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- Dahuang Mountain, on an unknown mountain peak.
"For more than ten thousand years, it's time to recover the debts of the Sirius clan." The Holy Dragon looked up into the void and murmured in a low voice, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes. The Holy Dragon is not a murderous demon, but he is not willing to let others go either. A coward who bullies someone must repay any kindness or hatred.
Thinking of the pursuit of the Sirius clan, a figure emerged in Shenglong's heart. This person was Huo Wu, who had spent several years with him to avoid the pursuit of the Sirius clan.
"Huo Wu maybe we will never see each other again. Maybe, when we meet again, you will regard me as a life and death enemy, alas" Thinking of Huo Wu's identity as a white tiger clan, and of her white tiger that suppressed the fragments of the ancestral dragon ball. The remnant soul, Shenglong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Forget it!" Shenglong shook his head and thought no more.
"Sirius Clan!"
As soon as the words fell, the holy dragon turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
At this time, the Holy Dragon is no longer the little Yuanshen monk he used to be. Now he is a Mysterious Immortal who has initially stepped into the threshold of the strong, and he is also a Mysterious Immortal with superhuman combat power.
With his current level of cultivation, it is not difficult to find the location of the Sirius Clan. He was robbed and killed within the territory of the Sirius Clan. It would not take long for the Holy Dragon to search the territory of the Sirius Clan. All over.
Half a day later
"Is this the Tianlang Mountain where the Tianlang Clan is located?" Shenglong muttered, looking at the hazy white misty mountain peaks in front of him, and then he curled his fingers into claws and grasped the mountain-protecting formation of Tianlang Mountain with his bare hands.
The void shook, and a golden dragon claw dozens of feet in size fell from the sky and struck Tianlang Mountain. Sensing the attack of the dragon claw, a white light shield suddenly rose up from the originally hazy Tianlang Mountain.
The dragon's claws came in an instant and hit the white mask formed by the mountain guard formation.
"Boom!"
The white light shield shook with a bang, causing ripples. Countless white mist gathered and turned into a hundred-foot giant sword that slashed down.
"Poof!"
The hundred-foot giant sword soared into the sky, cutting the golden dragon's claws in half, disintegrating into pieces and completely dissipating the vitality of heaven and earth.
¡°Well, it¡¯s a bit powerful!¡±
Looking at the hundred-foot giant sword that was slashing towards him with unabated force, a trace of surprise flashed in the Holy Dragon's eyes, and then he calmly summoned the God of Destruction and slashed straight down.
The golden sword energy cut through the sky, and instantly collided with the hundred-foot giant sword.
"Boom!"
The sword energy and the giant sword shattered at the same time, and a huge tornado rose into the sky, crushing the white clouds high in the sky.
"Who dares to attack Wutianlang Mountain!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the formation, and a dozen monks rushed out of the formation, standing outside the white mask and looking at the Holy Dragon, their eyes filled with blazing anger and endless murderous intent.
"Three heavenly immortals and eleven earthly immortals!"
Hearing this, Shenglong glanced at everyone. Standing at the front was a peak Celestial Immortal cultivator. Behind him were two early Celestial Immortal cultivators. Behind the two Celestial Immortal early stage cultivators were all Earth Immortals and three Earth Immortals. At the peak, there are five late-stage Earth Immortals and three early-stage Earth Immortals, a total of eleven.
"Lang Wuya, do you still remember me?" Shenglong asked slowly, looking at one of the early-stage immortal monks. This man was Lang Wuya who chased the Shenglong back then. More than 10,000 years have passed. Lang Wuya, who was in the immortal realm, had already broken through to the early stage of immortality.
"Um?"
Hearing this, Lang Wuya couldn't help but be surprised and looked at the Holy Dragon carefully. However, he thought about all the strong men and enemies he knew and couldn't find anyone who matched the Holy Dragon. Lang Wuya could be sure that he would definitely Never seen this person before.
¡°As everyone knows, what is standing in front of them at this time is the Yuan Shen Realm Shenlong that has not yet transformed.
"Elder Wuya, do you know him?" the leading cultivator at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Peak asked.
"I don't know." Lang Wuya shook his head gently.
"Are you a Heavenly Wolf?" At this moment, Shenglong spoke again. This time the question was not about Lang Wuya, but the only peak cultivator among these people.
"Exactly!" Tianlang frowned and said, "I don't know who you are, why did you attack Tianlang Mountain for no reason?"
"Without a reason?" Shenglong laughed disdainfully and said: "Hahaha So what if I attacked you on Tianlang Mountain without a reason? Could it be that only the Tianlang clan can chase and kill others without a reason, and others can't deal with you?"
"Who are you?"
Sirius suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice, if he had not been able to see the cultivation of the Holy Dragon, and the Holy Dragon gave him a particularly dangerous feeling, how could Sirius have endured it until now?
"Back then, didn't you want to catch me as a mount? Why, so soon?forgotten? " Shenglong said coldly.
"Mount?"
Sirius couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words, and then he seemed to remember something. His eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the Holy Dragon in disbelief and said: "Are you the little dragon back then? How is it possible? How could you progress so fast? At the beginning, you were just a soul. Cultivation, nownow even I can't see through it!"
"It's you?"
Hearing Tianlang's words, Lang Wuya also remembered who the Holy Dragon was, and his heart suddenly turned into a panic. How could that little dragon grow into such a big sword?
