I have been in the Trapped God Realm does not exceed two thousand years!"
"This" The old man was stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.
The conversation between the two left everyone present speechless. One is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and the other is just a few thousand years old. How can others mess around with each other!
The little girl was also very surprised. Judging from Tang Fang's words, he was at least two or three thousand years old, but why did he only look like he was in his mid-twenties! - 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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