Recalling the battle with the Holy Dragon, when looking at the Holy Dragon at this time, Lang Wuya couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.
After the First World War, he knew that provoking the Holy Dragon was a mistake, but he never expected that the Holy Dragon would grow so fast. How many years has it been? He actually broke through to Xuanxian from the Yuanshen realm. This is too terrifying!
Although Lang Wuya could not tell the Holy Dragon's cultivation level, he was sure that the Holy Dragon had reached the Mysterious Immortal realm. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Tianlang's character to endure until now and not take action.
"Yes, it's me!" Shenglong said lightly.
"Huh!" Sirius took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want?"
"How?" Shenglong sneered, "Can't you guess what I want?"
"Fellow Taoist, it was indeed our fault that we attacked you in the first place. However, you didn't suffer much loss, so why do you have to be enemies of our Tianlang clan? In this way, as long as fellow Taoist is willing to retreat, I If you are willing to come up with ten thousand-year elixirs and three low-grade magic weapons as compensation"
Before Sirius could finish his words, Shenglong said, "I can still get these things if I kill you."
"you¡¡"
Upon hearing this, Tianlang's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at Shenglong angrily and said: "Fellow Taoist, you have to be merciful and merciful. Besides, our Tianlang clan is not a persimmon that can be manipulated by others. If we really want to fight, Even if you are a Xuanxian, you can't get much advantage."
"Really?" When Shenglong heard this, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Then give it a try!"
"Hmph!" Seeing that Shenglong was determined to make things difficult for them, Sirius knew that no matter how much he said, it would be a waste of time. He snorted coldly and said, "I want to see how capable you are." At the same time, he secretly transmitted the message. To Lang Wuya and others behind him: "Go back to the mountain and activate the mountain protection formation with all your strength."
Although Sirius was not afraid of the Holy Dragon on the surface, he was extremely wary in his heart. If the Holy Dragon had not tried his best to make him think that the person who was attacking was just an immortal, Sirius would not have rushed out of the mountain-protecting formation.
??Xuanxian, even in the early stage of Xuanxian, cannot be resisted by the few heavenly and earthly immortals. The only hope is to rely on the large formation. Only in this way can they hope to remain undefeated or even win.
Naturally, Sirius, who knew this well, would not be so stupid as to start a fight with the Holy Dragon outside, as that would be completely asking for death.
But, can he really leave if he wants to?
"Want to leave? Now that you're out, let's stay!" Tianlang and others were just about to enter the formation when the voice of the Holy Dragon came to their ears, and then they saw a huge golden sword cutting through the air.
"Oops!" When everyone saw this, they immediately secretly murmured a lot, and their faces changed drastically. This sword energy actually locked their Qi, making it impossible for them to return to the formation. Otherwise, they would be seriously injured even if they did not die.
"Sirius Xiaoyue!"
Sirius roared loudly, and the seals on his hands changed. In the blink of an eye, a phantom of Sirius formed behind him.
"Roar!"
The phantom of Sirius looked up to the sky and roared. A silver-white light pillar fell from the sky and turned into a bright moon hanging above Sirius' head.
"Ho! Roar! Roar!"
Seeing this, Lang Wuya and others all took action with all their strength, using the move of Sirius Roaring the Moon. Behind everyone, a phantom of Sirius appeared, roaring towards the sky, pulling in the moonlight.
"kill!"
The fourteen wolves rushed into the void at the same time, facing the golden sword energy slashed by the holy dragon.
The sword energy breaks through the air, and the wolves dance wildly!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With loud noises, the phantoms of Sirius hit the golden sword energy one after another, one after another shattered, and the golden sword energy became darker and darker.
"Boom!"
With the last loud noise, all fourteen wolf phantoms were shattered, and the golden sword energy was completely shattered. A terrifying energy storm swept across all directions, shattering countless towering ancient trees.
With one knife, just one knife, the joint attack of the eleven of them was shattered. This was too terrifying.
"Enter the formation!" Tianlang roared and rushed towards the formation crazily.
"Destroy the gods, cut off the emptiness"??¡±
A golden blade of sword energy came through the air, cutting off the retreat of Tianlang and others.
"ah!"
Sirius roared violently, transformed into a giant silver wolf, opened his mouth and spit out his inner elixir to hit the incoming sword energy. When others saw this, they followed suit and turned into their own bodies and spit out their inner elixir to resist the sword energy.
The inner alchemy is the essence of a monster's cultivation. Almost no one would use the inner alchemy to attack until the critical moment of life and death. Tianlang and others had no choice but to use the inner alchemy. Just now, the eleven of them worked together to resist a sword energy. , but now everyone has to face a sword energy. If they don't use the inner elixir, they will definitely die.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Fourteen rays of golden sword energy struck at an inner elixir, deafening roars continued, and violent energy storms spread out.
"Puff puff!"
The figure flew upside down and blood spilled into the sky. The fourteen monks of the Sirius clan, including Sirius, all sprayed blood and flew upside down.
The inner elixirs of the eleven earthly immortal monks were directly chopped into pieces by the sword energy. Only the inner elixirs of the three heavenly immortals could barely withstand the sword energy. Although they were not broken, their light was dim.
The shattering of the inner elixir means death for monsters or monsters. In other words, with this blow, all eleven earthly immortal monks from the Tianlang tribe perished, except for three heavenly immortals such as Tianlang and Lang Wuya. He barely managed to save his life, but he was also seriously injured and had almost no strength to fight anymore.
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